They huddled together to discuss some details to avoid any slip-ups later.

"That's about it. You can go now. Bai Shao will be coming to ask me about lunch soon."

Xiao Yunying called him back before Ying Yi stepped out the door.

“Ying Yi, you won’t betray me, right? You should know that even if Feng Yi knows I’m going to run away, he won’t be willing to kill me. But if I want to take your and your brother’s lives, it’s not entirely impossible.”

Feng Yi doesn't lack money; what he lacks is powerful weapons. Therefore, compared to the Ying brothers, Feng Yi is more likely to stand by his side.

"I won't."

Xiao Yunying smiled leisurely: "That would be best."

The next day, as she had agreed the day before, she insisted on eating Snow Cotton Red Bean Paste. Bai Shao went to ask the pastry chefs in the kitchen, but neither the top pastry chefs from the north nor the south had ever heard of this pastry.

She took advantage of her pregnancy to throw a tantrum, but Feng Yi didn't dare to do anything to her now.

Feng Yi initially thought she wanted him to leave the island, and his expression turned cold. However, Xiao Yunying said she was seasick and didn't want to go out. She then casually pointed to Ying Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, and said that she had seen him buy the items and that Ying Yi should go out of the island to buy them. Feng Yi's expression softened a bit after that.

Feng Yi consulted the doctor and confirmed that a woman's tastes and emotions would change and become uncontrollable during pregnancy. In order not to delay the research on weapons, he could only agree to let Ying Yi go off the island to buy them.

Just as they had guessed, he didn't let Ying Zhao go with him this time, but instead sent some other guards who didn't usually interact with Ying Yi to go out with him.

In the days while waiting for Ying Yi to return, Xiao Yunying listlessly carved a wooden pistol with a carving knife every day. The wooden carving, which had no offensive capabilities, was more like a toy, and a very crude one at that.

She told Feng Yi that the wood carving was only for adjusting the appearance; the real object would need refined iron to have that powerful destructive force.

Feng Yi confidently asserted that this was not a problem, as he could obtain a large quantity of refined iron, which made Xiao Yunying even more wary.

On the fifth night after Ying Yi left, Xiao Yunying estimated that he should be back tonight or at the latest tomorrow morning.

We'll know then whether he's been able to contact Luo Sheng.

As she had predicted, the boat Yingyi was on safely docked at midnight.

To her surprise, Ying Yi not only contacted Luo Sheng, but also took him to the island with her.

She was sound asleep in the middle of the night when she was suddenly awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Hearing hurried footsteps approaching her room, she had a bad feeling. Without even putting on her shoes, she ran barefoot to the table, grabbed the drawings she had made and the wooden gun she had carved, and then slipped into the supermarket.

The door was suddenly flung open, and judging from the footsteps, many people entered. Apparently, they discovered the bed was empty. Feng Yi, suppressing his anger, asked, "Where is everyone?"

Bai Shao said helplessly, "This servant has been guarding outside the door the whole time. Miss Xiao didn't leave the room. How could she suddenly disappear?"

"Search!"

After searching the room and confirming that it was empty, Bai Shao touched the blanket and said, "Your Highness, the blanket is still warm. Miss Xiao shouldn't have gone far."

Where is Ying Zhao?

A guard nervously reported, "Master, Ying Zhao... has disappeared."

"Go find her, but never mind Ying Zhao for now, let's chase after Xiao Yunying first."

"yes!"

"Wait, remember not to hurt her."

"yes."

Feng Yi looked around the room again, went to the long table and saw that all the blueprints were gone. His face darkened even more, and he left with a flick of his sleeve.

Xiao Yunying sat on the bed in the supermarket, listening to the silence outside, and was thankful that her intuition had saved her once again.

"Luckily, I'm a light sleeper. If I had been a deep sleeper and hadn't heard it, I'd probably be being interrogated by the neck by now."

She had previously discussed with the Ying brothers that if any uncontrollable emergencies occurred, their priority should be their own safety. They should hide themselves so that no one could find them, and then try to reunite with the others.

Ying Zhao is nowhere to be found, and Feng Yi came looking for him in the middle of the night, which means something must have happened, and it must be something serious.

"Could it be that Ying Yi brought Luo Sheng directly to the island?"

Otherwise, why would such a big commotion have occurred?

She sat in the supermarket for a while, took out a set of clothes and shoes she had previously put in, put them on, and after making sure there was no noise outside, carefully left the supermarket and returned to her room.

She cautiously went outside to check, and after confirming that no one was guarding the place, she simply waved her hand and packed everything in the house into the supermarket.

"The furniture here is all expensive; we can't waste it."

After collecting the items, they started taking out barrels of liquor, opening the lids, and pouring them in various places.

She dared not run away rashly, fearing something might happen, and also fearing that Luo Sheng would not be able to find her, so she could only try to lure Luo Sheng here.

She went out of the room, struck a match and threw it in. Watching the fire slowly spread, she ran to a tree in the corner and hid behind it, waiting for someone to come.

Seeing the fire growing larger and larger, Xiao Yunying clasped her hands together and prayed to the sky: "Heavens, it must be Luo Sheng who comes. It's fine if he doesn't come but sends someone else, um... but please don't send Wan Jun, that guy is really not very good..."

Burning down the house would have blown things up; if I'm wrong, she might be sleeping in the dungeon tomorrow.

The thought had barely crossed my mind when I saw two figures rush in through the courtyard gate.

The two figures, one tall and one short, were Wan Jun and Ying Zhao.

Looking at the house, which was already mostly burned down, Wan Jun threw down his sword and cried out, "Young Madam, Young Madam, you can't be hurt!"

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