On the roof ridge of the elegant main hall,

Xiao Hong broke the tile, found the talisman hidden on it, and proudly bit into it, chewing and eating it, even licking her tongue with lingering satisfaction.

It roams the Qilian Mountains year-round.

To it, these talismans imbued with spiritual power were like a delicious little snack.

It sniffed, caught a whiff of something, and leaped down into Yun Xiaoran's bedroom, burying itself under the bed.

At this moment, a group of servants helped Yun Xiaoran, whose face was pale, walk in shakily.

A full ten strokes were given; although the guards held back a bit later, they didn't dare reduce the number.

Her buttocks and thighs are bleeding.

"Damn Jiang Qingwan, one day I'll skin her alive! Ouch, you bastard, be gentle with me."

Just as she was about to reach the bed, Xiao Hong suddenly darted out from inside and pounced on her face.

Baring its teeth and drooling, it scratched Yun Xiaoran's face with its claws amidst her gasp, leaving more than a dozen bloody marks before wiggling its butt and swaggering away.

Chaos erupted inside the room.

Yun Xiaoran was tackled to the ground, her wound slamming against the earth, and her screams of pain were so shrill they sounded like those of a eunuch.

When they were helped up and tried to catch the culprit, the red fox was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn beast, go find it for me! Whoever finds it will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. I want to skin it alive and use its fox pelt as a cloak."

The maids and servants all dispersed, leaving only Granny Li helping her to lie down on the bed.

"Princess, this old servant will apply your medicine."

Yun Xiaoran gritted her teeth in hatred.

"Have you found out exactly how many days the Prince will be back this time?"

After thinking for a moment, Granny Li said, "Including the round trip, even if everything goes smoothly, it will take seven or eight days."

A fierce glint flashed in Yun Xiaoran's eyes.

"Go and tell his son the cause of Zhang Mama's death. Tell him that the county magistrate is sympathetic to his grief over the loss of his mother and the broken engagement, and has arranged a job for him in the Prince's mansion."

Granny Li understood instantly.

"yes."

...

As Qing Sui drove her carriage out of Chang'an District, she encountered Guo Hao, who was riding a horse galloping towards her.

The dashing young marquis now had messy hair, his clothes were tied haphazardly, and even a stubble of green on his chin.

As they passed each other, he caught a glimpse of Qing Sui, immediately grabbed the reins, turned around, and chased after her for a couple of steps.

Is Madam Jiang inside the carriage?

Hearing the sound, Jiang Qingwan lifted the curtain on the side and looked over.

Seeing his appearance, I couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen again?"

Seeing Jiang Qingwan's rosy complexion and calm expression, the young marquis's eyes immediately welled up with tears of grievance. He abandoned his horse and climbed onto the carriage without a second thought.

Qinghui grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down.

"Are you looking for a beating? You dare to crawl into my wife's carriage?"

Guo Hao struggled frantically, shouting, "I've been so anxious these past few days! I have so much to say to my wife, please let me go and let me in!"

Although there aren't many idle people around Chang'an District, it's not like there's no one at all.

Jiang Qingwan remembered what she needed to do and said, "Qinghui, let him get in the car."

Although Qinghui felt it was impolite, her habitual obedience made her let go without hesitation.

Guo Hao felt like he had been granted a pardon and darted inside like a monkey.

The movement was so large that the entire carriage shook.

This scene was witnessed by Su Yulan, who was preparing to leave from a short distance away.

"What audacity! Mo Yunhan has just set out on his campaign, and this little slut is already trying to seduce men. How shameless and despicable!"

Chunmei also saw it and whispered in agreement, "Princess, should we send someone to stop her and expose her in the street, so that she loses all face?"

As they were talking, Qinghui had already driven away.

Su Yulan was unwilling to miss this opportunity to watch the play, so she immediately got into the carriage and followed.

Guo Hao, clutching Jiang Qingwan's sleeve, recounted his miserable experiences of outwitting his father over the past few days. When he got to the part where he was indignant, he pounded his legs in anger.

“You have done me a favor. Now that you are in trouble, isn’t it only right that I speak up for you? My father is a dignified Marquis, but he’s getting more and more cowardly with age. He actually had me locked up and won’t even let me go to the Imperial Academy. You have no idea how worried I was about you. I couldn’t eat or sleep. Luckily you’re alright, otherwise I would never have peace of mind for the rest of my life.”

Jiang Qingwan pulled her sleeve back.

Although it was noisy and disruptive, it also felt somewhat heartwarming.

She straightened her sleeves and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture to Guo Hao.

"Thank you for your concern, young marquis."

What are you doing?

Guo Hao looked horrified and suddenly leaned closer to touch her forehead. "Have you been possessed?"

The next moment it was opened with a snap.

The burning pain made Guo Hao chuckle out loud.

"That's more like it. I'm not used to being so polite all of a sudden."

He leaned lazily against the carriage and let out a long sigh.

"Although I don't want you to marry that evil god, this time, since he's willing to protect you, I'll reluctantly agree."

Jiang Qingwan shook her head slightly as she listened to his nonsensical words and changed the subject.

"I need your help with something."

Guo Hao immediately perked up.

"You said I wouldn't even blink if I had to go through fire and water."

...

Half an hour later,

In an empty courtyard not far from the Imperial Academy.

Qing Sui leaped in and threw the sack she was carrying on her shoulder onto the ground.

Guo Hao adjusted the ghost mask on his face, then picked up a thick willow branch he had picked up and began to whip it.

They were smoking so hard it was like a complete disaster.

The person inside the sack screamed and struggled, begging for mercy, rolling around on the ground in pain.

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