hey won't, they'll need your lives to fight back! How likely do you think you are to make it back alive This is open sea. After you die, your bodies will be thrown into the water, no one will ever fin...With a clang, the masked man's blade was deflected by a hidden weapon. Ripples seized the opportunity and flung the opponent away directly.

The rough wooden bars of the dungeon were broken by the body of a man in black. Before he could get up, a black-armored guard stepped on him and dragged him away.

The whole process was very short. Besides the broken wooden railing that proved what had happened, there were only ripples as participants, and two people in the adjacent cell who saw the events unfold.

Ripple brushed the dust off her shoulders and walked out from the broken wooden bars. She first came to Hong Ling'er's cell, glanced at the other party, and said:

"You better pray your accomplices don't get exposed, or you're dead."

"You're talking gibberish, just mind your own business!"

Hong Ling'er said coldly.

Liàn Yī just smiled, then walked back to Sòng Jiā's cell and shook his head, saying:

"Song Jia, little sister, if you like my handkerchief just tell me. I have plenty, as many as you want. But remember, a proper lady doesn't take things without asking!"

"Elder Sister Hua, I have my own handkerchief. Why would I take yours You can't even keep track of your own things, how dare you blame me"

Song Jia pouted and said.

"Do you have it You know in your heart, my handkerchief isn't something just anyone can take!"

A ripple of a bright and charming smile graced her lips.

"Young Master Wen, after listening for so long, aren't you coming out"

The ripples turned their head and said to the air.

A moment later, Wen Shiru walked out from the corner and said in a calm voice:

"Miss Hua, thank you for sacrificing yourself as bait. We have caught the man, so we will send the three of you back now."

"What's the rush, there are still some fish that got away!"

Ripples waved her sleeves in front of Wen Shirui, and the next moment, the torches in the dungeon went out.

"Young Master Wen, have you seen it"

Ripples smiled and asked.

Not to mention Wen Shirui, even Hong Ling'er saw it. In the darkness, Song Jia's hand emitted a red fluorescence.

"I said, my stuff isn't that easy to take."

Liàn Yī said faintly.

Song Jia knew something was wrong when she saw her palm turning red. She was about to bite open the poison sac in her teeth, but Wen Shiruo was faster. He casually waved his palm and knocked Song Jia unconscious.

Ripple knew the other party had used spiritual energy. The next moment, the torches in the prison were lit again, illuminating everyone's faces.

Wen Shige walked out from the shadows, clad in a pure black brocade robe. His aura was vastly different from that of the day, the metallic scent of blood seeming even more intense. He spoke in a deep, grave voice:

Take it with you.

Someone immediately dragged the unconscious Song Jia away.

Hong Ling'er remained silent, only nervously clenching her sleeves and staring at Wen Shige with a look of helplessness.

Miss Hua, would you be willing to speak with me privately

Of course.

Ripple smiled and then, following Wen Shirui, left the dungeon.

At this time, the prison was surrounded by black-armored guards outside. They encircled the entire dungeon, not even a mosquito could fly out.

This time, the ripples were taken to a study. After she sat down, Wen Shiru spoke first:

"The Wen family is willing to agree to Miss Hua's conditions. Please hand over the Purple Yin Flower so I can save the head of the family."

Will you marry me

Ripple smiled and asked.

"Willing."

"No objections"

"No one is unwilling."

"Well, seeing as you're my fiancé, I can give you the Violet Bloom now. Are you ready"

The ripples asked again.

"Ready"

Wen Shirui nodded.

Then ripples reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small pouch the size of his palm, pushing it towards Wen Shirui and saying:

You should know how to open it!

Wen Shiru looked at the small bag, his eyes flickered, nodded and picked up the bag, then said:

"Miss Hua, please wait a moment. I will give this to my third brother."

Then he left the study.

Ripples watched as the other person left, then looked around at the furnishings in the study.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Shirui returned and said to Lianyi:

"From today onwards, Miss Hua will be living in my Cui Zhu Courtyard. I want to wait until my father wakes up before holding the wedding ceremony, so I'm afraid it will inconvenience Miss Hua for a few days."

"Big Brother Wen, these are just minor matters. You can decide on them."

With a shy smile, Lian Yi said.

"Then you can stay in the guest room for now. I've already had it prepared. Let me take you there first, and your belongings will be delivered tomorrow."

"Good."

Ripple readily agreed and then returned to her dwelling to catch up on some sleep.

Ripples had fallen asleep, but many in Wenjia Fort were toiling through the night.

Hong Ling'er was one of them. She was afraid that the insider would be exposed and implicate her, but she didn't expect that even Song Jia, who looked the most harmless, was involved.

And when the fifth concubine received the news from the dungeon, she immediately took out a white porcelain bottle from a secret compartment and poured out a brown pill from inside. She threw it into the wooden basin, waited for the pill to dissolve, then quickly plunged her hands into the liquid and soaked them for a full quarter of an hour before finally taking them out.

He then placed a silk handkerchief in the wooden basin, soaked it and wrung it out before using it to wipe the objects and places he had touched.

In the deepest dungeon of Wenjia Fort, Wen Shigo sat in a chair, looking at Song Jia who was bruised and bloodied. He showed no mercy, only asking faintly:

"You were sent by someone to infiltrate the Wen Manor. Why did you steal Hua Lian's handkerchief, and who did you give it to after stealing it You better tell the truth."

Song Jia was already on the verge of tears, but she still refused to say anything.

Wen Shige picked up the white porcelain teacup on the table and said faintly:

"The true words soup recipe you gave to Shixuan, he has improved it, the effect will be better. Just right for you to try."

Song Jia only then reacted, raising her head to look at Wen Shige.

At this moment, one person pinched Song Jia's chin and roughly poured a bowl of black soup into her mouth.

When the ripples came the next day, Lìchūn and Xiàzhì had already moved all the dowry and daily necessities from Zǐyún Yuàn to their new home.

"Miss, we've moved all your belongings."

"You've worked hard. Please help me get ready, I'm going to have breakfast with Brother Wen."

Liàn'yī was in a good mood and said.

Yes, miss!

She changed back into her favorite crimson Liu Xian skirt and put on a pearl headband. Then, accompanied by her maid, she hurried to the small dining hall, which was where Wen Shirui ate alone.

But she came up empty, Wen Shirui didn't come for breakfast.

"Where is the Master"

"Miss Huíhuā, the young master has gone to the master's courtyard."

"Has Master Wen woken up"

"This little one doesn't know."

The guard replied.

At this moment, Wen Shirui's little servant rushed into the small dining room and respectfully said to Lianyi:

"Miss Hua, please move to Yong'an Courtyard. The head of the household wants to see you."

"It seems that Master Wen has awakened, which is truly a joyous occasion. You lead the way ahead!"

Li ripples smoothed her skirt and followed the maidservant to meet Master Wen.

Wen Yongyan, who had just woken up not long ago, was leaning against the bed, and said to his fifth concubine, who stood with her hands clasped by his side:

"Qing Lan, I hope you are telling the truth."After her breath had evened out, Yunsiyu lifted the pillow and pulled out a rusted iron box. She glanced at the small lock hanging on it, letting out a dismissive smile. This thing was just for peace...