"What’s wrong?" Ji Chengjue asked.

"Someone is coming."

Master Zhang’s expression changed immediately, and with a wave of his hands, two surges of energy rose, directly opening the door to the small hall.

At the door,

stood a person,

that person held a sword in their hand.

"Seventh Uncle, have you come to congratulate me on behalf of the Princess? Then I must thank my Princess sister. It turns out my Princess sister still treats me well; she won’t forget about her brother."

Ji Chengjue rose with a sincere smile on his face but did not step forward to greet; instead, he retreated while speaking the welcome.

Then,

Ji Chengjue suddenly noticed,

Fanli and the sword maid, who were previously sitting at the dining table eating pickled crab, had retreated even faster than he!

"......" Ji Chengjue.

On the contrary, Master Zhang had placed his hands in front of him, blocking Seventh Uncle.

"I am about to draw my sword," Seventh Uncle said.

"No, no, no!"

Ji Chengjue gritted his teeth and began to walk forward, sitting back at the table.

Fanli and the sword maid continued to retreat, their steps resolute.

Seventh Uncle looked at Master Zhang before him and smiled.

"Master Zhang, step aside."

Master Zhang narrowed his eyes but still stepped to the side.

There was a Seventh Uncle beside the Princess who never showed off, and although his cultivation base wasn’t high, it was rumored he spent his life mastering a sword technique so terrifying that it could only be used once in a lifetime.

Seventh Uncle walked to the table, sat down, and looked at the pickled crab on the table, saying,

"Miss likes this flavor."

At the Earl of North Border’s mansion, males lived the days as soldiers in the army, but females were excluded. Although the women were likely to live just like their men, if they truly wanted something savory to eat, it wasn’t against the ancestral teachings.

With the Princess’s status, even if she were on the desolate edge of Beifeng Prefecture, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to want a taste of pickled crab.

"What do you intend to do by coming here?" Ji Chengjue asked.

Actually,

someone appearing silently at the door of his small hall already said a lot.

The Prince’s residence housed more than just the Sixth Prince.

The eldest prince had received a mansion, the second prince, the Crown Prince, lived in the East Palace, the third prince was at the heart of the lake pavilion, and the seventh prince, being young, still lived within the palace alongside his mother.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth princes all lived in the Prince’s residence, guarded by the imperial guards around the perimeter, under heavy security.

"By my lady’s order, I’m here to kill you."

Upon hearing this, Ji Chengjue,

instinctively closed his eyes,

then a smile appeared on his face,

and he cursed,

"That madwoman, that lunatic!"

This is simply,

too absurd.

He had just gotten married,

he had just revealed his cards to his father,

he had just demonstrated his capabilities before his father,

everything was gaining momentum,

only for, at this moment and this night,

that crazy woman to send someone directly to kill him!

Everyone was a cultured person, regardless of age, everyone was scheming like old foxes, only for a person to suddenly flip the table!

Laughing and crying,

yes,

that’s exactly it — laughing and crying,

but after the laughing and crying,

what remains,

is intense... impotent fury.

Honestly,

even when his father was manipulating him, Ji Chengjue had never been as powerless as now because he knew his father wouldn’t suddenly kill him without a sound.

But that crazy woman would,

that woman raised in a honey pot would!

Don’t fear a woman’s madness, fear when she goes mad, and there are several scary entities beside her that can accompany her madness!

Retreating Fanli and the sword maid, upon hearing the succinct answer, the sword maid displayed shock while Fanli expressed delight, even whispering,

"Beautiful."

One night, while the blind man and Lord Zheng were chatting and smoking leisurely, they once said that everyone has their own way of perceiving the world. For instance, you see those in psychiatric hospitals as lunatics, but perhaps to aliens, outsiders are the truly insane for locking geniuses in what resembles prisons as psychiatric hospitals.

Though the Princess’s actions might seem absurd;

in Fanli’s eyes,

it’s undoubtedly a brilliant move bringing life from a desperate situation, a remarkable play within obscurity to light.

For Fanli, being a demon king, was keenly aware of what kind of situation might evolve if given a few years to his lord and the Sixth Prince.

This act, akin to Fanli’s initial suggestion, "How about cutting the lord," proves just as ingenious.

Others laugh at my madness, and I laugh at their inability to see through.

Seventh Uncle pulled out a jade pendant from his pocket, the pendant was indeed exquisite and valuable, but in the eyes of someone of Ji Chengjue’s stature, it seemed rather ordinary.

Seventh Uncle tossed the jade pendant onto the table,

poured himself a cup of wine, drank it,

pointed at the jade pendant,

and said,

"This is the wedding gift, I’ve had the celebratory wine."

Ji Chengjue took a deep breath and said, "Seventh Uncle is truly a man of refinement."

Seventh Uncle shook his head and said, "In front of Sixth Prince, no one dares to be finicky. No matter how refined, one cannot surpass you. Even today, I learned how many of Yanjing’s so-called refined and extravagant dens were actually your creation, Sixth Prince."

"Haha, you’ve made me laugh, Seventh Uncle. Those are nothing but little tricks unworthy of elegance, just earning some pocket money."

Seventh Uncle placed his left hand on his sword hilt,

Master Zhang quickly extended his index fingers,

while Ji Chengjue immediately called out:

"Seventh Uncle, could you spare me a moment, don’t act hastily, you will regret it, no, the Princess will regret it!"