Shen Jiao: "..."

She said she couldn't understand the tyrant's rebellious nature, but she was deeply shocked. If she raised a child with that kind of personality, she would have to beat him three times a day, not just three times a day.

After satisfying her physical needs, Shen Jiao thought she could finally get a good night's sleep and have sweet dreams. She had been traveling all this time, and although the carriage was quite luxurious, it couldn't compare to a bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she closed her eyes, the person beside her shook her arm as if having an epileptic seizure. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, he simply pulled her into his arms and shook her.

"Hey, are you asleep? I can't sleep."

Shen Jiao: Hey, is this even a problem? Don't you have trouble sleeping every night? What's so strange or unusual about this?

She forced her eyes open, but finding she couldn't hold them open any longer, she simply closed them. "...Not yet, Your Majesty. If you can't sleep, what do you want to do?"

Hearing that she wasn't asleep yet, Ji Yan blinked and tightened her grip on her arm. "It's okay, go to sleep."

The fluffy hamster was soft and fragrant, much more comfortable to lean against than a regular pillow. He found that being near Shen Jiao calmed his troubled and anxious mood like never before, so he was willing to hug her more often.

Based on experience, Ji Yan, that bastard, would definitely cause trouble again. Shen Jiao decided to stay up for a simple and short night to avoid being woken up again. However, after waiting for a long time, the tyrant still did not make a move. As she stayed up, she calmed down and gradually fell asleep.

"Wake up, if you're asleep, wake up quickly." Ji Yan suddenly patted her back.

Shen Jiao suddenly woke up with a start. "What is it? What happened, Your Majesty?"

Ji Yan: "It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you that I can't sleep."

She indicated that she knew everything about this, and Shen Jiao, suppressing her anger, emphasized each word, "Besides that? Is there anything else?"

Her morning grumpiness is a bit strange. It's not that she has it when she wakes up, but rather that she wants to sleep, and after finally falling asleep, she is woken up, which makes her extremely angry and even a little aggrieved.

Ji Yan played with the black hair around her waist. "It's gone. Go to sleep quickly and don't talk. Staying up late will stunt your growth and cause hair loss."

Shen Jiao: "..."

Do you think I want to stay up all night? Are you outrageous, or is your brother even more outrageous?!

Now that things have come to this, she's not particularly tired anymore, especially since being woken up after falling into a deep sleep triggers her body's arousal.

She lay sprawled on the tyrant's body. To be honest, his muscles were too hard and uncomfortable. As she lay there, she realized that Ji Yan didn't react at all to a normal man's actions when faced with such a beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure like her. Could it be that he was in a bad mood because he was impotent? And that's why he was causing all this trouble?

Ji Yan noticed that the ruffled hamster was lost in thought again. "What are you thinking about now?"

Shen Jiao blurted out, "Is your manhood impotent?"

Ji Yan: "..."

Shen Jiao: "..." I'm sorry, this time it's not my mouth that's to blame, it's just that I couldn't control my mouth.

She was going crazy inside. Help! Help! Is there any assassin coming to knock Ji Yan unconscious? A generous reward will be given!

Despite her inner turmoil, she remained lying still, quietly feigning death. Just then, the tyrant flipped over and pinned her down, as if to prove his erection. Shen Jiao couldn't help but tense up.

Although she had been seen and touched, she was not ready to lose her virginity. "Your Majesty, you have been unable to sleep. Do you perhaps want me to accompany you to the outhouse?"

Ji Yan was taken aback, finding it rather amusing that the two of them would go to the toilet together. He squinted at her, picked her up, and walked out with great interest. "Oh, let's go then."

It sounds like she's fulfilling her hypocritical desires.

Shen Jiao: "..." Damn, suddenly I'm not so happy either.

...

The palace was noisy and bustling, and the county magistrate's office was also brightly lit, with no one resting. One candle after another burned out, and the candle wax condensed into delicate and casual red coral.

Upon hearing the report from the bailiffs, the magistrate's brows furrowed with anger. With a "crash," he swept all the ornaments, large and small, off the table, scattering shards of glass everywhere.

"Outrageous! Outrageous! You can't even catch a few outsiders? What use are you to me! Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

The head constable knelt on the ground and said cautiously, "My lord, please calm down. Actually, we have already found the pretty boy's whereabouts, but for some reason, he and the young lady suddenly disappeared. However, a man in white was left behind. I secretly followed him and found that he was heading towards the imperial palace."

Upon hearing the words "temporary palace," the county magistrate's face turned pale instantly, and he almost lost his footing. Although the tyrant was not in Rongcheng, his cruel and tyrannical reputation alone was enough to send chills down one's spine and inspire fear.

"How dare they..."

The head constable boldly guessed, "Sir, they say the most dangerous place is the safest place. Maybe those three were just taking a chance. After all, that person isn't at the palace right now, and besides, that pretty boy is quite skilled; he could easily sneak into the palace."

Upon hearing this, the magistrate paced back and forth in the room several times, his mustache almost splitting from being pulled apart. While his words did make some sense, compared to the Marquis of Anbo's mansion and the Sword Casting Manor, that one was truly the most terrifying.

If you displease that person, not only will the county magistrate's mansion disappear, but even the Marquis of Anbo's mansion and the Sword Casting Manor will vanish.

The magistrate got more and more frustrated. He accidentally stepped on some broken pieces of paper and flew into a rage, leaving the head of the yamen runners trembling with fear.

Just as he was hesitating, someone came to report that Young Master Mu from the Sword Casting Manor had arrived. Why was this big shot here again? He quickly went out to greet him.

Mu Yang cut to the chase, "What's going on? So much time has passed, and you still haven't caught them? Useless!"

Hearing him speak so casually, the county magistrate was extremely anxious. He was angry but dared not vent his anger. In fact, if it were just Mu Yang, there would be no need to panic. The main thing was that he had the Sword Casting Manor behind him, and he was also accompanied by that wicked woman, Yu Wushuang.

The magistrate swallowed his anger and had no choice but to repeat the report from the head of the yamen runners in detail, including the absurd conjecture.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yang smirked, "What audacity! You even dare to use His Majesty's palace as a shield. Pack your bags and come with me to arrest them!"

The magistrate thought he had misheard. He looked at the pitch-black night and said, "Now? Are you sure, Young Master Mu? Isn't it too late now? How about tomorrow morning?"

He had promised to go to the backyard to keep his concubine company today.

Mu Yang saw through the magistrate's despicable thoughts at a glance and sneered, "If you don't want trouble in your own backyard, then hurry up and follow me. By tomorrow morning, everyone will be nowhere to be found. I will not only take that pretty boy's life, but also take his dog's head to His Majesty to ask for a reward."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The magistrate was immediately intimidated, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then, remembering something, quickly asked, "Young Master Mu, what about Young Master Shen? Isn't he going with us?"

"Don't mention that coward in front of me!" Mu Yang said with disgust.

If it weren't for Shen Qingye's cowardice, incompetence, and timidity, he wouldn't have been so angry as to want to cut off that pretty boy's head. Thinking of the harm Shen Yu had suffered, his heart ached.