Zhi’er said softly, "Let me get up first."

Feng Fuce, for some unknown reason, didn’t move for a moment.

Usually, whenever she spoke, he would immediately comply.

But at this moment, his gaze was deep and obscure, like it was hiding a abyss, watching her lips and pondering something.

Zhi’er looked at him, puzzled.

Until she saw Feng Fuce slowly lower his head.

Zhi’er called out in confusion, "Brother Ce?"

Feng Fuce suddenly halted his actions.

His eyes regained clarity, as cold and calm as snow.

Earlier, Zhi’er had been pressed down on the table by him, her face pink and her eyes smiling.

That appearance, he actually found it momentarily beautiful.

Beautiful enough that he momentarily wanted to lean down and test the fragrance.

Feng Fuce immediately moved aside, Zhi’er stood up and patted her dress.

She didn’t take Feng Fuce’s strange change earlier seriously.

Instead, she smiled as she recounted all the conversation she had in the pavilion with Xi Yuan to Feng Fuce.

At that time, Feng Fuce drank three cups of cold tea consecutively, finally calming down.

Standing by the window, with the autumn wind blowing outside, he finally felt the raging fire in his heart cool down.

Feng Fuce calmed down to listen to what Zhi’er was saying.

Afterwards, he turned his head slightly, "Since he can come and go freely at the Prince Li Zheng Mansion, why would he need to entrust you to get the account books in Duke Huan Mansion?"

Zhi’er nodded along, "I think this doesn’t add up, so I didn’t agree to him immediately. I said I would consider it."

"I feel that Xi Yuan has hidden intentions when asking for my help."

Feng Fuce put down his tea cup.

"We’ve been delayed for half a month in Qin Kingdom already, I have an idea that can quickly resolve the current predicament."

Zhi’er leaned closer, blinking her long eyelashes as she asked, "What is it?"

Her focused gaze made the fire Feng Fuce had just suppressed instantly flare up again.

It flickered eerily in his eyes.

He pressed his lips together, his throat moving twice, before averting his gaze.

"I’ll call over some Demons and capture Duke Huan Mansion in one fell swoop."

"Our original intent is to avenge Guoguo and Chu Ping, without getting involved in their court power struggles."

Feng Fuce had wanted to do this for a long time.

Releasing a few Demons could throw a country into chaos, let alone a small Duke Huan Mansion.

Zhi’er pouted in thought, "But doing so... would alert the Heavenly Court."

She was worried Brother Ce would be hunted down by the Heavenly Court again because of this.

Especially since her mother hadn’t woken up yet.

Zhi’er shook her head, "It’s not good, and besides, under Prince Li Zheng Mansion, there are many statues of Star Lord Yuan Qing, we need to figure it out."

With this, Feng Fuce nodded, expressing his support.

By nightfall, Zhi’er had fallen asleep.

She suddenly heard a commotion and arguments outside.

She opened her eyes and slowly confirmed there were people arguing outside, and the flickering of torchlight.

Zhi’er immediately threw on her robe and walked out to open the door.

To her surprise, there were several constables and soldiers standing in East Garden, along with house servants from Duke Huan Mansion.

Feng Fuce and Bai Xingye were protecting Guoguo.

"We are ordered to arrest the court fugitives, irrelevant people, quickly move away, or we won’t be polite!" the leading soldier shouted.

Bai Xingye sneered, "Sir, you arrest people at night, where’s the arrest warrant, dare to show it?"

"Besides, my friend only just returned to Qin Kingdom, he has nothing to do with the murderous Duke Mansion’s son you mentioned!"