When a Max-Level Big Shot Gets a Quick Transmigration Script

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Chapter 525: The Queen Kidnapped the Enemy Country’s Hostage (52)

In Fengyi Palace, Xiruo looked at Feiwan who was writing and said indignantly: "You just let her go so easily? She wants your life."

Fei Wan made excuses to avoid meeting Xiao Heng, and the news that he was staying in the palace had already been leaked, which was enough to make Nan Qingqing believe that Fei Wan had been drugged.

Fei Wan did not respond in the same way, but instead ordered Xiruo to go out of the palace to find some medicinal herbs, mix them together and mix them into the cosmetics, making it difficult to distinguish them.

After Xi Ruo knew the whole story, she wished that the person behind the incident would pay Fei Wan with his life.

When asked about the principle of the medicine, Xi Ruo was disappointed that it would not harm the other person's life.

"It's useful for me to keep her around, but if I just keep putting up with her, she'll think I'm easy to bully, which isn't my style."

Fei Wan's lips curved into a perfect arc: "She gave me this gift, so I will give her a big gift."

After Fei Wan finished writing the letter, she looked at Sang Luo who was waiting silently in the corner.

Noticing Fei Wan's gaze, Sang Luo hurried forward and asked, "Your Majesty, is there anything else you need from me?"

Sang Luo lowered his head and grabbed his clothes anxiously.

Having committed such a big mistake, Sang Luo no longer expected Fei Wan to forgive her, but only hoped to give her sister a glimmer of hope.

Fei Wan's gentle voice came from above Sang Luo's head.

"This medicine is called Qiri Yan. It has a healing effect on scars before seven days, but the effect is completely different after seven days."

Sang Luo paused, as if she didn't understand Fei Wan's intention of saying this to her, but the next sentence made her suddenly enlightened.

"The night before that day, I will arrange for someone to send you away."

Sang Luo loosened her clenched fingers, raised her head, and couldn't believe what she had just heard.

The Hundred Flowers Banquet will be held in nine days. This medicine can damage Nan Qingqing's appearance, and Nan Qingqing will find something wrong after seven days.

Before Nan Qingqing could react, she and Sang Xu took advantage of the perfect opportunity before the Hundred Flowers Banquet to leave the palace without being discovered.

She was afraid that Fei Wan would take back his order, so she quickly kowtowed to express her gratitude.

After Sang Luo left, Xiruo sighed.

"Princess, you are so kind."

Fei Wan rubbed her eyebrows, opened her eyes, and smiled without saying a word.

There was no need for her to argue with a palace maid. What's more, Sang Luo and Sang Xu had no one to rely on after leaving the palace, and it would be difficult for them to find a way to make a living outside the palace.

However, if they are willing to work hard, there is room for survival. Everything depends on their respective luck.

She sealed the envelope and called Eleven.

"Like before, send these two to different places."

Eleven took the letter without saying a word and was about to leave when Fei Wan stopped him.

Eleven lowered his head, waiting for instructions, without a trace of doubt on his face.

Fei Wan looked at Eleven's taciturn appearance and felt more and more that what Pei Yanzhou said was unreliable.

"You once told His Highness that... the sachets I embroidered were not pretty?"

Eleven was slightly startled, his eyes a little confused.

Fei Wan said seriously, "His Highness told me."

Eleven was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I once said this."

Eleven's admission was a bit deliberate, and Fei Wan sighed softly: "Eleven, you still can't lie."

As expected... Pei Yanzhou just disliked that her sachet was ugly!

Fei Wan asked tentatively, "Where did he put the sachet? You can secretly bring it back for me someday."

Since Eleven was Pei Yanzhou's man, Fei Wan added, "This is my thing. I won't hurt your Highness."

Eleven seemed to have remembered something, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "Princess, I can't do this."

Fei Wan really shouldn't have had too much hope in asking Pei Yanzhou's men to help her get the things back.

It’s nothing, just a sachet. It’s no big deal even if you throw it away.

She waved him away, not caring at all.

Compared to the sachet, there is something else that deserves Fei Wan's attention.