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

The shop owner was incredibly envious to see three such beautiful women all circling around one man.

He had lived most of his life, and this was the first time he had ever seen such a pleasing sight.

Although everyone had some injuries, the shop owner was a perceptive person and could tell at a glance that the four of them must be people of great importance.

The portly shop owner quickly stood up, put on a big smile, and went to greet him.

"Gentlemen, are you looking for a place to stay?"

"Yes, book two superior rooms."

Su Qingluan glanced at the shop owner behind the counter and took out a high-grade spirit stone from her ring.

This one spirit stone is enough to equal half a month's revenue for this inn.

The shop owner's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly nodded and bowed in agreement.

"Alright, sir! Two superior rooms will be prepared for you right away, and hot water and medicine will be delivered shortly!"

Su Qingluan ignored the shopkeeper's solicitousness, turned to look at Jiang Xuange behind her, and arrogantly said...

"Let's each take a wounded soldier and share a room. You and that potato, and I and Xu Yi."

Siyun, who was leaning against the door frame picking her ear, bristled when she heard the woman address her that way again, and retorted sharply.

"Who's the potato! You long-necked woman!"

Jiang Xuange ignored the noisy Siyun beside her. Her gaze was fixed on Xu Yi next to Su Qingluan, and her gentle expression darkened.

"Why should I?! You're dreaming!"

"Xu Lang needs to rest. You have a volatile temper, and having you around will only make him uncomfortable. He must stay in a room with me!"

Su Qingluan chuckled and slightly raised her chin.

"Because it was my money."

"You think you're the only one with money? I can contribute too!"

With a cold face, Jiang Xuange raised her hand and took out a high-grade spirit stone of the same quality from the storage ring at her waist.

Su Qingluan glanced at the spirit stones in Jiang Xuange's hand, her tone tinged with sarcasm.

"What's the point of taking it out now? Why didn't you do this earlier? Paying now is pointless."

Jiang Xuange was speechless, her face turning pale and then red.

She turned to look at Xu Yi, who was leaning against the side, still pretending to be weak.

That's it. She didn't want to let the ailing Xu Yi waste any more time in the inn's lobby with them.

It's only been one night. Once Xu Lang recovers, there will be plenty of opportunities to take him away from this woman.

The group followed the shop owner upstairs, and after being assigned rooms, they prepared to return to their respective rooms.

Walking down the corridor, seeing Jiang Xuange's sullen face beside her, Su Qingluan deliberately slowed her pace, took Xu Yi's hand, and began to tease him leisurely.

"Why the long face? You're probably secretly thrilled to get a room for a day without paying a cent, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuange paused, then glared fiercely at Su Qingluan.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and threw the high-grade spirit stone in his palm toward Su Qingluan.

Without turning her head, Su Qingluan caught the spirit stone with precision.

She smiled at the spirit stone, and without saying a word, she pulled Xu Yi and turned to go into a guest room next door, slamming the door shut.

Jiang Xuange stood there, staring at the closed door, her chest heaving with anger.

Finally, he could only stomp his foot in frustration, then turned and helped Siyun toward another guest room.

The guest room is luxuriously furnished, with carved wooden beds covered with soft quilts, tables and chairs made of fine wood, and calming incense burning in the corner.

As soon as Xu Yi entered the room, he broke free from Su Qingluan's hand.

He staggered to the soft bed, clutching his forehead and furrowing his brow, looking utterly weak.

Su Qingluan closed the door, turned around and leaned against the door panel, arms crossed, looking at the person on the bed with a half-smile.

"Stop pretending. I already scanned your entire body with my divine sense, and there's clearly nothing wrong with you."

Xu Yi shrank further under the covers and said in a muffled voice

"What am I pretending for? I'm just dizzy!"

Su Qingluan walked slowly to the bedside, her gaze falling on his pale face. She didn't expose him further, but simply said...

"Alright, alright, then you should get some rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, a ball of crimson spiritual energy appeared in her palm.

Su Qingluan leaned down and pressed her hand against Xu Yi's back.

Xu Yi's body reacted as if he had been scalded; he instantly sat bolt upright in bed, staring at her warily.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing."

Su Qingluan's voice remained calm as she placed her hand on Xu Yi's back again.

"Just lie there obediently, I'm not going to kill you."

Xu Yi looked at her, his eyes full of suspicion, but he didn't move.

Su Qingluan's divine sense, along with the crimson spiritual power, seeped into Xu Yi's body, carefully examining his limbs and bones.

She was investigating whether Xu Yi had been marked with some kind of mark.

That damned woman Jiang Xuange must have used some kind of trick to find her and Xu Yi.

Time passed slowly, but Su Qingluan's brows furrowed more and more. She examined Xu Yi's body over and over again, but ultimately found nothing.

There wasn't even a trace of tracking, let alone any unusual spiritual energy fluctuations.

This result annoyed her, so she withdrew her hand, and the spiritual energy at her fingertips dissipated.

Looking at Xu Yi's feignedly weak face, she felt a mischievous urge to tease him, and gently tickled Xu Yi's side.

Xu Yi tensed up, jerked upright, and glared at her with a mixture of shame and anger.

"What are you doing!"

Su Qingluan raised an eyebrow, withdrew her hand, and slowly straightened up, her tone carrying a hint of self-righteous arrogance.

"What are you yelling at me for? Can't I even joke with you now?"

"No!"

Xu Yi said with a frown.

Seeing his sullen expression, Su Qingluan felt a smile in her eyes, and her annoyance subsided somewhat.

Just as he was about to reach out and continue teasing Xu Yi, his fingertips suddenly paused.

A faint divine sense was cautiously slipping through the door and probing into the guest room.

The aura of that divine consciousness was very familiar; Su Qingluan knew without even thinking who it was.

It's nothing more than that woman, Jiang Xuange, being worried about Xu Yi, or afraid that she would escape with Xu Yi, so she secretly used her divine sense to spy on him.

You like watching, huh? Then you'd better watch it properly for me.

She leaned down, her pink knees gently touching the edge of the bed, then lifted her leg and sat on Xu Yi.

Before Xu Yi could react, Su Qingluan reached out and pressed his shoulder, leaned down slightly, and kissed Xu Yi's lips heavily.

Xu Yi's eyes widened, his pupils contracted slightly, his mind went blank, and he subconsciously raised his hand and grasped Su Qingluan's slender waist.

Her waist was so slender and supple that Xu Yi couldn't resist giving it a squeeze.

Meanwhile, in the guest room on the other side, Jiang Xuange, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed and probing the opposite room with his divine sense, suddenly opened his eyes.

Her gentle almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger, and she practically sprang from the bed in an instant.

"Shameless, crazy woman!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed open the door and stormed off to the room opposite.

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