Wang Jing and Wei Ying walked side by side. After a while, they arrived at a courtyard deep inside Ci'en Temple. A row of houses were brightly lit. In front of the courtyard were planted various colorful flowers and plants. The flower beds were scattered in an orderly manner. It was obvious that someone had taken good care of them. The whole courtyard exuded a light and quiet atmosphere.

Wang Jing sighed as he walked: "Miss Yarou is becoming more and more elegant. Just stepping into this garden makes people feel relaxed and happy, just like seeing Miss Yarou herself, intoxicated."

Wei Ying smiled and said nothing. Wang Jing had pursued Yarou many times, but was rejected every time. He did not give this Tang Dynasty marquis any chance.

"My lord, you are making fun of me again. My humble place is such a humble place that the Marquis is willing to come and show his respect to me." A young lady standing under the eaves said in a soft voice. Her voice sounded like a yellow oriole after dusk, with a hint of weariness and sadness.

Perhaps because she was from Kucha, Yarou had the wild generosity, charm and seductiveness that were unique to Kucha people. In addition, she had been living in the Tang Dynasty for many years and had learned the gentleness and virtue of Tang women, which made her a deadly attraction to men.

She was wearing a purple dress that was as thin as a cicada's wing, and her pair of towering breasts were half-covered, with the upper half of the exposed breasts glowing with an alluring white light, and her long beautiful legs were faintly visible under the dress.

Wang Jing looked at Yarou's charming and blurred figure and secretly swallowed his saliva. This woman was simply a beauty in the world. He had seen many stunning women and was considered an old hand in the world of flowers, but every time he faced this woman, he always felt a breathless feeling. In his heart, he could only use the word "beautiful beyond description" to describe the woman in front of him.

With difficulty, he turned his eyes away from Yarou and followed Wei Ying into the house. The house was equally magnificent, not inferior to the wealthy families in Chang'an City, and even more noble. The furnishings in the house also revealed the nobility and elegance of the owner, and all the expenses were luxurious and valuable.

Hu chairs, Hu tables, and even Hu beds were just beginning to be introduced into the Tang Dynasty from the Western Regions. As a country that must be passed through on the "Silk Road", Kucha had apparently already accepted these items.

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Accompanied by Yarou, Wang Jing sat down at a small table with Weiying. Wine and food were already prepared on the table, but Wang Jing's mind was obviously not on them. He kept looking around the room.

How could Yarou not understand his thoughts? She smiled charmingly at him, stretched out her seductive vagina, licked her red lips and said, "My Lord, I have to apologize to you."

"Why? Did something happen?" Wang Jing was already an animal in the lower body at this time, and his mind was always imagining the appearance of the young woman who would appear in a while.

Yarou sighed and shook her head and said, "I'm afraid this girl is not that simple."

After she finished speaking, two middle-aged women with strong shoulders and waists came up to the three people from behind the screen, holding a woman in a green dress.

"Is the Marquis satisfied?" This time it was Wei Ying who interrupted.

“Yes, although not as soul-stirring as Madam Yarou, it is better in its light and elegant fragrance. At such a distance, I seem to smell the scent of virginity.” Wang Jing looked at the stubborn face of the young woman, his eyes almost spitting fire. If there were no other people around, he would probably pounce on her.

Yarou looked at Wang Jing with disdain and said, "My Lord, this woman's identity may not be that simple. Although she is wearing plain clothes, her underwear is very expensive. So I am afraid that I cannot fulfill your wish tonight, unless..."

"Unless what?" Wang Jing's eyes were fixed on the young woman. He could see Yarou next to him but couldn't eat her. Obviously, she was not as attractive to him as the young woman.

"Unless you send her out first, you will be able to do whatever you want to her along the way." The contempt in Yarou's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

Wang Jing finally came to his senses after hearing the serious matter. He was stunned for a moment, then thought about what Yarou had just said and asked doubtfully, "Miss Yarou, don't you believe that I can send her to Qiuci safely? Don't forget, the craftsmen you transported from Chang'an to Qiuci were all done by me alone. Did anything go wrong?"

Yarou's eyes were dull for a moment, then she smiled and said, "My Lord, you misunderstood. I checked before you came. A girl wearing plain clothes and skirts shouldn't belong to a rich family in Chang'an City, but her hands are smooth and tender. Look at her skin, it's so soft that you can squeeze water out of it. Does she look like a girl from an ordinary family?"

After saying this, seeing Wang Jing still not believing it, Yarou raised her hand to one of the two middle-aged women. The middle-aged woman nodded to Yarou, and suddenly, a fat hand pulled the button of the young woman's dress, revealing the young woman's underwear.

"Ah..." The young woman was caught off guard. Before she could even scream, another middle-aged woman stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth.

The young woman twisted her body but could not move, allowing her underwear to be exposed to the eyes of several people.

Wang Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked lustfully at the young woman's underwear and her snow-white skin exposed outside, which glowed alluringly under the light.

Yarou moved away in disgust, away from Wang Jing, walked up to the young woman, gently stroked the young woman's undergarment with one hand, and said lightly: "My Lord, look, this kind of material in Chang'an City, how many ordinary women do you think can afford to wear it? Look at the embroidery on it, whether it is sewing, pasting, mending, stitching, or winding, all of them reveal the preciousness of this undergarment. I think that even the children of ordinary officials may not be able to afford such precious undergarments. Even I don't wear such precious undergarments often."

At the end of the story, Yarou's face also showed a faint blush. After all, she felt a little embarrassed and ashamed to tell an unrelated man about her underwear. At this time, standing together with the young woman, they formed two seductive and confusing styles.

Wei Ying kept his eyes fixed on the young woman's face. He felt that he had seen this woman somewhere before, especially when he saw her plain dress. The familiarity made him feel that this woman must be from an extraordinary background, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Wang Jing looked at Yarou, then at the young woman, with an annoyed look on his face. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp: "What bad luck! I ran into the King of Dai at the temple gate, and now I run into an untouchable woman here..."

"Bai...Yaro, let them go down first." Wei Ying's lips suddenly trembled a little, and he said to Yarou.

Yarou was also shocked. Weiying almost called out her real name just now. Although she didn't know why Weiying suddenly lost his composure, she still asked someone to take the young woman away.

After everyone left and there were only three of them left in the room, Wei Ying looked at Wang Jing, then at Yarou, and asked in a dull voice, "Yaro, how did you meet her? Tell me in detail from beginning to end."

"What's wrong? What did you find?" Yarou was a little confused by Weiying's solemnity and asked cautiously.

Wei Ying did not answer Yarou's words, but looked at Wang Jing and said, "My Lord, do you find the plain dress of that woman familiar to you?"

When Wang Jing saw the woman being taken away, he suddenly looked a little lazy and said, "There are countless women in Chang'an who wear this kind of ordinary plain clothes and skirts. This marquis is naturally familiar with them, and very familiar with them."

Wei Ying ignored the dissatisfaction in Wang Jing's tone and continued to ask: "Today, I met the Dai King and his entourage at the temple gate. Don't you think that the clothes this woman wears are exactly the same as those worn by the Dai King's personal maid?"

"Puff..." Wang Jing sprayed the remaining wine onto the small table.

"Weiying, what do you mean?" Wang Jing asked hurriedly, not caring about being rude in front of Yarou.

Yarou was horrified when she heard Weiying's words. Could it be that she had kidnapped the King of Dai's maid?

"No rush, let Yarou first tell you how she met this girl." Weiying looked at Yarou after he finished speaking.

It turns out that Yarou is Bai Chun, the daughter of Bai Suni, the king of Kucha. She has been helping Kucha to find Tang craftsmen and women who know embroidery and weaving in the Tang Dynasty. She would then secretly abduct them and transport them outside the Great Wall through Wang Jing and others, and then transport them to Kucha.

In the past, the people they kidnapped the most were the Tang Dynasty's steel smelters. Over the years, these Tang Dynasty craftsmen provided a lot of technical support for the iron smelting industry in Qiuci, making Qiuci an iron supplier relied on by the countries in the Western Regions.

However, with the development of iron smelting in various countries, Qiuci's iron smelting was no longer valued by other Western countries. At the same time, with the emergence of glass products in Persia and other countries, their iron smelting became less important. This led them to steal glass manufacturing technology from Persia and other countries, hijack glass and porcelain craftsmen from the Tang Dynasty, and then make glass handicrafts in their unique style.

Bai Chun described in detail to Wei Ying and Wang Jing how he met the young woman. They both felt more and more that the woman's background was not as simple as her plain clothes and skirt.

"Are you sure you met him in Taipingfang, opposite Hanguang Gate?" Wei Ying asked.

"Yes, that's for sure. At that time, I saw her holding a silk handkerchief, and the embroidery on it looked very delicate, so I went over to ask her if she had embroidered it herself. After getting a positive answer and knowing that she had certain abilities in embroidery and weaving, I raided her." Yarou looked at Weiying and said truthfully.

Wei Ying nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Wang Jing and said with heavy thoughts: "So, the reason why the King of Dai appeared in front of the gate of Ci'en Temple today was definitely not because he forgot the time while playing."

"How is that possible? I was sure at that time that no one would notice that I had kidnapped her." Yarou was shocked and said hurriedly.

"It's better to be careful. I always feel that the appearance of this king is by no means a coincidence. It is very likely that he has discovered some clues, but I'm not sure yet." Wei Ying closed his eyes and thought, then said slowly.

"Then what should we do? Are we waiting for them to come and take her away? How about this, just take her away..." Wang Jing looked at Yarou who was a little dazed, stretched out his hand to her neck and made a gesture to silence her, and hurriedly offered an idea, hoping to win the beauty's heart.

"No, if he already knows, his maid is in our Ci'en Temple. If we kill his maid, we will be in an irreversible situation." Wei Ying shook his head and said solemnly.

"Then what should we do? What if they don't know yet? The prince's method is also a way to get rid of suspicion. Now it seems that we can't transport her out as soon as possible. The Prince of Dai has lost the palace maid, so the city will naturally be strictly checked. I'm afraid the prince can't take her out easily." Yarou said while throwing a coquettish glance at Wang Jing, obviously wanting Wang Jing to take the risk and send the palace maid out of the city overnight.