'Qin Wanru' was the daughter of the Left Prime Minister. Three months ago, the Emperor had bestowed the marriage upon her and she was married to the Imperial King's wife. However, three days ago, she was thrown into the cold courtyard by the Imperial King due to an affair with an outsider. It was unknown whether it was because of her shame or something else, but she committed suicide by jumping into the pond.

When she opened her eyes again, Qin Wanru arrived.

She lay in bed for a whole day and pondered for a whole day.

From Xiaoyu's words, she had a rough idea of the situation.

As the saying went, if she survived a great disaster, there would be a blessing in the future. Since she could live for another life, she must live a good life in this life!

The prince? The general? An affair? The princess? All of you, step aside!

Creak-the old wooden door was pushed open from the outside. Xiaoyu came in with a small bowl.

"My Lady, it's time to take some medicine."

Qin Wanru answered and sat up. After resting for an entire day, she was in good spirits. After taking the medicine, she became a little more spirited.

Xiaoyu watched the princess take the medicine and leave with the empty bowl.

Qin Wanru sat alone in the room and felt bored, so she got up and walked out.

The night was just right in the yard.

Under the dim moonlight, the weeds and weeds in the yard were fluttering in the wind. The dead trees leaned against the wall. On the ground, there were small withered branches, and the steps were covered with moss. On top of the head, the moonlight passed through the tiles. It was dark and the cold wind was blowing.

What a... scene of nature.

To be able to live in such a shabby place, he had really broadened his horizons.

Qin Wanru walked out. The scenery outside was completely different from the interior of the courtyard.

The cobblestone path was paved with beautiful trimmed flowers and plants on both sides of the road. Looking into the distance, the buildings were magnificent and exquisite, high and low. No matter if it was rockery, pond, or pavilion, the layout was extremely stylish and luxurious.

Qin Wanru picked a path to the right. As she walked, she scanned her surroundings.

In the dim night, the huge mansion was shrouded in the night, looking particularly majestic and luxurious.

"Yes..."

In the air, there was an almost undetectable soft sound. Qin Wanru's sharp ears moved and her gaze shot straight towards the cluster of flowers not far away.

Under the corner of the wall, the object could not be seen clearly in the direction of the light, but the flowers and plants could be seen trembling slightly.

Someone's here!

She raised her hand and plucked a leaf. Her agile figure approached the flowers and she lifted her hand to push it away.

It was also at this moment that his wrist was suddenly grasped by a cold big hand.

Out of instinct, Qin Wanru grabbed the man's wrist with both hands and kicked his foot into the flowers. She bent down and turned over her hand.

Bang!

One of them fell down hard, and a black figure was thrown out.

Just as this person was about to retaliate, Qin Wanru pressed down on his shoulder and quickly grabbed the weak acupoint on his waist with her right hand.

The man was keenly ready to fight back again. She turned around and sat on the man's back. She clasped his hands and threw him over her shoulder again.

"Oh!"

Bang!

When her body landed on the ground, dust was thrown into the air. Qin Wanru nimbly flipped over and stood up. She clapped her hands and looked down from above. However, she was suddenly stunned.

What kind of face was this!

The inch-by-inch outline was as cold and hard as a knife. The lines were clear, and the proportion was perfect. The sword-shaped eyebrows flew into the temples, and there was a restrained arrogance between the eyebrows. The pair of black eyes were like black obsidian. The bridge of his nose was high, and his thin lips were cold. His three thousand black hair was tied up high by a purple jade crown. Wearing a black robe, he looked slender and dignified.

At this moment, the man's face was exceptionally pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was glaring angrily at Qin Wanru and even raised his hand to grab her.

Qin Wanru's eyes widened. "What a bold assassin!"

He grabbed the man's palm and twisted it backward.

Crack!