Bai Tuantuan stared at Ning Nanxiao, and could see the tension and unease beneath his smile.

Bai Tuantuan asked curiously, "If you were afraid that I would refuse you after I regained my memories, why did you stay with me in the first place?"

Ning Nanxiao smiled helplessly: "Even if it's just an hour to be together, I will try my best."

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Tuantuan's eyes, then she replied, "Okay, then let's stay together."

Ning Nanxiao's eyes lit up as he looked at Bai Tuantuan's smiling face and hugged her tightly. "Thank you."

"Alright, alright, stop being so affectionate and get back to your cultivation."

Bai Tuantuan blushed and pushed Ning Nanxiao away, then sat down to the side.

Ning Nanxiao suppressed her joy and excitement and closed her eyes.

The two people hiding behind the big rock, one with an iron pot and the other with a soup ladle, exchanged a glance and saw joy and confusion in each other's eyes.

"If Meng Po were still the person she used to be, she wouldn't have forgiven Yama."

"Soup Spoon," he said thoughtfully.

Iron Pot responded, "These hundred repetitions have tempered her character and made her understand the seven emotions and six desires. So it's normal that she was able to reconcile with Yama. Besides, those things can't be blamed on Yama."

The spoon remained silent.

As night fell, the two opened their eyes at the same time, quickly left the space, called Mu Yangzhi, and ran directly towards the county government office.

At this moment, Zhou Ke's legs went weak, and he trembled with nervousness as he looked at the scene before him.

"Lord, Lord Marquis..."

Ning Chengzhu's heart sank as he looked at the black-robed man who was walking down from mid-air.

"Now, do you believe us?"

Zhou Ke took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in her heart, and nodded slightly: "Who exactly are they?"

"Master Zhou."

The man in black robes stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "It doesn't matter whether they are the champion or not, as long as they are people that Lord Zhou values. When they go to the capital, it will all depend on their fate."

Inside the room, Huang Qian looked at these people, her heart pounding.

"Mother..." Zhou Xiaoxiao called out in a trembling voice, her face full of fear, "Who, who are they?"

Huang Qian's eyes were somewhat vacant: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have trusted them so easily. I should have asked more questions."

"I don't blame you. Didn't the Peng family also say it was worth a try?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao swallowed hard: "Besides, those people are just scary because of their clothes. Maybe they really are from the capital?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Huang Qian's eyes as she nervously looked at the people in the courtyard.

Yes, what if they really are from the capital!

Zhou Ke took a deep breath and, following Ning Chengzhu's instructions, asked, "May I ask how you gentlemen are addressed? Is it truly permissible to enter the capital and the palace?"

"I have offended many people because of the leader's matter. These children are all my own. If they cannot help me in the capital, I'm afraid my official position is over..."

"So, gentlemen, could you please help me?"

A mocking look appeared in the black-robed man's eyes as he said indifferently, "My lord has his own plans. Just give us the people."

"But sir, I have heard that Prince Ping has been imprisoned in his residence. Does he really have the ability to send them to the palace?"

The man in the black robe looked impatient: "Of course."

Zhou Ke glanced at Ning Chengzhu and slowly said, "I wonder if my friend is suitable?"

The man in black glanced at Ning Chengzhu and said, "Agreed."

Zhou Ke's expression changed, and his hands clenched into fists. If he was really from the Pingwang Mansion, how could he not recognize the Marquis Zhongyong!

They're fake!

Huang Qian naturally heard what was being said outside, and her face turned pale.

"mother?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was puzzled: "Mom, what's wrong?"

“They don’t even know the Marquis of Zhongyong, so how could they be people from the capital? Xiaoxiao, we’ve been deceived.”

Zhou Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

The man in black robes glanced around and said calmly, "Where are the others?"

Ning Chengzhu chuckled: "You're not from the capital at all! Prince Ping is currently under house arrest, how could you possibly send anyone into the palace? The Royal Academy is now under the control of the Bai family, who are known for their integrity and uprightness, how could you possibly send them in?"

"You brag without even thinking it through, pshaw!"

The man in black robes suddenly looked at Ning Chengzhu: "Who are you?"

"You don't even recognize me, yet you claim to be from the Prince of Ping's mansion? Your grandpa here doesn't change his name or surname! I am the Marquis of Zhongyong of Shengning Kingdom!"

The black-robed man's pupils constricted sharply, clearly not expecting to encounter the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery here!

"Now that you've discovered us, you're all doomed." The man in black robes waved his hand, and the people behind him rushed towards Ning Chengzhu!

Ning Chengzhu raised an eyebrow, and soon people from Fengyue Pavilion came to protect him.

The man in black robes didn't take them seriously and said indifferently, "Overestimating yourselves!"

However, when the black-robed men shot their spiritual energy towards the people of Fengyue Pavilion, the spiritual energy in the hands of the Fengyue Pavilion people directly formed a shield, covering everyone's heads.

This reversal caused the men in black robes to retreat simultaneously.

They actually started cultivating too!

However, the man in black robes was not afraid. He took out a flute and suddenly started playing it.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Two screams rang out at the same time.

Ning Chengzhu frowned deeply as he looked at Zhou Ke rolling on the ground: "What happened?"

"Mother, what's wrong? Mother?" Huang Qian clutched her stomach, cold sweat beading on her forehead. Hearing Zhou Xiaoxiao's voice, she grabbed Zhou Xiaoxiao, her face contorted with rage. "Quick, go get the medicine bottle from the box!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao hurriedly went to the dressing mirror and frantically grabbed a porcelain bottle.

Despite the pain in her stomach, Huang Qian opened the porcelain bottle with trembling hands and swallowed the pills directly.

Soon, Huang Qian felt nauseous and vomited!

The sight of blood made Zhou Xiaoxiao scream, and she quickly helped Huang Qian up: "Mother?"

Huang Qian felt much more comfortable all over, and the pain disappeared. She opened her eyes, looked at the spot where she had vomited, and gasped.

Zhou Xiaoxiao also saw it; a black worm crawled out of the blood, moved a couple of times, and then turned into blood.

"Mom, what, what is this?" Zhou Xiaoxiao was terrified.

Huang Qian took a deep breath and said slowly, "Luckily, we have that girl's antidote. Xiaoxiao, quick, take the medicine in the bottle to your father!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded quickly, grabbed the bottle, and rushed over!

At this moment, the man in black robes put down his flute and sneered, "If you don't want to die from the pain, you'd better hand over the person obediently, otherwise..."

Ning Chengzhu shouted, "Don't even think about it!"

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

The man in the black robe played the flute again.

"Ah! My lord! Ah!"

Zhou Ke felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and her whole body began to tremble. As the flute music became more intense, Zhou Ke felt as if her body was no longer her own, and everything went dark before her eyes...