"You're kidding me!" Li Changzhou flicked her forehead, stood up, and said, "Let's go. Go get me Qinglan's letter and get some rest. Little Radish will stay with me for now."

"Sigh—" Little Radish sighed deeply, struggling to climb the 'Chu-Han River Boundary'.

The 'Chu-Han River Boundary' flapped its wings and faded back into a butterfly, a beautiful citrus swallowtail butterfly (according to Ms. Yang's guidance afterward).

Back in the shantytown, Li Qianxia took out the letter Yang Qinglan had written that morning and gave it to Li Changzhou.

Before parting, she hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother."

"Um?"

"I want to replace Wolf Howl and Flathead Mud Wasp Powerful Neurotoxin."

Li Changzhou looked at her with some doubt, waiting for her to continue.

"I'm not going to learn Wolf Howl anymore. I don't think it would be of any use. Flat-headed Mud Wasp... It sounds powerful and can control others, but precisely because it's so powerful, even a B-level skill is useless. In crucial moments, I might not even be able to hit anyone."

"We can exchange the wolf howl for the flat-headed mud wasp, but we'll keep it for now."

Li Qianxia thought for a moment and nodded.

She added, "Brother, am I being too unambitious, giving up halfway through learning how to howl like a wolf?"

“Hmm, lacking ambition but pragmatic. Do you think being pragmatic is better, or having ambition?” Li Changzhou asked her.

Li Qianxia hesitated for a moment before replying, "They're all the same, it depends on the situation."

“Qianxia,” Li Changzhou said to his sister, “you don’t need to force yourself to be ambitious, to become a certain kind of person, or to do a certain kind of thing. What suits you best is the best.”

".....Um."

Li Changzhou smiled and said, "Just do what you like, leave the rest to me."

Li Qianxia punched her older brother: "If you're so good at coaxing your sister, why don't you go and coax Qinglan?"

"Are you shy?"

"climb!"

"Go ahead and climb. You can keep all the ID cards for now and choose whichever you like."

"Get out of here, I'm going to bed."

"Living in a shantytown is truly miserable."

Li Qianxia immediately drew the Desert Eagle her brother had given her, intending to shoot the man in front of her a few times.

Little Radish was very curious about what they were talking about, but the advice to avoid death and prolong life was not to ask, not to ask, not to ask.

Li Changzhou returned to the Marshal's Mansion with Little Radish and Butterfly.

The little butterfly landed directly in the garden full of peonies, turning into the color of the peonies, so that it could both suck nectar and be hidden from people.

Actually, given its small size (about the size of two palms), even if someone sees it, they might only exclaim in surprise, and not many people would take it too seriously.

Only Little Radish, a tiny person the size of a palm, with a curvaceous figure, would be mistaken for a monster or a citizen of the Lilliputian kingdom in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Little Radish stood on Li Changzhou's shoulder, and Li Changzhou quietly returned to his room.

As he walked, he thought about what had happened that night. Li Bichang was dead, and from now on, the situation in Songcheng would be truly unpredictable.

Little Radish suddenly shrank onto his back, hanging there as if clinging to a cliff.

Li Changzhou slowed his steps, flicked his wrist, and prepared to unsheathe the Emerald Bee Sword at any moment.

Li Changzhou walked into the bedroom as if nothing had happened, but the scene before him... made him feel suffocated.

On the bed, Li Biwei was wearing a thin nightgown, her two long, jade-like legs bare. She supported her temple with her left hand and played with a pearl necklace that looked like a string of beads with her right hand.

"Where did you go?" she asked, looking up at him, her voice lazy and soft.

For some people with certain peculiar tastes, this scene might be quite interesting, but Li Changzhou's instinctive reaction was to immediately call the police.

"I was feeling bored, so I went for a walk around for a bit." Li Changzhou walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Little Radish slid off his back and dashed to the bedside, her back pressed against the edge of the bed—instinct told her that this was the safest place, right under the nose of the woman on the bed!

"You didn't even glance at me. Did you go to your sister-in-law's bed or your fifth concubine's bed?" Li Biwei fiddled with the pearl necklace with her right hand, making it look more like a hanging bead.

"I really went out for a walk, and walked all the way to a place called Elm Tree Alley."

"Come here, take off your pants so I can smell them."

“…Biwei, I’m not in the mood right now. I’m thinking about how to beat my older brother every day, and the pressure is immense.”

"When you're in a bad mood or under a lot of pressure, shouldn't you do this kind of thing even more? Come on, bro~ bro~~" Li Biwei placed her hand on her leg and gently stroked it.

That "brother" almost made Li Changzhou lose his mind—a loss of mind due to disgust.

“Biwei,” he said calmly, suppressing the complex emotions surging within him, “I’ve thought about it seriously. You’re an adult now, and this kind of relationship between us should end.”

"You think that by cutting ties with me now, Li Xinghua will let you go?" Li Biwei sneered.

“It has nothing to do with that.” Li Changzhou shook his head gently. “Not only you, but also Zhong Yingru and Fifth Concubine, I will sever ties with them.”

Li Biwei didn't speak, but quietly looked at him.

After a while, she asked in a flat tone, "What's the reason?"

"I met someone I truly wanted to like."

"who?"

"A female entertainer."

"Spring Emperor?"

"no."

Li Biwei gave a disdainful sneer, without any hint of a smile.

The lights were on inside, but the room was pitch black. It was early May, almost early summer, yet Li Biwei felt a chill all over her body.

She turned around and pulled the blanket over herself: "I'm going to sleep."

Li Changzhou, with his keen senses, smelled the moisture. He stood up and walked out of the room.

"What about me?! What about me?!"—Little Radish, clinging tightly to the edge of the bed, desperately tried to communicate with him.

The next morning, before the sun had risen, Li Biwei came out of her room, glanced at Li Changzhou who had been sitting in the courtyard all night, and left without looking back.

When Li Changzhou returned to the room, Xiao Luobo was sitting on the bed with his legs wrapped around his waist, looking like a sculpture, exuding an air of self-deception.

Ignoring her, he lay down on the bed where Li Biwei's scent still lingered and fell asleep.

Just as he woke up after the sun came out, Li Biwei blew in like a gust of wind.

She threw herself on Li Changzhou, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"Brother, are you afraid that Father will find out that you killed our eldest brother, and you don't want to implicate me, is that right?"

"Brother, I knew it! I even used a curse on you last night, wanting to die with you. Luckily, the curse would cause you three months of pain before it would be fatal!"

"......"

"Come on, brother, take your medicine." Li Biwei wiped away her tears and held her tear-stained finger to Li Changzhou's lips.

“…” Li Changzhou dipped a little in and put it in his mouth.

Pulling open the shirt at the chest, a bug crawled out of the heart.