He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

Inside the carriage, Su Qingluan withdrew her gaze, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing her sleeve as she thought to herself:

A woman? She's quite pretty.

His cultivation level is not low; he is definitely not a local from such a small country.

As she thought about it, she glanced sideways at Xu Yi beside her:

Could it be that they came looking for him? That damn man...

Su Qingluan gently swung her crossed legs, tapped her thigh with her fingertips, and the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off. Her brows furrowed.

In this life, Xu Yi was just a mortal when he was captured, so he probably wouldn't know such a beautiful female cultivator.

Then there's only one possibility: this woman is someone that damned Xu Yi knew in his past life.

And it's very likely that, like me, they were reborn with memories of their previous life.

Thinking of this, Su Qingluan felt as if something was blocking her heart, making her feel suffocated.

The wretched woman's nervous and helpless expression when she looked at the carriage suggested a relationship beyond ordinary circumstances.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and before she knew it, the jade pendant in her hand was crushed into powder.

Su Qingluan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart.

Immediately, she raised her leg and kicked Xu Yi's shin without any hesitation.

Xu Yi was engrossed in his reading when he was suddenly kicked. He immediately frowned and turned his head impatiently.

"What are you doing?"

Su Qingluan leaned against the carriage wall, her phoenix eyes half-closed, a mixture of indescribable emotions swirling within them.

"Can you tell me how many women you had relations with in your past life?"

Xu Yi was taken aback by this seemingly random question and gave Su Qingluan a strange look, whose expression seemed a bit off.

This woman is so strange. Her face keeps changing, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, and she suddenly asked such a question.

Xu Yi pursed his lips and deliberately raised his voice in response.

"Ten thousand."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qingluan's face darkened.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Xu Yi's face, pinching his cheeks hard with her fingertips.

"Speak the truth, don't just spout nonsense here."

Looking at Su Qingluan's angry phoenix eyes, Xu Yi rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Okay, not a single one."

"Not a single one?"

Su Qingluan raised an eyebrow, clearly disbelieving, and slightly increased the pressure on her hand.

"Xu Yi, you're going to be the emperor..."

"stop!"

Before she could finish speaking, Xu Yi abruptly slapped her hand away, breathing heavily and saying irritably...

"I really don't want to keep arguing with you like this."

He took a deep breath and continued.

"If I've told a single lie, may I be struck by lightning and crippled as soon as I get off the carriage! Is that enough?"

Boom!

A clap of thunder, and the once cloudless sky instantly turned into a vast expanse of dark clouds.

Xu Yi's expression stiffened, and he subconsciously glanced out the window.

Seeing this, Su Qingluan couldn't help but chuckle, crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow at him, and mocked him.

"Don't end up talking yourself into death."

Xu Yi frowned and stammered.

"This...this must be your doing. I'm telling the truth."

Su Qingluan ignored Xu Yi and quickly recited an incantation to deactivate the soundproofing array inside the carriage.

Then she raised her voice slightly and said in a deep voice towards the outside of the car.

"White Dew, Snowfall, Leaving the City."

Su Qingluan isn't trying to run away.

Instead, he wanted to meet this woman outside who was still up to no good, had an average figure (not as good as his), and was following him around.

Upon hearing the voice, the two masked women in black driving the carriage stiffened and responded simultaneously.

"yes!"

In the distance, in the shadows of the street corner.

Even though Jiang Xuange was noticed, she did not leave.

She watched the carriage speed away, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

He raised his hand and took out a black cloak from his storage ring.

Once the cloak was draped over her shoulders, her figure and aura blended completely into the surrounding environment.

Having done all this, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, transforming into a silent black shadow, and quietly followed after them.

This time, Jiang Xuange did not follow behind the carriage, but instead went around to the other side of the carriage.

Hiding in a dark corner of a dilapidated thatched hut by the roadside, he silently observed the situation, taking advantage of the building's concealment.

The carriage was moving very fast, and the curtains were slightly lifted by the wind, revealing a gap.

Jiang Xuange's gaze pierced through the gap and landed inside the carriage.

With just a fleeting glance, she felt as if struck by lightning, her whole body stiffening abruptly.

It was a back view that was both unfamiliar and familiar.

Is it him?

Is it really... really him?

Reincarnation...it must be reincarnation, indeed, the voice in my heart is real.

Then, who is the woman in that carriage to Xu Lang in this life?

Jiang Xuange's breathing became more rapid, and she pressed on even harder.

......

After a stick of incense had burned, the carriage stopped in a sparse grove of trees.

Su Qingluan was the first to lift the carriage curtain and step out. She straightened her sleeves and, without turning her head, gave orders to those behind her.

"Bai Lu, Zhi Xue, take him to a place further away."

Xu Yi was pulled out of the car by two masked women in black, each holding one of his arms. He looked at Su Qingluan with some confusion, wondering what she wanted.

Hidden behind a thick, ancient tree, Jiang Xuange overheard the entire conversation.

What are they going to do to Xu Lang?

Xu Yi was pulled to an open space a dozen steps away from the carriage, which allowed Jiang Xuange to better observe Xu Yi's condition.

Her gaze swept over Xu Yi's figure inch by inch, and then her pupils suddenly contracted.

Does Xu Lang have a wound on his lip?

Was that wound inflicted by being whipped or beaten? It's so pitiful...

Moreover... he even had spirit-sealing talismans affixed to his body?

Jiang Xuange's face darkened.

Could it be that my husband was arrested by these people?

That's definitely true, absolutely true!

Those two women, with low cultivation levels and wearing masks, were dressed in black and exuded a cold aura; they didn't look like good people at all!

And that woman who looks like a vixen is even less of a good person!

As Jiang Xuange was thinking, she suddenly met Su Qingluan's gaze.

Oh no, that vixen-like woman seems to have spotted me again!

Never mind, I'm going to win my husband back!

Once the thought arose, Jiang Xuange could no longer suppress it.

Her figure suddenly shot out from behind the tree, moving with ghostly speed, and in almost an instant, she was already in front of Xu Yi.

Jiang Xuange reached out, trying to grab Xu Yi's wrist and pull him behind her.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch Xu Yi, a long leg carrying a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept across.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Jiang Xuange was sent flying backward, crashing heavily back into the depths of the forest, breaking several large trees before finally coming to a stop.

Xu Yi subconsciously turned around and looked at the black shadow that suddenly appeared and then flew away, his eyes filled with astonishment.

What happened in that one second?

Su Qingluan withdrew her leg, looked up at the direction Jiang Xuange had fallen, and slowly extended a finger toward the grove of trees.

Crimson spiritual energy swirled around his fingertips, quickly condensing into two fist-sized red spirit orbs.

A few breaths later, the spirit sphere grew larger and larger, and the surrounding air was distorted by the scorching spiritual energy, emitting a muffled hum.

Bang!