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While Duan Xingyi was lost in thought, Duan Zitong quickly stepped forward to pull him back.

"Xingyi! You're courting death! You have never had smallpox when you were young. If you were to be infected, the consequences would be unimaginable! Doctor Zheng! Hurry up and treat the crown prince. If anything happens, you all will lose your heads! " Duan Zitong clearly cared for his younger brother well. At the side, Physician Zheng waved his hand and withdrew the big man, then he walked to Duan Xingyi's side and placed his hand on Duan Xingyi's wrist. Only then did Duan Xingyi pull his wrist away.

"This crown prince is fated, how can something so easily happen to him? It's my royal sister who needs to be properly treated by the imperial physicians!" Duan Xingyi spoke coldly before leaving Zheng Ting Ze's residence.

Looking at Duan Xingyi's leaving figure, Zheng Tingze felt relieved in his heart. Luckily, Duan Mu Yan was meticulous in his actions, otherwise, even if he had a thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

"Doctor Zheng, you can start. I'll be going back now …" Duan Zitong vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out. However, it was time for her to return to the palace. She believed that Xiao Yuxuan was waiting for her news.

After all the people in Zheng Tingze's manor had left, Duan Mu Yan walked out of the room.

"Yan'er kowtowed to her master. If it wasn't for Master fighting with his life on the line, I believe Dou Jingjun would have already passed away." Duan Mu Yan expressed her gratitude, and when she bent down to pay her respects, she was stopped by Zheng Ting Ze.

"I have only done my best. Fortunately, you managed to invite the Seventh Elder to shoulder this crime. Otherwise, the Crown Prince wouldn't let this matter go so easily!" Zheng Ting Ze sighed lightly, fear still lingering in his heart.

"This is not because of Mu Yan … Mu Yan cannot stay here for long. Although General Dou left the imperial city, it's hard to say if Duan Xingyi will track him down in secret. Mu Yan will prepare a place for General Dou to stay. " As Duan Mu Yan spoke, she left Zheng Ting Ze's residence with Zi Min.

The west side of the temple was in ruins. The carriage came to a screeching halt as the driver jumped off the carriage and lifted the curtain.

"General, please speak further." This was none other than Yan Wuhen. Dou Jing guessed that who would be so daring as to take the risk of cheating the Emperor and save him from ascending to heaven. Only Zhu Xu and Xiao Yin would dare to risk their lives in this situation.

Speechless, Dou Jing jumped off the horse carriage and entered the run-down temple with Yan Wuhen.

"Wuhen greets the general!" When he saw her magnificent appearance and extraordinary bearing, the two steps he had taken just now had shown that her lightness skills were not weak. He must be a cultivator, and not just that, he was not an ordinary person.

"Forget about it. Now that Dou Jing is only a fugitive, there's no need to be so polite. Little brother, just who exactly is your master?" Why did you save me? This is a death sentence to behead! " Although Dou Jing had guessed a bit, he wasn't sure.

Since my master has set his heart on saving the general, he is not afraid of the crime of beheading him. Although the general has escaped from the imperial city, it is difficult to ensure that no one will harm him, so Wu Hen ordered someone to prepare a manor for the general in Ping Yang near the imperial city. The general can temporarily stay there. Wu Hen casually handed over the noodles that Zi Min had made beforehand to Dou Jing Jing.

"This old man understands the intentions of your master, but …" This old man wishes to return to the estate. " Now that he wanted to see his family, it was even harder than ascending to heaven.

"Old General, don't worry. Everyone in the residence is safe and sound, but if the old general were to return and alert us, the consequences would be unthinkable." Yan Wuhen reminded.

"Forget it!" But this old man really wants to know who your master is? Is it the Old Prince Xiao or Prime Minister Zhu? " Dou Jing asked doubtfully.

"It's not time yet. When the time comes, the old general will naturally know who my master is. However, there is one thing. It definitely isn't Xiao Wang or Prime Minister Zhu. Rest assured old general, everything that my master has done is for the best! " Wu Hen could only point to the limit. At this moment, ten people wearing martial attire suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Mouse, Ugly Ox, Yin Tiger, Bumblerabbit …" Young chicken kowtows to the old general! " After the ten of them kowtowed, Yan Wuhen glanced at Dou Jing, who was wearing his mask on his face.

"Old General, until we meet again!" Yan Wuhen cupped his hands in greeting, and then watched Dou Jing and the rest leave.

Spring Festival.

As Ni Chang was performing in the main hall on the first floor, she caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure walking up to the second floor. Her eyebrows were like ink paintings, her eyes were like stars, her figure was enchanting, and she had an alluring beauty. It didn't take a guess to tell that this was Meng Yan, whom she had been waiting for a long time.

The moment Duan Mu Yan entered the Purple Butterfly Pavilion, Yan Wuhen walked out from his room.

"This subordinate pays his respect to Pavilion Master!" Yan Wuhen respectfully bowed. Every time he saw Duan Mu Yan, the palpitations in his heart would rise up as if it was promised.

"How's it going?" Duan Mu Yan worriedly asked.

"Reporting to Pavilion Master, everything is going well. Zi Shu and the others have already escorted General Dou Jing to Pingyang." Yan Wuhen reported based on the facts.

"Fortunately, I didn't waste my time in the end." Duan Mu Yan sighed deeply.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do next?"

"This matter is too big, so to prevent Duan Xingyi from having any suspicions, we'll just stay put. If we want to eliminate all of our enemies, the next one might be Zhu Xu. You can secretly send people to monitor the surroundings of the Prime Minister's Estate. If there's any movement, we'll immediately report it." Unknowingly, she had already placed himself in the position of a decision maker. Not only that, his thoughts were meticulous, and he wasn't alarmed at all.

"Yes …" After receiving his orders, Yan Wuhen suddenly felt that someone was walking over from the outside. Just as Yan Wuhen left, Zi Min's voice came from outside.

"Miss Ni Chang, please wait a moment. Min Er will report back right away …" Zi Min respectfully said before she walked into the Purple Butterfly Pavilion. Xing'er stepped forward to the side.

"Master, that young lady's martial arts were quite powerful …" Xing'er was aware that she had a lot to say, so she lowered her eyes, hoping that her words would be able to catch Meng Yan's attention.

Before long, Zi Min respectfully walked to Ni Chang's side.

"Miss Ni Chang, please …" Hearing her voice, Ni Chang elegantly entered the room. At this moment, Duan Moyan had already arrived at the entrance.

"I saw Miss's performance in the main hall just now. It really is the sound of nature. Yan'er admires it …" Duan Mu Yan replied with a gentle voice and a smile. At such a close distance, she could not help but exclaim, "Such a beauty, if she were to die, it would truly be a pity. If she were to become my woman, then this journey would not have been in vain."

"You flatter me, little sister Yan'er …" "It seems like you and Ni Chang were on good terms at first sight …" The words were filled with praise, but what made Duan Mu Yan uncomfortable was that Ni Chang was holding her hand, rubbing it back and forth from time to time. This kind of situation was extremely inappropriate between two girls.

"May I ask who Miss Yan'er is?" Ni Chang asked with a light smile, still holding onto Duan Moyan's jade-like fingers.

"I grew up in Jiangnan. I'm new in the imperial city, so I'm still not familiar with it. Look at me, you've been here for so long, yet I haven't even poured you a cup of tea …" Duan Mu Yan took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and pretended to pour her tea. At this moment, Ni Chang gave Xing'er a sidelong glance. Xing'er understood what was going on and immediately snatched the teapot from Duan Mu Yan's hands.

"Just let this servant handle this …" Xing`er did the same thing, but her hands slipped and before the teapot could fall out of her hands, Zi Min, who was standing beside Duan Mu Yan, caught it with a flash of her hand.

"Miss, be careful. The water in the jug is very hot, it wouldn't be good if it splashed on people …" Zi Min said indifferently. She placed the teapot on the table and retreated to Duan Mu Yan's side.

"This is your servant, Yan'er?" What a high level of martial arts you have? " Ni Chang sighed.

"Rainbow Skirt is too serious, it's just some kung fu, not worth mentioning …" "Tea …" Duan Mu Yan was afraid that Ni Chang would once again wrap her arms around her, so she immediately lifted the teacup with both hands. Ni Chang laughed lightly without saying a word and also started drinking. Roughly two hours later. Ni Chang questioned Duan Mu Yan as if she was looking for an account. Her pitch-black eyes flashed with a cold light that chilled people to the bone. Before Ni Chang left, she seized the opportunity to rub her hands once more.

"Miss, this Rainbow Dress …" Just as Zi Min wanted to speak, she was stopped by Duan Mu Yan.

"Shh …" This is not the place to talk. " Duan Mu Yan frowned as she pondered in her heart. She understood what Zi Min meant, so she believed that Yao'er had also figured it out. Just what was the background of this Ni Chang?

Returning to the Plum Feather Pavilion, Ni Chang suddenly rubbed her hands together as she savored the memories of her pair of tender, jade-like fingers. Those hands were perhaps the most tender and smooth hands he had touched in her life, and her extravagant hopes of killing Duan Mu had already taken root in her heart.

"Mistress, do you think that Lady Meng Yan is suspicious?" Xing'er could see that Ni Chang was infatuated with Duan Mu Yan and couldn't help but worry for her.

"Doubtful! Very suspicious! But it must not be Shen Hansheng's man! " Ni Chang said firmly.

"How can Mistress be so sure?" The moment Xing'er opened her mouth, she felt a hand grab her neck. Before she could react, her entire body was already smashed into the bed railing.

"Xing'er, this time you really did not behave well. If I say it wasn't so, then it isn't …" "There's no other reason!" Ni Chang's voice slowly changed to a male's voice. Xing'er knew that a great catastrophe was about to befall her, so it wouldn't be easy for her to calm Ni Chang's anger.

"Ugh …" Xing'er wanted to explain herself, but Ni Chang didn't give her the chance. Her pupils became darker and darker, the originally gentle outline became sharper and sharper, especially the pair of green eyes within it, clearly indicating his desire.

"Master... "Master …" When she saw Duan Mu Yan just now, she had longed to be on top of her beauty. It seemed like the fire that she ignited could only be extinguished by Xing'er, and the sudden pain caused Xing'er's entire body to tremble, tears of despair filled her eyes, but Xing'er did her best to not let them fall. If Ni Yan saw her crying, her fate would be hundreds of times worse than it was now.

"I'll do it myself until I'm satisfied!" Her ice-cold voice was filled with temptation. After Ni Chang finished speaking, Xing'er's heart was filled with pain. This sort of humiliation was even worse than being abused by Ni Chang. However, what could she do in order to survive? At this moment, she swore that if Gui Luosha died in the Great Mo Imperial City, she would definitely …