Chapter 150 Meet Her in Person

Inn, Room No. 1.

The attendant pushed the door open and walked in. Prince Li was enjoying some snacks. Seeing him come back, he raised his chin slightly and asked, "How is it?"

The attendant bowed and reported, "The Shuntian prefect has taken the man away for a thorough investigation."

"The person died after eating porridge, what's the point of investigating?" Prince Li frowned dissatisfiedly, thinking that Dong Yi was really incompetent. He didn't know how to catch the Grand Tutor even after he had handed him the evidence.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Did you leave any clues?"

The attendant shook his head: "I am in disguise, and the strychnine was secretly prepared, so it shouldn't be found on me."

"You're quite capable." Prince Li was very satisfied with the new attendant his father had assigned to him. Looking at his bare right thumb, he asked, "Did you find my ring?"

The attendant nodded, pulled out a white jade ring from his bosom, and presented it with both hands: "It was found in the grass pile beside the Sanxian Bridge by the Shuntian Prefecture's yamen runners."

Prince Li took it, glanced at it, and put it on his right thumb. The size was just right, neither too big nor too small.

He snorted softly: "It's my ring, sure. They know how to do it."

After retrieving the ring and successfully tricking the Grand Tutor, his mood improved a little. He picked up the snack and continued eating, asking as he ate, "Have you contacted the person yet?"

The attendant replied, "According to the prince's instructions, everything has been arranged."

Prince Li nodded and said, "Come with me for a stroll and buy some fashionable clothes and jewelry for my mother and my younger sister."

The attendant asked, "Shall we invite Princess Aidare?"

When he mentioned this, Prince Li immediately remembered that he had been stood up, and his mood began to sour again: "That woman is ungrateful. I don't want to see her today."

He handed the uneaten plate of date paste cake to his attendant: "This is your reward, finish it."

The attendant who hated sweet food took the cake and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the gift."

——I can’t even handle this crappy job for a day!

*

Posthouse.

The guard raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The woman's laughter suddenly stopped, and Wei Mingliang's voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

The guard said, "Princess Meizhen invites you to the pavilion to enjoy the snow."

"No." Wei Mingliang teased the beauty in his arms nonchalantly, his fingers roaming over her snow-white skin. "Just say I'm discussing something with the master and send the pair of jade bracelets in the box to him."

The guard took the order and left. Not long after, the woman's sweet voice could be heard again in the room.

After some lovemaking, Wei Mingliang waved his hand to let the beauty go. The beauty blew him a kiss reluctantly, smiled sweetly, put on her clothes and went out.

The door closed, the smile on Wei Mingliang's lips fell, he stood up and walked to the desk, picked up his pen and started painting.

With just a few strokes, the characters come to life on the paper.

One is a palace maid wearing a cloak, and the other is a little eunuch wearing a blue eunuch uniform.

From memory, he focused on outlining the eyes.

Putting the two portraits together, Wei Mingliang squinted and looked at them. Although they were carefully retouched, they were clearly the same person.

He touched his chin.

According to his observation, this fake eunuch rarely spoke except standing there blankly.

Why did Emperor Shunguang let this palace maid pretend to be a eunuch?

He inexplicably cared about this palace maid, and he trusted his intuition very much.

There must be something special about this palace maid, perhaps... He reached out and tapped the eyes of the portrait. Before leaving Sheng Kingdom, he should meet her in person.

At this moment, the voice of a maid came from outside the house, "Third Prince, His Highness is resting, you can't barge in!"

"Get out of the way!" Yin Taiyu waved away the maid's arm and kicked towards the door.

Inside the room, Wei Mingliang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he quickly folded the drawing paper and placed it under the book on his left.

Just as he put the book back in its place, he heard a "bang" and the closed door was kicked open. Yin Taiyu walked in angrily, gritted his teeth, and punched Wei Mingliang in the face.

Wei Mingliang dodged to the side, raised his hand to grab his wrist, twisted it and pressed it, pushing him back onto the desk.

His eyes were cold, but his tone was smiling: "What kind of serious matter could have caused His Highness the Third Prince to disregard his status and come here uninvited, and even kick my door?"

"Asshole!" Yin Taiyu struggled hard, "Let me go!"

Seeing his fair face flushed red with anger, Wei Mingliang let go at the right time and took two steps back, just in time to avoid Yin Taiyu's counterattack.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yin Taiyu's empty fist. "If the Third Prince touches my Highness again, I will not be polite."

"Bah!" Yin Taiyu spat at him angrily, staring at him and demanding, "What did you do to Meizhen?"

"I haven't even spoken to Princess Meizhen. What could I possibly do to her?" Wei Mingliang spread his hands and shrugged, looking innocent. "Third Prince, please don't wrongly accuse a good person."

"Do you dare to say this isn't from you?" Yin Taiyu threw a red box to him.

The box opened in mid-air, and a pair of green jade bracelets fell out. If Wei Mingliang had not caught them quickly, they would have been broken into several pieces.

He grabbed the jade bracelet and shook it towards Yin Taiyu: "Bracelets of this quality are hard to come by. It's a shame to break them like this. The Third Prince is really wasting such a gift."

Yin Taiyu was so angry that he wanted to bite him: "Stop talking nonsense. You knew that Meizhen was here to marry a foreign princess, so why did you do such misleading things? What are your intentions?"

"Shh!" Wei Mingliang raised his hand to his lips, "Don't get excited."

He winked at the maid, who immediately left and closed the door.

Wei Mingliang smiled at Yin Taiyu and said, "Princess Meizhen is here to marry a foreign princess, not her personal maid. I just teased a maid, is it worth the Third Prince being so angry?"

Yin Taiyu's pupils suddenly shrank, "You..."

"The Third Prince is truly courageous, passing off a fake as the real." Wei Mingliang raised the corner of his lips with a meaningful smile. "If Emperor Shunguang knew that Goryeo had sent a fake princess as a marriage alliance, what would his reaction be?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? A fake princess? That's not true!" Yin Taiyu's eyes rolled around and his toes turned outward. "You'd better stay away from Meizhen, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, he ran away.

Just as one foot stepped out of the threshold, a cold voice came from behind him, "If the Third Prince walks out of this door, I will immediately go to see Emperor Shunguang. With the Third Prince's intelligence, I believe he knows what I will say to Emperor Shunguang. Do you want to bet?"

Yin Taiyu clenched his fists, and his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot, stiff as a stone.

Seeing this, Wei Mingliang stepped forward with a smile and put his hand on his shoulder, like a brother: "I have a pot of fine wine from my collection, and I sincerely invite you, the Third Prince, to have a taste."

*

The snowy night seems particularly quiet, and it is even more unusually quiet near midnight.

Shangbao Siqing was in a state of anxiety and tossed and turned in his study room but couldn't fall asleep. He simply put on his clothes and called a servant to go to the pavilion to cook wine and enjoy the snow.

Snowflakes fell, dyeing the entire garden a frosty white.

As he watched, Shang Bao Si Qing's troubled thoughts gradually calmed down. He held the wine glass and ate happily with a plate of fried peanuts.

"call--"

The cold wind suddenly changed direction, and a few snowflakes blew in, sticking to my neck. It should have been freezing, but I felt strangely warm instead.

He turned his head in confusion, and in the bright red field of vision, he saw the servant's head falling off.

Gululu, the head rolled into the snow, and the falling blood made clusters of red plum blossoms bloom on the snow...