Yan An led Yue Xiyuan up to the roof. "An An really knows how to find a good spot."

"That's right, this is a perfect spot to watch the show. You won't be seen, and you can see the whole hall clearly."

Bai Zhi placed the brewed tea on the table next to Yan Shaoheng.

"Are General Yan and Princess An here? I have been waiting for a long time and no one has come. Do you not take me seriously?"

Bai Zhi sneered inwardly. They still take them seriously? Their young lady didn't even put her heels on the ground, yet they still take them seriously? This Prince Heng is too good at making jokes.

[Could it be that this King Heng of Yan is a fool and blind? Even a three-year-old could see whether he takes us seriously or not, yet he still asks.]

"Please wait a moment, Your Highness. We would never dare to inquire about your master's affairs."

After saying that, Bai Zhi quickly left the hall, without even giving Yan Shaoheng a chance to say another word.

"Master, should we continue to wait?"

"Wait, I want to see what Yan An is capable of that makes me want to cooperate with her."

Yan Shaoheng looked at the teacup on the table and found it familiar. He lifted the lid and saw the tea leaves, tattered and torn by insects, floating on the surface.

Just as he thought, "Childish! They really do things like a pair."

Hearing this from the side, Yue Xiyuan gently leaned close to Yan An's ear, his warm breath tickling Yan An's ear.

“An’an, did you hear that? He said we are a match made in heaven.”

"Hmm, that's a good compliment."

If Yan Shaoheng knew that Yan An and the other person had taken his words as a compliment, he would probably think that the two of them were even more alike.

Just as Yan Shaoheng lifted the lid of the teacup, a familiar scent instantly filled the entire room.

"Cheng Ying, can you smell anything?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is a flavor that is very familiar, but very faint. I hadn't noticed it until you mentioned it."

Just then, Yan Shaoheng clutched his chest, his brows furrowed, his face pale, and he groaned in pain, as if every inch of his body was aching.

Yan Shaoheng clenched his fists, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his body trembled as if he were experiencing unbearable pain.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Tea! It's tea! The tea contains water from the Tianshan Mountains!"

Yan Shaoheng took out a small porcelain bottle from his chest, poured out a pill, swallowed it, and after a while, the painful sensation gradually disappeared.

Yan An, who was watching the commotion from the rooftop, nudged Yue Xiyuan, "They're here, they're here."

"It seems that Yan Shaoheng does indeed have Gu worms in his body."

"Judging from this reaction speed, I guess there are more than one or two in his body. Perhaps Yan Shaoheng's body is a vessel for raising Gu."

"Perhaps the last time Yan Shaoheng lost his composure was because of the tea you and I drank?"

"It's possible that the taste of the Tianshan water will be greatly reduced after heating, and it's almost undetectable under normal circumstances, but its efficacy remains the same. Perhaps that's why he wasted such a small drop of Tianshan water today."

Cheng Ying carried the "culprit" outside, and as she was about to fall over, Bai Zhi happened to see her.

“This is Prince Heng’s guard. Is the tea at the Yan residence not to Prince Heng’s liking? This tea has not been served even before it is poured away.”

"Oh, there's a bug in there. I was just about to ask you to make me another cup."

"This insect is so blind, it actually fell into Prince Heng's tea. I'll go and brew him another cup right away."

"Thank you very much, young lady."

Bai Zhi lifted the lid of the teacup and found only tattered tea leaves and not a single insect inside. She immediately realized that there must be something wrong with what her young mistress had asked her to put in the cup.

Bai Zhi brewed another cup of tea and poured in the remaining Tianshan water from the bottle.

"Please enjoy your meal, Prince Heng."

Bai Zhi placed the teacup on the table and left immediately.

Because the teacup was a chipped cup that had been secretly sourced from the Dark Fourth Collection, and Bai Zhi had added a lot of water from the Tianshan Mountains, the aroma of the Tianshan water spread throughout the entire room along the chipped cup.

Yan Shaoheng bit his lower lip tightly, his body stiff, and his eyes revealed an indescribable pain.

He poured all the pills from the porcelain bottle into his hand and swallowed them whole to barely suppress the restlessness in his body.

"Fortunately, we prepared more medicine today."

Yan Shaoheng couldn't imagine what would have happened if he hadn't brought so much medicine with him today; his condition would likely have been completely different, perhaps even worse than usual.

"Master, how come the Yan residence has water from the Tianshan Mountains?"

After Yan Shaoheng calmed down, he also fell into deep thought. [The water of Tianshan is rare and precious; even Ying has never returned unscathed from Tianshan. Why would the Yan family use Tianshan water to test him?]

If Yan An found out, she would definitely laugh at Yan Shaoheng for being so ignorant, since Yan An has no shortage of Tianshan water.

Today, Yan An tested Yan Shaoheng with the water from Tianshan, which made him even more convinced that Yan An had more than just one or two bottles of Tianshan water.

"Yan An probably really does have Tianshan water, and maybe more than one or two bottles."

"Does Master mean that she has more than a dozen bottles of Tianshan water?"

"It might be more than that; there are probably hundreds of bottles of water from Tianshan Mountain poured into this tea."

A greedy smile played on Yan Shaoheng's lips; he was clearly plotting something.

He stared greedily at the precious treasure, his eyes revealing longing and possessiveness.

"These two are really overestimating themselves. Who do they think they are, with hundreds of bottles?"

"Exactly, hundreds of bottles, who do they think they are?"

Yue Xiyuan chimed in from the side; the two of them were incredibly childish, barely teenagers combined.

“But An’an, it seems Yan Shaoheng has already made his plans. Maybe I should just take care of him now.”

"A prince of the mighty Yan Kingdom died in the Yue Kingdom. Aren't you worried about your elder brother?"

"Then we'll deal with him after he leaves the Moon Kingdom."

"I guess Yan Shaoheng is still alive and well, so his shadow must be quite something."

Yue Xiyuan nodded. Although he had dealt with many Shadows, both openly and secretly, this organization seemed to have an endless supply of new assassins.

"Nothing can escape An'an's sharp eyes."

"In that case, I'll take care of Yan Shaoheng, and you can take care of Ying, how about that?"

"Okay, I'll do whatever An'an says."

"That's enough, let's go down. If we wait any longer, Yan Shaoheng will probably lose his temper."