I pinched his cheek as if possessed: "I saw it, I saw it," I said perfunctorily, and then, taking advantage of Ye Lisheng's inattention, I gave him a bear hug.

Startled, he angrily retorted, "How dare you! How dare you hold me, the king!"

He then drew his sword and pressed it against his neck, his tone laced with threat: "Don't give me any nonsense. Tell me, who sent you? Why are you impersonating Murong Kui!"

The barrage of questions left me somewhat bewildered, and I thought to myself, "This acting is so realistic!"

He touched the blade with his hand, looking disgusted, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so handsome, but you seem a bit off. I think you're taking your role too seriously! Next time you go out, remember to take your medicine. This knife you made looks just like the real thing." He then carefully pushed the sword away from his neck, saying, "Be careful, it wouldn't be good if you cut someone."

He just watched as I moved his sword away; she was the first person to have been so audacious.

She was trembling with rage. She was indirectly cursing herself for being crazy. Everyone treated her with utmost respect, yet today she had been insulted by a mere girl. She hated being touched, and this woman had not only hugged her but also blatantly pushed her sword away in front of her. Did she think she was just a decoration? A fire burned fiercely in her chest.

Ye Xuanling, standing to the side, gestured to me with her eyes, "You're in big trouble!"

I rolled my eyes at him, annoyed, and threatened them, "No matter how you got me here, I'm warning you, send me back right now."

Ye Lisheng smiled wickedly, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "Go back?"

Looking at his charming smile, my eyes sparkled with hearts, and my heart fluttered wildly.

Suddenly, he swung his sword, and the leaves around him fell rapidly. "Bang!" came the sound of a tree collapsing, which startled me so much that I grabbed him and screamed.

The moment he was embraced, his body stiffened, his face growing increasingly grim, as if displaying a riot of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. "Let go of me!" he cried, tearing his arms away from the bear's embrace.

Seeing his furious expression, Ye Xuanling crossed his arms and smiled with interest, "Sixth Brother, it seems you've met your match."

The hands that were holding me loosened, and I collapsed at my feet. In my dazed state, I heard...

"Sixth Brother, what do we do now?"

He snorted coldly, "What does this have to do with me?" With that, he rode away. Ye Xuanling, looking helpless and sympathetic, glanced at me on the ground and followed him on horseback.

He suddenly stopped halfway through his ride.

"Sixth Brother, what's wrong?"

"Go and take that woman with you!" he commanded.

Ye Xuanling chuckled wickedly, "Sixth Brother, could it be that you—" Before he could finish speaking, he received a murderous glare, which frightened him so much that he quickly rode back as if fleeing.

After a long pause, an elderly man with a white beard, without daring to raise his head, said, "This girl's pulse is stable!"

"Hmph! Then explain yourself to me!"

"This... I must apologize for my limited medical skills, it's truly..."

Seeing this, Ye Xuanling said, "Alright, alright, Doctor He, you can go now!"

Physician He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, secretly wiping the sweat from his brow, and said to him, "Thank you, Sixth Prince, Eighth Prince!" He then gave Ye Xuanling a grateful look.

After watching him walk away, Ye Xuanling sighed, "That woman wasn't wearing a human skin mask and wasn't the real Murong Kui. Could there really be people in this world who look exactly alike?"

Ye Lisheng said coldly, "Since that's the case, she's useless. Throw her out of the manor immediately!"

"Sixth Brother..."

"My head hurts so much!" I said, rubbing my temples with my eyes tightly shut and a pained expression on my face.

"Miss, you're awake! Is there anything else that's bothering you?" a pretty young maid in a peach-red dress asked with delight.

"Miss?"

"mischief?"

I frowned, jumped out of bed, and stared blankly at the person in front of me: "Who are you! Where am I?"

The little maid looked at me like I was a monster: "Miss, this servant is Lingxin! This is Anyang Mansion, the residence of the Prince of Anyang!"

It felt like Lingxin had dropped a bomb on his heart. Recalling those two strange people from earlier that day, although he was internally stunned, he maintained a calm demeanor on the surface: "Lingxin, right? What dynasty are we in now?"

"The Kingdom of Lingqi!"

Swallowing hard, she exclaimed, "Oh my god! I've never heard of this before!" Blinking her bewildered eyes, she pulled the quilt covering her to the corner of the bed with a look of disgust, and asked herself, "Did I time travel?"

Ling was so anxious she was almost in tears: "Miss, what's wrong?"

Just as they were about to take a good look around, the door was suddenly pushed open, and several men dressed like servants walked in, clasped their hands in greeting, and said, "Excuse me, young lady!"

I screamed in terror, "What are you going to do?" gripping the bed rails tightly with both hands.

"Miss is resting, you all need to leave immediately!" Lingxin urged.

"We were just following the prince's orders," one of them said, before being easily lifted off the bed by his hands.

I threatened in a completely harmless tone, "Let me go, or you'll suffer a terrible death!"

From the back door, all that could be heard was Lingxin's cry: "Miss, where are you taking me?"

With a loud bang, the vermilion gate slammed shut, and he was thrown into the street. Watching the two servants run away, he could only curse silently.

"Hmph! Who cares! So what if it's a royal palace! I can still live comfortably!" With that, she strode forward with her head held high.

Throughout the journey, my mouth formed an "O" shape as I couldn't stop expressing my amazement and admiration. The various silk gowns and long skirts made me feel like an oddity among them.

"Look at that little wench!" A short, fat butcher nudged the men next to him, gesturing for him to look. They whistled at me, their lecherous eyes fixed on my smooth thighs.

Feeling nauseous, I lowered my head and continued walking forward.

He chickened out after only a few steps, tightening his bag strap. He was unfamiliar with the area, knew nothing about the situation, and had no money.

"I've only just arrived, I need to make sure I stay alive!" Gritting his teeth, he took off running like the wind.

"Open the door! Open the door!" he shouted, panting heavily.

Arriving in an unfamiliar environment, coupled with loneliness, fear began to creep into my heart. I, who have always considered myself brave, was terrified. My nose stung, and I suppressed my fear, pounding away! It felt like wolves and tigers were chasing me from behind.

The urgent knocking continued incessantly within the Prince's mansion, but no one dared to open the door.

Ye Lisheng's face grew increasingly dark, and the chilling aura he exuded forced Ye Xuanling to tighten his collar.

Two servants kneeling at his feet trembled with fear: "Your Highness, spare us! We really did throw her out into the street, but we don't know how she ran back..." Their voices grew softer and softer until they fell silent.

"So you're blaming me, huh?" Though it was a simple question, it carried an oppressive, suffocating pressure.

"No...no, we absolutely didn't mean that..." The two were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

He took a sip of tea and said, "I don't keep idle people around!"

These words, spoken in a seemingly innocuous manner, were nonetheless a death sentence for the two men, who immediately collapsed to the ground, speechless.