Originally thinking of returning to the Imperial Master's residence to have a good sleep, Jiuxi shuddered when he reached the door. He touched his nose and saw the golden-roofed sedan chair parked at the door. Jiuxi's eyes suddenly darkened. When he approached the Imperial Master's boudoir, he heard a quarrel inside.

There are the Four Princes and the Imperial Master. Could it be that the Four Princes hired someone to kill someone and now they want to kill the Imperial Master?

But she still couldn't act rashly, so she climbed up to the roof quietly and took down the tiles carefully, but she almost popped her eyes out. What the hell was going on in this house...

Feng Linyuan held the Imperial Master in his arms, but the Imperial Master struggled relentlessly, even half of his mask falling to the ground. Seeing the hot tears in the Imperial Master's eyes, they fell on the back of Feng Linyuan's hand, burning Feng Linyuan's heart. He suddenly loosened his grip and said, "Did you know that I was the one who poisoned him?"

Freed from restraints, the Imperial Master put on the mask again, and her face, so beautiful it could shame the moon and flowers, became silent again. With a hint of tenderness in her eyes, she said, "Yes. But I cannot leave Kyoto."

"You must go!" Feng Linyuan's face turned ashen and his tone was firm, not allowing any room for negotiation.

The two people who were originally hugging each other suddenly started fighting again. This sudden change made Jiuxi a little at a loss. Feng Linyuan seemed to be afraid of hurting the national teacher, so he showed mercy and never killed him. The national teacher took advantage of this and stopped Feng Linyuan.

For a while, the two were fighting evenly, but at this moment, the shadow of Feng Linyuan, which was originally cast in darkness by the candlelight, suddenly jumped out, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and was about to pierce Feng Linyuan's heart. In the blink of an eye, the national teacher noticed the clue and pushed Feng Linyuan away, enduring the pain of the blade piercing his chest, with blood splattering everywhere. Feng Linyuan hurriedly hugged the national teacher's shaky body, not caring about the shadow monster behind him at all.

Seeing that he had not succeeded yet, the shadow revealed his figure from the darkness. This person was dressed in black, even his face was black. However, just as the sword in his hand was about to stab Feng Linyuan, a sword suddenly appeared from the air and knocked the shadow demon's sword away. The person holding the sword was Jiuxi, who was wearing a gray cloth robe. She kicked Ye Chen out, and even the window was broken by Ye Chen. Before she could kill him, Ye Chen merged into the shadow, and even the demonic aura could not be detected.

This is also Ye Chen’s strongest means of saving his life.

After Ye Chen hid his figure, Jiuxi heard a sentence echoing in his ears, "The Lord said, there are still seven days."

Naturally, only she could hear these words, but the sword in her hand slammed to the ground with a clang. She was shocked and even her face turned pale.

Everything calmed down. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Jiuxi collected her thoughts and quietly walked to the bedside. There, Feng Linyuan was tightly holding the Imperial Master's hand. His face was full of panic, and even salty liquid was flowing down Feng Linyuan's handsome face. His voice was very low, but it was filled with deep obsession, "Xiao Wan..."

The name of the Imperial Master is Tang Wan. A girl of her age should be embroidering and writing in her boudoir, but the Imperial Master has to face these things every day... the flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers. If she is not careful, she will lose her life.

Jiuxi pushed Feng Linyuan away. The big black mole on her face fell off during the fight with the shadow demon, but Jiuxi was completely unaware of it. She angrily said, "Instead of crying, why don't you go get a doctor? Wait until she bleeds out before crying!"