After conquering seven male favorites, the vicious heroine wants to run away

Chapter 156 Sowing discord
Screams echoed throughout the prison, the roads were stained with dark red blood, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt coals.

The jailer respectfully led the way, saying, "Please, Imperial Preceptor."

Qinghe followed behind him at a leisurely pace.

Upon arriving at his destination, his gaze fell indifferently through the iron bars onto the disheveled man crouching in the corner.

The jailer unlocked the door, and the clanking of the chains startled Prince Anchang, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

"Who's there? Who is it?"

He parted his dry hair, trying to make out who it was. "It's you."

Anchang King struggled to break free of his chains, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

"You filthy dog, you blocked my way. If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you all back then, instead of sparing your dog's life."

The clanging of the chains could not conceal his anger.

Qinghe looked at the barking prisoner with an unchanging expression. "King Anchang is no different from a long-tongued demon. I wonder if he will have his tongue pulled out if he falls into Avici Hell?"

Tianxun stared straight ahead with a serious expression, secretly thinking to himself: Master, please stop laughing, it's creepy.

“Long-tongued demon, hahaha, long-tongued demon,” King Anchang was obsessed. “I am the reincarnation of the Purple Star, how could I fear a mere evil spirit?”

"It was her!" he roared, his eyes wide with rage. "If it weren't for her protecting you, you wouldn't be able to defeat me. She deserves to die."

One mistake leads to another; Princess Nanyue's transformation shattered all his plans. She shouldn't be alive, she shouldn't be alive.

Qinghe's smile remained unchanged, but the killing intent in his eyes was palpable.

"She won't die, but you will die tomorrow."

He slowly walked up to Prince Anchang, and Tianxun, understanding the situation, seized him and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

After swallowing the pill, Prince Anchang's expression changed drastically. He suffered excruciating abdominal pain and collapsed to the ground, rolling around uncontrollably.

"My patience is running out. I'll just ask you one question: what did you do at the Imperial Preceptor's residence three years ago?"

To survive, he abandoned his Ji family name and became his master's disciple, plotting for years only to seek revenge, but in the end, he couldn't protect his master.

Not knowing the cause of their master's death, and having lost their master's immortal body.

He has suffered greatly for three years, all for the sake of making them pay with their lives.

The Prince of Anchang was writhing in pain, yet he still cursed, "That old bastard deserved to die! Hahaha..."

"Shi Nuanyu, infatuated with beauty, forced that old scoundrel to his death. How delightful, how delightful!"

His eyes were filled with venom. "The old Grand Tutor died because of you. You'll never know the truth."

The pain in his abdomen was excruciating and burning, and blood spilled from Anchang King's mouth. He lay helplessly on the ground, unable to move.

Qinghe's smile deepened. "Whether you want to die or not is not up to you."

He will spend this night in endless torment, and tomorrow's execution will be his end.

Shan Baiyu, who had been waiting outside the prison for a long time, casually handed him a handkerchief.

"Are you just going to let him go so easily?"

They all knew that finding the old national advisor had become his obsession, and now they had failed to get any clues from the King of Anchang.

Qinghe took the handkerchief and wiped his face. "Thank you. Even on his deathbed, he was sowing discord. He didn't know where his master was."

Dan Baiyu's eyes revealed disdain, "Having committed so many evil deeds, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to execute the entire family."

He was also involved in the deaths of his father and brother.

Qinghe glanced at his attire today, and his smile faded slightly.

Are you going back to the princess's residence tonight?

Thinking of someone in the manor, Shan Baiyu's cold eyes softened with tenderness.

“I will return to the southern border tomorrow. Yu Changfeng will switch places with me for the night.”

Qinghe stated the truth directly, "He had no choice but to change his identity. He pretended to be someone else to gain Nuannuan's sympathy, and tonight he'll be serving her in bed smelling of medicine..."

Before the words were fully spoken, both understood what was meant. The warm sunlight slanted in, filling the study with a peaceful atmosphere.

Yu Changfeng sat lazily behind the woman, leaning on her shoulder, like a huge wolf king protecting his beloved food.

Shi Nuanyu was reviewing memorials, and whenever she came to a point she didn't understand, the man would always ask her insightful questions.

At this moment, she looked at the problem on the memorial and was troubled. "Recently, a large number of refugees have appeared in Jiangcheng. I request the imperial decree to suppress them. I hope the Imperial Preceptor will grant my request."

After much thought, she decided to write a letter to appease the displaced people and bring them into Jiangcheng.

"No!" Yu Changfeng interjected, "Jiangcheng borders Dongchen, and the refugees are fleeing from Dongchen here."

This also indicates that something is wrong with Dongchen Kingdom, and it is only right that troops be sent to suppress it and protect the people of Jiangcheng to prevent unrest.

Shi Nuanyu's expression was conflicted. "But they are all ordinary people. Wouldn't sending troops to suppress them mean taking their lives?"

In her previous life, she was just an ordinary person who only hoped that everyone could live a better life.

Yu Changfeng chuckled and nuzzled her neck. "Your Highness's heart is still too soft. The Dongchen royal family has always been cunning."

If the refugee crisis is part of their scheme, the influx of a large number of refugees into Jiangcheng will inevitably lead to unrest.
If Dongchen were to send troops now, Jiangcheng would be powerless to resist.

"Your Highness, you must understand the principle that moving one hair can affect the whole body."

Shi Nuanyu felt enlightened and, after thinking for a long time, wrote the word "Approved" on the memorial.

After reviewing the last memorial, she turned around suspiciously and looked directly at the man.

"Why are you so familiar with state affairs?"

Yu Changfeng calmly and composedly took her hand and wiped away the red marks.

"As the saying goes, 'the more you see, the more knowledgeable you become,' Your Highness really thinks I'm just a reckless brute who shouts for battle."

Shi Nuanyu let out a long "oh," not entirely believing him. Seeing the man's serious expression, a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

He shamelessly patted and pinched his pectoral muscles, saying, "This brute doesn't have a physique as good as Master Jingzhu's."

She deliberately poked at a certain spot, "Are all martial arts heroes this fit? I'll find an opportunity to recruit martial arts heroes to take a good look."

Provoked relentlessly, Yu Changfeng, panting heavily, bit down hard on her fair earlobe, giving a clenched command.

"No! If Your Highness dares to seek them out, I will kill them all."

As the crown prince of a nation, it was already unbearable to share a wife with another man; sooner or later...

Shi Nuanyu's eyes curved into crescent moons, and she smiled in a harmless manner.

"That's ridiculous. Master Jingzhu isn't my male concubine. What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

Having gone from a man of high status to a lowly thief who wasn't even a male concubine, Yu Changfeng helplessly pulled her into his arms.
"You heartless and fickle woman, you promised to let me into your household, and now you're pretending you know nothing."

Shi Nuanyu wasn't going to put up with him. "Then tell me who you really are? I can't just let you into the manor without knowing anything about you."

This person gave her a feeling of both strangeness and familiarity, and she wanted to see who he really was.

"Princess, Young Master Shan has arrived."

A maidservant outside the study interrupted Shi Nuanyu's questioning as she turned to respond; the man had already jumped out of the window.

They are fast runners, though.

Those who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes. Shan Baiyu glanced at the person jumping on the roof and then calmly looked away, quietly walking behind Zhenbao, who was crouching in the corner peeking.

The words written on it were immediately visible: "The princess and Young Master Yu are flirting in the study, inseparable, only one step away from taking the final step."

Dan Baiyu's face darkened. He swiftly pressed the little girl's pressure points, snatched the notebook, and quickly flipped to find his own page.

First line: General Shan has a sour face; the princess dislikes him.

Second line: General Shan forced the princess.

Third line: General Shan gave the princess a hard time.

Up to line 50: Young Master Shan steals a kiss from the princess under the moon, shameless.