Chapter 22: Sang Jie's Entanglement

Pingxi Prince's Mansion, the dungeon.

Yang Jun looked at Sang Jie Guiyi, who was locked in a solitary cell, one hand propping his chin, his head tilted as he gazed at Sang Jie Guiyi before him.

Leng Qingyue was, of course, locked in another room; these two people had to be avoided.

Now Yun Fengyun has given me such a problem, requiring me to deal with it in the present circumstances, but it is not that simple or easy.

Of course, in treating Sang Jie Guiyi, the Sunshine Envoy, Yang Jun must, like with Leng Qingyue, keep things balanced.

Soft Bone Powder, Disintegration Powder, and even the Hundred-Day Drunk that makes one's whole body sore—all of these were completely used.

As for the upcoming ropes and iron chains and such, they are even more indispensable.

Sang Jie Guiyi is really not so easy to put one's mind at ease about.

Sinister, cunning, stopping at nothing.

That country, to Yang Jun, whether in past or present life, however it may be, always gives him a feeling of disgust.

As for this Sang Jie Guiyi, Yang Jun does not now have Zhou Tian's mindset; he simply wants to first take him into his own service.

Preserving life comes first, surviving and developing—all of these are what Yang Jun thinks about most.

"Yang Jun, I never expected that you, the dignified Heir of Prince Pingxi, would appear so mighty in the court, yet now you're afraid of me."

Sang Jie Guiyi sat in this cell, looking at Yang Jun outside the door, his face full of indignation.

"I am just a weak woman; I personally came to your mansion to visit, yet you avoid seeing me? Are you afraid of me?"

"You are truly a coward; not daring to see me, you won't even say it—by now I've been locked up by you, and you're still forcing me to take those things; what are you afraid of?"

Sang Jie Guiyi was thoroughly dissatisfied, raising his voice and shouting out again.

For her, she also utterly refuses to believe that, as a distinguished Sunshine Envoy, she would end up in such a predicament.

Now that the pillar of Great Xia, Prince Pingxi, is gone, this is, of course, a great opportunity for Sunshine.

Who would have thought that this envoy mission would not only fail to gain any advantage, but instead I would acquire a bad reputation and be locked up.

Yang Jun listened to Sang Jie Guiyi's words, looking at this woman in her furious, flustered state, yet he also did not say much more.

This Zhou Tian, with ill intent, forcibly shoved Sang Jie Guiyi into my hands; holding this woman, deciding how to handle her next is a headache for Yang Jun.

Such a hot potato is not something that can be handled so simply and easily.

"Yang Jun, why aren't you speaking? I'll tell you, back in the Imperial Study, I've already thought of the next line for every poem that came out—do you dare to listen? Do you dare to continue?"

Sang Jie Guiyi looked at Yang Jun before him, raised his voice, and spoke repeatedly in a dissatisfied tone.

【Is this woman's brain sick? What time is it now, and she's still thinking about poems and such.】

【Today's matter, anyone with clear eyes can see that the outsiders not only want to kill me, but also want to take the opportunity to kill her!】

【If Sang Jie Guiyi dies at my hands in this matter, then I am the chief culprit; should it spark a conflict between the two states, the Sunshine lineage would likely still be blamed, earning a lifetime of infamy!】

Yang Jun glanced at Sang Jie Guiyi before him, shaking his head repeatedly.

Thinking about such things in his heart, he was still full of resentment.

Sang Jie Guiyi looked at Yang Jun, his heart also trembling with shock.

In this situation, have I heard Yang Jun's inner voice? Are all these things merely what Yang Jun himself is thinking inside?

Thinking this through, Sang Jie Guiyi suddenly froze, and then recalled that in the Imperial Study, he too seemed to have heard Yang Jun's inner voice.

Could it be that, despite encountering these changes, I have also received the aid of the Eight-legged Great God, enabling me to gain such power to hear Yang Jun's inner voice!

Sang Jie Guiyi pondered these things in his heart, and suddenly he also gave a faint smile.

For me, this matter is not only not a bad thing, but actually a good thing!

If I can thereby understand Yang Jun's inner thoughts, then wouldn't I be able to learn even more about Great Xia's inner workings?

Furthermore, by promptly grasping Yang Jun's changing thoughts, I could capture him; for me, it's just a matter of holding Yang Jun in check to obtain more Great Xia secrets—this is the best possible outcome for Sunshine.

"Your Highness, don't worry; as long as I can cooperate with me, I can agree to anything you ask."

Sang Jie Guiyi opened her small mouth, her tender tongue flicking forward, a boundless allure emanating from it; she drew near Yang Jun, gazing face to face, speaking softly.

Sang Jie Guiyi knows that her current situation is very unfavorable, and most importantly, in this matter Yang Jun holds decisive control over her.

His single word can now decide her life or death.

But, she still has a chance to turn things around.

Furthermore, in the mouths of Great Xia people, Yang Jun is a complete playboy, especially when it comes to women, for which he has absolutely no resistance.

As for this, Sang Jie Guiyi also retains a bit of confidence.

In Sunshine, she counts as a top-notch woman; placed in Great Xia, she is also a first-rate woman.

If so, isn't this exactly to Yang Jun's taste?

Thinking this way in his heart, Sang Di Guiyi also felt much more relieved.

Now, as long as I slightly hook a finger, make a small sacrifice, and capture Yang Jun, the rest can be negotiated.

"Your Highness, you don't need to stand outside; come in, don't waste this wonderful time and beautiful scenery!"

Sang Jie Guiyi spoke softly; as she talked, her fingertip fell onto the iron gate before her, she lightly reached out, through the bars, her fingertip landed on Yang Jun's body.

"Wonderful time and beautiful scenery? This is a dungeon!"

Yang Jun stared, bewildered—where does this sincerity come from? This woman truly doesn't pick occasions or places.

It seems that this Sunshine State now is truly exactly the same as that shameless country in my former world.

"Even if it's a dungeon, but here only Sang Jie and Your Highness share a room—isn't that a wonderful time and beautiful scenery?"

Sang Jie Guiyi opened her mouth again, her voice soft and sweet, speaking these words.

Sang Jie Guiyi's fingertip fell on Yang Jun's chest, and thus gently stroked over.

At the same time, her body was lightly twisting, seemingly trying to shake off the ropes and iron chains on her.

But as she made these movements, her clothing crumpled into a ball, and some parts were lifted, revealing patches of her fair, tender skin.