However, he found Shang Xiye, who was next to Ji Fengyao, to be a real eyesore.

Although Shang Xiye was just an ordinary person, Shang Beiyu had to admit that Shang Xiye was indeed a capable person, as evidenced by Wu Zhong's loyalty to him.

Putting aside the personal grudges involving the little female bandit, Shang Xiye's current actions and influence in Kyoto are also interfering with and affecting his existence.

At this moment, Shang Beiyu's determination to eliminate Shang Xiye became even stronger.

"Little darling, let's play a game," Shang Beiyu said to Ji Fengyao's back with a silent smile, while also putting away his long sword, dispelling the black aura around him, and revealing his figure.

As soon as Shang Beiyu's figure appeared, Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao seemed to sense something and quickly hid in the shadows of nearby houses.

The two turned around warily, looking in the direction of Shang Beiyu. Both of them perked up: Song Huiru was indeed having an affair with that person. He's here!

Shang Beiyu pretended not to know and leisurely entered the residence where Song Huiru was.

At this moment, Song Huiru was still sitting on the steps in the courtyard, refusing to go inside. She was still holding a hairpin in her hand, which she held against her neck.

Upon seeing Shang Beiyu enter the courtyard, Song Huiru glared at him angrily. Instead of putting away her hairpin, she plunged it further into her neck, causing blood to flow freely. "You saved me just to imprison me? Then I'd rather die!"

Shang Beiyu raised his right hand and casually waved it outwards, and Yunzhu, Yunwei, and the deaf and mute servants all automatically and consciously withdrew.

He didn't say a word and slowly walked towards Song Huiru.

Song Huiru was unsure of his meaning. She pushed the hairpin in a little further, and the intense stinging sensation made her frown slightly. She bit her lower lip and said, "You... if you don't explain yourself clearly, don't go..."

"You're clearly afraid of pain, so why do something foolish?" Shang Beiyu's voice was light and melodious, like a musical instrument being played and carried by a gentle breeze.

Song Huiru had no idea when he approached her or how he easily took the hairpin from her hand. By the time she realized what was happening, Shang Beiyu was already gently wiping away the blood with a handkerchief and applying medicine and bandaging her wound.

His beautiful features were shrouded in a large black hood, obscured by the soft shadows cast by the corridor lights, and his expression was so gentle.

Looking at him up close like this;

Song Huiru felt that he was as alluring and seductive as a fox spirit in the mountains.

"Your Highness..." Song Huiru swallowed unconsciously, staring at him with a dazed look: "Why do you treat me like this?"

After bandaging Song Huiru's wounds, Shang Beiyu tied a pretty bow on the side of her neck with a white silk handkerchief. His gaze was gentle as water, and his voice was as light and melodious as a flowing spring, but he didn't answer the question directly: "Has your cultivation improved?"

"Yes, I'm about to break through to the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm." Song Huiru didn't get an answer, but she couldn't help but answer his question anyway.

Shang Beiyu smiled charmingly, took out the moon-shaped white stone from her bosom again, grabbed Song Huiru's hand and placed it in her palm. The white stone shone brightly in an instant, and the light was obviously brighter than when she held it last time.

"Very good." Shang Beiyu's smile, illuminated by the glowing light, appeared even more radiant and alluring, captivating all who beheld her.

He put away the moonstone, reached out and picked up Song Huiru, half-embracing her in his arms, gently stroking her delicate and beautiful face: "It's not safe here anymore. I'll take you to a safe place first. Be good, and we'll discuss your wishes and dreams later."