Remarried to a top-tier playboy, her reborn ex-husband is filled with regret.

Outside the gates of the Prince Zhongyong's Mansion in the capital.

Before dawn, Xiao Fang had already put on his riding gear.

When he arrived at the front yard, more than two hundred imperial guards from the Inspectorate were already lined up.

These people were all notorious playboys in the capital.

But after this period of baptism, they all shed their carefree demeanor and became like demons.

Today they were all dressed in matching black riding outfits, their horse harnesses were neat and tidy, swords were at their waists, and there was not a trace of joking on their faces.

Lu Zhao rode his horse and circled around at the front of the group. When he saw Xiao Fang come out, he immediately shouted.

"Look your best! Act like normal people!"

Lin Huiyin reined in her horse, unusually not waving her fan.

"This isn't a spring outing. Once we step out this door, anyone who embarrasses Xiao Fang will be dealt with one by one when we get back."

The group of wealthy young men responded in unison, "Yes."

Xiao Fang mounted his horse, holding a heavy token in his hand.

The base is made of black iron, with the two characters "Dragon City" engraved on it.

The Crown Prince entrusted the Dragon City Guard to him.

Xiao Fang raised the token high.

"The Longcheng Guard will also come with us to this bandit suppression operation."

The 30,000 Dragon City Guards had been waiting outside the West Camp for quite some time.

They were the most elite imperial guards under the Crown Prince, consisting entirely of cavalry.

The moment the horse's hooves moved, the entire long street trembled.

The people in the capital were awakened before dawn and began to peek out through the cracks in their doors.

Behind the shop, several early-rising merchants could only see a vast expanse of black-armored cavalry, like molten iron flowing down the long street, even shaking the dust off the street.

The officials were even more alarmed.

What is Xiao Fang up to now? Is something big about to happen?

Some timid people had their mansion gates closed early on, and didn't even dare to attend the morning court session.

No one dared to watch.

Because the one leading the troops was Xiao Fang.

After leaving the capital, the army marched day and night, heading straight for the fiefdom of the Prince of Jin.

No one dared to stop them along the way.

Where 30,000 cavalrymen passed, dust filled the sky, and government offices and post stations cleared the way.

Within a few days, Xiao Fang's army had arrived outside the city of Jin.

The city was built against the mountain and had only one entrance and exit, the main gate.

The city gate was extremely thick, covered with fine iron, and the mountain walls on both sides were so steep that even monkeys could not climb it.

The city wall was built from the foot of the mountain all the way to the middle of the mountain, and behind the crenellations, there were countless archers, with arrows pointing outwards.

The Prince of Jin had made preparations in advance.

The private soldiers inside the city had already formed ranks.

Although the moat was not filled in, the drawbridge was not lowered.

The Prince of Jin stood on the city wall, watching Xiao Fang's army split into two wings.

He had thought Xiao Fang would challenge him and attack the city.

But Xiao Fang didn't.

Once the 30,000 cavalrymen were out of range, they suddenly scattered on the spot.

Set up camp.

Set up camp.

They buried the pot and cooked a meal.

The main entrance was completely blocked.

The camp was located just outside the range of crossbows.

Those on the city wall could see him, but they couldn't hit him.

The Prince of Jin felt a chill in his heart.

Xiao Fang is trying to trap him to death.

The Prince of Jin's palace was piled high with grain and fodder, and there was a spring on the mountain, so he was not afraid of being besieged.

But this move did surprise him.

He originally planned to wait for Xiao Fang to enter the city before closing the gates and beating the dog.

But Xiao Fang didn't fall into the trap at all.

"He's quite the fighter."

"The Prince of Jin said in a low voice."

Long Yuanming stood behind him, his gaze never leaving the large banner with the character "Xiao" below the city.

"He brought only the Dragon City Guards with him; the Crown Prince gave them all to him."

The Prince of Jin's voice was soft, but it couldn't hide the tension within.

The Prince of Jin glanced at him and smiled.

"What, scared?"

Long Yuanming remained silent.

The Prince of Jin slowly walked to the parapet and gently tapped a stone with his hand.

"You should take a look at the people you've recruited."

If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have bothered to come here.

"My humble, isolated fiefdom has never offended Xiao Fang."

Long Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle, we are still uncle and nephew..."

"Uncle and nephew?"

The Prince of Jin suddenly laughed.

Even fathers and sons keep clear accounts. Can your title of "Imperial Uncle" fill your stomach or serve as a weapon?

"I use real money to support these soldiers."

Soldiers need food to fight, armor needs to be repaired when it's worn out, and swords need to be sharpened when they're dull.

"Tell me, which of these things can be accomplished with just words?"

He finished speaking with a smile on his face, but his tone was very cold.

"I'll give you three more days."

If you can't produce anything within three days, I'll have no choice but to hand you over to Xiao Fang.

"Don't blame me for being heartless then, Your Majesty."

Long Yuanming's expression froze for a moment, then he quickly broke into a smile.

"Uncle, you jest. How could I possibly come empty-handed?"

The Prince of Jin glanced at him but said nothing more.

"Then we'll see in three days."

After saying that, he turned around and went down the city wall.

Long Yuanming stood there, and only after the Prince of Jin had walked far away did the smile on his face gradually disappear.

He gripped the city brick tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Old man.

He cursed inwardly.

Ultimately, all they want is the little bit of wealth he has.

But the Prince of Jin didn't think about it.

If Long Yuanming really reveals all his trump cards, who in this Jinwang City would care about his life or death?

Long Yuanming lowered his head, his hand unconsciously pressing against the jade pendant at his waist.

That was the only token of his entire fortune.

If he takes it out, it can remain in the city three days later.

But if the Prince of Jin takes the money and then turns his back on him, he won't even have the means to escape.

But I won't give it to you...

He looked up and glanced down at the city walls once more.

Lights began to illuminate Xiao Fang's camp one after another.

A dark-colored command tent stood in the center, with guards patrolling outside. The entire camp was eerily quiet.

As Long Yuanming was looking around, he suddenly saw the man outside the command tent stop and turn to look up at the city wall.

He couldn't see Xiao Fang's eyes clearly.

But in that instant, cold sweat poured down his back.

He quickly crouched down and hid behind the battlements.

My heart is pounding so hard it hurts in my chest.

He didn't know if Xiao Fang had seen him.

But he knew that Xiao Fang was definitely waiting for him.

He will escape from the city on his own.

Long Yuanming leaned against the cold city bricks and slowly exhaled.

I'm afraid I won't be staying in the Prince of Jin's residence for long.

Even after nightfall, the camp outside the city remained brightly lit.

The patrolling cavalry checked the camp in circles, and the entire camp was quiet and orderly.

No one looked behind the mountain.

The soldiers guarding the city wall, who had been watching the flames, gradually relaxed.

In the direction of the back mountain, in a dark forest, dozens of figures were climbing up the cliff face.

They didn't use torches, but relied on the scattered stars peeking through the clouds to find their way.

They were all dressed in black, with short knives in their mouths, using their hands and feet to cling to the rocks like geckos.

The leader was Lu Zhao.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, yet his movements were extremely gentle.

The mountain wall was slippery, and he had to test the rocks with his hand before he dared to exert force with each step he took.

"This crappy place is even harder to climb than the walls of the capital."

He muttered a curse in a low voice.

Lin Hui followed behind, saying nothing, only glaring at him.

More than fifty people climbed over the most remote gap in the mountain.

There were only two sentries there, and they were taken down from behind as soon as they heard the slightest noise.

Lu Zhao dusted off his hands and turned around to count the number of people.

Xiao Fang glanced at them; there were over fifty, not one missing.

"Walk."

He gestured towards the city.

In the darkness of night, figures, like mountain spirits, silently pounced on the Prince of Jin's residence.