Meanwhile, Wu Daoyi and the Imperial Concubine had become suspicious of the Fifth Prince Lei Tingjun, while the Fifth Prince was still in his study discussing with his secret guards how to rescue Xu Youyou.

"Master, your injuries haven't healed yet, so please don't go on this rescue mission." An Yi advised gently, genuinely afraid that his master would suffer new injuries because of Xu Youyou.

But if Lei Tingjun could be persuaded, he wouldn't be the arrogant and cool male lead.

"No, I must bring Youyou back myself this time. I can't let my sixth brother beat me to it." Lei Tingjun slammed his hand on the table and said coldly.

An Yi sighed helplessly, “But Master, didn’t you investigate? The Sixth Prince has been staying in brothels in the capital and has never left the city.”

Lei Tingjun glanced at An Yi and said coldly, "What do you know? This is all a smokescreen by Sixth Brother, just to make us think he is still in the capital. If you actually believe it, you will fall into the trap."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, An Yi stopped trying.

"Master, when shall we set off? I see the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and I wonder when it will stop."

Lei Tingjun listened to the pattering rain outside and felt even more irritated. This rain really came at the worst possible time. Was God deliberately working against him?

As if in response to his conjecture, two bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a torrential downpour.

The rain pounded fiercely against the roof tiles of the study, creating a turbulent melody.

To Lei Tingjun, the sound was like a demonic chant. He took a sip of tea in annoyance and then threw the teacup on the ground.

"Who brewed this tea? Are they trying to scald me to death?"

An Yi looked helplessly at the tea on his shoes, his toes curling up from the heat. After a while, he finally spoke.

“Master, this tea was brewed by you personally. You can’t say that anyone else can brew the same flavor as Xu Youyou.”

Upon hearing this, Lei Tingjun's chiseled face showed a hint of embarrassment. He coughed lightly, realizing he had indeed forgotten how angry he was.

"Well, if the rain doesn't stop tomorrow, we'll just have to go ahead and do it in the rain."

An Yi's face was contorted with worry. "Master, the exile caravan shouldn't be traveling in such heavy rain. Why don't we wait until the rain has almost stopped before we go?"

Lei Tingjun was getting annoyed by An Yi's persuasion. He said coldly, "An Yi, have I been too lenient with you? Who is the master, you or me?"

If this leader of the secret guards doesn't want to be the leader anymore, I can replace him.

An Yi sighed helplessly, feeling that ever since his master met Xu Youyou, he had been sighing more and more often.

From the moment he became a bodyguard, he swore to be loyal to only his master, and this vow would never change, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles he encountered.

Therefore, he respectfully knelt before Lei Tingjun.

"It was An Yi who spoke out of turn. Please punish me, Master."

Lei Tingjun waved his hand irritably, "This is the last time, An Yi. If it happens again, you'll be sent back to the Dark Guard Camp for retraining."

An Yi replied respectfully, "Yes, Master."

Xu Jinhuan watched this scene silently from the rooftop, his mind racing with real-time comments.

There are many people who are obsessed with love, but it's rare to find someone who's this silly. No wonder Lei Tingjun can hold onto his position as the male lead.

They wanted to come tomorrow, but it's too late. She'll be leading people up the mountain first thing tomorrow morning. The place she's going to is easy to defend and difficult to attack; these people will just be cannon fodder if they come.

After listening to Lei Tingjun's battle plan, Xu Jinhuan stood on the roof and looked at the Fifth Prince's residence. Now that we've come all this way, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to leave without taking something with us?

With that in mind, Xu Jinhuan began to use his lightness skill to stroll around the Fifth Prince's residence.

The horse was quite nice, but unfortunately, neither she nor the system's space could support living beings, so she had to regretfully go elsewhere.

Xu Jinhuan's obsession with the Spirit Spring Space intensified; she was determined to get her hands on it!

While thinking this, Xu Jinhuan began searching for the Fifth Prince's storeroom.

She found it quickly, but strangely, the warehouse was unguarded.

Xu Jinhuan used his invisibility ability to calmly enter the warehouse.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes as she entered the warehouse, because there was nothing there.

Even if the Prince's residence is not as wealthy as the Wu residence, it shouldn't be that they have nothing at all, right?

Something's strange!

Out of caution, Xu Jinhuan did not retract his invisibility ability and continued to check the situation in the warehouse.

Suddenly, the wall moved.

Two men dressed in black walked out of the wall.

“Anwu, what do you think the master is really thinking? Does he really want that daughter of a disgraced official to be a princess? He even persuaded the Zuo family, the imperial merchants, to make Xu Youyou their eldest daughter.”

The man in black said with a hint of gossip.

The other man in black, Anwu, was clearly uninterested in these matters and said coldly, "Anliu, whatever choice our master makes is his family affair, and it's not something we can interfere with."

An Liu curled his lip and complained, "Seriously, why did I ever want to be in a group with you? It's so boring."

"I wonder when this silver mine will be finished. These days are so boring."

Anwu frowned upon hearing this. "Anliu, be careful what you say."

An Liu rolled his eyes at An Wu. "An Wu, you're being too cautious. Can't I even mutter a few words in front of you? Don't worry, it's just you and me here. There are no outsiders."

Xu Jinhuan, an outsider, nodded silently, encouraging An Liu in his heart: Yes, tell me more, where exactly is that silver mine?

Unfortunately, because of An Wu's presence, Xu Jinhuan didn't hear anything about the silver mine again until they left.

However, Xu Jinhuan did not give up. After the two left, she felt around on the wall and found the mechanism to open it, successfully entering the secret room.

As Xu Jinhuan went inside, he was still mentally complaining to the system.

"Xiao Wang, are these ancient people's secret rooms mass-produced? They all have secret rooms built inside the walls, and the mechanisms are all pretty much the same. Aren't they afraid of outsiders getting in?"

"System Xiao Wang replied helplessly."

[Host, those people don't have your invisibility ability, so they can't enter someone's secret room in full view of everyone.]

Xu Jinhuan took this as a compliment from the system. After entering the secret room, she cautiously explored it.

After exploring the area, Xu Jinhuan concluded that the secret room was likely built to conceal a tunnel, as it contained nothing but bookshelves and books.

Speaking of the entrance to the tunnel, Xu Jinhuan noticed while inspecting the bookshelf that while other items were covered in dust, the antique vase was spotless and even had a slight patina.

It looks like it's been moved around a lot.

Therefore, Xu Jinhuan tried twisting the antique vase.

"Click, click"

A row of bookshelves suddenly split open in the middle, revealing a small door about the width of a person.

As Xu Jinhuan stepped through the door, he saw the entrance to the tunnel right in the center.