Seeing that she was silent, he seemed to have just understood and smiled: "I was careless. May I ask your name, sir?"

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and said, "Jiang Zide."

Xiahou Yan probably knew that this was not her real name, but he didn't care. He said, "I would like to invite Brother Jiang to have lunch together. I wonder if you are free?"

"Sorry, I'm busy." After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.

Xiahou Yan quickly stepped in front of her and said, "Brother Jiang, don't be so hasty to refuse. I have no ill intentions. I just admire you."

"oh?"

"Brother Jiang's confidence in gambling and his ruthlessness in dealing with the bully are truly impressive." He bowed and said, "I would like to invite you to have a few drinks and ask you a few questions about gambling."

"Really?" She raised her eyebrows and said, "But I still don't have time to accompany you for dinner, so please don't force me, or I might offend you accidentally and make you suffer."

Xiahou Cheng laughed and said, "I'm actually very curious, how are you going to offend me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword was placed at his neck and cut his skin.

It's that servant again.

Jiang Muyu tilted his head and smiled: "Sir, my servant is not someone you can easily mess with. I hope you can respect yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and left quickly.

Yun Yan immediately put away her sword and followed, her fingertips trembling slightly. God knows how much endurance she had to not chop off the man's head with one blow of her sword.

Behind him, the smile on Xiahou Yan's face had not faded, but his eyes were replaced by a little coldness.

Two women came over and surrounded Xiahou Yan:

"Master, how are you?"

"The master's injuries need to be treated quickly."

These two people were the women next to him in the casino just now.

Xiahou Yan touched his neck, and his fingertips were stained with blood. He said calmly: "It doesn't matter. This woman... looks a bit like an old friend of mine."

It’s a pity that the man died nineteen years ago.

…

Jiang Muyu returned to the inn where he was staying temporarily, closed the door, and immediately pulled Yunyan to his side, looking at her: "This person is the one Liang Qingchen has been chasing, right?"

Yun Yan nodded in a daze: "My Lady, how do you know..."

"I know him." There was some hatred in her eyes.

Two faces appeared in my mind, one was Xiahou Yan's current appearance, and the other was a thin and pointed small face, long and narrow red eyes, red lips and white teeth. When he smiled, his eyes would narrow into slits, looking somewhat naive.

The two faces are completely different except for the similar eyes, but they are the same person.

At that time, Xiahou Yan's name was Zhao Yan, and he also had a name of a eunuch, Xiao Yanzi. Because he was the adopted son of Maoxian, he was also a eunuch.

But he didn't look like a traitor at all. He was a high-spirited young man who loved martial arts and was gifted. He was good at archery, calligraphy, and painting.

Xia Qingchen felt that being a eunuch was a waste of his talent, so he kept him by his side as a study companion.

When the Grand Master taught him poetry, calligraphy and martial arts, little Yanzi would follow him, and through imitation, he also acquired extraordinary martial arts skills.

He is three years older than Xia Qingchen and is considered Xia Qingchen's only friend in the palace.

But later on, Xiao Yanzi made a mistake, and the empress thought that if he stayed with the prince, it would cause trouble, so she transferred him out of the East Palace and sent him to the Shanggong Bureau to work.

Jiang Muyu had never met Xiao Yanzi when she first arrived at Xuan Cang. It was only when Xiao Yanzi was suddenly transferred back to the East Palace to serve her that she got to know him.

Xiao Yanzi was a smart man. He knew that he had offended the Empress and even the Crown Prince did not dare to plead for him. So he stayed quietly in the Shanggong Bureau for a while and did every job he was assigned very well.

He deliberately showed off his talents in front of the Queen, behaved neither arrogantly nor impatiently, and in just half a year, the Queen's attitude towards him changed 180 degrees.

At this time, he found a suitable opportunity to appear in front of Xia Qingchen, and with a few sweet words, he made Xia Qingchen go to the Queen and mention it. He was soon transferred back to the East Palace.

Jiang Muyu became friends with him soon after they met him. Xiao Yanzi was indeed a very interesting person and he was always able to charm people.

How could she know how to judge people and things at such a young age? Even though Xia Qingchen had been born in the deep palace and had seen a lot of intrigues, she still trusted him.

Even when there was a mutiny, Xia Qingchen did not leave Xiao Yan behind when he was escaping.

He gave his heart and his back to Xiao Yanzi, but he never expected that the person he trusted so much since he was a child would stab him in the back without mercy.

The wound left by this knife has not healed to this day.

Zhao Yan has changed a lot now, both in appearance and temperament. He doesn't look like a eunuch at all, and he has changed his name. If Jiang Muyu hadn't seen his portrait in Liang Qingchen's study when she was looking for the lost letter, she probably wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.

She held her forehead and sat down at the table: "Yunyan, have some tea."

"Is your Majesty showing off like that today just to attract his attention?"

She nodded and said, "Achen has been chasing him for so many years but he still escaped. No matter how capable he is, he is still a mortal. There must be someone helping him behind the scenes... Achen's plan may have changed. We can't make a move now, but we have to find a way to keep him under control."

"What are you going to do, Madam?"

"Xiao Yanzi has a problem. He has an inexplicable obsession with things that interest him. He either wants to get them or destroy them."

In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Xia Qingchen, as expected of someone who grew up together.

Yun Yan nodded in understanding, placed the poured tea in front of her, and instructed: "Your Majesty, you must be careful. This man is particularly cunning and ruthless. If there is any abnormality, we must withdraw immediately. After all, even if the master wants to kill him again, compared with your safety, he is nothing."

Jiang Muyu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded.

She certainly understood this.

Zhao Yan was willing to sell out his foster father and trusted friends for his future, and even betray his country to the enemy in order to save his life. He really had no bottom line and no principles.

How can such a profit-oriented person have any conscience?

When dealing with such people, she has to be at least 800 times more cautious.

At night, Jiang Muyu took a shower and sat in front of the mirror, looking at her face carefully.

In the palace coup nineteen years ago, she died in Liang Qingchen's arms and in front of Zhao Yan.

Except for Liang Qingchen, no one knew that she came from another world. Even if Zhao Yan saw her true face, he would probably just think that she looked a bit similar.

She wanted to rely on this "similarity" to get close to Zhao Yan so that he would let down his guard.