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Yu Chang'en was confused. The burning sensation on his cheeks made him feel like he was being burned. But just when he thought that he was going to be whipped to death, a figure from the crowd in the distance suddenly floated into his line of sight.

Yu Chang'en pointed excitedly at Xiao Yu'er who was hiding in the crowd. He smiled greedily as he shouted, "Second Young Master, Second Young Master, this servant has found a peerless beauty for Second Young Master."

When Yu Chang'en felt relieved, she immediately collapsed to the ground. But he knew that he finally didn't have to die.

Half an hour later.

Ah Yu'er fearfully kneeled on the luxurious carpet.

In front of her, a man with a bare chest was looking at her like she was some sort of ornamental jade. The maid sat down at his feet and rubbed his boneless legs.

Four years ago, the Second Young Master, Su Shun Qian, had been exiled from his hometown. Half of his time had been spent on pleasure, while the other half on women. Last year's cold had once caused him to suffer from a serious illness. The Imperial Physician Office had treated him before, and although his words contained some misgivings, they were still very clear. This meant that the Second Young Master Su Shun Qian was addicted to beauties and his body was growing weaker. If he didn't improve his bad habits, his lifespan would probably end at the end of his days.

However, not only did Su Shun Qian not stop there, he even increased the intensity of his attacks. Now, every morning when he woke up, he would feel a strong discomfort.

Yu Chang'en stood on the left side of the desk. He was half-bent, and didn't dare to speak. Even now, he still felt a strong pain at the corner of his mouth.

"In this world, other than my half-sister, there's actually someone else who isn't inferior to her." Su Shun let out a low sigh, took out the leather pouch that he had placed on the ground beside him, and threw it in front of Ah Yu.

After rolling a few rounds, the pouch stopped in front of Ah Yu'er. The tightly wrapped golden threads loosened and dozens of jade pearl beads rolled out. The golden hairpin jade wall was eye-catching.

Su Shun Qian took the jade cup that the servant girl had given him and took a sip. Without raising his eyes, he said, "These things are for you. You can stay later."

Ah Yu'er lowered her head, anyone who looked at her would be a young girl who was afraid of shyness and even fear, but no one could see the coldness hidden in her charming eyes, as sharp as knives.

Half an hour later.

Yu Chang'en followed his usual routine and lit the jade-green ambergris in the incense burner on the jade table. The milky white mist rose up with the candle light and turned into a few wisps of smoke that dispersed into the surroundings.

Yu'er's previously calm eyes were now completely filled with rage. Fear had appeared in the depths of her eyes for the first time. She tried her best to retreat, but unfortunately, her legs and feet were tightly bound and unable to move. She opened her eyes wide and could only watch as the white fragrance entered her nostrils.

She stared angrily at the man who seemed to be smiling and had no idea that he could use incense.

In that instant, her vision became increasingly blurry. It was as though she was standing in a room filled with jade, surrounded by the beautiful silk curtains of the imperial palace of Grand Xia. A hint of fatigue appeared on her face, her red lips had a hazy curve, and she couldn't stop herself from closing her eyes.

"The Broad Sea Water Protector's Butterfly Dew is indeed extraordinary," Su Shun Qian slowly approached with his bare ankle, squatting in front of Ah Yu'er. Gazing into those deep eyes, his heart was so quiet.

Once upon a time, he had looked into the eyes of a young girl in this manner. He could sense everything from within those eyes. At that moment, he knew that the young girl was the person Su Shun Qian wanted to protect his entire life.

But in a split-second, Su Shun Qian's eyes, which were as misty as jade pools, suddenly became fierce. The emotions in his eyes were complicated. There was love, but there was also hatred.

As if he had gone mad, he fiercely strangled Ah Yu'er's neck, loudly asking her why she treated him that way. He shouted crazily, but his tears flowed uncontrollably.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" Su Shun Qian suddenly laughed charmingly like a demon. He tore off Ah Yu'er's thin clothes, revealing her smooth skin. After that, he extended his hand towards Ah Yu'er's body.

He indifferently glanced at Ah Yu'er, only to discover that the young girl had already woken up some time ago, and was currently looking at him. However, that pair of emotionless eyes caused Su Shun Qian's heart to suddenly feel a chill. His mind became blank, and he stood still as a statue, not moving at all.

In just a moment, Su Shunqian's eyes were completely blank, as if he was in a daze. His pale lips moved as if he were saying something. And the frequency of his mouth opening was exactly the same as Ah Yu's, as if he was chanting an incantation.

The Raksha Hall in the Heavenly Policy Manor was filled with mysterious and unpredictable Raksha techniques. In the hands of Raksha Hall, all the secrets in the hearts of any famous general or overlord would no longer be a secret. It had been a long time since anyone had heard of the fierce reputation of the Ghostly Shiyi.

Ah Yu'er looked extremely tired, slowly standing up. At this moment, it was as if she had become a completely different person. She was no longer that cowardly and lowly female servant anymore. Her cold and emotionless eyes stared at Su Shun Qian as if she was looking at a dead man. Her smooth skin became even whiter under the candlelight, like a living demon of Raksha.

Suddenly, the sound of armor clashing came from afar. Ah Yu'er's brows creased, and she lightly waved her hand towards the tens of golden cicadas in the palace. The flames that had been burning just now seemed to have been broken off, and there were still tens of wisps of white smoke in the darkness.

The West Pavilion was plunged into darkness at the same time.

The warriors guarding outside the pavilion looked at each other, seeing the doubt in each other's eyes. In the past, the West Pavilion was known as the Nightless Pavilion because Su Shun Qian had never allowed anyone to extinguish the candlestick in his room. Today, when the candle flame suddenly went out, the warrior felt a trace of unusualness.

However, they did not move to investigate. An abandoned crown prince was not worthy of such care from the Qiushan Armor.

In the distance, the Crown Prince was standing in the courtyard of the west pavilion, gazing at the suddenly extinguished pavilion. It was unknown as to what he was thinking.

"Is Shaohua going to go in and ask for someone else's help?" Manager Su stood shakily at the side. When he spoke, his tongue was tied up and he felt his heart go cold.

"Is this really the Raksha from the legends?" The white-robed Crown Prince didn't say anything. Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face as he walked toward the West Pavilion.

The several dozen Qiushan Iron Cavalry guards outside the west pavilion instantly grasped the hilt of their sabers at their waists. The orders they received were that no stranger was allowed to get even half a step outside of the Western Pavilion.

In the distance, Commander Chen of the Dragon Slaying Mountain Pass gave a silent hand signal to the crowd. Although the hearts of several tens of the Mountainous Mountain Cavalry were filled with doubts, they instantly regained their calm demeanor.

However, just as the white-clothed crown prince was about to open the pavilion's door, a terrified cry came from within the pavilion, followed by an incomparably miserable howl.

"Protect the crown prince!" The distant vigilant Chen Du's complexion greatly changed. With a wave of his hand, dozens of the Qiushan Iron Cavalry suddenly charged forward, gathering the white-clothed Crown Prince in the middle. He himself was the first to break into the West Pavilion.

The Absolute Soul Saber at Chen Du's waist was unsheathed in an instant, illuminating the pavilion with its bright radiance. In the blink of an eye, it had turned pitch black again. Chen Du's body tensed up as he looked around in a daze. He saw more than thirty palace lamps in the west pavilion extinguishing at almost the same time. The miserable howls of the men still lingered in the air.

"Someone, light the lamp!" Chen Du faced the Qiushan Iron Cavalry and ordered them outside, his heart feeling increasingly wry.

Outside the door, the Crown Prince could barely see, thanks to the moonlight, a shivering figure curled up in a corner of the room, shivering in the darkness.

"Ah, my eyes, my eyes …" Right at the moment when everyone took out the fire sickle, Su Shun Qian's voice that was close to a wail finally came out completely.

Hearing that howl, Yu Chang'en, who was kneeling down in fear at the bottom of the jade stairs, nearly went limp as he scrambled into the Western Pavilion.

The Sickle lit a torch to disperse the darkness of the West Pavilion. However, when the fierce flames illuminated everything within, almost all of the Qiushan Cavalry felt fear.