Xiao Ji looked at Shang Changge, but instead of responding to her words, he apologized:

"I apologize, it was I who overstepped my bounds."

Shang Changge smiled but didn't reply. As she stood up, she spoke of trivial matters and took her leave.

"I still need to visit a nearby jewelry shop, so I'll take my leave now."

Xiao Ji grasped Shang Changge's wrist, and Shang Changge obediently stopped and turned around to look down at Xiao Ji with a smile:

"Does General Xiao have anything else to say to me? Or is there anything else he wants to ask?"

...

In the end, Xiao Ji saw Shang Changge off without saying a word, then stood with his hands behind his back in the third-floor corridor.

He watched Shang Changge go downstairs until the woman's tall and slender figure left the teahouse.

The assassin, standing nearby, cautiously asked, "General, you and the princess..."

Xiao Ji: "Let's go back."

He hurriedly followed, his inner voice scratching its head in frustration:

They're already having a fight? They're already having a fight? They just got together and they're already arguing?

Seeing his general's retreating figure, he was so anxious and agitated. You know how to gain sympathy and apologize, don't you?

Why didn't they just hug the princess and let her cry? Or at least say a few kind words! Sigh! Sigh!

On the other side.

Shang Changge did indeed go to the jewelry shop, the jewelry shop under her name.

The carriage moved slowly along the street and stopped after about half a cup of tea's time.

Qingyao: "Princess, we've arrived."

Shang Changge was too lazy to get off the carriage, so she rested with her eyes closed inside, her hand supporting her temple.

"Go and get it, I'm not going down."

Qingyao agreed and left quickly.

The jewelry shop was located in a prime location, catering almost exclusively to the wealthy and powerful families of the capital.

The carriage is now parked in a quiet alleyway that the shop has designated for customers to park their carriages.

Suddenly,

Hearing a noise, Shang Changge, who was inside the carriage, opened her eyes and got off the carriage.

Coachman: "Princess..."

Shang Changge raised his hand to stop him, listened carefully, and after determining the location, used his lightness skill to head towards the source of the sound.

Before the coachman could catch up, a dozen or so guards with swords spontaneously leaped up to follow.

After a while,

Shang Changge stopped in a narrow, quiet alley not far from the jewelry shop, and reached out her hand.

He caught Mi Chan, who was stumbling and looking back warily as she clutched her arm, and asked in a cold, calm voice:

"What happened?"

Upon hearing the incredibly familiar voice, Mi Chan's stiff body instantly relaxed.

Looking up in disbelief at Shang Changge, who was holding her waist, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Princess, someone is chasing me!"

"I was shopping happily when they suddenly appeared and inexplicably wanted me to go with them."

I remember I am your person and of course I refuse to go with them. As a result, those people attacked me with deadly intent without warning.

If I hadn't dodged in time and run fast, I wouldn't have seen you again, sob sob sob.

"Look, my hands are all injured by their hidden weapons, it hurts so much..."

Mi Chan's arm was indeed injured; blood had seeped through her sleeve, and the color of the blood was very unusual.

It was suspected that the weapon used to injure Mi Chan was coated with poison. Shang Changge took a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and gave it to Mi Chan.

Then he handed Mi Chan over to the head guard who had rushed over, and without turning his head, he drew the head guard's sword and gave him instructions:

"There's medicine inside, pour one out and take it."

Mi Chan obediently did as she was told, and almost at the same time she swallowed the pill...

Five or six men in plainclothes with their faces covered appeared in the narrow alley, clearly having followed Mi Chan.

The two sides are in a standoff.

The leader seemed to recognize Shang Changge and, in a low, indistinct voice, gave the order:

"withdraw."

Shang Changge drew his sword and charged forward. His mood wasn't great, and he was even acting a bit abnormally.

In the blink of an eye, they slaughtered one after another, finally closing in on the retreating leader:

"withdraw?"

"Your Excellency has injured my people and wants to leave without saying anything? That's rather impolite."

While Shang Changge was wreaking havoc, Mi Chan was both moved and worried.

He turned to look at the head guard supporting him, his heart filled with anxiety and worry.

"Hurry and help the princess! What if she gets hurt by them!"

Mi Chan had never been to the martial arts training ground in the manor, so she had some misunderstandings about Shang Changge's martial arts prowess and didn't know much about it.

But the head guard, who was often beaten and used as a sparring partner, was different. He had no one to complain to, and finally managed to utter:

"The princess doesn't need it."

Based on his limited understanding of the princess, he knew that if they went there now, they would only be scolded by the princess and be considered a nuisance and unnecessary.

Mi Chan: "What?"

Just then, the battle on Shang Changge's side had ended, and the head guard gestured to Mi Chan:

"See for yourself."

Mi Chan looked over, then fell into an eerie silence and self-doubt.

The group of men who had just chased her half to death were now lying dead, scattered haphazardly on the cobblestone ground of the alley.

Only the last one remained, seemingly the leader, and the princess was wielding her sword, slashing at him again and again.

Mi Chan: "!"

Mi Chan swallowed hard, belatedly realizing that the noble and beautiful princess in her heart was actually so cruel and terrifying!

Seven cuts in a row,

Shang Changge stopped attacking; she didn't intend to kill anyone, so none of the seven cuts she made were fatal.

Feeling that it was enough, he withdrew his blood-dripping sword and slung it behind his back, then looked coldly at the person opposite him who could barely stand:

"Go back and tell your master that if he dares to touch my people again, I will kill one group for every one of them. I want to see how many people he has that I can use as practice."

The important thing is to conceal his identity and not let his true colors be revealed. Ideally, I shouldn't even know who he is.

Otherwise, don't blame me for targeting those he values ​​close to him. Get out.

Although Cang Hai was unwilling, he still staggered and rolled away after glancing at the corpses of his men scattered on the ground.

The sun was high in the sky when a gust of autumn wind swept a few withered yellow leaves, seemingly from nowhere, through the narrow alley.

A nauseating stench of blood immediately filled the air, but Shang Changge seemed oblivious to it.

Staring at Cang Hai's back as he deliberately left in the opposite direction from the Third Prince's residence, a mocking smile curled her red lips.

Did you recognize Cang Hai? No.

Everyone was disguised, so how could she know who was who? But nine times out of ten, they were Shang Rui's people.

After all, only Shang Rui would have a reason to do something like threatening to kill Mi Chan if she couldn't be taken away.

"Princess, are you injured anywhere?"

Qingyao arrived at some point and appeared beside Shang Changge, showing concern.

What could possibly have happened to Shang Changge? Not a single hair on her head is missing.

He casually handed the blood-stained longsword to Qingyao, then turned and walked back.

The body needs to be disposed of.

Shang Changge led a group of people away first, while the rest stayed behind to deal with the bodies.

The alley was quiet, but it was located in a bustling area, surrounded by shops.

It's not good to frighten the people; if they report it to the authorities, it will be troublesome for the government to investigate.

On the way back home,

Inside the carriage, Shang Changge was lost in thought, fiddling with the jewelry Qingyao had brought back.

Mi Chan leaned against Qing Yao, her eyes brimming with tears, looking weak and deliberately affected.

Qingyao wanted to hide to the side, but every time she moved, Michan cried out in pain.

Given that Mi Chan's arm injury was indeed quite serious, Qing Yao couldn't bear it and didn't dodge anymore.

As the master,

Shang Changge didn't notice their subtle movements; she was thinking about something.

After thinking it over, she came to a conclusion: she was stupid!

She's so stupid!