Mu Wenyao covered his face, feeling like giving up: No wonder it’s so hard for the prince to pursue the princess, all of them are holding him back! How could those two drivers be so stupid? How could they show the silver ingot to the princess? It’s not like they didn’t understand the Jingnan Army’s code! It’s his fault, why did he use a silver ingot and make such a big mistake? He should throw something else next time!

"This matter is strange and must be investigated thoroughly!" Sikong Zhan threw the silver ingot out, "Qiao Fei, go and find out the source of this silver ingot quickly. I want to see who is secretly plotting to murder me!" After saying that, he covered his chest and coughed twice.

Coachman Qiao Fei took the silver ingot and looked in the direction of Mu Wenyao: "This seems to have been thrown by the prince? Is there any need to investigate?"

Seeing that Qiao Fei was dumbfounded and had no reaction, Sikong Zhan lowered the curtain and ordered: "Keep driving, don't waste time." This driver should be replaced, he is too stupid!

"Your Highness is seriously injured. You must drive carefully." Lin Jinghan added, took out the golden needle, forced a smile, and looked at Sikong Zhan, "Your Highness, you are seriously injured. Lie down quickly and let me treat you."

Having just hugged the princess, and now being able to have close contact with her again under the pretext of treating her illness, Sikong Zhan was in a very good mood and lay down obediently. "Actually, I'm fine, Jinghan, you don't have to worry."

Lin Jinghan finally noticed that Sikong Zhan's way of addressing her had changed. She raised her eyebrows, rubbed her face secretly, and changed to a bigger gold needle. "It hurts, Your Highness, please bear with it!" With a stern face and without mercy, he began to insert the needles, specifically targeting the painful spots. Even someone as patient as Sikong Zhan groaned in pain. After he was done, he still tried to put on a smile and told Lin Jinghan not to worry.

Seeing Sikong Zhan's face, pale with pain and covered in sweat, Lin Jinghan withdrew the needle with satisfaction and wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead. "I'm so tired. I need to rest for a while. Don't call me until we're there."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and took a nap, ignoring everyone.

The carriage stopped in front of a luxurious inn. The driver jumped out, put the stool on the ground, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Princess, we've arrived."

At the same time, Qiao Fei, holding a token, went to inform the person guarding the door of the inn.

Sikong Zhan got off the car first and moved the seat aside without leaving any trace. When Lin Jinghan got off the car, he stretched out his hand, meaning that she should hold his hand to get off the car.

In front of outsiders, one still had to save face for Prince Jingnan. Lin Jinghan did not refuse and put her hand on his arm and got out of the car. Unexpectedly, when she was about to take her hand back, Sikong Zhan held it tightly.

She instinctively wanted to break free, but Sikong Zhan was determined to pull her away. How could she break free with that little strength? Lin Jinghan had no choice but to let him pull her. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so she didn't need to force a smile. No matter what expression she had on her face, no one could see it. This was an unexpected benefit of wearing a mask.

The four of them were respectfully welcomed in. Surprisingly, there were no guests in the huge inn, only guards on guard.

They were led to the No. 1 room. Without waiting for the guards to report, the door opened automatically. Sikong Zhan took Lin Jinghan's hand and strode in.

"Old friend, you are so mean. I have been looking for you for so long and you are still willing to show up."

Before she saw the person, she heard a familiar voice. Lin Jinghan knew without hesitation that this was the Baili Zhe Sikong Zhan had mentioned—the man in the golden mask who had been poisoned by her golden needles last time. Since Sikong Zhan didn't want her to say anything, she just stood there obediently, not saying a word.

"I am very busy, unlike you who are so idle and still have the time to come all the way to my Donglin to enjoy the beautiful scenery and have fun." Sikong Zhan pulled Lin Jinghan to sit down, and with the attitude of a complete host, he poured a cup of tea for himself and Lin Jinghan, "You only have time for a cup of tea."

Baili Zhe wanted to talk to Sikong Zhan for a few more words, but Sikong Zhan didn't want to give him the chance at all. He endured the pain in his arm that felt like being bitten by millions of insects and ants, and said with a frown, "I'm so tired, so proud of myself. I'm ...

"Antidote!"

"One million taels, and I'll give you the antidote. Otherwise, forget it." One million taels, five hundred thousand taels each for him and Jinghan, would just cover the loss on Jinghan's makeup tomorrow...

The dignified King Jingnan actually blackmailed him! Baili Zhe almost laughed out of anger: "King Jingnan, are you still short of money?"

"No need." Sikong Zhan said as a matter of course, "As the Sixth Prince of Xiqi State, your arm should be exchanged for one million taels to live up to your status."

It seems that the King of Jingnan asked for money because of his consideration! Baili Zhe was really amused by this, "Sikong Zhan..."

Lin Jinghan finished the last tea in the cup and kindly reminded: "Your Highness, I'm done." It's time for a cup of tea.

"Let's go home." Sikong Zhan stood up, took Lin Jinghan's hand as usual, and strode outside.

"Sikong Zhan!" Baili Zhe's face was almost green with anger. He immediately chased after him and said through gritted teeth, "One million taels is one million taels."

He didn't forget to glare at Lin Jinghan: "You just keep drinking tea while we're talking. How can you count a cup of tea like this? Are you here to ruin our conversation?"

Sikong Zhan stopped, turned around, and shook his finger without hesitation, "One million taels was the price of a cup of tea before. You are right, I am not short of money. Asking for money is too superficial, so I changed my mind."

Baili Zhe's chest heaved violently, infuriated by Sikong Zhan's backtracking and haggling. He had always been well-educated, so he swallowed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth and said through gritted teeth, "If you have anything from my Xiqi Kingdom that you like, just ask. As long as I can do it, it's all good."

He had been suffering greatly from the poison Lin Jinghan had given him these days, and had sought out Sikong Zhan several times, only to be turned away. Finally, Sikong Zhan was willing to see him. He knew this might be his only chance to obtain the antidote, and he had already prepared himself for a rip-off, refusing to bargain. Besides, Sikong Zhan wasn't one to bargain; he was the kind of man who allowed officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps!

"I heard that the dragon pearls from Xiqi Country are not only beautiful, but also beautify and nourish the skin if worn regularly. If the Sixth Prince can give me ten of them, I can make a bracelet for the princess. I can also give you the antidote."

Baili Zhe's eyes widened, his face turning green with anger. Their Xiqi Nation's Dragon Pearl was a treasure for tempering meridians. Wearing it constantly while practicing would yield twice the results with half the effort. Wearing it year-round could even invisibly improve one's aptitude. For a martial artist, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! And yet, in the words of the King of Jingnan, it was just a beauty enhancement?!

Such a precious treasure, and he actually wanted ten of them to make a bracelet!

Did he know that in Xiqi, even among the wealthy and powerful families, except for the geniuses of the direct lineage, few others could possess a dragon pearl!