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"It seems that this nine-tailed fox is quite an interesting variable."
Emperor Yuanjing, do you think you can deal with me by joining forces?
"Then I'll show you my true strength and methods, Wei Changxuan."
Wei Changxuan pondered to himself, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
His gaze was sharp as a knife, revealing a hint of coldness and determination.
It was as if, at that moment, he had already foreseen the victory.
In the days that followed, the entire capital city became even more turbulent.
Those mysterious and powerful outsiders also flocked to the capital.
And the other side.
The valuable information from the Luo Wang network flowed continuously into Wei Changxuan's hands.
at the same time.
Since practicing dual cultivation with the Imperial Preceptor Luo Yuheng, Wei Changxuan felt that the power within his body had become even more magnificent and expansive.
It was an unprecedented sense of fulfillment, like having a vast and boundless ocean hidden within me.
Energy flowed continuously and surged through his meridians.
Standing in front of the mirror, examining himself, Wei Changxuan discovered that...
Not only does the skin radiate a healthy glow, but even the subtle aura that is usually hard to detect becomes stronger and more captivating.
He exuded an undeniable and powerful aura from within, displaying composure and confidence in every gesture.
On such a quiet, yet unpredictable afternoon,
Wei Changxuan sat alone in his study, closing his eyes to rest.
The air was filled with the faint scent of ink, and on the desk lay an unfinished manuscript and a half-cup of warm tea.
Just then, the quiet was broken by the sound of faint but hurried footsteps outside.
The door opened slightly, and the maid Chi Lian's voice came through: "Master, there are guests outside..."
She then continued, "The one who came was a woman who called herself Princess Consort of Zhenbei—Mu Nanzhi."
Upon hearing this, Wei Changxuan involuntarily raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He was familiar with the name; he had reached a tacit understanding with the old man in the pitch-pot game before.
In Wei Changxuan's memory, the other party always appeared dignified, elegant, noble, and approachable.
Why would she visit at this critical juncture?
Although Wei Changxuan was filled with doubt, he was driven by courtesy and a subtle premonition.
Wei Changxuan did not refuse, but instead calmly instructed, "Please invite the Princess Consort inside for a chat."
A moment later, a gentle breeze drifted in.
A slender, graceful figure slowly stepped across the threshold and entered the room.
What comes into view is a soft and elegant pink tulle dress that gently wraps around the woman's body, making her figure even more graceful.
Her long, glossy black hair, reaching her waist, cascaded smoothly over her shoulders.
It added a touch of gentle and graceful beauty to her originally slightly pale face;
However, the only flaw was that her bright eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and anxiety.
"Young Master Wei, please forgive my intrusion."
As soon as she stood still, she gave a slight bow in greeting.
His tone was gentle but slightly hoarse, clearly indicating that he had recently been under considerable mental stress.
Looking at the woman in front of him with her head bowed and eyes downcast, Wei Changxuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
The scene before him stirred up some scattered fragments of his past memories.
But he quickly composed himself and asked in a deep voice, "May I ask what brings the Princess here today?"
Mu Nanzhi gently bit her lower lip, her tender skin turning slightly pale from the force.
A faint hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, as if she were going through a difficult choice.
But in just a moment, that vulnerability was replaced by strength.
After taking a deep breath, she finally decided to bravely voice her request:
“Young Master Wei, as you know, I have been confined to the Royal Zhenbei Prince’s Mansion because of my special status.”
The Prince of Zhenbei is cruel and suspicious. He ignored me and left me to fend for myself.
Whenever I think of the free world outside, my heart is filled with longing and anticipation.
And now that I've heard that the Prince of Zhenbei will be returning soon, I'm extremely worried..."
As she said this, her voice trembled almost imperceptibly.
It was as if every word had exhausted all her strength.
"I also heard that Young Master Wei has some grudges with the royal family."
Therefore, I am taking the liberty of seeking your help today, hoping to escape this prison with your assistance.
Sitting opposite him, Wei Changxuan, upon hearing these sincere and sorrowful words,
A slight ripple appeared between his brows.
Clearly, what the other person said touched a nerve.
He clearly realized that the person in front of him, though imprisoned,
Behind the woman who still retains a sense of pride and courage,
Standing there was the enemy whom everyone hated so much—the Prince of Zhenbei.
“My esteemed lady, please believe me, I also hate that unscrupulous man to the core.”
His deep yet magnetic voice rang out, revealing an indescribable air of dominance.
"However, it will not be easy to help you escape this calamity."
It should be noted that the opponent is no ordinary person; he has no shortage of loyal and well-trained assassins under his command.
Add to that the heavily guarded Prince's residence, and the influence of the imperial family in the capital…
At this point, Wei Changxuan's gaze became even more resolute.
"Moreover, choosing to help under such circumstances also involves great risks."
Therefore, if you want to persuade me to risk lending a helping hand,
"Then, Princess Zhenbei, what kind of reward can you offer?"
At this moment, Mu Nanzhi felt a tightness in her heart, as if she had been suddenly grabbed by an invisible hand.
She naturally understood what Wei Changxuan meant.
At this moment, she was not just in a dark and damp secret room,
They were even more deeply trapped in a vortex of emotions that grew heavier with each passing layer.
The pressure from the Prince of Zhenbei was like an invisible mountain, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
And the words of this young master Wei in front of me
It's like a ray of light through a crack, offering hope while simultaneously bringing immense uncertainty.
"Young Master Wei, I know my current situation is truly dire,"
I don't have anything on hand that can directly help you.
"I speak urgently," Mu Nanzhi said, her tone a mixture of pleading and helplessness.
His eyes were filled with a longing for liberation.
"But if you can help me break free from that suffocating control."
"I will do my utmost to accomplish anything within my power."
Looking at the woman's anxious expression,
Wei Changxuan's gaze softened.
But at the same time, there was also an indescribable emotion.
A slightly mocking smile gradually bloomed at the corners of his mouth:
"Your Highness, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you out of this predicament."
But you must understand that nothing in this world can be obtained without paying a price.
My help is the same, and I hope you understand the deeper meaning behind it.
Upon hearing this, Mu Nanzhi's expression instantly changed.
Like a bright red apple bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, it is dazzling and eye-catching.
A blush of shyness spread across her cheeks.
Although she had married into the royal family long ago, she received strict etiquette training from a young age.
But when faced with such a blatant hint, I still felt incredibly embarrassed and flustered.
"Young Master Wei, how could you make such an inappropriate request?"
No matter what, I am still the Princess Consort of Zhenbei!
How...how could I so easily succumb to...such an unreasonable desire?
She stammered in response, her eyes revealing a resolute determination after her righteous refusal.
It also implies a sense of grievance that comes from being forced into a desperate situation and having nowhere to turn.
However, Wei Changxuan did not seem to be swayed in the slightest by the other party's tough attitude.
Instead, he continued to persuade her with an extremely calm and composed attitude: