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No one had ever been able to ignore his existence! Chu Jinxiu was very angry.

He could clearly feel that the eight thousand year old gaze did not stay on him, causing Chu Jinxiu's heart to burn with anger. But when she raised her head, she felt a burst of coldness, that gaze was like a poisonous snake, enveloping her entire body, and that gaze, was undoubtedly from the person in front of her.

Under the ice-cold "gaze" of eight thousand years old, the smile on Chu Jinxiu's face became somewhat forced, "Qing Huan has only just returned home, and has yet to understand the rules and crashed into a thousand year old place. I hope Prince will not take this matter to heart out of consideration for Father and Embroidery."

Chu Qinghuan almost laughed when she heard this. Chu Jinxiu was so scheming, she actually wanted to use these eight thousand years to get rid of him!

But in the eyes of others, Chu Jinxiu had the demeanor of an elder sister, not hesitating to offend the famous living Yan Luo in the capital to plead for her little sister, as expected of the First Beauty in Capital, what a merciful heart!

What a wonderful person, but what a pity … With such a small amount of intelligence, he really didn't like it at all.

The eight thousand year old's eyebrow slightly raised, the silver silver hook iron picture on her almond-shaped eyes slightly trembled. "Old Mistress is very lucky, the young ladies of the House of Prime Minister love each other …"

When Chu Jinxiu heard this, the corners of her mouth relaxed into a smile. She was just about to speak when she heard Lingyun's voice that sounded like the gurgling of a spring, "But regarding face, this Regional Commander has never given it to anyone else."

The smile on Chu Jinxiu's lips instantly froze, and the eight thousand year cold Qi in front of her seemed to have locked onto her, to the point that she was unable to move at all.

The corner of Chu Qinghuan's mouth slightly rose. Indeed, these eight thousand years were people that no one would buy, if Chu Jinxiu wanted to use him to deal with him, she would overestimate her charm. After all, it was impossible for anyone to fall in love with her beauty. It was a man that was even more enchanting than her. She really didn't know where Chu Jinxiu got her confidence from.

"Little girl, come here."

The figure of 8,000 years old lazily waved his hand. Unknowingly, he had already lazily sat at the entrance of the main hall, almost blending in with the purple sandalwood chair that had suddenly appeared.

Chu Qinghuan was startled, was this enchanter calling him?

"Impudent, Prince called you, how dare you dawdle?" The eight thousand year old woman in red suddenly snapped. The bodies of all the women in the hall trembled. It was obvious that they still had some lingering fear from what had just happened.

"Zhu Yuan, you can't be rude to my little beauty." The eight thousand year old waved his hand in dissatisfaction. The Imperial Guards dressed in silver silk clothes suddenly walked to Chu Jinxiu's side and picked him up without a change in expression. Then, it walked out in large strides, throwing him outside the door like a piece of trash.

Chu Jinxiu did not react and was actually sent flying. First Madame, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded, and wanted to rush out to protect her daughter, but someone behind him tightly pulled on her sleeves.

"Indeed, there is no such thing as a barrier, the closer the little girl looks, the more beautiful she becomes, she is simply a little beauty, the Old Mistress is truly blessed."

Hearing that, First Madame turned her head to look at Chu Qinghuan, wishing that she could burn two holes out of her body. Old Mistress was full of helplessness. How could she blame Chu Jinxiu for provoking the unhappiness of someone eight thousand years old?

Chu Qinghuan slowly walked to the front of the eight thousand year old man. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a shout from outside the door.

"Ji Fengye you scoundrel, you have framed Zhongliang and killed another person. In the future, you will definitely die a horrible death!"

Because she had been thrown too hard, Chu Jinxiu was still sprawled on the ground and had not gotten up yet. Beside him stood a young scholar, who had a face full of grief and indignation, and was about to reach out to support Chu Jinxiu, but did not dare to move.

The purple sandalwood chair disappeared from the hall in an instant, falling to the ground with a thud and a stuffy groan.

Ji Fengye slowly turned around, and looked at the scholar whose blood was flowing down from his forehead, and could not help but let out a sigh, "Chu Xiang, you, the prideful student who destroyed my purple sandalwood chair, what do you think we should do?"

He was obviously the one who hurt her, yet he went on to frame her in such a way, Chu Qinghuan could not help but want to laugh, this eight thousand years old, was truly too monstrous.

"Teacher, it was clearly him who injured me, yet he still shamed me with his red lips and white teeth. I beg you, master …" While the young Heir was speaking, a tooth fell out, and the words were immediately unclear, as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shut up!" A deep voice stopped the scholar from rebutting. Chu Jinxiu felt a sense of confidence in her heart when she saw the person, but she did not have the strength to stand up.

Chu Qinghuan stood at the door, and the first thing she saw was Chu Siyuan.

It was already past the age of honor, but Chu Siyuan still had his youth and handsomeness, with his current appearance, he could already picture the elegance in his life, but his current seriousness indicated that he was the Prime Minister of Great Zhou.

"Young Master Shi, this Governor's chair can be bestowed, but not only was it tainted by you, you even framed him. "Chu Xiang, I still don't believe that the world is falling, but seeing your disciple like this today, I have no choice but to believe it."

Chu Siyuan looked at the person three steps away from him. He could not see any emotion from that person's face, as if he was a lofty emperor. However, even if it was a monarch, the enigmatic Emperor Xuanwu himself could guess what the monarch was thinking.

"Then according to what thousand years old said, how should we deal with Shi Ming?" Chu Siyuan was very clear on which position was the most advantageous for him during the negotiations when he had lived in the imperial court for a long time.

"Shi Ming? It really is a good name, what do you think, little girl? "

He had gotten himself involved again. Chu Qinghuan raised her eyes, but met Chu Siyuan's probing gaze. His gaze seemed to carry puzzlement, and also calmness. This girl, when did she get to know Ji Fengye? It was just that she was a child of the Chu Family after all, so she wouldn't dare to speak nonsense!

Chu Qinghuan had yet to speak, but someone said: "To be fair, it is useless. I wonder what age you can reach eight thousand years old for?"

Huangfu Shu's gentle voice formed a clear contrast with the eight thousand year old Ling Ran. Almost in an instant, everyone had already started to have a comparison in their hearts. The two Song Family sisters who followed behind Huangfu Shu hurriedly supported Chu Jinxiu up. Even though the two of them had never seen a person who was eight thousand years old before, they knew just how terrifying this person was and supported Chu Jinxiu as they hid beside Huangfu Shu.

He clearly viewed someone eight thousand years old as a jackal, a tiger, a wolf, or a leopard! Only, Song Lingyue peeked at Ji Fengye from time to time, as if coveting his peerless appearance.

"Third Prince was wrong, to rush over here, I think that you should do something fair and square with your women, just and honest. It is said that beauties bring calamity upon others, and indeed, this little girl must keep this hairpin well. If you are injured, be careful of your life. " He said it casually, but Chu Qinghuan felt a chill down her spine, this hairpin … There must be something more to it.

"Noble Consort Chen is feeling slightly unwell. We still have to visit him, so we will take our leave first." Although she said she was leaving, he did not move at all, as if he was looking at Huangfu Shu's expression.

Huangfu Shu's face changed upon hearing this. He had lost his mother at an early age and was taken care of by the Noble Consort Chen. Now that the Noble Consort Chen was unwell and she came to attend the birthday banquet instead of attending to the medicinal herbs, wasn't it unfilial?

"Old Mistress, Senior Chu, I still need to return to the palace to report to Matriarch, so I'll take my leave first." Huangfu Shu said politely, but his gaze paused on Chu Qinghuan for a moment.

Chu Qinghuan laughed coldly in the bottom of her heart. Huangfu Shu told everyone with a single sentence, that he came here on Noble Consort Chen's orders to offer her birthday wishes, and now that she was worried about Matriarch's illness, she had to go back first.

He was just like a filial son. She was as hypocritical as ever. She had been blind in her previous life, but she could not see through it.

"Please wait a moment, Prince. I have something to ask of you."

Ji Fengye turned his body, only to see Chu Qinghuan's clear eyes staring at him, with a determined look.

At the side, Huangfu Shu who was initially preparing to leave with big strides also seemed to slow his footsteps.

"What is it?" It was a cool sound, as if the temperature in the courtyard had dropped by the age of 8000.

All the female members of the audience could not help but recall how Chu Jinxiu "acted on her own" and caused them to be thrown out. And now, this Chu Qinghuan was going to follow Chu Jinxiu's path?

Chu Qinghuan took a step forward, looked at Shi Ming who was tied up by Imperial Guards, unable to speak a single word. She said gently: "Old Mistress's birthday banquet was originally a joyous occasion, I hope that Prince can spare Young Master Shi for the sake of the elderly."

This girl was indeed good at this. Compared to that mediocre one, she was much stronger. The corner of Ji Fengye's mouth hooked up, "Since the Old Mistress is born, of course they cannot see blood, then I will reluctantly bring him back to the Imperial Prison."

Shi Ming was originally confused, and only realized how serious the situation was after he was tied up by the Imperial Guards. Just now, Chu Qinghuan's and Ji Fengye's words had ignited a ray of hope in his heart, but the word "Prison" was like rain pouring down from the sky, extinguishing all the flames in his heart.

The Imperial Prison was even more terrifying than the Ministry of Justice, the justice courts, and the capital city combined!

It was said that those who went in had come out horizontally.

It was said that Great Zhou, Great Zhao and the other six nations had gathered there to torture them, to the point where one would rather die than beg for death!

In his mind, the word "Prison" kept echoing in his head, causing Shi Ming to tremble like he was sifting through sieve chaff, and his expression to completely change.

Chu Siyuan was unwilling to see his seedling destroyed like this.

After Ji Fengye left, the birthday banquet had already come to an end. After all, it was not a full birthday celebration, so the noble ladies of the capital left one after another. Many people took another look at Chu Qinghuan. Only Mrs. Qian seemed to be in a hurry to catch her husband, as she left in a hurry.

Watching the last customer leave, Chu Siyuan said in a heavy voice, "All of you, follow me." However, his gaze was still fixated on Chu Qinghuan.