I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

The capital city, the residence of the Third Prince.

Snapped!

A fine white jade teacup was smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces instantly.

"Luo Qing is dead?!"

The elegant young man's face was ashen, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

He was none other than Lu Feng, the third prince of the Great Qian Dynasty and Luo Qing's true master.

"What happened! Wasn't he supposed to deal with that good-for-nothing? How did he end up getting himself involved?"

"Who did this?!"

Lu Feng's chest heaved as he angrily questioned.

"Your Highness, please calm down."

The refined-looking man standing to the side bowed and said, "According to the last message our people sent back, Luo Qing did indeed go to deal with Chu Feng last night. To be on the safe side, he also brought along Bai Ying, a Grandmaster-level expert ranked seventh on the Great Qian's wanted list. The result... they all died, including Bai Ying, not a single one survived."

"White Eagle is dead too?" Lu Feng's brows furrowed. "A grandmaster who had been famous for many years, just died like that, without any explanation?"

He paced back and forth, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

"Weren't our people in the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion keeping a close eye on him? Besides a maid, what other experts does that kid have around him?"

"Your Highness, this matter is indeed strange. Our men have confirmed repeatedly that no experts entered or left the palace last night." The refined man was also completely baffled.

"How is things going with Marquis Tiannan?" Lu Feng rubbed his throbbing temples.

"Upon hearing the devastating news, Marquis Tiannan was overcome with grief and anger, and vomited blood and fainted on the spot, but his life was not in danger."

"Damn Chu Feng!" Lu Feng slammed his fist on the table, gritting his teeth. "How can that bastard be so tough! Even after all this, he still won't die!"

A glint flashed in the refined man's eyes, and he spoke again: "Your Highness, I have also learned of another matter. Tomorrow, the Eastern Palace will hold a birthday banquet for the Crown Princess, and the Crown Prince... has specially invited Chu Feng."

Swish!

Lu Feng paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "My dear second brother is trying to win over the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion!"

"Exactly." The refined man analyzed, "Although the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion has suffered a great calamity, even a centipede with a hundred legs will not fall down. Once the marriage between Chu Feng and the Duke of Xiao's mansion is confirmed, the combined strength of these two powerful military families will not be underestimated. If the Crown Prince wants to secure his position as the Eastern Palace Prince, he will certainly not let go of this opportunity to provide timely assistance."

He changed the subject, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "However, I do have a plan that might allow us to kill two birds with one stone tomorrow."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Lu Feng became interested.

The refined man immediately stepped forward and whispered something in Lu Feng's ear.

Upon hearing this, the gloom on Lu Feng's face vanished, replaced by a chilling sneer: "Alright! That's settled then!"

……

Meanwhile, at the Imperial City Guard headquarters.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Tianming, the commander of the Imperial City Guard, sat in the main seat, his face as cold as ice, his gaze sweeping over the four commanders standing below him like a knife.

Originally, there were five commanders, but the fifth one, Jiang Feng, had recently become a dead man under Chu Tianyuan.

"The heir of the Marquis of Tiannan's mansion has been beheaded within the capital and his head displayed at the gate of his residence! This is a grave disgrace to our Imperial City Guard!"

Tianming's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like an ice pick, piercing everyone's ears.

"If we can't find the murderer and give the Marquis of Tiannan and the higher-ups an explanation, not only me, but all of you should be stripped of your official robes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the commanders stepped forward from the crowd.

"Commander, based on our overnight investigation, we have identified a key suspect."

"Who?" Tianming slightly raised his eyelids.

"The Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion, Chu Feng!"

Upon hearing this, the air in the hall seemed to freeze.

Tianming narrowed his eyes, his cold, piercing gaze fixed on the other man: "Jiang Shan, are you sure?"

"I confirm," the middle-aged man named Jiang Shan replied in a deep voice, a hint of barely perceptible hatred hidden in his eyes. "Firstly, two days ago, Chu Feng killed four powerful young men at Xueyue Tower because of some matter. Upon investigation, it was found that those four were acting on Luo Qing's orders. Chu Feng has sufficient motive to kill them."

"Secondly, last night Luo Qing mobilized the Marquis's forces to clear out an entire street, and that street is the only route to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion! The time, place, and motive all match up!"

Jiang Shan spoke clearly and logically, his words ringing out with conviction.

Tianming tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, making a rhythmic sound, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Since there's suspicion, find an opportunity to bring the person back for questioning. However, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is not an ordinary place. Before taking action, it's best to find some more conclusive evidence to make it an ironclad case, so that even that old bastard Chu Tianyuan has nothing to say. Understand?"

"Understood!"

Jiang Shan immediately bowed and accepted the order, a cruel smile spreading across his face from an angle unseen by anyone.

Brother, I will avenge you soon!

……

Night falls at the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion.

boom!

In Chu Feng's room, an incomparably powerful aura suddenly erupted, and the violent energy spread like ripples, instantly turning all the tables, chairs, and furnishings in the room into dust.

Swish!

He suddenly opened his eyes, two sharp glints flashing in his eyes, and exhaled a long breath.

"Finally... I've broken through to the Innate Realm!"

Chu Feng slowly stood up, clenched his fist, and felt the surging, powerful true energy within his body. An unprecedented sense of strength welled up within him.

With the help of the massive resources he obtained from the Misty Rain Pavilion last night, he not only broke through the shackles and stepped into the Innate Realm that martial artists dream of, but also leaped to the mid-stage of the Innate Realm!

Three days!

In just three days, he transformed from an ordinary person with no strength to a master of innate power!

Such speed is astonishing if it were to be told.

He then pushed open the door and went out, just as Uncle Fu was walking towards him, holding a gold-embossed invitation.

"Your Highness, this was sent by someone from the Eastern Palace during the day. Please attend the Crown Princess's birthday banquet tomorrow."

"The Crown Princess's birthday banquet?"

Chu Feng accepted the invitation, his expression immediately turning strange. The image of that night, when he and the noble Crown Princess made love, involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

He coughed lightly, quickly shaking these chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

That kind of thing, once is enough, it can't happen a second time.

"Okay, I understand." Chu Feng casually put the invitation away.

Just then, another servant hurried over: "Young Master, there is a man outside the manor who calls himself Fatty Wang and is requesting an audience."

"Oh?" Chu Feng raised an eyebrow and walked directly toward the gate of the mansion.

Wang Pangzi was standing on tiptoe, peering into the doorway. As soon as he saw Chu Feng, he beamed and came over.

"Brother Chu! I've finally found you! I heard that Snow Moon Pavilion has some new dancers. Their figures, their dance moves... wow... absolutely stunning! Shall we go and see them?"

"Sure, I've got nothing better to do anyway."

Chu Feng nodded and followed the enthusiastic Fatty Wang, strolling leisurely towards Snow Moon Tower.

Meanwhile, at the south gate of the capital.

A troop of dusty cavalrymen entered the city. The leader, dressed in bright red armor, was none other than Xiao Nihuang.

At this moment, she was covered in dust from her battle, and her striking red armor was stained with a few dark bloodstains that had not yet dried. There was a hint of sharpness in her eyes.

"Finally back in the capital!" The blue-armored female guard behind her breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the words were even finished, a group of people quickly approached from the front, bowing in unison: "Welcome back to the capital, Miss!"

They were the retainers of the Duke of Xiao's household.

"How is Grandpa's health?" Xiao Nihuang dismounted and asked.

"Reporting to Miss, the Duke is well and waiting for you at his residence," the head servant replied respectfully.

Xiao Nihuang nodded, then asked, "Where is Chu Feng now?"

"This..." The servant hesitated, his expression faltering.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Nihuang frowned.

"According to our scouts, Prince Chu... is currently on his way to Snow Moon Pavilion."

Swish!

Upon hearing this, the female guards in blue armor behind Xiao Nihuang immediately erupted in anger.

"What?! That bastard!"

She angrily retorted, "General! You traveled a thousand miles from the border for this marriage, encountering three ambushes along the way, facing countless dangers! And he, on the other hand, had the leisure to visit brothels! What does he take you for?!"

The surrounding air instantly turned cold.

Xiao Nihuang remained expressionless, but a hint of coldness gathered in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

"I'm not going back home."

She suddenly spoke, mounted her horse, and spoke in a voice as cold as ice.

"Let's go to Snow Moon Pavilion!"