Liu Yan had prepared himself for a fiery temper, but he did not expect the Sixth Prince to be so calm and cooperative.

Little did he know that for Qin Zhaoyue, getting up at midnight was no big deal at all.

My biological clock had been running for over a decade, and I hadn't slept at all back then. It was fundamentally different from waking up at three or four in the morning.

Sui Mo pretended to be asleep on the bed, and glared fiercely at Liu Yan before leaving.

Even though the other party was a commander of the Xuanji Guard, or even a powerful expert in the Divine Martial Realm, his eyes were sharp as knives, full of warning.

Liu Yan ignored it, pretending not to see it.

It's all Yaoguang's fault for spreading rumors! It has damaged his reputation. How dare he disrespect the princess?

An invisible "force" enveloped them, and Liu Yan gently supported Qin Zhaoyue's forearm, and in a few flashes they left the courtyard.

Qin Zhaoyue pursed her lips, her heart pounding wildly: This is the Divine Martial Realm! It's too amazing!

If she had that kind of power, would Little Broken Ink dare to talk back to her? How could the maids possibly guard against her while washing her?

But considering Liu Yan's reputation, that old bastard has probably done quite a few of these kinds of things...

At this moment, Liu Yan's perception of his surroundings was extremely keen, and he noticed the strange look in the princess's eyes.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"Tsk... I don't get involved unless it's absolutely necessary."

Flowing Flame: ...

With a Divine Martial Realm expert like Liu Yan, who is most skilled in speed, it felt like he arrived at the magistrate's residence in the blink of an eye.

This was Qin Zhaoyue's first time visiting. The three-courtyard house was neither poor nor luxurious, but rather quite ordinary.

At this hour, the main house in the backyard is still lit up.

Inside the bedroom, three dishes were laid out on the table in front of Zhou Yanqing, who poured himself a drink.

However, there was a wine glass opposite him, which didn't seem like he was waiting for someone.

Just then, the door was pushed open. Zhou Yanqing frowned, feeling resentful. He thought, "They're really getting more and more ignorant of manners."

He had just raised his eyes to reprimand her, but his eyes widened and he gasped, "This..."

Qin Zhaoyue stood with her hands behind her back, a mocking expression on her face, and a faint, cold smile playing on her lips.

She naturally sensed the situation inside the room; the two wine glasses were not for a banquet, so it must have been for a memorial service.

It's unclear whether this was a tribute to his former mentor or to the constable Jiang, whom he had personally "sent to the underworld."

Even after the door closed again, Zhou Yanqing was still in a daze, completely unaware that some wine had spilled from his glass and soaked his sleeve.

"Magistrate Zhou has a refined taste."

The moment Qin Zhaoyue spoke, Zhou Yanqing subconsciously glanced out the window, his face showing barely suppressed terror.

Liu Yan chuckled, "Don't worry, Magistrate, that old steward is sleeping soundly and won't wake up."

With his chest heaving violently, Zhou Yanqing knew that this time he was probably doomed.

For days he had been the target of ridicule, but now he stood openly in his bedroom.

Who would have thought that this Sixth Prince was all an imposter?

He didn't put on any act of being clueless or unaware; he just sat there blankly, looking somewhat dazed.

Qin Zhaoyue sat down opposite her with a nonchalant air, glanced at the wine glass in front of her, and said, "I don't have time to argue with you. Speak up quickly."

Seeing that he remained silent, Liu Yan took out the portrait from his bosom and unfolded it in front of him.

Zhou Yan glanced at it and felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

What happened? They actually found this person!

I originally thought that it was Chiyan County that gave him away, but now it seems that's not the case.

Otherwise, how could they have traced this person so far, given that only a few days have passed since the underground dam in Mingyan County was built?

For a moment, his face turned ashen and his mind was in turmoil.

“Magistrate Zhou, there’s no need to struggle. The evidence of illegal mining is conclusive. You can’t escape.”

After a few breaths, Zhou Yanqing exhaled a deep breath, drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, and poured himself another cup.

"I had no idea that His Highness the Sixth Prince was so refined and cultured," she said, glancing at the man who was putting away the portrait. "And who is this?"

“Xuanji Guard Commander, Liuyan.”

Zhou Yanqing smiled bitterly, completely giving up hope.

Xuanji Guard, with its power reaching the heavens, what possibility of struggle does it have left?

But the more he did this, the calmer he became, and he drank it all in one gulp again.

"How may I help you?"

"Let's talk about the man in the portrait first."

"I don't know," Zhou Yanqing replied crisply, as if he were waiting for the other party to ask so he could refuse outright.

Since it was a late-night visit, they certainly didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

As a county magistrate, any accident would surely raise alarm, and investigating the case again would not be so simple.

"Oh ho," Qin Zhaoyue raised an eyebrow, feeling uncomfortable at the sight of the other person's calm demeanor.

When I watched dramas before, the villains would jump all over the protagonist's face, so why would the protagonist keep them alive? Just kill them!

"If I remember correctly, Magistrate Zhou has a son and a daughter who are studying in Fengjing, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanqing raised his head, a hint of turmoil flickering in his eyes.

He never expected that it would be the Sixth Princess who made the threat, and in such a direct way at that.

“If I tell them, they will surely die a violent death; if I don’t tell them, they may still live.”

"Sixth Prince, when the truth is revealed to the world, I will present the list and ledgers of the illicit gains, hoping only to save my children's lives."

Qin Zhaoyue laughed, "You're overthinking it. They won't live to see that day."

Zhou Yanqing narrowed his eyes and stared intently, "What does Your Highness mean by that? Does the Xuanji Guard and the imperial court intend to resort to private torture?"

Qin Zhaoyue's smile widened, and she pointed to herself.

"Don't you want to take another look at who I am? The Sixth Princess! What's the big deal about killing two insignificant people?"

"You won't talk, huh? Tonight, a secret letter will travel 800 li to the capital. In less than seven days, you'll receive the heads of your two children. How about that?"

"you!"

Zhou Yanqing's eyes widened in anger, his expression fierce like a demon. He was about to slam his fist on the table and stand up when he found that his body was being held down tightly and he could not move at all.

Seeing the way the other person was broken down, Qin Zhaoyue smiled brightly, her fingers twirling the ends of her hair, feeling much better.

That's right, why play the role of a villain who's always on solid ground?

【ps】Data is starting to drop rapidly, o(╥﹏╥)o

Masaka, is this the end...?

No! ~~~