Chapter 27 He even dared to lay a hand on his elder brother's wife.

Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. Jiang Zhishui was easygoing and could sleep anywhere.

After removing her heavy jewelry and wedding dress, she climbed into bed with her long hair down. A familiar scent wafted towards her, causing her to pause in her crawling motion. Her body went limp, and she stretched out under the covers, closing her eyes with a good mood.

During the time she was separated from Jing Qianheng, she didn't feel anything. She just thought that they would meet again sooner or later, so there was no rush. She spent her time with Madam Jiang, playing chess, eating delicious pastries, being served by maids, and living the life of a young lady from the Chengyi Marquis's household, having everything she wanted. Her life couldn't be more comfortable.

However, she was more excited than she had imagined when she saw Jing Qianheng again.

She lay in bed, a slight smile on her lips, ready to drift off to sleep.

"stand up!"

A cold sword was pressed against his neck.

Jiang Zhishui's ears twitched, but she didn't open her eyes.

She was exhausted, her eyelids were heavy, and she was almost asleep. Her mind was hazy, and she was on the verge of waking up.

The figure on the bed leaned down, and as it approached, Jiang Zhishui suddenly opened her eyes. A tall man in front of her reached out and covered her mouth, coldly saying, "Don't shout!"

Can't things just stop for a while tonight?

One minute they're being kidnapped by Jing Qianheng's men, and the next they're finally getting a good night's sleep when another man in black shows up.

What kind of trick is this, where the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?

Jiang Zhishui dared not make any rash moves, and nodded slightly, her expression filled with fear.

The room was dark, and she couldn't see the person's face clearly. Judging from the voice, she felt that the person was probably not very old.

The man pulled her to her feet and held a knife to her neck.

Jiang Zhi dragged the water cup outside. The moonlight was bright, and the courtyard was extremely quiet.

Footsteps echoed in the corridor. The person pulled her into a crevice in the artificial hill. Jiang Zhishui glanced over and saw Su You's back.

The man held her, waiting for Su You to walk away. By the moonlight, he glanced at Jiang Zhishui's profile and whispered, "I didn't expect that Jing Qianheng would also play the 'keeping a mistress in a golden house' trick... Hey, what's your name?"

He brought the blade closer, his tone threatening, "I'm going to trade you for someone else, Jing Qianheng. Cooperate with me obediently, and I'll guarantee your life."

The man waited a moment, then urged, "Name! Answer me whatever I ask, do you hear me!"

Based on what this person said, Jiang Zhishui guessed that this person knew Jing Qianheng and might be Jing Qianheng's enemy.

He said he wanted to exchange her for someone else? So Jing Qianheng captured his people, and he wants to rescue his own?

Jiang Zhishui slowly turned around and saw the handsome, aloof, and youthful face of the boy. She honestly replied, "Jiang Zhishui."

The other person didn't seem that dangerous. He had clear eyes and was very careful when threatening her with a knife. His movements were well-controlled and he didn't hurt her at all.

Upon hearing Jiang Zhishui mention her name, the man looked astonished. "Are you kidding me? How could the daughter of Marquis Chengyi, Jiang Hanfeng, be here? Isn't she supposed to be marrying the Crown Prince in the next few days?"

"...Something went wrong at the wedding yesterday."

Jiang Zhishui thought that many people must be looking for her at this moment, and it would be more advantageous for her to spread the news of the Seventh Prince's forced marriage.

The Crown Prince is of noble birth and would certainly not take her as his Crown Princess. They were vying for power, and she was an innocent victim; the marriage was thus dissolved, and His Majesty could not hold the Jiang family accountable.

The man was shocked and exclaimed, "He...he stole the Crown Princess? Has Jing Qianheng gone mad? He even dares to lay a hand on his own brother's wife!"

He seemed quite shaken, lowering the knife he had been holding to Jiang Zhishui's neck. A slightly chilly night breeze blew by, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance. Jiang Zhishui sniffed it, and just as she sensed something was amiss, a sinister face suddenly appeared behind the man and knocked him unconscious with a single blow.