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Otherwise, he would become a disgrace to the Demon Guards.

Song Jingchen was stunned.

Before he could speak, Shen Yijia looked around and whispered in Song Jingchen’s ear, “Do you think I should go to the Hidden Spirit Temple to ask for a talisman and get the monks there to chant scriptures for me? Didn’t they say that blessings from the Hidden Spirit Temple were very effective?”

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Her thoughts were simple. She was trying to figure out a way to deal with the ghost. She couldn’t let the ghost hear her. What if the ghost took precautions in advance?

You Yi thought to himself, “I’m sorry, but I’m not afraid of talismans.”

When Song Jingchen heard Shen Yijia’s theories getting more and more ridiculous, he pressed a finger against her forehead and pushed her away. He asked in a low voice, “When did you realize that someone was watching you?”

He believed that Shen Yijia sensed something, but he did not think that it was a ghost.

After all, ghosts couldn’t appear during the day.

As soon as this thought appeared, Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment.

He had been led astray by this girl again.

Shen Yijia was extremely nervous, but she did not notice anything wrong with him. She scratched her head and said, “It happened after the emperor’s birthday.”

Thinking of something, she widened her eyes and jumped onto Song Jingchen’s body. She buried her head in Song Jingchen’s neck and kept muttering, “It’s over, it’s over. They must have been brought out of the Cold Palace. Didn’t they say that the Cold Palace is filled with wandering ghosts? And they’re the kind with deep resentment. Did they take a fancy to my ability and want me to avenge them?”

As she spoke, her small body trembled.

Song Jingchen was almost out of breath. He tried to make Shen Yijia relax, but it was useless. He could only pat her back comfortingly. “Don’t be afraid. If there are really those ghosts in the Cold Palace, they’ll only pester the people that hurt them.”

Shen Yijia did not believe it. Didn’t they say that the emperor had the aura of a true dragon? Perhaps those ghosts were pestering her because they did not dare to pester the useless emperor.

Song Jingchen was speechless.

He tried his best, but Shen Yijia refused to get off him. If not for the fact that he could feel her body trembling, Song Jingchen would have suspected that she was deliberately trying to take advantage of him.

It was not until Shen Yijia fell asleep in his arms that Song Jingchen heaved a sigh of relief. If she continued to strangle him, he wouldn’t be able to protect himself from following this girl after he turned into a ghost.

Thinking of Shen Yijia’s words, Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes and called Mo Yuan over to ask her to guard Shen Yijia by the bed.

He went out alone in the dark.

You Yi had an ominous feeling.

Song Jingchen went all the way to the courier station. He avoided the guards in the courier station and found Xuanyuan Ce’s courtyard.

He did not ask where Xuanyuan Ce lived. He had the highest status among the envoys, so it was naturally arranged for him to stay in the best courtyard.

In fact, he had guessed correctly.

As soon as Song Jingchen jumped into the courtyard, two men in black wearing silver masks blocked his way.

Without waiting for Song Jingchen to speak, the two of them charged at him ruthlessly.

Song Jingchen frowned. They seemed to be waiting for him.

The other party’s moves were strange. Song Jingchen didn’t dare to be distracted and focused on fighting the enemy. Even so, his body quickly turned red with injuries.

“Let him in.” Xuanyuan Ce’s voice came from inside the house.

The two men in black immediately put away their swords and hid in the night.

Song Jingchen looked in the direction the other party had left and frowned. It seemed that he hadn’t guessed wrongly.

The door opened and Chu Feng walked out. He cupped his fists at Song Jingchen. “Young Master Song, my lord invites you.”

Song Jingchen glanced at Chu Feng and didn’t refuse.

It was a study. Xuanyuan Ce sat behind a desk with two cups of tea in front of him. Obviously, one of them was prepared for him.

Song Jingchen sat down in front of the desk.

Xuanyuan Ce pushed one of the teacups in front of him and glanced at the wound on his arm. He cursed the two Demon Guards for being too gentle.

He had said that they could not kill him, but did the two of them have difficulty understanding his intentions?

Song Jingchen didn’t touch the tea in front of him and asked directly, “Why?”

Xuanyuan Ce raised his eyebrows and pretended not to know. “What do you mean? Earl Zhongyi barged into my courtyard at night. Those who don’t know better would think that your emperor sent you to assassinate me.”

Song Jingchen frowned and interrupted him impatiently. “You saved my wife in the arena and sent someone to protect her afterward. Why?”

Xuanyuan Ce choked. Indeed, there was a reason why he hated this kid.

“I thank Your Highness for saving my wife. If you need me to do anything, just mention it. However, Your Highness, you should take that person back. My wife doesn’t like him.”

Not only did she not like him, but she was also frightened out of her wits by that person’s existence.

Who would have thought that Shen Yijia, who was fearless and felt that she was the best in the world, was most afraid of illusory things?

Xuanyuan Ce was so angry that he vomited blood. He sneered. “You can fulfill any request I make?”

Song Jingchen said, “Your Highness, just tell me.”

“What if I want you to divorce that girl?”