This year's Chrysanthemum Banquet is over, and the topic of conversation in the streets and alleys of Beijing has finally changed.

  Xie Xiao Houye of Lin'an Houfu, with an extremely overbearing attitude, extinguished the prestige of two younger brothers. Although his actions were arrogant and domineering, in a short period of time, he revealed a demeanor that made people understand that the name "Jade-faced Rakshasa" on the battlefield was not in vain.

  Another one is Shen Miao, the silly and cute one.

  As if reborn, or perhaps the blood of the Shen family had finally been stirred up, the foolish and weak Shen Miao was gone, replaced by a sharp and fierce girl who stood opposite Cai Lin without batting an eyelid. The ferocity that seeped out from her gaze made the young men and women of her generation somewhat wary of her.

  As a result, those who had previously ridiculed her in the Guangwen Hall restrained themselves somewhat.

  Cai Lin returned to Guangwen Hall, facing Shen Miao with an unpleasant expression, staring at him without making a move. It seemed that Shen Miao had left some shadow on him that day.

  Feng Anning looked at Cai Lin's appearance and smiled: "I didn't expect that the overlord would be a little afraid of you now."

  Shen Miao glanced at Cai Lin, who hastily turned away, looking somewhat fearful. She couldn't help but smile inwardly, thinking that Cai Lin was just a spoiled and arrogant young master in her eyes, and she didn't want to waste any more energy on him. Besides, the Cai family's downfall wasn't far off, and this pampered young master would eventually have to endure many hardships.

  However, it is said that the two brothers of the Xie family were seriously injured. Lin An Hou did not pursue the mistakes of Young Master Xie, but instead invited a doctor to let the two brothers recover from their injuries. In fact, they were being placed under house arrest. Feng An Ning sighed and said: "It seems that Lin An Hou really favors his eldest son, it's indeed true."

  "Where did you learn this from?"

  "I overheard my parents' conversation." Feng Anning said with some pride: "However, if it were someone else, they would probably also dote on Young Master Xie, but the fact that she doesn't say anything is because she is Princess Yuqing, who has royal blood..."

  Shen Miao raised an eyebrow, to be honest, she always felt that the death of Yuqing Princess of Lin'an Marquis's household was somewhat suspicious. Given Lin'an Marquis's current attitude towards the two brothers of the Xie family, there is no reason why he would have let Fang Shi live peacefully until now when he first learned of Yuqing Princess's death.

  As she was lost in thought, she saw Pei Lang walking in.

  Pei Lang's face wore a gentle smile, and he happened to be looking in Shen Miao's direction. Their eyes met, and Pei Lang couldn't help but pause slightly.

  At the Chrysanthemum Banquet, Shen Miao's performance finally made Pei Lang put away his disdainful heart. From then on, he also began to notice that Shen Miao was not ordinary, and he sensitively felt that Shen Miao seemed to be paying attention to him in secret, although he didn't know why, but it made this young master always feel a little uneasy, as if being stared at by something. But thinking that Shen Miao, no matter how formidable, was just a teenage girl, he again thought it was his own paranoia.

  "What are you staring at him for?" Feng Anning asked in surprise, and then thought of something and was shocked: "You're not having a crush on him again, are you?"

  Shen Miao now never mentions Fu Xiuyi, cold and icy as if she had forgotten this person. This makes those who like to watch the excitement notice something. Shen Miao probably knows that she is not worthy of the imperial family and has gradually given up her thoughts. At the Golden Chrysanthemum Banquet, she didn't chase after Fu Xiuyi, which can be seen from this. As for Pei Lian, although his status is slightly lower, he is elegant and refined, with broad knowledge and learning, and it's natural that he wins the favor of young girls.

  Shen Miao's head hurt a little, and she withdrew her gaze: "Of course not." She was just thinking that since Pei Luan didn't mention the "Xinglv Strategy" at the Golden Chrysanthemum Banquet, Fu Xiuyi wouldn't have taken it to heart. But this person would eventually become a great hidden danger, and if he were to be used by Fu Xiuyi in the future... Shen Miao's face sank, fearing endless troubles ahead.

  She can no longer covertly eliminate Pei Lang and has to take a detour.

  ……

  In the midst of the capital city, the Baixiang Building is at this moment filled with music and dance. Even in broad daylight, the silk curtains and night pearls placed everywhere make the entire building shine brightly. The sound of strings and bamboo wafts through the air, and occasionally someone stops outside, but can only gaze longingly, for no other reason than that ordinary wealthy families who enter the Baixiang Building are somewhat embarrassed by their own poverty, as even a small pot of tea here is extremely valuable, making it a true treasure trove.

  At this moment, by the window, sat a middle-aged man with luxurious clothes. The man's clothing was all top-notch, but he was born ferocious and dark thin. Under his robe, on the left leg, empty and hollow, it was Prince Yu.

  "Have you made it clear to the Shen family?" He asked after a while, his tone gloomy.

  "Your Highness, I have already made arrangements with the second mistress of the Shen family. Three days later, the ladies of the Shen family will go to Wulong Temple to burn incense, at that time..."

  "For three days." Prince Yu's brow furrowed, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He waved his hand: "Prepare everything that needs to be prepared. It has been a long time since I've met someone as interesting as you."

  For so many years, he has been lustful and cruel, and the number of women who died at his hands is countless. However, those women, no matter how hard they resisted, could not stir up any waves. In the entire Mingqi, he had long known Shen Xin's notorious name, and what kind of taste it was to be the daughter of such a powerful general. And on that day at the Golden Chrysanthemum banquet, Shen Miao's ferocity left him thoroughly entertained. A wild cat that knows how to resist might be more flavorful than those wooden beauties.

  He licked his lips, and a hint of lust flashed in his eyes.

  In the room opposite to him, a man in white clothes was sitting in front of a crystal table. He was about twenty years old, born handsome, and had a very gentle temperament. After listening for a while, he looked at the person in front of him with a playful expression and said: "It seems that the beauty you saved has got into trouble again."

  Across from him, the young man in purple robes sat lazily, saying indifferently: "The Shen family is asking for trouble, and this is also caused by Shen Xin. For now, it's just a test, but one day, no one in the Shen family will be able to escape."

  The man in white robes paused for a moment, then suddenly looked at the young man with a serious expression: "Xie San, why did you do that earlier? You injured your younger brother during the assessment. Are you planning to start your plan ahead of schedule?"

  The person sitting opposite him was none other than Xie Jinghang. He raised his lips in a smile: "What's the difference whether we meet ahead of time or not?"

  "If you had struck first... Did they ever know?" The man in white asked hesitantly.

  "Haoyang, you don't understand one thing. Here and now, I'm the one who calls the shots." Xie Jing said calmly: "The longer we drag this out, the more it's to my disadvantage. If the mountain won't come to me, then I'll go to the mountain." By the time he finished speaking, his eyes had become even darker, and he no longer looked like a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old young man.

  A man named Gao Yang was taken aback, then let out a bitter laugh: "Forget it, I just came to watch you. But in fact, I didn't have the confidence to stop you anyway." He changed his tone: "However, three days later, aren't you going to investigate something at Wòlóng Temple? Maybe you can even save the beauty again." He smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

  "Haoyang, your eyesight is as bad as ever." Xie Jinghang raised an eyebrow: "That Shen family girl, isn't someone to be trifled with."