Imperial Capital

Seeing the look on her face, Xu Changge let out a soft breath, looked away, and his voice gentled somewhat:

"Changtian sent you away precisely so he wouldn't put you in a difficult position."

Tianyan suddenly lifted her eyes, a trace of hope within them, and quickly whispered:

"I... I can help. Eldest Young Master, please tell me—where is he now?"

Xu Changge looked deeply at her. Seeming to recall another woman with golden eyes, he shook his head, his tone slightly complicated:

"There is no need. Though you were the one who handed over the knife, I think you truly were unaware of it. I hope you, Saintess, will not betray Changtian's goodwill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flow of Qi around Xu Changge surged once more, and he was about to turn into a streak of light and flee again.

Feeling that Qi, the girl did not hesitate in the slightest. Source Qi immediately surged around her as well, and she tried to follow him.

Xu Changge frowned slightly at the sight:

"Saintess, what do you mean by this? Don't tell me you really intend to defect to my Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Biting her lip, Tianyan said softly:

"There are many differing opinions regarding Xu Yuan within the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion. It was very likely done in secret by some of the radicals. Helping Xu Yuan does not count as betraying my sect."

"Oh?"

Xu Changge raised a brow, surprise surfacing on his valiant and handsome face, but he still shook his head. "Saintess, as Changtian's elder brother, I appreciate your intentions on his behalf, but even if you went, you would be of no help."

Tianyan clenched her fists:

"I... I at least want to go and see."

A flicker of impatience flashed through Xu