The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Seeing Yu Jintang pause, the attendant reminded him again, "Your Highness, it's getting late!"

They only felt a cool breeze passing by, and when the followers reacted, their master was no longer in sight.

Behind the stage, a Hua Dan who had not yet changed out of her costume was pushed against the wall by a man in fancy clothes. She pleaded in panic, "Please let me go, sir. I have a sick old father at home, and he is waiting for me to come home. I really can't go with you!"

The elegantly dressed young master lifted her chin, his eyes full of interest and amusement, "Following me, isn't it better than singing songs with all your hard work?"

Hua Dan held back tears and shook her head, "I am a free woman of good family background, I only sell my art but not my body."

"A lowly actor dares to call himself a good citizen? I like you and I'm giving you face. If you don't want it, I don't even need to give you face!" said the man in gorgeous clothes, reaching out to strip off the Huadan's costume.

"Stop, let her go!" Yu Jintang appeared in time and stopped the man in fancy clothes from doing his evil deeds.

The moment he saw the Hua Dan, Yu Jintang's heart started beating wildly, as if a fire was burning inside him, and he could see nothing else in his eyes.

The man in the fancy clothes was none other than Li Liu, the sixth son of Marquis Dingbei. He did not turn around to look, but angrily said with great disdain, "Which bastard dares to meddle in my business? Get out of the way!"

"How dare you disrespect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" the attendant who came rushing over shouted.

Upon hearing the voice, Li Liu turned around and saw that the person coming was indeed the prince. He quickly let go of Hua Dan and bowed, "I didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was here. I hope Your Highness will forgive me for my gaffe." There was not much panic in his tone.

Li Liu is the youngest and most favored son of the Weiyuan Marquisate. He is neither good at literature nor martial arts, but he got the position of commander of Luodu Guard with the help of his family. With the support of the imperial concubine and the eldest prince, he has always been arrogant and thinks that even if he offends the crown prince, the crown prince can't really do anything to him.

Yu Jintang's eyes were filled with women in costumes kneeling on the ground. He had no intention of dealing with Li Liu, so he said coldly, "Get lost, and remember not to cause trouble in the opera house again in the future."

Li Liu snorted and left with his men.

When the footsteps faded away, the actor raised his head and looked at Yu Jintang with a pair of wet almond eyes, "Thank you very much, Your Highness, for saving my life."

The moment their eyes met, the last bit of rationality in Yu Jintang's mind disappeared. He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and helped up the woman who called herself Qian Mei.

Qian Mei stood up and looked at Yu Jintang shyly and thanked him again softly, "Thank you, Your Highness!" Then she took a step back.

Yu Jintang moved his gaze away from Qian Mei's face and looked at his empty palm. He felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out, and he felt empty and painful.

"Ah~~" Qian Mei's body suddenly went limp and she fell backwards.

Yu Jintang strode forward and pulled the woman who was about to fall into the ground into his arms. With her soft and delicate figure in his arms, the empty space in his heart was instantly filled. A tingling and numb feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, making him want to sigh out loud.

Qian Mei stood firm, broke free and stepped back, but her hands were tightly grasped. She whispered, "Your Highness, it's time for me to go home!"

A soft female voice flowed into his eardrums, and Yu Jintang spoke without hesitation: "It's dangerous late at night, I will take you home."

As soon as he said this, he couldn't help but frown, subconsciously feeling that he shouldn't do this. He had an appointment with Mu Qing, and Mu Qing was still waiting for him.

"Really? Your Highness really wants to send my daughter home?" Qian Mei stared at Yu Jintang with joy in her eyes.

Meeting the shining almond eyes, Yu Jintang felt his brain buzzing, his heart and mind filled with only the woman in front of him, with no room for anyone else.

At the end of midnight, in the West Palace of Changle Palace.

Yan Muqing was awakened by a rustling noise. She knew that Yu Jintang had returned. She didn't want to face him, so she pretended to be asleep and turned over to face the inside of the bed.

After a short while, she was embraced by a familiar warmth. The breath behind her was familiar, but the smell was unfamiliar. The smell of cheap powder filled the curtain.

During pregnancy, Yan Muqing was extremely sensitive to smells, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to vomit.

Late in the night, Yu Jintang returned smelling of powder. Anyone who was not stupid would know what had happened.

In the past and present lives, the man who had always been thinking about her now had new thoughts.

If she does nothing, she will most likely be replaced by a newcomer until she no longer has a place in the prince's heart and eyes.

Perhaps due to the fatigue from pregnancy, Yan Muqing fell asleep quickly even though she had a lot on her mind.

Half asleep and half awake, she saw the prince hugging a charming actress in military uniform. Both of them looked at her with disgust as they watched her lying in a pool of blood and struggling to death.

In his last moments, the actor's face cracked and his head turned into a snake's head. The snake's head spit out its core and approached her. The core swept across her skin, and the wet and sticky touch stimulated her and made her hair stand on end...

"Ugh~ Ugh~" Yan Muqing climbed up from the bed with dry heaving. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and ran barefoot towards the bathroom.

Yu Jintang was awakened and hurriedly got up to go to the bathroom to check. Seeing Yan Muqing vomiting non-stop, he stepped forward and asked with concern, "What happened? Why did you suddenly vomit non-stop?"

Yan Muqing didn't eat dinner last night, and she couldn't vomit anything except sour water. She suppressed her nausea and looked at Yu Jintang, "Your Highness, please go out. I'm fine. I just suddenly smelled a strange smell and felt nauseous."

When Yu Jintang heard her say that she smelled a strange odor, panic flashed across his eyes and he subconsciously took a small step back. "I'll go out and call the palace maid to come in." After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Looking at the fleeing figure in front of him, Yan Muqing gave a bitter smile.

She knew early on that Yu Jintang was the crown prince, heir to the throne of Dafeng, and that she could not be the only woman in the Eastern Palace.

Therefore, she was not afraid to share her husband with other women, but she was afraid of losing the prince's heart.

If the prince no longer has her in his heart, how can she gain power and change the fate that was predetermined in her previous life?

She couldn't understand why such a good relationship suddenly developed a crack that allowed someone else to intrude.

No matter what the reason is, there can't be any rift between her and the prince, let alone anyone else getting in the way. That enchanting actor, who exudes evilness everywhere, can no longer be kept.

With Yan Muqing's identity, it is not difficult to kill someone, but it is still quite difficult to get rid of someone without anyone knowing.

She wanted to get rid of the actor, but she couldn't take the risk of getting her hands on blood and leaving any evidence.

While pondering, Yan Mucheng suddenly remembered that one year after his previous life, a horrific murder occurred in Lincheng. The entire family of the prefect of Lincheng was slaughtered. Emperor Yuanjing was furious and ordered the Dali Temple to investigate the case and catch the real culprit. Finally, the investigation led to a killer organization.

However, just as the Dali Temple found a clue, the contact location of the killer organization disappeared, and ultimately they were unable to find the real culprit who massacred the entire family of the prefect.

Later, several major cases related to the killer organization occurred in Dafeng, but none of them were successfully solved.

The prince in his previous life had worked in the Dali Temple and had discussed the files of the murder case in detail with Yan Muqing. Yan Muqing remembered very clearly that the contact point of the killer organization was the fortune-telling stall next to the City God Temple in Nancheng.