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She crouched on the roof beam and looked Zhao Meiren over thoroughly before gracefully landing and whispering, "Wang Family Shop in the south of the city." Speaking behind her neck, Zhao Meiren's skin crawled, and after a moment, she instinctively opened her mouth to call out.

Yongye reached out and covered her mouth, "Want to leave the palace? Your lover is waiting for you." Zhao Meiren blinked, a tear fell, and she fell silent. Yongye breathed a sigh of relief, picked up some clothes to dress her, wrapped her in a blanket, and carried her out the window.

"Your eyes are as bright as stars," Zhao Meiren murmured as she lay in her arms.

Yongye pulled down his veil and smiled at her, "I like beautiful women, why don't you come with me?" Zhao Meiren was stunned by Yongye's exquisitely flawless face beneath the veil. She couldn't help but reach out and touch Yongye's face, her gaze dreamy, and whispered, "There really are people this handsome!"

Yongye couldn't help but laugh, like a beautiful spring flower blooming instantly. She quickened her pace, wanting to quickly send Consort Zhao out of the palace. Suddenly, something touched her neck, and she froze. "You..." At the same time, Consort Zhao slid off the high roof ridge.

"Ah..." The Zhao beauty who ambushed her had no martial arts skills. She screamed and flailing her arms and legs as she fell.

Yongye, however, fell to the ground as if his limbs wouldn't obey him.

Upon hearing the noise, the guards below the palace rushed out and nimbly caught the two.

Zhao Meiren was so frightened that she burst into tears.

Yongye gazed at the stars with a disgruntled expression, thinking, "Wasn't it me who was the one who got drugged with the needle from her ring? Why is she the one who's wronged? What should she do this time?" This was a difficult question for Yongye to answer. Seeing Feng Yangxi again brought her a strange sense of joy; perhaps she had always missed him, which was why she accepted this mission. However, thinking of the ladies-in-waiting in the inner palace and the seven beauties he had appointed, Yongye sighed. She thought to herself, "He's not so persistent anymore, because I absolutely have no desire to be one of the concubines in this palace."

While she was pondering, she was dragged into a hall by two guards like a dead dog.

"Your Majesty, the lecherous thief has been captured, and Consort Zhao is unharmed!" the guard reported loudly.

Yongye blinked and couldn't help but laugh. Long ago, after discovering she was a woman, she had always been resentful that she couldn't be a dashing young swordsman, or even a womanizer. She never imagined she could actually indulge in the fantasy of being a womanizer; how could she not be beautiful? "Lord Zhao, according to the laws of the Great Qi, what is the punishment for committing adultery and abduction?" She couldn't see, but she could hear Feng Yangxi's slightly smug voice.

Zhao Weishan respectfully replied, "According to the laws of the Great Qi, the punishment for this offense is whipping, tattooing, and exile." "I understand, you may leave." Minister Zhao bowed and withdrew. As he passed Yongye, he glanced at her and trembled in fright, taking three steps in two, wishing he could fly away.

Yongye thought maliciously, "Is Lord Zhao afraid of my future revenge?" The wide black dragon robe stopped before Yongye. Feng Yangxi looked down at her, his eyes full of laughter. "I only showed you Lord Zhao to let you know this was a scheme I orchestrated. Consort Zhao has already left the palace. I promised her that if she helped me with this, I would bestow her in marriage to her lover. The young man you met is her childhood sweetheart, the son of the Imperial Censor Liu—that's absolutely true. So, you can accept the ten thousand taels of silver with a clear conscience." "That's good. I'm quite short of money right now, otherwise I wouldn't have taken this job. After all, this is the palace; it's quite dangerous," Yongye chuckled.

Feng Yangxi squatted down, looked into her eyes, and asked, "You missed me, didn't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come knowing the danger." Yongye couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I was forced... well, if I didn't pay, the innkeeper would throw me out. People die for money, that saying is really true." "So you admit you couldn't have me? Humph, if I can't have you, I'll... punish you with whipping, tattoos, and exile!" Feng Yangxi said viciously.

"Who says you can't have it?" Yongye asked curiously. "The whipping, tattoos, and exile you mentioned, I wouldn't even dare to think about it. I've always been good at judging things." Feng Yangxi was taken aback, then picked her up, his eyebrows dancing with excitement, "That's wonderful! Absolutely perfect... Haha!" Yongye looked at him with a smile; Feng Yangxi's laughter was captivating. She swallowed hard. Flower thief, today I'll pluck the biggest, richest, and most powerful one!

Feng Yangxi hooked his fingers around her sash and tugged, parting the hem of her black night-clothes. He chuckled and said, "Yongye, back in the stone house in the valley, I swore I would devour you piece by piece, not too fast, not too slow." "Oh? It's a little painful to see you but not be able to have you, isn't it?" Yongye wasn't annoyed at all.

Feng Yangxi gritted his teeth in resentment. "Remember when you hid the throwing knife in front of me? I told you then that I had a way to find all the hidden weapons on you. The method is very simple: just strip you naked." As he spoke, he threw a bunch of hidden weapons on the ground, shaking his head as he did so. He really didn't expect that Yongye's slender body could hide so many things.

Yongye blinked, thinking that this method was indeed very effective.

Her long hair was loose. Feng Yangxi gently combed through her hair with his fingers, then pulled out a steel wire with force. He held it in his hand, looked at it, and laughed, "You used this to open the shackles at Li Yannian's place that day? You know a lot." Yongye was already lying naked, but Feng Yangxi laughed and said, "Let me see if you're hiding anything on your body." As he spoke, his hands touched Yongye's chest.

This was a man's instinct, Yongye sighed softly; she knew the consequences, of course. She didn't refuse, and subconsciously moaned along with his movements.

Feng Yangxi felt as if he were listening to the most beautiful song, its melody ancient and passed down, carrying the most primal allure and beauty. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, all his longing and love transforming into a fierce, conquering force, with an unwavering determination and fervor to fight for every inch of ground.

"Mmm..." Yongye breathed heavily, "I want to hug you." Feng Yangxi responded with a soft "Mmm." She had no hidden weapons, and her martial arts were no match for his. Could she possibly use her lightness skill while naked? He looked at Yongye with affection as her cheeks flushed red, her lips as red as cherries in August, and her eyes as gentle as spring water.

He smiled and took the sleeping potion from her, then whispered after a moment, "Hold me!" Yongye screamed, trying to jump up, but Feng Yangxi pressed her down with his hand, calling her softly with restraint, "Yongye..." His gaze was deep and affectionate, fixed intently on her, as he said, word by word, "I want you, only you! Even if you still have hidden weapons, even if you fall at my back again, I still want you." Yongye sighed deeply, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tightly. She wanted him too, only him.

The spring night is short and warm under the hibiscus-scented curtains; the sound of the water clock keeps me awake all night.

Raindrops dripped like pearls on the window sill, and in the long night, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, stealing a sly glint.

She yawned, lifted her foot to check, and the blood-red flower was gone. Yongye chuckled to himself, recalling the foot searches at the four gates of the capital that day, regardless of gender. This time, could they still check feet? She rose like a cat. Feng Yangxi was still fast asleep. She stared at him blankly, sighed softly, picked up her clothes and slowly put them on, giving him one last, lingering look before resolutely leaving.

A gust of wind and rain swept in when she opened the window. Only after the window was gently closed did Feng Yangxi slowly open her eyes.

He rested his hands behind his head, his dark, night-like eyes staring out the window, lost in thought.

Construction began on the shores of Sunset Lake, and within six months, a grand mansion was built, occupying the most beautiful scenery of Sunset Lake. The bamboo house and the mansion were incorporated into the mansion's territory.

Chen Qiushui stood in the waterside pavilion of Qiushui Villa, muttering to herself, "I heard from the palace that the Emperor has suddenly fallen seriously ill, appointing Prince Yan as regent. I heard he's going to abdicate and move to Sunset Lake for Prince Yan to recuperate. Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual. The retired Emperor abdicated due to poor health, and now the Emperor is also abdicating. What's wrong with the Murong family?" Upon hearing this, Yongye's hand trembled, spilling an entire bottle of ink onto the painting paper. She chuckled dryly, "This is the splashed ink technique. I wonder what I can paint this time." Chen Qiushui picked up the purple jade wolf-hair brush, pondered for a moment, and then sketched a fine horse. With a few strokes, she depicted a dashing swordsman, seated on the horse, his expression arrogant, his black robes fluttering.

Yongye glanced at it and said, "What, is this the kind of person that Master Chen admires most?" "Yes, able to give up what ordinary people cannot give up, able to seek what ordinary people cannot seek, following one's heart. A man of true character, I truly admire him!" Yongye snorted and said, "That house across the street is an eyesore, blocking the view of Qiushui Manor. I'm tired of living there, so I'm leaving." "You waited until the house was finished before leaving, planning to move to a house with a better view?" "I've run out of money recently, I can't afford to stay at your manor, I have to go to Chen Kingdom to earn some money." After saying that, Yongye turned around and left.

"This is an ancient and mysterious profession. Be careful someone doesn't steal your job," Chen Qiushui warned without looking up as she admired her work.

Yongye shrugged and walked away indifferently.

Zeya Yishui Residence.

The beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains is spread out before your eyes.

Today is the fifteenth, and a grand feast has been set up in Tingqin Xiaozhu, the most scenic spot in Yishuiju.

As night fell and all was quiet, a bamboo tube suddenly emerged from the water, illuminated by the lights of the small building.

Just then, a peanut was suddenly thrown down from the roof of the waterside pavilion, landing perfectly into the bamboo tube.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the water's surface, and Yongye leaped out like a fish. She nearly choked on the peanut, coughing as she simultaneously threw the throwing knife.

The man on the roof caught the flying knife with his bare hands and shouted, "Fish skin peanuts freshly stir-fried by the master chef of Yishuiju, aren't they delicious?" Yongye was stunned and jumped into the water as if he had seen a ghost.

The man lashed out with a whip, the tip of which wrapped around her foot as she leaped into the water. He yanked her violently, sending her flying, but in the instant Yongye spun around in mid-air and drew his sleeve dagger to sever the whip, he caught her. He gripped her body like an octopus, then spun and landed in the waterside pavilion.

“If you use any more hidden weapons, I’ll strip you naked, find all your clothes, and throw them away. Then I’ll cripple your martial arts and see if you can find a second pill to restore your strength.” Yongye smiled charmingly. “Why should I fight you, Master Feng?” Feng Yangxi stared at her and smiled too. “I’m not emperor anymore anyway. If you try to escape through the window again, I’ll chase you. I have plenty of time and energy.” “Why should I run? Actually, I really like the mansion by Sunset Lake. I have a big house to live in. Why should I stand here soaking wet in the wind? Let’s go back!”

Feng Yangxi looked at her with interest. "Your mood changes faster than turning the pages of a book. If I had known, I would have waited for you by Sunset Lake. Why did you have to come all this way?"

"Because I like it when you chase after me, you have to give me a way out, right?" Feng Yangxi couldn't help but laugh.

Two horses galloped through the mountains and forests.

Yongye chuckled, "Feng Yangxi, you're so silly. Why don't you become emperor? I actually really want to play around with the women in the harem. They say the harem is the most powerful place in the world, it must be a lot of fun." "If you like me, you can marry nineteen concubines like Chen Qiushui did, just as much fun." "Fine, I'll find nineteen young men and have them seduce them." Feng Yangxi shut his mouth and put on a stern face.

Half an hour later, Yongye chuckled softly, her body leaping up and landing on Feng Yangxi's horse, where she nestled into his arms.

The wind blows, ignoring her.