Imperial Cultivation

The bright sunshine illuminated the Sifang Inn.

Frostwind Iron Cavalry and Cloud Stepping Iron Cavalry guarded the entrance of the Sifang Inn.

To the left of the entrance street stood the Frostwind Iron Cavalry in white robes, and to the right, the Cloud Stepping Iron Cavalry in green robes. Ten knights in white and ten in green.

They were expressionless, their aura chilling, and one could tell at a glance that they were murderers without mercy. Even martial artists dared not approach easily, only glaring from a distance.

When Chu Zhiyuan arrived at the Sifang Inn, he saw a group of martial arts experts glaring angrily at the ten Frostwind Iron Cavalry and ten Cloud Stepping Iron Cavalry. Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

This group of martial arts experts numbered about fifty, with varying levels of skill. The highest were at the second or third level of the Acquired Realm, while the lowest were only at the fifth or sixth level of the Houtian Realm. Not far from this group of martial arts experts were hundreds of onlookers, crowding the surroundings.

The guards of the Prince's Mansion pushed them aside with an invisible force, incurring the displeasure of the onlookers, who dared to be angry but dared not speak out. It was clear at a glance that Chu Zhiyuan was a nobleman. Some in the crowd recognized the jade pendant at his waist and knew he was the Heir Apparent.

Some even recognized his true identity.

As Chu Zhiyuan passed through the crowd, they already knew he was Chu Zhiyuan, the Heir Apparent of the Qing Prince, the one who had defeated the Ninth Princess of Great Meng, Li Hongzhao. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Fourth Heir Apparent, is our Great Jing so weak that we must bow to Great Zhen?"

"Fourth Heir Apparent, our Great Jing doesn't need Great Zhen!"

"That's right, our Great Jing can defeat Great Meng!"

"Drive out Great Zhen!"

"Great Zhen people, get out!"

Chu Zhiyuan remained calm and unwavering, walking straight inside without stopping.

The Frostwind Iron Cavalry and Cloud Stepping Iron Cavalry also recognized his identity, taking two steps back to clear the entrance, allowing Chu Zhiyuan to enter under the escort of his guards. "Fourth Heir Apparent!"

"Fourth Heir Apparent, our Great Jing doesn't beg Great Zhen!"

As soon as Chu Zhiyuan entered the Sifang Inn street, his face darkened. "Your Highness..." Zou Fang wanted to say something.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Forget it."

Zou Fang said softly: "Yes."

Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception continued to scan the crowd, searching for the leader. Finally, he found him and beckoned. A burly figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, it was Liang Guanjie.

He floated lightly to Chu Zhiyuan and leaned in to listen.

Chu Zhiyuan transmitted his instructions telepathically. Liang Guanjie nodded repeatedly, then bowed with his fist and palm before disappearing back into the shadows. He arrived outside the Great Zhen Pavilion.

As soon as Chu Zhiyuan stood still, the gate opened, and Cheng Tianfeng came out, cupping his fist and smiling: "Brother Chu, a rare guest."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "I just returned to the capital and heard that Brother Cheng was assassinated. I came to see if Brother Cheng was frightened or wronged."

"What is this grievance? I'm used to being scolded." Cheng Tianfeng waved his hand dismissively, reaching out to invite him in.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "There's no need to go in. Let's go to a restaurant."

"Which restaurant?"

"How about Mingyue Restaurant?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled meaningfully.

Cheng Tianfeng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Then let's go to Mingyue Restaurant."

The two, each escorted by their guards, left the Sifang Inn amidst the angry shouts of the surrounding people and arrived at Mingyue Restaurant. They were in the same room.

Chu Zhiyuan first sat in Li Hongzhao's seat, and Cheng Tianfeng could only sit opposite him, in the same seat as yesterday. Cheng Tianfeng vaguely knew that his conspiracy with Li Hongzhao had been discovered.

His mind raced.

How was it discovered?

That meeting was secret. Apart from his and Li Hongzhao's guards, even the waiter at Mingyue Restaurant didn't know. They were all blocked outside, and his own people delivered the food and wine.

He wore a mask to cover his face as soon as he left the room, so no one could recognize him. How did Chu Zhiyuan know?

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Brother Cheng should be familiar with her. An acquaintance, Her Highness, the Ninth Princess."

Cheng Tianfeng tried to remain calm and smiled: "Why invite the Ninth Princess? There's no need to see her. After all, she's our opponent."

"Opponents can sometimes become allies." Chu Zhiyuan smiled meaningfully: "Allies can also plot against allies."

These words startled Cheng Tianfeng, and he was almost certain that Chu Zhiyuan already knew about their conspiracy.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Isn't that right, Brother Cheng?"

"Hehe..." Cheng Tianfeng laughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

Since he knew, there was no use in lying. But what if he was just bluffing, just guessing randomly? Remaining silent was the best response.

He would see what Chu Zhiyuan said after Li Hongzhao arrived, whether he knew about his and Li Hongzhao's plans.

He suddenly perked up.

If Chu Zhiyuan really knew, there was no need to invite the two of them.

It was likely just a guess, so he came to test them.

Thinking of this, his mind was slightly settled.

Footsteps sounded, followed by an alluring laugh. Before the person arrived, the laughter had already entered: "Fourth Heir Apparent, this is not the way to treat guests."

Chu Zhiyuan stood up and smiled: "Your Highness, please come in."

The door was open, and Li Hongzhao, dressed in a dark green palace gown, appeared outside the door.

Her beautiful face wore a charming smile, her figure was voluptuous and alluring, and her skin was crystal clear, like a white jade statue.

Behind her were two beautiful maids, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Especially when they looked at Chu Zhiyuan, their eyes were particularly alert.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist and smiled: "Your Highness, please!"

Li Hongzhao glanced at Cheng Tianfeng and smiled: "Oh, there's a guest, Heir Apparent Cheng, nice to meet you."

Chu Zhiyuan reached out and left his original seat, giving it to Li Hongzhao, causing Cheng Tianfeng's eyelids to twitch.

As soon as Li Hongzhao saw Cheng Tianfeng, she felt something was wrong.

At this time, giving her the seat, and not the main seat, but one she had casually sat in yesterday, which was conducive to seeing the street below.

Chu Zhiyuan deliberately gave it to her... Chu Zhiyuan had discovered her meeting with Cheng Tianfeng yesterday.

But so what?

She sat down without hesitation, her expression lazy and relaxed, stretching her plump body.

Her slender waist could be grasped in one hand, and her full jade mounds trembled, making Cheng Tianfeng's eyes unable to look away.

She ignored Cheng Tianfeng's gaze, staring at Chu Zhiyuan and smiling: "Fourth Heir Apparent, what can I do for you?"

"Your Highness needs Wind Riding Pills?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

Li Hongzhao chuckled and said carelessly: "You really know."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Highness defeated me to boost the morale of Great Meng, or to continue to provoke our relationship with Great Zhen?"

"I just wanted to defeat you." Li Hongzhao said lazily.

Cheng Tianfeng was captivated by her beauty, but he forcibly suppressed his excitement, looking at the landscape painting hanging on the wall as if nothing had happened.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I'm afraid it's more to provoke our relationship with Great Zhen, right?... I have to admire Your Highness's methods."

"What?" Li Hongzhao frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Isn't the assassination attempt Your Highness's doing?"

"No!" Li Hongzhao said decisively.

Chu Zhiyuan was thoughtful.

As far as his extrasensory perception could see, there was no problem with what Li Hongzhao said. It turned out that she really wasn't behind this. Then who else could benefit from this?

His gaze turned to Cheng Tianfeng.

Cheng Tianfeng understood his meaning and quickly waved his hand: "Brother Chu, what do you mean? Would I assassinate myself?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Brother Cheng has never wanted to reconcile with our Great Jing, right?"

Cheng Tianfeng snorted: "Although I don't agree, since the Imperial Grandfather is determined, I will only obey and not sabotage!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Including giving the Wind Riding Pills to the Princess?"

Cheng Tianfeng immediately closed his mouth and looked at Li Hongzhao.