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

"Interesting! Very interesting!" He laughed wildly and howled to the sky. This weird reaction made people shudder.

This woman Jiang Xue is just what he likes.

It’s been a long time since I met such a playful female man.

Taking advantage of another's opponent's force, using another's force to counterattack, these were all tactics he often used, but now this woman was using them against him. It was fun, too fun.

She was the first woman who dared to challenge him, and also the first woman who made him look at her with new eyes.

If he was curious about her before, now this woman has completely aroused his interest, and he must get her.

"How is Prince Huan's Mansion doing now?"

Compared with the chaos in Prince Huan's Mansion at the moment, Prince Gong's Mansion is much more peaceful.

Jiang Xue and Xiao Zhan cleaned up the mess and returned to the mansion. They drank some water to clear their throats when the people from Linglong Pavilion came to report.

Jiang Xue put down the cup and asked the spy about the situation in Prince Huan's mansion.

"My princess, when King Huan saw the heads in the water jar, he couldn't stop laughing. He then handed the heads over to King Rui to deal with. King Rui not only burned the twelve heads with fire, he also smashed the water jar to pieces." said the spy.

"It seems that the water tank really hit Jun Li's sore spot." After listening to the report, Jiang Xue curled her lips into a sneer.

She had deliberately chosen the same water tank as the one she had used to hold Jun Li's head last time, with the intention of making him feel unhappy. His reaction now was exactly what she wanted.

"This time, Prince Huan's palace lost 40 spies and servants. With so many people missing, Xiao Huan will probably be able to stay quiet for a few days."

Xiao Zhan calculated and smiled. It seemed that Xiao Huan really cared about him and spared no expense to mobilize a large number of troops to deal with this thorn in his side. He felt really honored.

But this is not bad either. The day of hunting is approaching, and without Xiao Li and Xiao Yan, Emperor Beiling needs to find someone to organize it. Apart from Xiao Yun and Xiao Zhan, there is no better candidate.

Although Xiao Huan is an option, he has been away from Beijing for too long and is unfamiliar with many affairs, so it is impossible for him to accept such an important event.

And Xiao Yun... Xiao Zhan smiled bitterly.

If this eighth brother were given full responsibility, he would have so much more free time. It goes without saying that this kid would definitely stay in Prince Gong's Mansion with a sad face and refuse to leave.

Therefore, the important task of organizing the hunting trip fell to him.

By then, he would be busy with preparations for the hunt and would have no time to pay attention to Xiao Huan.

If I could take this opportunity to keep him quiet, it would save me a lot of trouble.

"That's good. After all this trouble, we should keep a low profile for a while." Jiang Xue nodded in agreement. Thinking about it carefully, she had experienced too many ups and downs since she was reborn and woke up.

She has been distracted by Bei Ling's affairs during this period. She has not had time to find out the news about Qian Guo and the whereabouts of her brother. She can use this time to sort out the information.

After this counterattack by Prince Gong's Mansion, Xiao Huan did not harass Prince Gong's Mansion again in the following months, just as Xiao Zhan had expected. However, it is not entirely true to say that he completely stopped.

This is not surprising. After all, Xiao Huan is a naturally restless person. If he really disappeared completely, Xiao Zhan would be worried.

Because Prince Huan's Palace had lost a large number of manpower, it had recently recruited a lot of new people.

Because Xiao Huan offered generous treatment, many people competed for the position of servants. The intensity of the selection process once became the hottest topic in Yujing City.

Even the imperial edict from Emperor Beiling conferring the title on Wu Meifeng was not as eye-catching as Prince Huan's palace recruiting servants.

Emperor Beiling also heard about this. Normally, he must have felt that Xiao Huan had stolen his limelight. Even if he didn't punish him, he would at least reprimand him.

But now, he needed Xiao Huan to restrain Xiao Zhan. Even if he was unhappy, he would not show it and just pretend he didn't see it. He neither asked about the matter nor mentioned it.

Anyway, those servants must have been tortured enough by him, so they were in a hurry to recruit on a large scale.

"Wu Meifeng's enthronement ceremony will be held before the hunting expedition. The specific date will be decided by Fengchang Mansion."

Jiang Xue held the wolf hair brush in her hand and wrote while listening to Xiao Zhan's description of his recent situation.

"She has always favored handsome and suave men, but she didn't expect that she would end up marrying Emperor Beiling, who is almost the same age as her father." I'm really curious about what General Wu's expression would be when he heard the news.

"She was originally Feng Qiyuan's wife for marriage. Ever since she accepted the title of Princess Qinwen, her freedom has been far away from her. She has been in Beiling for so long, and Xiao Yan was too busy to take care of her before. Now that he has some free time, how could he let go of this 'gift'?" Xiao Zhan said with sarcasm in his tone.

Xiao Yan was a cruel person by nature and was greedy for beauty. Even though he was old, his desires had not diminished in the slightest.

Wu Meifeng was in her prime, and letting such a young girl stay alone in her empty room was not in line with Xiao Yan's style.

"what are you busy with?"

Seeing her busy writing, Xiao Zhan asked curiously.

"I was too busy a few days ago and didn't have time to sort out the news about Linglong Pavilion and Qian Kingdom. Now is the perfect time for me to sort out the accumulated information."

Jiang Xue pointed to the pile of exquisite dice on the table and the pile of paper slips next to it.

After finally checking the last item, the wrist holding the pen was already stiff and the tendons and veins ached when I moved.

"You're holding the pen too hard."

Seeing her frown, Xiao Zhan took a few steps forward, gently held her hand, and gently massaged her painful wrist.

"This pen-holding posture was taught to me by my master. I know it's a little strange, but I've been used to it for more than ten years. It's not easy to change it."

At this point, Jiang Xue couldn't help but think of the days when she was learning art in Changle Mountain. Her senior brothers often laughed at her strange way of holding the pen. A nostalgic smile appeared on her face. Changle Mountain was really great back then.

"Since we became a real couple, you often mentioned your master. I am very curious about what kind of master can train such an outstanding disciple like you."

He envied the master for being able to meet Jiang Xue so early and occupy an irreplaceable position in her life, and he was even a little jealous.

But he felt more grateful. If it weren't for his teaching, how could Xiao Zhan have met such a beautiful woman.

"Master lives in seclusion. As far as I can remember, I have never seen him leave Changle Mountain. How about I take you back to Changle Mountain and introduce you to Master if there is a chance?" Jiang Xue suggested.

"Okay." This simple answer contained Xiao Zhan's full joy.

For Xiao Zhan, Jiang Xue was not only taking him to see her master, but more importantly, she trusted and recognized him. There was nothing more pleasing than having your beloved acknowledge your identity in front of your family.

Jiang Xue's reflection was reflected in his black eyes, full of tenderness.

"Come and see the intelligence I have compiled."

With Xiao Zhan's massage, the pain in the wrist was quickly relieved and he could turn it freely in a short while.

Jiang Xue held his hand and they stood side by side in front of the desk.