Mo Rufeng led the doctor through a maze of turns into a small courtyard in an alley.

After entering the house, he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"Young master, the princess's cold has worsened, and she has also been poisoned," the doctor replied immediately.

Mo Rufeng was taken aback. "Poisoning? What kind of poison? Why didn't so many doctors detect it before?"

"Corpse poisoning, probably just recently poisoned, those quack doctors didn't detect it."

Is there any hope?

"Her cold is too severe; she won't live past the next month," the doctor said in a low voice.

A hint of regret flashed in Mo Rufeng's eyes, "I thought I could bring her along for fun, but I didn't expect her to be just like her short-lived husband. What bad luck."

The doctor smiled obsequiously, "It's all thanks to your brilliant strategy, young master. Otherwise, how could you have killed two birds with one stone?"

"Hmph, might as well go all the way. Send someone to tell Blackie not to leave a single one alive, lest it cause unnecessary trouble later." Mo Rufeng sneered.

Yun Qingluo told An Jiu to wait outside, as she needed to sleep for a while to recharge before heading into the mountains that evening.

After An Jiu left, Yun Qingluo sent a thought into the medical system, "Xiao Yi, exchange for ten years of ancient martial arts training time."

"Yes, Master." As soon as the words fell, the Sword Training Room appeared before them, with a sign on the door indicating a countdown.

These ten years are only half an hour in the outside world, so Yun Qingluo is very at ease immersing herself in the ancient martial arts devil training.

In the mountains.

An underground labyrinth.

"Your Highness, we've fallen into a trap. We never imagined that Mo Rufeng, seemingly harmless, could be so wicked." Yun Ziyu punched the wall in frustration.

Yesterday, he personally brought over a topographical map of the mountains, saying that it was found in a secret room of the city lord's mansion, and that with this map, it would be much easier to go into the mountains to suppress bandits.

He also told them a very important piece of information: the bandits had gone to various places to plunder grain in the past two days, leaving only a few people behind in their stronghold. If they seized this opportunity and set up defenses in advance, they could catch them like turtles in a jar.

At the time, the prince did not intend to go into the mountains and wanted to wait for the scouts to return. However, he was eager to make a name for himself and wanted to resolve the matter here so that he could take Luo Luo back to the capital as soon as possible.

So, persuaded by him and Mo Rufeng, the prince agreed.

"It's all my fault. I was too hasty. Otherwise, we wouldn't be stuck here. Luo Luo must be so worried," Yun Ziyu said, blaming herself.

Yun Ziheng remained silent and continued searching for the exit.

Mo Beichen lowered his eyes, a hint of annoyance flashing between his brows.

Following the map, they indeed found several traps left by bandits. After solving them one by one, they trusted the map more and relaxed their guard, which led them to fall into the maze.

They couldn't find their way out no matter which way they went; they had been wandering around this place all night. Not only had they not seen a single bandit, but their own men had also suffered heavy losses due to accidentally triggering a trap.

Now that only a little over eight hundred people remain, Mo Beichen's anxiety intensified.

"Brother, there's no need to blame yourself. People's hearts are unpredictable," Mo Beichen comforted Yun Ziyu after calming down.

Then he turned to his head and said, “I’ll trouble you two brothers to wait here with them while I go and find a way out.”

"This?" Yun Ziheng was somewhat uneasy.

Mo Beichen said solemnly, "I don't want to see anyone else die here. Brother, they should be fighting on the front lines, not sacrificing themselves for me."

"Alright, Your Highness, please rest assured. My brother and I will definitely bring these eight hundred men and wait for Your Highness's safe return," Yun Ziheng assured him.

Mo Beichen turned and left.

As darkness fell completely, the moon peeked out, adding a touch of mystery to this restless night.

Yun Qingluo took a deep breath and opened her eyes.

The feeling of being full of energy is really great.

There was a knock on the door. "Come in."

Yun Qingluo got up, sat down at the table, and poured herself a cup of tea.

When An Jiu entered, he sensed that Yun Qingluo was different, but she was still the same person, and her clothes were exactly the same. What was different about her?

Yes, her demeanor. The previous princess exuded a delicate beauty, but the current princess is full of heroic spirit, with a calm and composed demeanor, and her aura is imposing, as if the prince were sitting there.

Just one night's sleep and there's such a big difference?

Yun Qingluo looked up, ignoring the doubt in An Jiu's eyes, and asked, "Did you find out?"

"Your Highness is truly amazing. Mo Rufeng is indeed a hypocrite. He is just like his father. Like father, like son."

Furthermore, our investigation revealed that while Mo Rufeng's mother was indeed abducted and taken to the city lord's mansion, Mo Rufeng was the city lord's biological son. The deputy general was deeply loved by the people, and Mo Rufeng deliberately falsified his identity to create a clean record.

Yun Qingluo nodded, "Can you find out what Mo Rufeng said to the Prince?"

Yun Qingluo was worried about Mo Beichen's situation; she would settle the other scores later when he returned.

An Jiu told Yun Qingluo the information she had found out. Yun Qingluo was furious and slammed her hand on the table. The table immediately shattered into pieces, stunning An Jiu.

An Jiu silently took a few steps back. Angry women are too terrifying. No wonder the prince dared not provoke the princess.

The princess, who is usually gentle and weak, can shatter a table into pieces when she gets angry; it's terrifying.

He needed to quickly tell his friends the news so they would never anger the princess again.

"An Jiu, I'll go into the mountain by myself. You and the two men at the gate will guard my courtyard and make sure no one knows I'm leaving," Yun Qingluo suddenly said.

"Your Highness, didn't we agree that I would accompany you inside... Yes, Your Highness, please take care and be safe."

When An Jiu heard that Yun Qingluo wanted to go into the mountain alone, he hurriedly said so, but when he saw Yun Qingluo's cold face and terrifying aura like that of a prince, he immediately changed his mind.

Perhaps with this last bit of strength, the princess can successfully bring the prince back.

Yun Qingluo nodded, climbed out of the window, and guessed that there were already people guarding outside the main gate. When Yun Qingluo walked into the backyard, she also found people guarding in the shadows.

However, finding her is impossible.

Wearing the night clothes that An Jiu had found in advance, Yun Qingluo nimbly leaped between the branches, and the branches she stopped on did not sway at all, as if no one had ever been there.

Based on the location, Yun Qingluo arrived directly at the bandits' headquarters, where they were brightly lit and enjoying themselves immensely.

Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow. Ah Chen and the others were arrested? And these people are celebrating?

A cloud slowly approached, hiding in the nearest large tree, listening to the conversation in the courtyard:

"Boss, those guys have been caught. We've been waiting for a whole day and night. Bring them out, hahaha, their expressions will be hilarious."

"That's right, boss. Mo Rufeng said that the leader is the Regent, our Tianmo Kingdom's God of War Prince. We also want to see the prince's heroic figure."

"What a load of bull! He's still being played like a fool by us. Hmph, even if he had ten thousand years, he still wouldn't be able to get out of that underground labyrinth."

"Hahaha, our Black Wind Stronghold is still the best. How can that cripple be worthy of being a war god? Humph, a piece of trash."

Yun Qinglu frowned upon hearing this. These people seemed to dislike the Regent. However... whatever their motives, anyone who dared to insult her man should be prepared.