s an experienced woman, pretending not to understand the teasing in his words was simply impossible.Fu Zi Mo let out a cold snort, leaning down and pressing her to the ground. Before she could react,...There was no wind, no moon, no stars, only the heavy metallic scent of blood rushing through the air.

A dozen guards wielded torches, illuminating the courtyard. Three corpses lay sprawled in the center, bathed in the flickering light. Blood still gurgled from their wounds, a testament to their recent execution.

At the front was a tall, burly man in black. He held a long sword and walked around the three corpses, using his sword to flip over their faces. After a glance, he scornfully said, "This is the concubine who seduced King Wu Xuan She doesn't look that impressive at all. She's far inferior to our young mistress."

“That’s not right, Miss. Oh, no, now we should call her Martial King's Consort. The Consort said this vixen relies on her good looks and figure to flirt with the King, and I also think these two women aren’t that pretty. Could it be we killed the wrong person” A guard beside the big man also felt something was off.

The burly man pondered for a moment, then glanced around the yard. "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be wrong. The yard is right, and there are three people in the yard, which is also right. By the way, call that fellow disguised as a peddler over here and ask him. Didn't he see the people in this yard at noon"

Upon hearing this, the guardsman immediately went to attend to it and brought back a young man in guard uniform shortly after. The man walked up to the three corpses and took a look, his face instantly paling.

“Wrong! Wrong! These aren’t the people I saw at noon!” The man was startled, his legs turning to jelly. Killing the wrong person wasn’t terrible; they were all from the mansions of high officials in the capital. Covering up the deaths of a few people wouldn’t be a problem. However, failing to complete their master's orders would get them into serious trouble.

And this time, it wasn't Miss Xiao who got her hands dirty, but the head of the prefecture!

The burly man was also frightened back a step. He glanced around, his mood sinking immediately. He gritted his teeth and quickly said, “What are you still standing there for Hurry up and dispose of these bodies! Wouldn't it be terrible if someone found them”

A group of people suddenly reacted and quickly rushed forward to deal with the body. However, before they could even start, a cacophony of footsteps sounded outside the courtyard gate, indicating that many people had arrived.

In the chaos, someone kicked open the door with a heavy thud, followed by dozens of officers barging in.

"This is indeed the scene of a murder! Apprehend these murderers," the leading constable commanded, "the magistrate has ordered a thorough investigation into this massacre!" At his command, the crowd swarmed forward, encircling the guards.

The scene in the courtyard had just taken place when someone vividly reported it to Wuxuan Wangfu.

In the study, with flickering oil lamps casting dancing shadows, Fu Zimo sat at his desk reading a mysterious letter. After hearing the news reported by the kneeling spy, his face darkened. Jinmu, standing beside him, couldn't help but speak up.

"My lord, this time the head of the manor's guards were caught on the spot by the city guards. It seems trouble is definitely brewing. Luckily, Miss Qin and the others left in advance, otherwise, if these people had come looking for them, they might have really hurt Miss Qin."

"Jin Mu!" Fu Zi Mo turned his head and gave him a cold glance. "Are you making excuses for her escape You think saying this will lessen the fury of this king"

Jin Mu was astonished and immediately knelt down on one knee before the desk, saying, "This subordinate dares not!"

"I wouldn't dare, yet I still did it." Fu Zi Mo snorted coldly. "You think if the people in the courtyard were really her, those people could truly hurt her Those dark guards were chosen by you, don't you even have this much confidence"

"My subordinate knows he was wrong!" Jinmu broke out in a cold sweat, but seeing the King truly angry, he couldn't help but say a word for Qin Luo'yan. Who knew that the king still saw through him.

"If you know you're wrong, you must be punished." Fu Zimo spoke in a calm tone, but his words sent Jin Mu into a cold sweat. He had followed Fu Zimo for many years, and Fu Zimo would only have him take punishment if he hadn't done something major properly. And Fu Zimo's punishments were not something ordinary people could withstand. He remembered the first time he was punished, he lay in bed for half a month before he could get up.

Jin Mu gritted his teeth and kowtowed to Fu Zi Mo, "This subordinate will immediately go receive the punishment!"

He got up and was about to go out, but Fu Zimo sneered, “What, do you want to use the punishment as an excuse to shirk your duty of capturing Qin Luoyan The people I want have never escaped. No one can!”

When Fu Zimu uttered these words, his entire body emanated a murderous aura. This aura sent a shiver down Jin Mu's spine. Did the king want to kill Qin Luoyan

He was startled by this thought, but he quickly calmed down. No, the prince wouldn't kill Qin Luo'yan, he would only kill everyone around her, making her know the consequences of running away from him.

"My subordinate dares not shirk this duty, I will definitely do my best to pursue Miss Qin!" Jin Mu hurriedly lowered his head with determination.

Fu ZiMo's gaze was like a knife, he waved his hand, and Jin Mu immediately let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the scout out of the study.

When they left, the study fell into complete silence.

Fu Zi Mo stared at the flickering bronze lamp, his brows and eyes no longer holding the previous gloom, but instead a kind of indescribable sorrow. If someone saw him now, they would never believe that the legendary King Wu Xuan could reveal such a wounded side.

"Isn't it just a title Didn't I already agree to give it to you What, are you looking down on the position of concubine You don't want to be a concubine, do you want to be a secondary consort Or the principal consort" Fu Zi Mo suddenly sneered, his voice laced with power. He punched the bronze oil lamp, sending kerosene splattering everywhere, but the wick stubbornly continued to burn.

His hands were smeared with tung oil, the scalding hot tung oil reddened the back of his hand, yet he didn't even frown. He simply walked to the window and pushed it open.

The sky outside was pitch black, his gaze falling on the swaying lanterns. He vaguely remembered his wedding night, when he had held her and fallen asleep. That night, he slept soundly, feeling secure and warm. That warmth seemed to linger still.

But he still made a mistake, knowing that so many eyes were watching him, he brought the danger to her. And now, none of it matters, she's escaped!

He escaped so cleanly and decisively, without a trace of attachment!

A cold wind blew in, and he felt his breathing ease a little. “Such a greedy woman,” he thought, “It seems I have indulged you too much!”

His voice dissipated in the cold wind, unheard and never reaching Qin Luoyan's ears.

He didn't know that in the inner courtyard of the palace just across the wall, Princess Wu Xuan, Xiao Changyue, dressed in crimson and brocade, was also standing by the window. However, her face was now contorted with rage.

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