Jun Jianchou spoke indifferently, looking at Fu Jingyi as if she were a clown, waiting for her next move.
"No, I didn't do that! You can't frame me without any evidence! Jun Jianchou, you can't hate me and treat me like this. The mistake I made today is absolutely not punishable by death."
Fu Jingyi looked at Jun Jianchou, who still wanted to put up a stubborn resistance, but at this moment, Chang Fang, who had gone out, had already brought in a cup of poison.
Jun Jianchou didn't even want to look at her, and said, "Force it down her throat, and then find some people to throw him back to the Fu residence."
"No! Jun Jianchou, you heartless bastard! I loved you so much, and you treated me like this!"
Fu Jingyi yelled and tried to break free from Chang Fang's grip.
Chang Fangxiang was Jun Jianchou's most capable bodyguard. With a quick backhand grab, he controlled Fu Jingyi's hands and then, with lightning speed, poured the poison into her mouth.
Fu Jingyi screamed before losing her voice and then fainted.
"Take him out!"
Chang Fang glanced at Jun Jianchou's cold eyes, then called two servants to carry Fu Jingyi out.
Having dealt with the three masterminds, Jun Jianchou's gaze swept over the four纨绔 (playboys).
The spoiled brats felt a chill run down their spines under his cold gaze. Finally, the fat man spoke first:
"Young Master Jun, what do you want to do?"
"Who made the first move against Cen Xi?"
Jun Jianchou looked the fat man up and down, then spoke calmly.
"I... we didn't make a move. We were just about to, when... that heroine subdued us. She then agreed to let us go. You go ahead with your work, we'll be going now."
The fat man clearly sensed something was wrong with this person's aura; they were afraid they were about to be in trouble. So, after saying those words, he turned and tried to run away.
But as soon as he reached the door, it was slammed shut.
The man at the head of the table, Jun Jianchou, coldly parted his lips:
Did I tell you to leave?
"Then may I ask... what do you want to do with the young master?"
Since he couldn't leave, the fat man could only ask, trembling.
“You dare to covet Ah Xi? You must be tired of living. Men, beat these four people half to death, then send them to their respective homes and give them a good talking to.”
Jun Jianchou glanced at the four people, then gave instructions to the steward.
"Yes! It's late, young master, you should go back and rest! This old servant will handle the rest."
The butler nodded.
"Um!"
Jun Jianchou naturally trusted the steward, so he responded and headed back home.
In the guest room, Cen Xi carefully helped Shen Jinchen to bed.
"You come up too."
Shen Jinchen looked at her tenderly and gestured for her to lie down next to him. Cen Xi responded and got into bed neatly. She'd already slept in his bed for five or six days; it would be a bit pretentious not to now.
The person lying there kept rolling to the side of the bed, and Shen Jinchen stretched out his arm and pulled her into his arms again.
"You're still injured, so behave yourself."
Cen Xi was afraid that she might accidentally hurt Shen Jinchen's wound if she moved, so she dared not move and could only scold him.
"Why didn't you ask me for help when others were plotting against you? Those people didn't need to cause trouble tonight. If Fengqin had just stepped in, they would have been torn to pieces."
Shen Jinchen stroked Cen Xi's soft hair and asked gently.
“I could also make them die a horrible death, but this is, after all, the governor’s residence. It wouldn’t be good for us to rashly kill his daughter. And there’s Jun Jianchou, I have to give him some face. And you are an official appointed by the court, it’s not good for you to commit more killings!”
Cen Xi turned to look at him, then explained.
"Actually, I don't care about names. In the court, I care even less. Ah Xi, you don't need to worry about me anymore. Do whatever you want. As long as you can vent your anger."
Shen Jinchen continued to stroke Cen Xi's head, saying in a calm tone, "This girl must not know his reputation in the court, which is why she is considering so much."
“You don’t care about your reputation, but I still have to consider Jun Jianchou’s feelings. That Jun Jianling is, after all, his sister. How’s your injury healing? Hmm, I see you can walk around today. Why don’t we go back to your villa? It’s really too uncomfortable to stay here.”
Cen Xi explained that she really didn't want to stay in the Jun residence any longer, so she asked Shen Jinchen for his opinion.
"You can get out of bed now, and I reckon you can ride in a carriage too. How about we go back to your Flying Phoenix Mountain? I've had it planted all over with crabapple trees, and they're already in bloom. Would you like to go back and see what they look like?"
Seeing her furrowed brows, Shen Jinchen gently stroked her brows with his well-defined knuckles and said.
"Alright, that's fine. I also want to go back and take a look. I originally came down the mountain this time to deal with Yan Taizu before going back, but who knew that Xiao Qiliang was a fake. Not only that, but you also suffered such serious injuries."
Cen Xi responded and gently stroked Shen Jinchen's eyebrows and eyes. It was the first time she realized that she would feel heartache when he was injured.
"How could I know your feelings if I didn't get hurt? Ah-Xi, I think it was all worth it."
Shen Jinchen kissed her lips and then sighed.
"Alright, you've come out on top. Otherwise, I might not have liked you at all. But I wonder how that Emperor Taizu of Yan is doing. I remember he was hit by three arrows shot by Jun Jianchou. I wish he could have just kicked the bucket like that."
The mission wasn't completed, and Cen Xi felt that her miserable life meant she had to keep striving, which was truly worrying.
"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Before the battle, I instructed my men to keep a close eye on the enemy's movements. Yan Shengxiao is fine and he didn't die, nor did Xiao Qiliang. They returned to the Ning Prince's mansion. This Ning Prince is quite cunning. He has implemented many of the court's previous decrees one by one, and he is also very proactive in collecting taxes."
"He had a very good reputation in the imperial court. He was gentle and refined, experienced in his work, and knew when to advance and retreat. Who would have thought that he was the reincarnation of Emperor Taizu of Yan? It's truly unbelievable."
Seeing her worried expression, Shen Jinchen originally intended to wait a few days before telling her, but now he had another purpose, so after thinking for a moment, he said it.
"Alright! As expected, evil people live a long life. What, you're saying he's the Prince of Ning?"
Cen Xi sighed helplessly, then pondered the name "Prince Ning" before suddenly asking a question.
"Yes, what's wrong? Why are you so surprised?"
Seeing her like this, Shen Jinchen asked, not knowing what was going on.
"A local tyrant, wielding military, political, and financial power, seems to be getting increasingly difficult to deal with. What kind of incredible luck is this? All I want is to farm, do business, and live a carefree life. Who the hell wants to get involved in court politics?"
Cen Xi thought about it and realized that she would have to go and fight this person to the death in the future, so she couldn't help but grab a handful of her hair.
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