The conversation that the two were having again made Cen Xi stop her restless hands.

She was also curious to know how long their lord would remain a coward.

Countless assassination attempts have been made, but none dared to show their faces, instead resorting to sending a fake to deceive her. What secret lies behind this, something so sinister?

"You're so boring. Fine, let's find someone. Are the two of us a match for that woman? Zhu Que's martial arts are above ours. Are we just going to be sent to our deaths?"

“You’re really not suited to be an assassin. Didn’t the master tell us to send a signal as soon as we found someone? This time, the master wants a living person.”

"Oh, right!"

Living people? This time, the lord wants living people. This sentence kept echoing in Cen Xi's ears.

What exactly did Emperor Taizu want to do? Cen Xi hid behind the tree where she had fallen, carefully pondering the other person's words.

Could it be that the other party doesn't want to kill her this time, but instead wants to use her for other purposes?

That's right. If they wanted to kill him, they wouldn't have gone to the trouble of tying her up here. What were they planning to do then?

Cen Xi couldn't figure out what the other party wanted for the time being, so she decided to hide among these people and find out.

She has now recovered her martial arts skills, using the Hidden Sect's techniques, which give her an aura of invisibility. As long as she doesn't appear in front of her opponent, they definitely won't be able to detect her.

This technique belongs to the Hidden Sect's patriarch. Even though Yan Taizu came from the Hidden Sect, he wouldn't know it.

Thinking of this, Cen Xi couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is always the safest place. She always thought this made sense. Falling into this valley, she figured that person would think she was going to escape to the capital.

So she did the opposite and hid among them to find out what was going on.

After making her decision, Cen Xi took a step and wanted to find a place to leave the valley.

But suddenly her grandmaster's words popped into her mind, so she hurriedly searched her entire body for the jade ring.

Fortunately, the other party treated it as something insignificant and did not confiscate it.

So she quickly put it on and disappeared into the night.

From that moment on, Cen Xi disappeared before their eyes. At the same time, Jun Jianchou, who had just received some news, looked at the listless butterfly and clenched his fists tightly.

When Fengqin, who was rushing towards Lingshan, saw that the butterfly tractor had stopped working, she immediately fell to the ground.

He imagined many things, and even worried that his mistress might have really died. Should he keep this a secret or report it?

Jun Jianchou naturally had this suspicion as well, but she never believed that Cen Xi would die. So after a moment of dejection, as if she had made up her mind, she resolutely continued to Lingshan.

...

In the Prince Yingchuan's mansion, Wen Qihe was leisurely teasing a group of koi in the pond when suddenly a person jumped down from the courtyard wall.

The visitor was Ji Changming, who had been away from the capital for a long time.

"Who are you?"

Wen Qihe keenly sensed the killing intent emanating from the other party.

"Ji Changming!"

After coldly uttering those three words, Ji Changming reached out and restrained the other party in his hand.

Then came the screams of the maids throughout the courtyard.

The Prince of Yingchuan and his heir quickly arrived upon hearing the commotion. The heir, Yanxun, was the first to reprimand them:

"Who are you, daring to trespass into my Yingchuan Prince's Mansion and injure my beloved concubine?"

"Ji Changming!"

Ji Changming tightened his grip, and Wen Qihe severed her feelings in an instant.

"Ji Changming! Father, who is this person? He's so arrogant."

The Crown Prince of Yingchuan glanced sadly at Wen Qihe, who was lying on the ground, and then turned to ask the King of Yingchuan.

"He must be the young prime minister's teacher."

"May I ask why this great hero wants to kill the people of my royal palace?"

After responding to his son's words, the Prince of Yingchuan looked at the cold and ruthless Ji Changming and asked.

"Because she deserves to die. Disloyal servants deserve this fate. You are the Prince of Yingchuan. The news that my nephew is a descendant of the royal family came from you, didn't it?"

Ji Changming glanced coldly at the Prince of Yingchuan and asked indifferently.

"So what if it is?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Yingchuan was completely certain of the man's identity. As a vassal king, he naturally had no fear of being threatened.

"Then accept this palm strike from me!"

Ji Changming channeled all his inner strength and, unsurprisingly, slapped a card at the King of Yingchuan.

"Father! Protect the Emperor!"

The Crown Prince of Yingchuan had never seen such a scene before. In his terror, he shouted in a panic.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people who had gathered around immediately started shooting arrows, as if they wanted to ridicule Ji Changming.

"Hmph! A mere trick!"

Ji Changming channeled his inner energy, and countless arrows flew back along their original path, striking the chests of the surrounding soldiers.

After completing this series of actions, he turned around and stood in front of the Crown Prince of Yingchuan, striking out with his palm.

Then he left the Yingchuan Prince's Mansion in a carefree manner, not caring how chaotic the mansion would become in the end.

After resolving the matter there, he received news that the capital was under siege, so he hurried to the capital.

Feng Qin's letter and Ji Changming's letter appeared together at the Princess's residence.

Before Shen Jinchen could even greet his uncle, he was shocked by the news of Cen Xi's disappearance and couldn't even stand up.

As soon as Ji Changming entered, he saw his miserable state and couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong?"

“My wife has had an accident, so I have to go to the capital. I’m leaving this place in your care.”

Shen Jinchen could no longer sit still in the capital. He had to go and find Cen Xi before he could feel at ease.

As for Feng Qin's speculation that Cen Xi might have gotten into trouble, he absolutely did not believe it.

That woman has survived countless hardships, how could she possibly die this time?

"Then... then go ahead. Whatever you do, your uncle will support you. After all, you and I are the only family we have left in this world."

Ji Changming had always treated Shen Jinchen very well, and he would naturally support whatever Shen Jinchen decided. As for the besieging troops outside the capital, he really didn't take them seriously, as he was more than capable of handling them.

"Uncle Xie, when the capital received the battle report, I set up arrays around the city gates. Even if those people leave the town, they will have a slim chance of survival. You just need to keep an eye on things for me."

Shen Jinchen had already made his plans. In his eyes, those people were just grasshoppers jumping around, nothing to worry about.

His only rival was probably Emperor Taizu Yan, who usurped the throne of the Great Qi Dynasty a hundred years ago.

"Go ahead, your uncle will make sure those people never return."

Strictly speaking, Ji Changming is also Shen Jinchen's master, so his skills are naturally excellent and his kung fu is superb.

With him guarding the capital, the city is as solid as a rock; the real danger lies outside.

"Thank you for your understanding, Uncle!"

A touch of warmth appeared in Shen Jinchen's resolute eyes. Ji Changming was one of his few elders, and he had been able to get to where he was today thanks to Ji Changming's guidance over the years.

Shen Jinchen was extremely grateful that he was still so understanding towards him today.

“Go, bring your woman back. Your uncle wants to hold his grandson. You risked your life to save her; that’s what a man should do.”

Ji Changming spoke in a kind tone, his eyes revealing undisguised indulgence and appreciation.