C93 Hiding Inside and Not Making a Sound

At the entrance, Rong Qi watched as Tiange's figure disappeared, his gaze deepening. "Lei Yi, do you think she figured something out?" Rong Qi could tell that Tiange's expression was off at that moment.

"I don't know," Lei Yi's voice echoed from the void, sounding ethereal.

Rong Qi rubbed his forehead, "Can you come out and talk to me?"

Lei Yi appeared instantly.

And then Rong Qi found himself at a loss for words...

Following her usual routine, Tiange returned from the mansion and immediately laid out the Grand Yin Scripture on her bed. She sat cross-legged, slowly gathering energy in her core. The practice of internal martial arts requires diligence; progress may not be visible daily, but it accumulates over time. Conversely, neglect may not show immediate loss, but it results in gradual decline.

Since the day Tiange began her training, she hadn't slacked off for even a single day. Now, the Grand Yin Scripture before her was no longer just a simple ink painting; it had transformed into countless lines of varying depth, resembling the intricate network of meridians within the human body.

If anyone were in the room at that moment, they would see Tiange surrounded by a white, ethereal aura, as if she were on the verge of transcending. Time passed slowly as Tiange sank her energy into her core and gradually opened her eyes. Instinctively, the image of Bai Ze surfaced in her mind. The person she thought of in Rong Qi's mansion was Bai Ze.

Bai Ze's internal martial arts technique was quite unique, causing his force to be centered differently than others when he struck. Simply put, while others focused their power in the palm, his was concentrated in his fingers. Yet, how could Xie Jin have been killed by Bai Ze? In the Heaven Obeying Hall, Bai Ze died so tragically...

The fish market was silent in the dead of night. A shadow flitted across the roof of the Azure Jade Sect, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. In the main hall, Yaoyue sat like a statue in the chief seat, his half-black, half-white face staring intently at the beams above.

Recently, news arrived from Yecheng about a new source of tin, allowing him to confidently compete with Meixi Workshop. With Beiming Yuan's ambitions to take over the fish market, the No-south House naturally became his first target for elimination. The black-clad figure who just left was a messenger from the Yaksha Sect. Having taken his money, the messenger would intercept the goods the No-south House was transporting to the capital in the coming days.

Back in the day, Dugu Yan had worked tirelessly to maintain the balance of power in the fish market, preventing any one faction from dominating. Now, Yaoyue was set on destroying it all. Do you know why? Yaoyue's eyes narrowed as he looked at the beams. Because you value her, you hold her dearer than your own life, more than you value me...

The night passed without a word. The next day, as Feng Xueyao was about to step into her carriage outside the South Suppressing Marquis Mansion, Dugu Jin suddenly ran over, standing eagerly before her with a particularly joyful smile.

Feng Xueyao never liked Dugu Jin, especially after the incident at the garden and Dugu Rou being named Vice Consort. She knew the Dugu family's glory days were over.

In contrast, Dugu Jin was thrilled; his sister finally gave her blessing, and he could openly be with Feng Xueyao.

"Yao, do you know how much I've missed you?" Dugu Jin gazed at her intensely, causing Xueyao to blush.

Before Dugu Jin could say more, Xueyao pulled him to a corner of the mansion. "Please, don't say such things anymore. After what happened last time, I can't show my face in the capital."

Dugu Jin seemed oblivious to the distance and resentment in Xueyao's eyes. He grabbed her hand, "Before, I was bound by an engagement, but now it's different! Don't worry, Yao. Tomorrow, I'll go to the South Suppressing Marquis Mansion to propose. We can finally be together openly!"

Realizing the situation was only getting worse, Xueyao knew prolonging it would only harm her. She pulled her hand away.

"Jin, let it go..."

Even though she was resolute, Xueyao didn't want to burn bridges with Dugu Jin. "Because of what happened with Qin Luoyi, the rumors are already bad. My grandmother is ashamed of me, and my uncle doesn't even want to see me... If I marry you, it would only confirm all those wild rumors..."

“Who cares what they do, as long as we love each other!” Dugu Jin suddenly reached out and grasped Feng Xueyao's shoulders. “Once you marry me, you won't have to live under someone else's roof at the South Suppressing Marquis Mansion. I promise I'll make you happy!”

“I can't marry you... I'm sorry, I can't tarnish the century-old reputation of the South Suppressing Marquis Mansion...” Tears welled up in Feng Xueyao's beautiful eyes as she refused, and at that moment, she noticed a carriage passing by not far away.

“But...” Before Dugu Jin could speak, Feng Xueyao suddenly ran toward the carriage that had just passed.

By the time Dugu Jin turned around, Feng Xueyao had already stopped the carriage!

As the driver pulled the reins tight, someone stepped out of the carriage.

Seeing the person before her, Feng Xueyao's eyes turned cold.

Why wasn't it Rong Qi?

“Miss Feng, what a coincidence!” The person who stepped out was none other than Wei Zixuan, the hostage prince from the neighboring country.

Feng Xueyao didn't know what to say.

The situation was convenient, but the person wasn't.

“Xueyao, what are you doing? Why are you stopping him?” Seeing it was Wei Zixuan, Dugu Jin immediately rushed over, trying to pull Feng Xueyao back.

In desperation, Feng Xueyao had no choice but to reach out to Wei Zixuan.

Leaving with Wei Zixuan was better than getting entangled with Dugu Jin here.

The carriage sped away, leaving Dugu Jin standing like a statue, his eyes growing colder by the second...

Inside the carriage, Feng Xueyao unexpectedly saw Rong Qi.

She thought to herself, this was clearly Rong Qi's carriage.

"Prince Rong is here too? I thought..." Feng Xueyao's icy demeanor melted into a shy expression.

Rong Qi smiled lightly, "Prince Wei insisted on rescuing Miss Feng from her predicament, so I had no choice but to stay quiet inside."

Hearing this, Wei Zixuan blushed, "Don't make things up!"

"I'm not making it up. Miss Feng, you should know that when Dugu Jin was bothering you, Prince Wei nearly jumped out to confront him. But considering your reputation, he held back," Rong Qi said, giving Wei Zixuan a knowing look.

"Exactly! If it weren't for Rong Qi's reminder, I would have definitely taught that scoundrel Dugu Jin a lesson!" Wei Zixuan straightened up, speaking with conviction.

At the same moment, both Rong Qi and Feng Xueyao were taken aback.

"Thank you, Prince Rong. If it weren't for your thoughtful consideration, I might have become the laughingstock of the entire capital again..." Feng Xueyao expressed her gratitude with tears in her eyes, while Rong Qi glanced over at Wei Zixuan.

Is that how you continue a conversation? No wonder you'll be single forever!

As the carriage passed Black Tortoise Street, it suddenly stopped. Rong Qi got off, and the carriage resumed its journey.

That's why Wei Zixuan liked having friends like Rong Qi—practical and sensible at crucial moments.

"Where would you like to go, Miss Feng?" Inside the carriage, Wei Zixuan sat nervously across from Feng Xueyao, his hands fidgeting as he spoke, occasionally swallowing hard.

"The Imperial Academy," Feng Xueyao replied softly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Do you often spend time with Prince Rong?"

Hearing Feng Xueyao initiate conversation with him, Wei Zixuan was thrilled. "All the time! Whenever I call, he's there in a heartbeat!"

Wei Zixuan aimed to highlight his influence, but to Feng Xueyao, his words sounded rather grating.