Pei Yunchu paused in drinking and frowned in confusion.

"I said, he's a hypocrite."

"No, it's the previous sentence."

Pei Yunchu:???

"You said that Song Hanchuan once stole your girlfriend? Explain to me exactly what happened and when it happened."

Jiang Xuanyan's expression remained calm.

But Pei Yunchu sensitively noticed that his hands were clenched tightly under his sleeves, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and the eagerness in his eyes could not be concealed.

My dizzy mind gradually cleared up.

Not daring to delay, he described in detail what he saw that night at the Prince's Mansion.

He did not forget to curse Song Hanchuan with gnashing teeth,

"Wang Xiaoyi protected him so well that he even poisoned me for him, leaving me unconscious in bed for half a month."

"But what about him? After hearing about Xiaoyi's passing, he just looked sad. Then he acted as if nothing had happened and continued to be the Prime Minister.

He holds great power and enjoys unlimited glory.

I completely forgot about Xiao Yi. Humph, no wonder people say that those who are sentimental are usually butchers, and those who are unfaithful are usually scholars."

In his opinion, this sentence describes Song Hanchuan. Liu Zhiyi was really blind to defend him.

Jiang Xuanyan paused, then suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky.

At this moment, he finally figured out where the previous feeling of something wrong came from.

"So that's how it is. It's actually like that."

"Song Hanchuan is really...excellent. He even deceived me."

He told how the two young women had evaded the emperor's net for three years and how he could not find them.

It turned out that there was a Jinyiwei commander named Song Hanchuan who was escorting them!

No wonder he wanted to set a trap for him before leaving. It turned out that he wanted to trip him up so that he could get away completely.

What a good plan.

It’s a pity that now that he knows all this, all his efforts have been in vain.

Jiang Xuanyan's eyes were moist with laughter, and the corners of his eyes were crimson, and it was unclear whether he was overjoyed or angry.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing with a sinister and sharp light, like the king of the forest. People dared not look directly at him, as his eyes were full of determination to win.

Those eyes, as calm as a still well, suddenly burst with endless vitality and sharpness.

"Sanfu, draft an edict immediately. Song Hanchuan is suspected of treason and is wanted nationwide. His portrait must be dispatched to all government offices as quickly as possible."

"Also, gather the men. I want to go and get him myself."

Sanfu was shocked, "Your Majesty, please think twice. If you leave like this, what will happen to the court?"

The man stood calmly in the hall, his luxurious black robe making him look extremely majestic.

The bright sunlight shone on his fair face, reflecting countless faint rays of light.

His narrow and long phoenix eyes, coupled with his outline as if carved by a knife or an axe, made him look like a god in the sky, who could not be desecrated.

Slowly raised his eyebrows.

"General Pei is the pillar of our Jiang State. I am very confident in leaving the affairs of the court to him."

Sanfu was almost crying with anxiety.

General Pei has a weak mind. Are you sure you can trust him with the huge Jiang Kingdom?

Pei Yunchu:???

"Ayan, what do you mean? No, hey? Wait a minute, I..."

Before Pei Yunchu could react to what was happening, Jiang Xuanyan disappeared in an instant.

"Sanfu, what did the emperor just say? Where is he going in such a hurry?"

Sanfu took a deep breath and thought to himself, he couldn't stop the emperor, but he must not let Pei Yunchu escape again, otherwise, the court would be in chaos.

So, he put on his signature smile.

"General Pei, please take a seat first. I will explain the whole story to you."

In the end, no one knew how Sanfu deceived Pei Yunchu, but half an hour later, Pei Yunchu came out of the imperial study and took on the important task of regent.

…

As soon as Song Hanchuan came out of the palace, he took a carriage out of the city, and then changed to a thousand-mile horse that had been prepared long ago in the suburbs of Beijing, and galloped all the way to the ferry.

After working day and night, I finally arrived at the courtyard where my best friend was on the seventh night.

He didn't disturb anyone else. He washed off the dust from the journey, tiptoed into Liu Zhiyi's room, lifted the curtain, and went in.

Liu Zhiyi was not wearing pants and suddenly felt a pair of cold thighs wrapped around her legs, which scared her so much that she woke up suddenly.

Then I found that my body was surrounded by a pair of strong arms and a broad chest was pressed against my back.

The air was filled with the familiar scent of a man, wrapping her tightly.

Suddenly, my eyes became moist.

She turned around quickly and threw herself into the man's arms with all her strength. Three years of longing turned into tears of lovesickness, wetting the collar of Song Hanchuan's shirt.

"Xiaoyi, be good and don't cry. It's all my fault. I'm late."

Song Hanchuan's voice was gentle and affectionate, like the warm winter sun, the summer breeze, or like an inconspicuous feather, gently and softly sweeping across Liu Zhiyi's heart.

It caused countless ripples in her calm heart.

"Bad guy, you still remember to go home?"

Song Hanchuan felt relieved. After nearly twenty years, he finally had a home again.

Song Hanchuan's eyes widened, he curled his lips, closed his eyes and buried his head in Liu Zhiyi's collarbone.

He sniffed the woman's pleasant scent almost greedily, and the strength in his hands tightened again and again.

He held the woman's soft waist tightly and pulled her body into his arms, wishing he could merge the woman in his arms into his own body.

For three years, he missed the woman in his arms all the time and was almost driven crazy.

Now that he has the beauty in his arms, his heart is finally at peace, making him feel extremely secure and happy.

"It's all my fault. I'll accept any punishment Xiaoyi wants."

The person in his arms chuckled.

"You said it, so I... hey, I'm going to be rude."

As she spoke, she propped up her upper body and neatly stripped Song Hanchuan's upper body. Her soft hands wandered wantonly on Song Hanchuan's naked body.

The firm muscles, smooth lines, and cool and delicate touch, all of this made Liu Zhiyisha drool.

Song Hanchuan's heart trembled slightly.

He was extremely grateful that he still had this handsome appearance to please his beloved girl.

He pinched the tip of her nose gently, his tone doting and indulgent.

"Little pervert."

In the darkness, Liu Zhiyi pouted smugly.

"What's wrong with me touching my own man?"

The man laughed softly from his chest, "Okay, I'll let you touch everything, but it's just a small gesture. I..."

He wanted to say that he also wanted to please his woman.

Besides, matters in the bedroom should be done by men, so how can women be expected to serve him all the time?

Moreover, in the past three years, he has also read a lot of information and finally developed a set of techniques.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

His brows furrowed subconsciously. If he asked this, would Xiaoyi think that he was too reckless?