Mu Jinyao looked a little flustered and lowered her head hastily. Her profile was incredibly beautiful.

The man in brocade clothes had a slightly dark look in his eyes.

Mr. Zeng explained kindly, "Our place is full, why don't you walk a little further..."

"You're not willing to give in? Are you sure?" the white-faced beardless man shouted coldly. The guards behind him had already put their hands on the long swords at their waists, ready to attack.

Lord Zeng's face turned pale. He didn't expect this group of people to be so powerful. Who are they?

Mu Wanqing saw this and frowned slightly, "Free up two upper rooms for them."

"Yes." Lord Zeng responded quickly.

The man in brocade clothes looked at Mu Wanqing and looked her up and down.

Mu Wanqing let him look at her and looked back at her openly. The young man was in his twenties, gentle as jade, extremely handsome, and had an extraordinary demeanor.

The two of them seemed to be competing with each other and neither of them looked away.

The white-faced, beardless man frowned, "Two rooms are not enough..."

Mu Wanqing was a little annoyed. Her intuition told her that this was a big trouble.

Some things should be avoided if possible.

"Free up two more middle rooms for them."

Baimian Wuxu was still not satisfied, "We have a total of thirty people, and we need fifteen upper rooms, vacate them immediately."

This is too much. The lion asked for a huge profit and acted like a boss.

The faces of the Mu family members were not good, but Mu Wanqing was the calmest. "Everything should be based on first come first served. We give up the room out of kindness, not duty, unless that person is a king worshipped by all the people. May I ask, are you the honored guest?"

Her tone was calm, but she dropped a heavy bomb.

The white-faced, beardless man gasped, "You... you are just quibbling. Our young master is of noble status..."

Mu Wanqing had already discovered that this trick was particularly useful. "Everything has rules. The king makes the rules, and everyone else follows the rules. No matter how noble you are, it's the same. May I ask, am I wrong in saying this?"

The white-faced, beardless man had no way of responding to this.

The man in brocade clothes stared at her coldly, "You are good at talking and very smart, but I don't like it."

He exuded a cold aura, but Mu Wanqing didn't buy it and asked back curiously.

"Does it matter whether you like it or not? Do you want to stay? If you do, pay the room first."

She had booked the inn, and to make things easier, she asked the innkeeper and the waiter to go home and have a rest.

The white-faced, beardless man was stunned. "What? I have to pay?"

Mu Wanqing was even more shocked than him, "Do you want to stay here for free? No way? No way? We are not related at all, why should I spend money on you?"

What he said made a lot of sense, and the people on the opposite side were speechless.

The man in brocade clothes couldn't help but say, "Reward her one hundred taels."

Only servants would use the word "reward", and this was clearly a favor to Luo Mu Wanqing.

Everyone was looking at Mu Wanqing, who accepted it generously, "Thank you for the reward."

She smiled and stretched out her right hand, "What about the rent? They can't be mixed up."

Rewards are one thing, and rent is another.

The other person's expression froze.

Someone couldn't help but snicker, "Pfft."

Why would someone want to show off in front of Miss Mu San? She is the king of showing off.

The man in brocade clothes began to release cold air again, but unfortunately, the colder he was, the brighter Mu Wanqing smiled.

The white-faced, beardless man saw that his master's luck was starting to improve, and secretly cried out that it was not good, and asked first, "How much silver?"

Mu Wanqing spoke without hesitation, "The upper rooms in this inn are one tael per night, and the middle rooms are half a tael per night. You can take two upper rooms and two middle rooms, which is three taels in total. Please pay in advance. No credit is accepted."

The white-faced, beardless man immediately threw out a silver note for 100 taels and said, "Here, take it and give me the change."

Mu Wanqing slowly put away the banknotes. This kind of difficulty was simply child's play. She didn't need to do it herself. "Brother, go and arrange it. Hurry up."

"good."

After a while, Mu Zicheng came over with a box in his hand. "There are ninety-seven taels in it. Please count."

After a few moves back and forth, Mu Wanqing had the upper hand.

The white-faced, beardless man felt extremely aggrieved. When had he ever suffered such an injustice? "I want food and hot water."

Mu Wanqing didn't even blink, "There will be an additional charge for this. The meal is five taels of silver per person, so thirty people will cost one hundred and fifty taels. Hot water is free."

The white-faced, beardless man asked aggressively, "Five taels per portion? The food outside isn't that expensive."

Mu Wanqing made a gesture of invitation, "Then please go out for dinner."

She really doesn't care and doesn't need the money.

This is just a means of fighting back.

The man in brocade clothes suddenly asked in a cold voice, "What if you are not satisfied with the food? Can I get a refund?"

His subordinates were all dumbfounded. Was their master mad? This amount of money was nothing. Usually a meal would cost several hundred yuan.

Mu Wanqing was immediately unhappy, and put her hands on her hips, "What? Return the money? Are you kidding? Where is your aristocratic demeanor? Where is your noble manners?"

The man in brocade clothes was deliberately making things difficult for her, "You can even blackmail me..."

Mu Wanqing jumped three feet high, "Stop, what is blackmail? Using threats and deception to defraud money and property, did I threaten you? Did I deceive you?"

She looked at me with a look of disdain, "How can you not have common sense? This is really not good, I will be looked down upon. "No, I told you the price in advance, you have the right to choose whether to eat it or not. I am very disappointed that you are accusing me of something that is not true and destroying my reputation. We cannot work together if we do not share the same ideals."

She waved her hand and said, "Everyone go back to your rooms and rest. Be alert at night because there are outsiders here."

"Yes." After a while, everyone left, leaving only the women from the third branch of the Mu family.

Lord Zeng saw them as an eyesore and said, "Drag them away."

The officers came forward to drag the people away. The women struggled frantically, and some even kicked and hit others. The scene became a complete mess for a while.

At this moment, Mu Jinyao took advantage of the chaos and pounced on the man in brocade clothes. The guards beside him immediately drew their swords and pointed them at her.

She fell to the ground and begged, "Please save my family, please."

The man in brocade clothes looked at her indifferently, and Mu Wanqing also looked at her expressionlessly.

Mr. Zeng was overwhelmed and went forward to drag the people away himself.

Mu Jinyao struggled helplessly, tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks. She looked so pitiful with tears in the rain, and there was a kind of broken beauty in her that was touching.

"Master Jin, please, as long as you save my family, I am willing to serve you like a slave."

Jin? Or Jing? A thought flashed through Mu Wanqing's mind. Could it be that Mu Jinyao knew the man in front of her?

However, the man's reaction didn't seem like he knew her.

Mu Jinyao was well-known for her talent and was one of the two beauties in the capital. Logically, all the men in the upper class circles in the capital knew her.

Even if you haven't seen her, you've heard of her reputation.

Perhaps, Mu Jinyao from the previous life knew him...

The man in brocade clothes finally spoke, "Let her go."

As soon as he spoke, one of his men rushed over and attacked Lord Zeng's eyes. In order to protect himself, Lord Zeng had to let Mu Jinyao go.

The man in brocade clothes slowly walked over and looked down at the beautiful and fragile girl. "Speak."

Mu Jinyao briefly explained what happened, avoiding the main point and trying to excuse himself, "My brothers ran out to find a doctor because they were worried about their father's condition. Lord Zeng wanted to treat them as escaped exiles..."

The man in brocade clothes frowned, "Are you exiles?"

Mu Jinyao was silent for a moment, "...Yes."

The man in brocade clothes pointed at Mu Wanqing, "Him too?"

Mu Jinyao looked at Mu Wanqing with a complicated expression. Mu Wanqing was very calm, without any sign of panic. She always lived with a clear conscience.

"Yes." When she said this word, she couldn't tell whether she felt envy or jealousy.

The man in brocade clothes sneered, "How come I never knew that exiled prisoners lived so comfortably? And that the commander was bad? And that they could live in such a nice inn?"

Mu Wanqing spread her hands and said indifferently, "Maybe, maybe you don't have any experience?"

Man in brocade clothes: ...

Damn, an exile is more righteous than him!

The white-faced, beardless man shouted, "How dare you."

"Hehe." Mu Wanqing brushed her sleeves, turned around and left slowly.

The man in brocade clothes looked at her receding figure in disbelief. Shouldn't she be begging for mercy in fear?

"Who asked you to leave?"

Mu Wanqing tilted her head slightly, "There is only one person in this world who can make me obey obediently, and that is the wise and powerful emperor. I only listen to him. May I ask, is this young master more amazing than the emperor?"

The white-faced man's scalp tingled, and he subconsciously looked at his master. This man is poisonous! He couldn't respond to every word he said!

The man in brocade clothes had never seen such a person before. She kept claiming to be a cover for the emperor, and acted so naturally as if she was the embodiment of truth.

To make things difficult for her is to think that she is greater than the emperor, which is really annoying.

He took a deep breath. With his status, there was no need to embarrass such a small person. "I don't want to see you."

Mu Wanqing waved her hand happily, "Okay, I will disappear in front of you. Lord Zeng, take the brothers with you. I hope they dare not let the fugitives escape, because this is the emperor's right."

Not only can they not be let go, they have to be watched.

She was not worried about the people in the first wife complaining, because she had tested and found out that this man was cold-hearted. How could a nobleman who was high and mighty sympathize with an ant?

The man in brocade clothes is in a bad state. He is extremely bold, sharp-tongued, and behaves in a very evil way.

Madam Mu's eyes flickered. "Sir, how can you let her go like this? She is usually so arrogant, she doesn't recognize her relatives, and she even dares to harm her own relatives. We have been hurt so badly by her..."

She took every opportunity to discredit Mu Wanqing, just to provoke the other party's anger.

Unexpectedly, the man in brocade clothes asked coldly, "So, you guys can't beat her? You are older than her."

Madam Mu's knee was hit by an arrow. "...We just consider the kinship and give in to her. After all, we are all surnamed Mu, and the master was a high official..."

The man in brocade clothes had guessed their identities. "Former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue Mu Zhongde? Where is he?"

When she mentioned this, Madam Mu's eyes were filled with bitter tears. "My master was tortured by her to a point where his life was worse than death. His tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and he became a useless person. Young Master, please help us."

The man in brocade clothes' eyes lit up and he wanted to recruit him. It was infuriating to have such an opponent, but it was great to have such a subordinate.

"What's his name?"

Madam Mu gnashed her teeth in hatred, "Mu Wanqing, the illegitimate daughter of the second wife..."

"What? She is a girl?" the man in brocade clothes blurted out in shock. How is this possible?

Madam Mu looked disdainful, "She usually acts like a man, her heart is higher than the sky, and she is full of bad intentions."

The man in brocade clothes refused to believe that he had made a mistake, and ordered his men, "Go check her out."

On the other side, Mu Wanqing returned to the room with a frown on her face, as if she was troubled by something.

Mr. Zeng, who was sitting opposite, was a little flustered. "Miss, what's wrong? Is that person troublesome?"

Madam Mu II brought two bowls of honey tea. Mu Wanqing took a sip and said, "You should know a lot about the royal family, right? Tell me about it."

Unfortunately, she knew nothing about these things, and knew nothing about the geography of the Great Qi Dynasty, otherwise she would be able to infer the man's identity based on the existing information.

The only thing that is certain is that the white-faced, beardless man is a eunuch, and only the royal family and clan members can employ eunuchs.

Lord Zeng was even more panicked. Could that person be the prince? It was impossible. The prince could not leave the capital.

"There are eight princes in this dynasty. The eldest prince is the oldest, four years older than the crown prince. The crown prince is second, and the third to fifth princes are about the same age. The sixth prince is only ten years old, and the eighth prince is three years old this year..."

Although these yamen runners hold low positions, they are extremely well-informed.

What's more, this information is open to the public and can be obtained by anyone who cares about current affairs by just asking around.

Mu Wanqing tapped the table lightly, "How old is the prince this year?"

"Twenty-five years old, married at seventeen, married the daughter of Duke Zhennan."

Mu Wanqing took in the information step by step and analyzed it quickly, "The eldest prince is 28 years old? This age is appropriate. Has he been enfeoffed?"

Lord Zeng shook his head slightly, "No, he is very much loved by the emperor, and he was kept in the capital when he reached the age of becoming a vassal."

Then cross the eldest prince off the list, and the possibility of the royal family is zero.

There was only one possibility left, "How many members of the royal family who were serving as vassals outside the capital are around 27 or 28 years old?"

"There are quite a few. The prince of Wei and several of his sons, several of the princes of Zhao, and the prince of Jin..."

Mu Wanqing interrupted abruptly, "Wait a minute, Prince Jin? Tell me more about him."

Lord Zeng pondered for a moment, then dug out relevant memories from his mind. "The Prince of Jin went to Beijing to be raised by the Emperor since he was young, and was highly valued by the Emperor. He returned to the Prince of Jin's Mansion after getting married in Beijing at the age of 18. It is said that his status in the Prince of Jin's Mansion is awkward, and the Prince of Jin and his wife prefer the youngest son who grew up by their side, and they want the youngest son to inherit the throne."

Mu Wanqing's mind raced as she analyzed all the information. "Which girl did he marry?"

"The daughter of the dean of Baiyun Academy."

Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, "Baiyun Academy is very prestigious, right?"

Lord Zeng was a little surprised. She didn't know about Baiyun Academy? That shouldn't be the case. "Yes, it is the most famous academy in the country. Many officials come from Baiyun Academy."

He was silent for a moment, "Do you suspect that he is the prince of Jin?"

Mu Wanqing tapped the table lightly, "It's not a suspicion, it's a confirmation."

Lord Zeng took a deep breath. They actually offended such a powerful person. It was fatal.

Mu Wanqing was not too worried. "Since he didn't reveal my identity, I think he has some reservations. Then we will pretend we don't know. It's just a one-night thing, so we can just avoid him tomorrow."

"OK."

But there are some things that you can't avoid just because you want to.

The gears of fate started turning at this moment, and the future enemy of life met without any warning.

Many years later, when the two men who had met each other in battle recalled this past event, they couldn't help but sigh at the mystery of fate.

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You should have guessed who the Prince of Jin is.