"I know!" Shen Lixue slowed her pace and walked carefully, searching for weapons. The interior was simply and elegantly furnished, with all the furnishings clearly visible. She looked at it several times but couldn't find a single weapon.
Did Dongfang Zhan put all the weapons in the hidden compartment?
There are six hidden compartments in the inner room of Dongfang Heng's Fengsong Courtyard. He keeps some relatively secret items in these compartments, so that others can't easily find them.
Where is the mechanism in Dongfang Zhan's hidden compartment?
Shen Lixue frowned in thought, her scrutinizing gaze suddenly catching sight of a figure flashing past the window. Startled, she exclaimed, "Who is it?"
With a swift movement, the slender figure lunged towards the window to grab the person and prevent the secret from being revealed.
Unexpectedly, just as she leaped to the window, her foot suddenly slipped, and her slender figure fell straight into the trap.
"Li Xue!" Dongfang Heng exclaimed in surprise. With his robes fluttering, he arrived at the trap and reached out to activate the mechanism.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Countless guards and secret agents rushed in through the door and windows, wielding gleaming longswords, and quickly thrust them at his vital points.
Shen Lixue fell to the bottom of the trap, her head spinning as if she were in a fog. The environment beneath her was soft and fluffy, like falling into a thick pile of cotton. There was no pain as expected. A soft sound came from above her head; the trap opening had closed automatically.
"I didn't expect you to come to the Prince's Mansion!" A familiar, gentle voice suddenly rang out.
Shen Lixue was startled and looked up abruptly. In her hazy vision, she saw a mahogany round table. Beside the table sat a figure in sapphire blue, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine cup in the other, leisurely sipping fine wine. His handsome face and gentle smile were none other than Dongfang Zhan.
"You knew we were coming all along?" Shen Lixue squinted at Dongfang Zhan. He was like a leisurely hunter who had anticipated his prey's arrival and had set a trap long ago, preparing to capture it with ease.
"I only expected Dongfang Heng to come, I didn't expect you to come too!" Dongfang Zhan put down his wine cup, his ambiguous gaze sweeping over Shen Lixue's surroundings: "You're not hurt, are you?"
Shen Lixue looked down and saw that she was half-lying on a large bed. The thick brocade cushions and quilts were dented by her, which explained why she was unharmed even after falling down.
This is Dongfang Zhan's mansion, Dongfang Zhan's room, and Dongfang Zhan's bed!
She was startled, as if burned by fire, and quickly rolled over and got out of bed!
Dongfang Zhan frowned. Was she so eager to escape the bed that had saved her life because he was the owner of the bed?
A faint aroma of wine wafted through the air. Shen Lixue looked up and saw Dongfang Zhan put down his wine glass and walk towards her, a strange smile playing on his lips.
"Dongfang Zhan, what are you doing?" Shen Lixue asked coldly, quietly backing away, her cool gaze subtly scanning the surroundings for a way out.
Dongfang Zhan saw through Shen Lixue's intention and smiled, "This is a secret room. There are no windows, and the door is sealed. You need to trigger a mechanism to open it. If you can't find the mechanism, you won't be able to get out of the secret room!"
Shen Lixue frowned slightly and looked coldly at Dongfang Zhan: "Don't be too smug. Dongfang Heng will come in to save me!" Just because she can't get out doesn't mean Dongfang Heng can't get in.
Dongfang Zhan raised an eyebrow: "He's being held up by my guards and won't be able to get away for a while!"
Shen Lixue narrowed her eyes and listened intently. Sure enough, she heard the sounds of fighting coming from above. The sounds were faint, but the fighting was intense. Dongfang Heng was indeed being held back by the guards of the Zhan Prince's Mansion.
"There's fighting outside. Isn't it too boring for us to just stand here like this?" Dongfang Zhan lowered his voice, which was full of ambiguity.
“Prince Zhan is a man with superb martial arts skills. He bullies a weak woman like me. Even if I win, it doesn’t count as a skill!” Dongfang Zhan’s martial arts skills are on par with Dongfang Heng’s. Shen Lixue has no hope of winning against him.
"When did I ever say I wanted to compete with you in martial arts?" Dongfang Zhan suddenly moved closer to Shen Lixue, his delicate hand lifting a strand of her hair. A faint fragrance wafted through the air, stirring the heart. His gaze deepened, and his voice became even more ambiguous: "We can do something else!"
Shen Lixue's eyes turned cold, and anger burned in her chest. She suppressed her anger and took a step back, glaring at Dongfang Zhan with a wary look: "You are the Azure Flame King, and you have no shortage of women around you. Why bother me? After all, I am the adopted daughter of the War King, and we are cousins!"
Her martial arts skills were far inferior to Dongfang Zhan's. If they were to fight head-on, she would undoubtedly lose. To escape, she had to find another way, but the secret room was sealed, and she had not yet found the mechanism. How could she get rid of Dongfang Zhan?
“You and Dongfang Heng are also cousins, and you will be getting married in ten days!” Dongfang Zhan said calmly, his eyes deep, as he stretched out his long arm and quickly grabbed Shen Lixue.
Shen Lixue was startled and quickly turned around to avoid it. With a flick of her wrist, three silver needles shot towards Dongfang Zhan.
Dongfang Zhan neither dodged nor evaded, but lightly raised her slender hand, and a glittering silver needle was caught between her fingertips. Under the light of the luminous pearl, it scattered a cold silver gleam: "Chen Lixue, you can't escape!"
The deep, eerie voice sent chills down one's spine.
In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Zhan reappeared next to Shen Lixue.
Shen Lixue, wielding a dagger, swiftly lunged at Dongfang Zhan. Dongfang Zhan dodged casually, his gaze full of mockery. Her attack was swift, and her inner strength was quite impressive. She was like a wildcat with its claws outstretched, which only fueled one's desire to conquer her.
Dongfang Heng is highly skilled in martial arts and has many powerful bodyguards around him. The guards can't hold him off for long, so I can't waste any more time...
Dongfang Zhan's martial arts skills were higher than Shen Lixue expected. She concentrated her inner strength and attacked at the fastest speed, but she could not hurt him in the slightest. In the midst of her thoughts, her wrist was suddenly tightly gripped by him, and her body became light as he threw her aside.
She fell heavily onto the bed, feeling dizzy. A faint scent of ambergris lingered in her nostrils, and she felt the weight of a person on her body. Startled, Shen Lixue quickly looked up and saw Dongfang Zhan's handsome face right in front of her.
"Dongfang Zhan, get away from me!" Shen Lixue struggled fiercely, but Dongfang Zhan's martial arts were superior to hers. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from him. Her anger surged, and she shouted angrily:
"If you want to strike at Dongfang Heng, you can use other methods. Forcing women is despicable and shameless!"
"I did this not just to strike at Dongfang Heng!" Dongfang Zhan gripped Shen Lixue's wrist tightly, looking at her alluring face flushed with anger, his gaze deep, his fair hand unconsciously stroking her gently.
Her fair hands carried a faint scent of wine and ambergris, which smelled quite pleasant, but Shen Lixue found it disgusting. She abruptly turned her head and shouted angrily, "Dongfang Zhan, get out of here right now!"
Dongfang Zhan's hand landed on her hair, and a faint, elegant fragrance wafted into his nose. He was momentarily stunned, and his voice was low and chilling: "You came to me willingly, how could I let you go!"
Struggling fiercely, Shen Lixue's sleeve slipped down to her arm, revealing a dark cinnabar dot on her alabaster arm that was dazzling to the eye: she was indeed still a virgin.
When Dongfang Heng fell ill, Shen Lixue took care of him at the Holy King's Mansion. Dongfang Zhan had known about their time together in the same room for a long time, and he had guessed that something might have happened between them, but he still held onto a sliver of hope. He never expected that his hope would come true today.
"Dongfang Zhan, if something happens to me and it gets to the Emperor, it won't do anyone any good!" Dongfang Zhan pressed down on Shen Lixue, tightly restraining her arms. She was powerless to resist, so he brought up the Emperor to make him wary.
Dongfang Zhan smiled mysteriously and whispered suggestively in Shen Lixue's ear, "Can you smell alcohol?"
There was someone pressing down on Shen Lixue, heavy and making her chest feel heavy. She turned her head away from Dongfang Zhan: "Nonsense, the smell of alcohol was so strong, of course I could smell it!" She paused, then suddenly realized Dongfang Zhan's purpose, glaring at him fiercely: "You...you mean..."
Dongfang Zhan got drunk at the Zhan Prince's mansion. Shen Lixue came to see him, and in his drunken stupor, they had an affair. Even if it reached the Emperor's ears, he couldn't be entirely blamed, since Shen Lixue came to the Zhan Prince's mansion while he was drunk.
"You planned everything today!" Shen Lixue gritted her teeth, her heart suddenly sinking again. Could that feathered arrow have been deliberately left by Dongfang Zhan to lure them to the Zhan King?