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Shen Chuwei always felt that without conflicts of interest, struggles for power, or deep-seated vendettas, there was no need to kill a person.

Looking at Ye Suhuan in front of her, born into privilege, lacking neither money nor influence, why would he want to kill Xiao Jinyan?

Although she feared the unbalanced Ye Suhuan, as long as she remained in the palace for even one day, she couldn’t avoid dealing with him.

"Why do you want to kill him?" Ye Suhuan poured himself a cup of tea, lifted his head to look at her, his gaze drifting as though he were thinking about something.

Even with a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, it sent a chill down Shen Chuwei’s spine.

"You don’t need to know." Ye Suhuan lifted the teacup to his lips and took a couple of sips.

Shen Chuwei stood up abruptly, almost slamming her hand on the table, "He is my husband. You want to kill him and I don’t even have the right to know why?"

Ye Suhuan slowly began to speak, "You are Feng Wuyou, but the marriage certificate says Shen Chuwei. Even if Daxia recognizes it, Nanzhao Country will not."

Shen Chuwei snorted inwardly, ’I’m not Feng Wuyou; I’ve traveled here from the modern world,’ but she couldn’t say these words to Ye Suhuan.

"In any case, I won’t let you hurt him. Even a cornered rabbit will fight back."

Ye Suhuan watched her unblinkingly, "You think you can stop me if I want to kill him?"

It was the same light tone, but it knocked all the confidence out of Shen Chuwei. Ye Suhuan was unbeatable before he was a prince, and now that he is a prince, not only is he unbeatable, but she also feared he would be a threat to Daxia.

"Even if I can’t stop you, I will fight to the death trying."

Ye Suhuan looked at the fierce little nine in front of him and suddenly remembered how she used to rarely get angry, always cheerful and chatty every day.

When she did get angry, she looked just like this, like a little wildcat, fierce and feisty.

"Marry me and I’ll let him go."

Without even thinking, Shen Chuwei retorted, "Thinking of a buy one, get one free deal? Dream on!"

Ye Suhuan: "..."

Realizing what she had said, Shen Chuwei coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness, "I’m full of bad habits, lazy, and unambitious.

At first glance, I may look cute, but I’m actually no different from a big guy who picks his feet in secret.

If you marry me, not only will I not help with the house and teaching the children, but it would also cost you a fortune to keep me. "

"Why would you want someone as worthless as me? Wouldn’t I just take up space?"

Ye Suhuan stared at her unblinkingly with his crimson eyes, making Shen Chuwei start to feel uneasy.

"The palace is so big, how much space can your small frame possibly occupy? No matter how much you eat, I can afford it."

Shen Chuwei with a face full of black lines: "I’m sorry, but I have no intention of divorcing."

Ye Suhuan set down his teacup, stood up, and approached Shen Chuwei, frightening her into pulling back her legs and retreating until she hit the rail of the couch, with nowhere left to retreat.

Her beautiful eyes, like those of a startled deer, watched him warily.

Seeing her so scared made Ye Suhuan pause in his steps. He hadn’t done anything to her, so why was she so afraid of him?

"I’ll come see you again tomorrow."

After saying this, Ye Suhuan turned around and left.

Shen Chuwei watched him leave the Side Hall and only then did she let out a sigh of relief. Then, she collapsed onto the couch; she had thought she could just laze around, eating and drinking until the National Master returned.

With Ye Suhuan around, she couldn’t even relax and laze around in peace.

Just as she was about to take a nap, Shen Chuwei suddenly opened her eyes. Xiao Jinyan had no idea that the man behind the mask was Ye Suhuan, the third prince of Nanzhao and that he was already back.

She had to warn Xiao Jinyan in advance to be on guard.

Shen Chuwei’s gaze naturally fell upon Xuetuan on the floor.

Having just finished a fish, Xuetuan leisurely cleaned its face, licking its paws. Feeling Shen Chuwei’s gaze, it looked up to see Shen Chuwei smiling at it, giving it a bad feeling.

A moment later, with a confused expression, Xuetuan let Shen Chuwei hang a small Lotus Pouch around its neck.

Shen Chuwei rubbed Xuetuan’s little head. She hadn’t noticed how small its head was before, but after touching the tigress and lion beast, the difference was very clear.

"Xuetuan, you must deliver this to Xiao Jinyan’s hands, okay? Come back and I’ll give you Roast Duck."

Hearing the mention of Roast Duck, Xuetuan’s eyes lit up. At Shen Chuwei’s slight push on its backside, it turned and ran out, putting all its effort into moving so it could come back to Roast Duck.

This wasn’t the first time Shen Chuwei had tasked Xuetuan with such an errand, so she wasn’t overly worried.

It was time to light the lamps, and though the sky wasn’t completely dark, Xuetuan’s nimble silhouette moved deftly between the red walls and green tiles.

After only a short run, Xuetuan encountered a familiar figure, spotting Ye Suhuan standing atop a wall, "Meow?"