Jiang Yuetong seemed to remember something.

"By the way, you impersonated the seventh prince of the Demon Clan and appeared openly beside me. Didn't they suspect anything?"

Lu Jingliang's eyes were full of smiles, and he said in a gentle voice, "Of course those good-for-nothings had their suspicions."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong nodded thoughtfully, signaling him to continue.

"The seventh prince of the demon race was already out of favor, and he was a weak and sickly man who could not take care of himself. Apart from the few people who took care of him, almost no one had ever seen his true face."

So after I came out of Wanchuan Forest, the first thing I did was to kidnap him and bring him back. Then I pretended to be him and came to find you. Those old idiots were very suspicious when they saw that the Seventh Prince's illness had suddenly been cured.

He even made me use magic in public to prove I was a demon. Before any other doubts were dispelled, he knew I was attached to him, and those doubts naturally disappeared.

Jiang Yuetong smiled and asked, "Why?"

"Madam is second only to the emperor in the Eastern Region, surrounded by countless capable people. What difficulty would it be for her to cure a sickly person?" Lu Jingliang moved even closer, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

Noticing his unusual behavior, Jiang Yuetong instinctively grabbed his arm that was wrapped around her waist, her tone slightly warning: "Behave yourself, or I'll throw you down."

Lu Jingliang said in a low, hoarse voice, "Okay."

That's what he said, but not long after, he pressed himself against her again, his hoarse voice deep as he said, "My lady smells so good."

Jiang Yuetong's face darkened instantly; she knew that Lü Jingliang had done it on purpose.

so……

She bound Lü Jingliang with a binding rope and threw him into a luxurious sedan chair.

With each step Jiang Yuetong took riding the Flaming Cloud Black Panther, the two celestial horse beasts behind her took a step as well. Lu Jingliang, who was dozens of meters away from her, said sincerely, "Madam, I was wrong!"

Jiang Yuetong snorted twice and said, "I don't believe you. You just stay inside quietly."

Lü Jingliang: "..."

Sigh, I knew he shouldn't have teased the lady.

...

As time passed, night soon fell.

Jiang Yuetong found an inn in town, paid the bill, and then returned to the sedan chair to release Lü Jingliang, who gave her a resentful look.

Jiang Yuetong raised an eyebrow: "Let's go."

Seeing that she turned and left after she finished speaking, without any intention of coaxing him, Lü Jingliang quickly caught up with her and reached out to take her hand.

Jiang Yuetong glanced at it sideways and smiled faintly.

The two arrived at the inn and, as soon as they entered, saw a group of people dressed in the attire of the Holy Sword Sect walking towards them.

After they left the inn, Jiang Yuetong remained rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed on one of the men in the group.

The other person seemed to notice as well, and turned around to look at them.

His dark eyes held a complex expression.

For some reason, seeing such a beautiful woman, he felt not amazed, but rather somewhat afraid.

He saw her when he left the inn and this situation occurred, which he couldn't understand at all.

Jiang Yuetong was also somewhat surprised at this moment.

That man was not only the ninth prince of the Martial Heaven Empire, but also one of the people she released after crippling their spiritual power.

Jiang Yuetong was somewhat surprised to see him again.

Surprisingly, his spiritual root was intact, and his cultivation level seemed to have reached a higher level.

"Is it pretty?" Lu Jingliang asked sourly from the side.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuetong glanced at him speechlessly, then pulled him quickly towards the room on the second floor.

She needs to figure out what's going on.

Those people were released only after their memories were erased, once it was confirmed that their spiritual power had been destroyed.