Song Huiru stepped into her room with resentment in her heart. She looked up and saw Shang Beiyu, dressed in a black robe covering his face, sitting in her room. She quickly turned around and blocked Chun Tao and Chun Xing behind her: "You two go and guard the inner courtyard gate. Don't let anyone in!"

"Yes, madam."

Chuntao and Chunxing looked bewildered, but still obediently withdrew.

Previously, Shang Beiyu didn't pay much attention to Song Huiru.

The self-important Song Huiru didn't take this elusive figure, who seemed to have no conflict of interest with her, too seriously. Therefore, although she sent her maid away, her tone wasn't very respectful: "What are you doing here again, to laugh at me?"

"Give me a handshake," Shang Beiyu said in his usual cool tone.

He placed the crescent-shaped white stone in his hand on the table and pushed it toward Song Huiru.

"What is this, jade?"

Song Huiru knew he disliked light in the room, so she did not turn on the lamp.

She sat down casually at the table, and in the light of the corridor outside the window, she picked up the moonstone on the table and played with it in her hand: "It's heavier than jade, it's not a stone... head..."

The crescent-shaped white stone trembled slightly in Song Huiru's hand, emitting a soft, shimmering light.

Song Huiru and Shang Beiyu were both stunned.

"This... how could this be?" Song Huiru looked up in a daze, and when she saw Shang Beiyu's breathtakingly beautiful face in the hazy light, her soul went numb: "You, Third Prince... Your Highness..."

Shang Beiyu stared intently at the moonstone in Song Huiru's heart, and a sense of enlightenment dawned on him.

No wonder when his soul split, it brought back Song Huilan's tragically deceased and wandering soul from the chaotic space-time; it turns out that fate had already hinted at their destiny.

Although Song Huiru did not fully activate the Moonstone, she was still the first person he had searched for in a thousand years to make the Moonstone shine to this extent.

There's at least a 50-60% chance she's the one he's been searching for.

Shang Beiyu frowned almost imperceptibly:

Could Song Huiru be her reincarnation?

Will a person be completely different from their previous life after being reincarnated?

This woman is both foolish and greedy, even worse than Song Hye-ran!

Shang Beiyu retrieved the crescent-shaped white stone and said calmly, "From today onwards, you are my person. I will assign two shadow guards to protect you and teach you. If you don't want to be so passive and powerless anymore, then listen to me and study hard."

"Your people? What do you mean?" Song Huiru sensed something was amiss. "Does Your Highness need my help with something? Is it related to that strange stone from earlier?"

Shang Beiyu gave her a cold glare: "Knowing too much won't do you any good."

"Heh," Song Huiru chuckled seductively, leaning forward and gazing longingly at Shang Beiyu's breathtakingly beautiful face. She gently lifted his chin and said sweetly, "Your Highness, when cooperating with others, one must show some sincerity."

Without the obstruction of those flies blocking the way, Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, together with the ghost mask, traveled smoothly with Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, and others.

When they reached Hangu Pass, Wu Shang, who had heard the news, rushed over and joined the others.

I was bored on the way.

Ji Fengyao and Ji Fengming discussed the matter all the way and felt that the battle at Niu Mang Mountain had only harmed some lackeys, while not seriously damaging the people in the capital, which was too lenient for them.

But at this time, they were on their way to fight and had not yet thought about how to take revenge. They planned to wait until they returned to the capital to skin those people alive.

When Ji Fengyao saw Wu Shang, she suddenly remembered that Wu Zhong was in charge of Shang Xiye's intelligence organization, and her eyes crinkled with laughter.