Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

Jiang Xue raised her arms hard and broke free from Jun Li's restraints.

The two maids immediately stood in front of her and stared at Jun Li vigilantly to prevent the prince of Xichen from doing anything that would damage the princess's reputation.

"I'll get you back to me."

Jun Li's firm tone made Jiang Xue frown.

Looking at Jun Li's expression, he seems to be very confident. What is he planning?

The doubts in her heart gradually grew, and she vaguely felt that the dangerous vortex hidden in his eyes was intensifying.

"Ah, His Royal Highness Prince Rui's dreams are becoming more and more exciting. However, Changle, I have to remind you to wake up early. There is no good indulging in daydreams." After throwing down these light yet barbed words, she turned around and left in style.

Xiaoxue, just wait, I will do what I say.

It won't be long before you come to me on your own initiative, and then I will lock you tightly by my side and never let go.

Looking at her figure getting farther and farther away, Jun Li swore secretly in his heart.

"Xiaochun, did you find any clues on that man in gray?"

Turning around, Jiang Xue's expression became serious. When they came to a secluded corner in front of Zhaoyi Palace, she immediately stopped and asked Xiaochun.

Before, she asked Xiaochun and Jue to fight that man in the palace, but it was not just for defense.

The man in gray seemed to be Wu Meifeng's confidant, otherwise she wouldn't have brought him everywhere she went.

This person has a mysterious background, and Jiang Xue tries every possible way to find some clues about him.

"I took this from him when we were fighting." Xiaochun handed over a neatly folded silk handkerchief.

This silk handkerchief has a fine texture and is made of silk fabric unique to the country of Li. You can tell at first glance that it is top quality stuff.

The Lie State borders the Qian State and the two countries have frequent exchanges. This high-end silk is usually supplied by royal merchants of the two countries and is exclusively used by the nobility.

The man in gray was wearing ordinary cotton and linen cloth, and this exquisite silk handkerchief obviously did not belong to him.

Jiang Xue moved closer to the silk handkerchief and sniffed it. The remaining fragrance on it was exactly the same as the perfume powder that Wu Meifeng often used.

"Tsk, it seems he is Wu Meifeng's admirer."

Wu Meifeng is a sweet, beautiful, petite woman who always pretends to be weak to win others' sympathy and desire for protection.

It is indeed difficult for ordinary men to resist her charm.

Jiang Xue weighed the silk handkerchief lightly with her fingers, feeling as if there was something wrapped inside. She opened it and found a neatly folded piece of letter paper hidden in the middle of the handkerchief.

After reading the contents of the letter, Jiang Xue's face became more serious.

"Oh, the letter actually fell into the hands of that girl."

In Prince Huan's mansion, Xiao Huan leaned lazily on the main chair. His unique vertical pupils swept across Wu Meifeng and Jue, and the strange smile revealed in them was enough to make even the usually calm Jue feel a chill.

Wu Meifeng lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Xiao Huan. His snake-like vertical pupils made her heart beat fast.

Jun Li sat on the other side and said calmly: "The plan is going well. All we have to do next is wait for Xiao Zhan to take the bait."

The letter on Jue's body was originally a bait they deliberately placed there in order to let Jiang Xue take it away.

Now, the first phase of the plan has been successfully completed.

"Smoothly..." Jun Li's words attracted Xiao Huan's attention. His pupils moved and he looked at Jun Li. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "Yes, Nangong Yue and Xiao Zhan are old friends. If someone from Shuoyue Sect encounters misfortune, he will definitely not stand idly by."

"Jun Li, if this trick works, I promise that I will give you everything you want."

One hundred thousand government soldiers were just a small matter for Xiao Huan.

"Here, Wenshui would like to thank His Highness Prince Huan for his generous gift." Putting down the teacup, Jun Li bowed to express his gratitude.

"Of course, I will not do business at a loss. Don't forget your promise to me."

The vertical pupils slowly shrank, and the dangerous aura surrounding his body became stronger.

"Wen Shui will keep this in mind." Jun Li responded, "As for Xiao Zhan, let King Huan decide for him. Wen Shui will also do his best to help His Royal Highness King Huan ascend to the throne."

"Well, well said." Xiao Huan narrowed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction: "However, there is one more point that I missed before, and I want to add it now."

"Your Highness Prince Huan, please speak."

In exchange for 100,000 soldiers, Jun Li would agree to any conditions.

"The king wants Jiang Xue." A hoarse voice slowly uttered these three words. Just the mention of them caused an uncontrollable enthusiasm to surge in Xiao Huan's heart.

This woman was so attractive that he couldn't help but want to possess her alone, lock her up by his side, ravage her to his heart's content, tear off her calm mask, listen to her shrill wails, and admire her beauty soaked in blood.

Her skin was flawless white, and against the backdrop of blood, it must have been breathtakingly beautiful.

Jun Li's face turned grim. He had thought that Xiao Huan might want power, status, and even covet the land of Xichen, but he never expected that this man also fell in love with the same woman.

"Changle? Girl, what are you thinking about?"

In Zhaoyi Palace, Ye Zhaoyi saw Jiang Xue staring at the teacup in her hand with a serious face, as if she was lost in deep thought, so she called her softly.

Changle is usually as calm as an ice cube, and it's rare for her to lose her concentration. This makes Ye Zhaoyi a little worried. Is there something troubling her?

Ever since Jiang Xue helped her out of trouble last time, Ye Zhaoyi liked this child more and more, and her concern for her increased day by day.

"My lady, I'm sorry, Changle lost his composure."

Jiang Xue came back to her senses and apologized with a smile: "There have been a lot of things going on in the mansion recently, and I was distracted accidentally. Please don't mind."

The matter of Shuoyue Clan was of great importance. In order to prevent Ye Zhaoyi from being involved, Jiang Xue had to use trivial matters in the mansion as an excuse.

Ye Zhaoyi gently stroked Jiang Xue's slightly thin cheek, her face full of heartache: "Yun Che is not favored. He has achieved his current status through hard work. As his princess, you have suffered a lot. Sigh, it is really difficult for you."

They were obviously two outstanding children, but one had been lonely since childhood and had seen the fickleness of the world; the other had traveled across the ocean alone and had tasted the ups and downs of life. This made Ye Zhaoyi, a bystander, feel really distressed.

"The queen's care made Changle and the prince feel warmth and sweetness in their hardship."

Jiang Xue showed Ye Zhaoyi a grateful and sincere smile.

"You are such a sweet girl."

Ye Zhaoyi covered her mouth and chuckled, her heart was filled with joy at being amused by Jiang Xue.

After chatting with Ye Zhaoyi for a long time, when Jiang Xue left, the sun was about to set.

Today's sunset is covered by a thick layer of dark clouds. It looks eerie and gives people a depressing feeling.

In the carriage on the way back home, Jiang Xue kept staring at the note in her hand, her mind racing.

"Princess, we are home."