Hurry up, hurry up, faster!

The ring burned hotter and hotter, and Zhu Yu was probably on the verge of death again. In just a few days, he had struggled between life and death several times.

At this moment, she only regretted her lack of skill and wished she could sprout wings and bring Ayan to Zhu Yu to save him.

Zhu Yu, you must hold on!

"What's going on? Why is Prince An riding his horse through the streets again?" The people on the street were talking about it.

But he didn't dare say those outrageous things like he did last time.

"I don't know. Does something always happen at the Prince An's residence? What happened today?"

A busybody approached and patted the man who had spoken earlier on the shoulder, asking, "What's wrong? Has something else happened at the Prince An's residence?"

The man said, "That's right. My distant nephew's daughter works at the Left Prime Minister's residence. She brought back this news. You know Miss Ren Yong'an of the Left Prime Minister's residence, right? Isn't Miss Ren Yong'an his childhood sweetheart, Prince An?"

"Everyone knows that His Highness Prince An will marry no one but Miss Yong'an. Miss Yong'an is proficient in all the arts, and is the most talented and beautiful woman in the entire city. It's a pity that she was tricked by the vicious woman from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."

"Yes, but five days ago, Miss Yong'an requested an audience with His Highness Prince An, but was refused. After making inquiries, it was discovered that Consort Duan was planning to execute one of His Highness Prince An's guards and his wife in the Prince An's residence. Family scandals should not be aired in public, which is why they refused to see Miss Yong'an. His Highness Prince An was riding his horse through the streets to save the two of them."

As the two spoke, a large crowd gathered around them, all particularly curious about the residence of the high-ranking official.