King Wu personally went

  Feng Chenye nodded slightly and continued eating without paying attention.

  Qing Yi paused for a moment, then said: "I have ordered people to send Liu Ke and Liu Wei, the two sisters, away from the post station. They will also return to the imperial city, but by a different route than us."

  Feng Chen raised an eyebrow at night, "Is that woman still alive?"

  He actually managed to survive, which was somewhat beyond his expectations. It seems that his eighteen riders were not ruthless enough.

  The blue-clad man's eyes flickered with a hint of hesitation: "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that the Imperial Consort will be displeased by this move?"

  "Her people have been disloyal to me, am I supposed to let them off lightly?"

  "But Your Highness..."

  "What's wrong?" Feng Chenye raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair and gazing at him with a slanted glance, the corners of his mouth still curved into that enigmatic smile: "Do you think I need to consider many things when punishing just one maid?"

  Qing Yi didn't say a word, and the so-called unscrupulous behavior towards him was actually clear to everyone's hearts. They just didn't know why the prince would take such drastic measures, directly stripping them of their title as Lesser General.

  Qing Yi thought for half a day before suddenly saying: "Could it be that Master Wang wants to take the place of Ninth Sister?"

  Feng Chenye looked at him, remaining silent for a long time. Later, he suddenly burst out laughing loudly, with a hint of subtle meaning in his laughter that others couldn't quite catch.

  "How long have you been following me?" he asked.

  Qing Yi was taken aback and didn't know why he suddenly asked such a question.

  "After being stunned for a moment, he said truthfully: 'Fourteen years.'"

  "So when have you ever seen me change my mind for a woman?" He smiled, as if what Qing Yi had just said was the most ridiculous thing under heaven.

  Qing Yi stopped talking and retreated to one side, quietly waiting.

  He had never seen the king do something he shouldn't for any woman, but he also had never seen the king take risks for any woman.

  That day, Wang Ye went to the back mountain to find Jiu Yin, which was completely beyond his expectation. However, no one mentioned this matter again later, and Wang Ye must have also hoped that others would not bring it up.

  He thought Wang Ye had some feelings for Jiu Yin, but Wang Ye didn't stop the general from taking Jiu Yin away...

  What was the king thinking in his heart, was it really as he said, letting General and Jiuyin's feelings sink deeper, waiting for later to separate them, would the general's heart hurt even more?

  He looked up at the sky, watching as the color gradually darkened, and after waving away the thoughts in his mind, he began to force himself not to think about these irrelevant things anymore.

  Tomorrow, I will set off.

  After dinner, Qingyi was again serving Feng Chenye by preparing his bath. Seeing Qingyi directing the servants to hurry, Feng Chenye's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and in his mind flashed the scenes of Jiuyin attending to him these past few days.

  It's only been a short time, but he seems to have already gotten used to the little girl slave's service. Now that he hasn't seen her for a day, he can't help but think of her from time to time.

  He didn't want his mind to be messed up by women, so he was even less willing to let Qingyi call people to serve him. If this continued for a long time, he might really fall under that woman's spell.

  He immersed his tall figure in the bath, closed his eyes, and was about to rest for a while, but unexpectedly, Jiuyin's tearful eyes appeared in his mind again.

  Remembering last night when I was deeply buried in her small body, that warmth and delicacy... thinking about it, a few more inappropriate thoughts suddenly arose beneath me.

  Women are truly more terrifying than the Five Stone Powder, they can actually make people become so infatuated.

  At this moment, he began to yearn for her again, that kind of urgent desire to push himself in, which had never happened before.

  He opened his eyes, composed himself, and suddenly said: "Have you found out who is behind Yu Meng's manipulation?"

  "Not yet." The eunuch standing outside the screen replied, "The clues point to Consort Rong and Second Prince, but our people are worried that it's a deliberate misdirection by the Crown Prince's faction, so we're still investigating."

  Actually, long before Lü Qi came here to report the matter of Yuemeng to the king, the king had already paid attention to this newly emerging organization in the imperial city. It's just that he was busy dealing with the war god on Wolf Tooth Island and put things down for now.

  However, they have been paying attention to the movements of the Jade Alliance, but the person hiding behind has never shown up, so they can't find out for the time being.

  Feng Chenye didn't say a word, his starry eyes, moistened by the misty air, stared into the unknown distance, lost in thought.

  "Your Highness, I'm afraid that after Lu Ke and Liu Yi return, they will stir up trouble in front of the Imperial Concubine. Should we send someone to inform the Imperial Concubine beforehand?"

  There was no response from inside, Qing Yi quietly guarded and did not continue to ask.

  Time passed bit by bit, and after a long while, Feng Chen Ye finally spoke in a light tone: "Do you think I shouldn't have offended her?"

  "I dare not." The green-robed man lowered his head and followed him. Having been with him for so many years, he was still very familiar with everything in the Yiwang Fu.

  He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Your Highness, I don't want to see the Seventh Prince in trouble."

  In fact, he just didn't want to see his master having a hard time.

  The Seventh Prince is the most important person in the Prince's heart, and the Prince resents not being able to hand over all the best things in the world to him with his own hands. The Seventh Prince is embarrassed, and the Prince will certainly not be comfortable either.

  Feng Chenye looked at the steaming water vapor and said helplessly, "Mu Jin is not as weak as you imagined. He has long known how to distinguish right from wrong."

  In the past two years, Rong Gui Fei seems to have taken an interest in more things than she did in previous years. She even wants to know about what's going on at Yi Wang Fu.

  Although he had always respected and protected her, he also couldn't tolerate others making arbitrary comments about him.

  He is no longer the naive and ignorant child of his past.

  Qing Yi was about to say something, but suddenly heard a hurried footsteps outside the door. The footsteps stopped at the door and a guard's voice came: "There is an urgent matter to report."

  Qing Yi stepped to the door and opened it, asking in a low voice: "What's going on?"

  "The general took the Ninth Sister and left."

  It's gone!

  Qing Yi's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and asked, "But can we go out for a walk?"

  The guard hastily replied, "Initially, the subordinates also thought so, but they have been gone for more than an hour, and eighteen riders have already chased after them. They were ordered to report back to the king if they didn't return within half an hour."

  Qing Yi's palm tightened, a thread of tension.

  He actually took the Nine Sounds and left, War God, this time he really made a mistake!

  He clearly knew the relationship between Wang Ye and Zhan Qingcheng, so he naturally understood that Wang Ye would keep Zhan Shen by his side. Even if there were occasional difficulties, he wouldn't really want his life.

  But this will make the God of War take the king's woman and escape, angering the king, and it is unknown what punishment he will receive.

  The king himself went to Wolf's Tooth Island to bring him back and would not let him leave easily.

  And he did not want to see any disputes between the two of them.

  "I understand, I will report to the king. You may go." The eunuch dismissed the guard and was about to turn back into the door when he unexpectedly met Wind Chen's dark eyes that were as black as the night.

  His clothes were obviously hastily put on, and there were still water droplets on his long hair. His face was cold and stern, with tightly pursed lips, clearly suppressing the anger burning inside him.

  Qing Yi was startled and hastily said: "Your Highness..."

  "I'll go myself."

  ……

  Eighteen riders, ten of whom sat high on horseback, only seven dismounted and approached the two in the war circle.

  Zhan Qingcheng gripped his long sword tightly, with Jiu Yin protected behind him. As he faced the approaching seven people, there was still no special expression on his face.

  They had just passed through the back mountain and entered the dense forest when the eighteen riders caught up with them.

  He had actually thought about it before and knew he might not be able to leave, but since he promised Jiuyin that he would take her away, he would never give up until the very last moment.

  Seven people still closed in, constantly tightening the battle circle, the long swords in their hands reflecting a cold light under the moonlight, and there was no expression on their faces, completely without any temperature.

  Jiǔ yīn jǐn jǐn gài zhe zhàn qīng chéng, yì zhí chén mò zhe.

  Translation: Nine sounds are closely attached to the city of war, silently sinking.

  When the eighteen riders came chasing after them, she had also thought of persuading Qing Cheng to give up and not make any unnecessary struggles.

  He is now sealed in his internal strength, relying solely on sword moves, without internal power, and is simply no match for the eighteen riders.

  However, Jing Cheng was unwilling to give up, so she also wanted to stand with him until the moment they fell together.

  A chaotic battle, where one spark can set off a fire.

  The person closest to the city, who was about to leave, suddenly let out a loud shout, jumped up from his long body, and leaped into the air. His figure paused for a moment before swiftly drawing his sword and stabbing it towards him at incredible speed.

  At the same time, the other six people also tightened their long swords, and the sword light flashed, meeting the several large vortexes that were rolling towards War City.

  However, their sword moves were like the War God's city, only having form but no spirit. They knew that the War God's Pipa bone was sealed and his protective aura was not present, so no one dared to use internal force against him, fearing that their own sword energy would harm him.

  Thus, he simply compared it to swordsmanship.

  The swordsmanship of Zhan Qingcheng was not extremely good or top-notch, but when facing the eighteen riders, his swordsmanship was still significantly better.

  Eight people came and went, gradually, the city with nine sounds retreated to a large tree, he gently pushed her out of the battle circle, raised his sword and went up against the eighteen riders.

  Although everyone's sword moves did not have sword energy and would not let Jiuyin be injured by the sword energy, but the knife had no eyes, and even Zhan Qingcheng, after exchanging more than a dozen moves with them, also inevitably got hurt on his body. He was afraid that Jiuyin would get hurt in the chaos of battle, so he pushed her out.

  Jiuyin drew out the dagger from his waist, keeping a close eye on the eight people in the chaotic battle, while also occasionally paying attention to the remaining ten people sitting on horseback, in case they launched a sneak attack on him.

  As she saw the wounds on her body increasing, that white dress was also stained with crimson blood. Even though she knew they were all minor injuries, her heart still ached.

  Tonight, she begged him to take her away. Knowing that the chance of escaping from Feng Chenye's hands was less than one in ten thousand, he still went with her without hesitation. If he got hurt and injured his body, she would definitely regret it to death.

  Ke Chen Qing completely ignored his own injuries and focused on repelling the eighteen riders.

  Although Jiu Yin didn't understand martial arts, he could clearly see that his swordsmanship was above the seven of them. Even if they combined their strength, they couldn't do anything to him.

  The remaining ten people sitting high on horseback were getting impatient, everyone's face was iron-green, staring intently at the fierce battle below.

  Half a stick of incense later, looking at the eighteen riders, two were injured under the war god's long sword, one was pierced through the right arm, and five people on horseback "brushed" out the long sword, jumped down from the horse, and quickly joined the surrounding attack.