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Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...
As dawn broke, Seventeenth Master and the others finally finished peeling all the potatoes. The woman came to inspect them and then, satisfied, let them go to eat. Seventeenth Master and the others went to the main dining hall again, skillfully took plates, filled them with food, found a quiet spot, and sat down to eat all their food in silence, not knowing whether they would have a meal next time.
Seventeenth Master looked around at the peaceful and contented faces of everyone, chatting and laughing. They seemed quite satisfied with their current lives. They worked together, ate together, and there were no arguments or selfish desires here. Although they were isolated from the world, they seemed completely unconcerned about outside affairs. This scene slightly touched Seventeenth Master, causing him to fall into deep thought. Was his previous eagerness to annihilate the White Lotus Sect right or wrong?
After dinner, the Seventeenth Prince and the others went out to work with everyone else until sunset, when they secretly returned to the dining hall to hide. Sure enough, not long after, the two maids from Cangyue Tower who had come to collect the roast chicken the day before returned.
The Seventeenth Prince and his men were hidden in the shadows. The maids were so busy getting food that they didn't notice anyone behind them. The Seventeenth Prince made a gesture to a few guards, who then tiptoed up behind the maids and struck them on the back. The two maids collapsed to the ground before they could even cry out.
Seeing the women sleeping on the ground, the Seventeenth Master hurriedly squatted down to check their breathing. Thankfully, they were breathing!
“Seventeenth Master, please put it down. You instructed us before that we must not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and we all remember that. This palm strike will only knock them unconscious, not kill them…” One of them noticed Seventeenth Master’s worry and offered an explanation. Seventeenth Master nodded, looked at the two women, and said, “Then, quickly change your clothes…”
The group exchanged glances, too embarrassed to approach the maidservant, and all pushed Fang Zhan away. Fang Zhan pointed at himself in surprise and asked softly, "Me? Me?"
Seventeenth Master coughed awkwardly twice and turned his back. Although he had also been involved with a woman, it was still embarrassing for several grown men to undress a young girl together.
"Cough cough cough... Fang Zhan, go take your clothes off..." Seventeenth Master spoke. Fang Zhan had no choice but to grit her teeth and use her sharp fingers to take off her clothes. The men around her watched her with smiles, and it took them a long time to finally remove the maid's clothes. Only then did Seventeenth Master turn around and point seriously at the maid who was only wearing underwear. He blushed and casually pointed at the two of them, saying, "You...you two hide these two maids well. We can't let them wake up and ruin our plan!"
After saying that, the two men immediately stepped forward and tied up the maid. The seventeenth prince remembered something, took off his outer garment and covered the maid with it, then waved his hand and said, "Take good care of them..." The two men nodded, and their movements became much lighter. Finally, they even used a cloth to gag the little maid.
Fang Zhan changed out of the maid's clothes, which fit perfectly. With the bamboo hat on, it was impossible to tell if she was male or female. The Seventeenth Prince hesitated for a moment, then continued to stop her from changing into her own clothes. Clearly feeling awkward standing next to Fang Zhan, the Seventeenth Prince slightly bowed and lowered his head, which was understandable.
"I'm still worried about him going alone. I'll go with him so we can keep an eye on him..." Seventeenth Master reassured him, "You guys just stay here and wait for us. If we don't come out, you'll have to figure out how to leave this place yourselves..."
The men immediately became anxious, their eyes reddening as they said, "Your Highness, rest assured, if Your Highness doesn't come out, we will risk our lives to go in and find a way to rescue you..." The Seventeenth Prince smiled, feeling a warmth in his heart. After spending several days together, the men were no longer just subordinates of the prince. The Seventeenth Prince had never been so deeply involved in the lives of his soldiers. After listening to each of their stories these past few days, the Seventeenth Prince seemed to have set aside his princely status and treated them as equals, without any distinction of rank or hierarchy. This kind of interaction seemed more comfortable and intimate.