"Why is Qingling's face so red? Does she have a fever?" Upon hearing this, Qingling froze on the spot, wishing she could faint immediately.

"I...I'm not!" Qingling lowered her head.

Ji Jiuying glanced back, raised an eyebrow, and then looked at Yingyue, who had no expression on her face. She thought to herself, "Oh no, someone's fallen for me."

Ji Mansion.

"Ouch~ Ouch~" Ji Chenyuan's face contorted in pain.

Suddenly, a faint ripple appeared in the air, and a man dressed in black appeared in the room.

"What did the young lady go out to do?" Ji Chenyuan lay on the soft couch and waved his hand to dismiss the servant who was massaging him.

I don't know what's wrong, but my head has been hurting since I woke up this morning. Even the doctor and Feng'er couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"General, it is the young lady's maid, Qingling, who has gone missing," An Yu replied respectfully.

Ji Chenyuan frowned slightly. "How could they disappear without a trace?"

"I heard that she went missing this morning when she went out to pray for good luck for the young lady."

"Have you found it yet?"

"It should have been found. I saw the young lady storming off to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion in a rage."

The Hundred Flowers Pavilion? How dare she, the eldest daughter of a general's family, openly trespass into a brothel? What will people think of his general's family then?

Ji Chenyuan is now furious but has nowhere to vent his anger! Just thinking about it makes his head ache even more!

"Go and keep an eye on her," Ji Chenyuan said weakly.

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When Ji Jiuying arrived at the main hall of Baihualou, she saw a group of people kneeling on the ground, not daring to breathe loudly, and a noble-looking man standing in front of them.

Upon seeing Ji Jiuying, the man stepped forward with delight. "Little Jiu, I just heard about what happened at Baihualou. I'm so sorry. Don't worry, I've already taught them a lesson."

The kneeling crowd widened their eyes upon seeing the Third Prince's obsequious demeanor, and were also somewhat flustered, since they had just opposed the Princess.

Ji Jiuying's brows furrowed slightly. Had Jun Linyu received the news so quickly?

Ji Jiuying glanced at him, gave a cold reply, and walked past him.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Jiu! Although this happened on my territory, I really didn't know anything about it. How about this, I'll treat you to a meal as my apology," Jun Linyu said, stepping forward unwilling to give up.

"Third Prince, no need, I'm very busy, please move aside." Ji Jiuying said, looking at the man who resembled a fly.

"Xiao Jiu, can you please not be so cold to me? I just..."

"Are you very free?" Ji Jiuying said coldly.

"Little Nine..."

Seeing this, Yingyue stepped in front of Ji Jiuying and looked at him coldly.

Jun Linyu recognized Yingyue; she was the Grand Preceptor's shadow guard.

As he watched helplessly as Ji Jiuying walked past him once again, Jun Linyu's fist, hidden beneath his sleeve, bulged with veins. Damn it!

Ji Jiuying! How could you be so heartless!

Even if I can't have it, no one else can! Jun Linyu watched the departing figures of the group, a sinister look appearing in his eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, that Third Prince is disgusting, he's always bothering you," Wen Longting said with disdain.

"Ignore him, he's just a clown."

"That's true, only a fool like Ji Fengyan would treat him like a treasure," Wen Longting said disdainfully.

"By the way, Xiao Jiu, when are we going to help Qing Ling get revenge?" Wen Longting asked again.

"Yingyue has already gone to find someone, and it won't be long before the culprit appears before us," Ji Jiuying said calmly.

Only then did Wen Longting realize that Yingyue behind her was gone.

Ji Jiuying went to the winery and then went directly to the inn to wait for Yingyue.

"Little Jiu, have you moved back to the Ji residence?" Fatty Zhen asked, holding a chicken leg in each hand.

"Yeah, I came back to take care of some things."

"Ji Fengyan didn't come looking for trouble with you, did she?" Wen Longting asked.

"She doesn't have the guts to mess with me now."

That makes sense when you think about it.

Just as the group finished eating, Yingyue dragged someone in a sack, roughly threw him on the ground with a thud, and a muffled groan came from inside the sack.

Wen Longting clicked her tongue twice. "So ungentlemanly! Just hearing the sound makes me feel pain."

The moment the sack was opened, the person inside had already fainted. Yingyue touched her nose with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Ji Jiuying glanced at him with amusement, then picked up the tea in her hand and splashed it on him.

Mo Yunran woke up instantly.

When she saw Qingling safe and sound behind Ji Jiuying, her eyes widened in terror, and she made whimpering noises.

Ji Jiuying removed the rag from her mouth.

"What...what do you want to do?" Mo Yunran retreated in fear.

"What? Are you scared now? Didn't you ever think that everything you did to Qingling today would end up in my hands?" Ji Jiuying said with a smile.

However, in Mo Yunran's eyes, this smile was like a demon coming to take her life, inspiring fear in her heart.

"You've challenged my bottom line time and time again. It seems that even poisoning you to the point of regressing your cultivation won't make you realize your mistake. Tell me, what should I do with you this time?" Ji Jiuying said, feigning helplessness.

Mo Yunran then realized why she had been so unlucky to run into Ji Jiuying! "You bitch, so it was you who prevented me from cultivating! You bitch! You—you'll die a horrible death!"

"ah--"

Ji Jiuying picked at her ear, and Wen Longting immediately stepped forward and slapped Mo Yunran several times across the face, "I'll teach you to yell, I'll teach you to yell, I'll teach you to bully Qingling!"

Wen Longting's palm, imbued with spiritual power, struck her, making her dizzy and causing a trace of bright red blood to spill from the corner of her mouth.

Mo Yunran lay on the ground like a dead dog.

"I haven't even used my poison yet, and you can't even handle it?" Ji Jiuying said with a smile, playing with the poison in her hand.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunran panicked instantly and tried to back away, crying out, "No! No! You can't do this to me!"

However, Yingyue kicked her from behind, the force of which was just right, landing her right in front of Ji Jiuying.

"Ji Jiu... no, Princess, I was wrong, please don't give me poison," Mo Yunran pleaded, crying.

If Ji Jiuying hadn't seen the sinister look in her eyes, she might have almost believed her.

"What do you want from me? Think about what you did to Qingling?" Ji Jiuying looked down at her.

Mo Yunran paused, then knelt down in front of Qingling and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Qingling, I really know I was wrong. Please let me go. Besides, you're fine now, aren't you? Please!"

Qingling's eyes were bloodshot. "What do you mean I'm alright? If Miss hadn't arrived early, I...I...I..."

Qingling choked up and couldn't speak as she thought about what she had been through. She sniffed and said, "I will never forgive you."

Ji Jiuying nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly.

Mo Yunran, holding a dagger, turned and stabbed at Ji Jiuying, shouting, "Ji Jiuying, die!"

Thud—

puff--