After listening to Jun Molin's words, Yun Qingran took out the "Three Phoenix Jade Slip" and looked at it over and over for a long time. There was nothing wrong with the book or the words; it was just some words of blessing.

The characters on the Three Phoenix Jade Slips are interchangeable with those on this continent. The woman who survived that year, and the countless books on that giant ship, taught the fishermen to read; therefore, the characters on the two continents should be quite similar.

"Keep this safe. Although the book may not seem to have any practical use for the time being, it is of extraordinary significance and is priceless."

"Yes, I will keep it safe." Yun Qingran nodded.

The carriage arrived at the palace gate. Ning Jitang said, "Your Highness, Prince of Beihan, Ranran, I will get off the carriage first."

“I’ll go with you.” Yun Qingran quickly grabbed Ning Jitang’s hand and helped her down from the carriage.

Looking at the carriage that had suddenly become empty, Jun Molin felt as if his heart had also become empty.

"Ranran, why did you come down with me?" Ning Jitang asked, looking at Yun Qingran who got out of the car with her.

"Want to hitch a ride with you?" Yun Qingran replied.

“No, what I mean is, you won’t let His Highness the Prince of Beihan send you back?” Ning Jitang asked.

"I don't have any connection with him, how could I possibly ask him to take me home?" Yun Qingran shrugged and looked at Ning Jitang seriously.

Ning Jitang squinted at her, as if to say, "Do you think I believe your nonsense?"

"Let's go, let's go, I'm exhausted, let's go home and sleep." Yun Qingran yawned, she was so tired after a long day!

"Okay, let's go." Ning Jitang waved his hand, signaling for the Ning family's carriage to come over.

"Pei Chen, take that small path over there," Jun Molin's voice came from inside the carriage.

"Where are you going, Your Highness?" Pei Chen asked. When the prince wanted to take the back path, it meant he was leaving the carriage to run errands, but it seemed there was nothing to do today.

"Private matter." Jun Molin uttered two words succinctly and then fell silent.

"Yes," Pei Chen said, then told the driver to take the side path.

The carriage entered the alley, the curtain moved, and there was no sound from inside.

"Your movements are as swift as a shadow; Your Highness's martial arts are getting stronger and stronger." Pei Chen was filled with envy, wondering when his own martial arts would reach such a level.

Under the cover of night, Jun Molin arrived at the post station where the three kingdoms' envoys were located. The post station was heavily guarded and had many hidden sentries, but he entered the post station as if it were empty, easily and smoothly. He arrived at the small building where Nangong Ye was staying and landed at the door of his room.

"That bitch Yun Qingran, I will definitely kill her!" Nangong Ye roared in a low voice, his whip lashing hard against the beauty's fair and smooth back.

The beauty's entire back was a bloody mess, dripping with blood, and she was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, grimacing in agony. But she dared not move; if she did, she would face an even more brutal punishment.

"Isn't Yun Qingran supposed to be an ugly woman, hated by everyone and incredibly stupid? How come the reality is so different from the rumors?" Tired of beating her, Nangong Ye put down the whip, sat back in his chair, and asked the guard beside him.

“Yun Qingran used to be a hideous, incredibly ugly woman, but a few months ago, something happened that caused her personality to change drastically. She became intelligent and quick-witted, and even became proficient in medicine. A little over a month ago, she suddenly became thinner and more beautiful,” the guard replied.

"Hmph, she must be a vixen." Nangong Ye snorted in disgust.

"Your Highness, please rest. The lights in the other two buildings are off," the guard reminded him.

"Hmm." Nangong Ye nodded, not wanting others to think he was so angry he couldn't sleep.

"Do you need someone to keep you company tonight?" the guard asked considerately.

"No need, get lost." He wasn't angry unless the topic of women came up, but he started getting angry again.

The fact that he could only last fifteen minutes was revealed by that bitch Yun Qingran. It won't be long before the whole world knows he's impotent! What's the difference between that and having your underwear pulled down?!

Ahhhhhh... Nangong Ye's mind went completely mad again!

Seeing that Nangong Ye was about to get angry again, the guards hurriedly brought the beauty out and closed the door.

Nangong Ye blew out the candle and, still angry, prepared to go to bed. As he walked towards the bed, he suddenly sensed another person appearing in front of him.

He immediately turned around to shout, but the next second, someone stood in front of him with lightning speed, silenced him by pressing his pressure point, and then his jaw was removed and put back on repeatedly...

The process was excruciating; his entire face felt like it was being pricked with needles, and in the end, he fainted from the pain.

After Nangong Ye fainted, Jun Molin finally released him, threw him to the ground, and then kicked him hard.

"You think you're worthy of marrying Yun Qingran? You even want her as a concubine." With that, she kicked him hard again.

After doing all this, he vanished through the window in a flash, and the room fell silent, as if no one had ever been there.

"My lord, it was already very dangerous for you to go to the Northern Yin Palace disguised as a follower tonight. Even if it means my death, I will make sure you enter the heavily guarded Northern Yin Inn." Zhao Xingyun knelt before Wu Yuan, looking as if he were ready to die for his country.

The lord has gone mad for some reason. Tonight, he first disguised himself as a follower of the Southern Chu and entered the Northern Yin palace. Now he's going to arrange accommodations for the delegations from the three kingdoms. He won't say what he's going to do.

"You should know that no threat is effective against me." Wu Yuan looked coldly at Zhao Xingyun.

Zhao Xingyun lowered his head. That was true. His lord was a cold-blooded and ruthless man who only cared about the world. Threatening him with his death was really overestimating himself.

“My lord, you may go, but you must tell me why you are going to the post station.” Zhao Xingyun gave up trying to persuade Wuyuan not to go, but at least he needed to know why he was going in, otherwise how could he explain it to the high priest.

"Go teach one person a lesson." After saying this, Wu Yuan's figure had already disappeared in front of Zhao Xingyun.

"My lord..." Zhao Xingyun looked around, not knowing which way to call out.

The lord's martial arts skills are becoming increasingly terrifying.

When Nangong Ye woke up, he felt a sharp pain as soon as he opened his mouth slightly, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

The vague statement translates to: If I find out who's so despicable as to come and rip my jaw out late at night, I'll tear them to pieces.

He stumbled to his feet, intending to go out and inform the guards that he had been attacked. Just as he reached the door, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Aaaaaah..." Nangong Ye was so frightened that he kept backing away.

That bastard is back again?

"Ah!!" Nangong Ye clenched his fist and punched the dark figure. He was also a martial arts expert with high skills.

The fist slammed into a spot a finger's width away from the shadowy figure, who suddenly grabbed the fist, dislocated the man's arm, then put it back on, then dislocated the man's arm again, then put it back on...

This continued until Nangong Ye fainted from the pain again, at which point the dark figure silently left.