Talking about the posthouse in Xiyue Kyoto.
Princess Jing'an drank a sip of tea in an elegant and gentle manner, and then said in a gentle voice, "Mammy, the preliminary selection of the prince consort will begin tomorrow. Have you done what you mentioned before?"
Madam Pang's inverted triangle eyes were now more sinister than before. "It is indeed difficult to attack Miss Ling directly. However, I have had people observe her carefully over the past two days."
"Oh?" Princess Jing'an asked softly, "What do you mean, Madam?"
Madam Pang said viciously, "Miss Ling has been in Feng Mansion these past two days and has hardly come out. But her other personal maid, Yinghuan, who still lives in the Princess Mansion, goes to the street with Miss Mu every day to buy some Xiyue embroidery thread and the like."
"Oh, Princess, if my men go directly to Miss Mu and lure out those who are protecting her from behind, once Miss Mu and the maid named Huanhuan are separated, who do you think those people who are protecting her will subconsciously think we are targeting?"
The shrewd old man continued, "As long as that Yinghuan falls into the hands of this old servant, it will be twice as easy to deal with Miss Ling. After all, this is Xiyue, not Dajing. The man from Feng Mansion is firmly in your hands, Your Highness. It's time for Miss Ling, who is so arrogant in Dajing and no one can match her, to cry out to the sky and the earth for help..."
Princess Jing'an smiled slightly and said, "Madam, your arrangements are so thorough, I am really worried about nothing."
"Don't worry, Princess. The people the Queen Mother has in Xiyue are very clean. There won't be any trace of us."
Do what you say.
Two days have been arranged. If it was in Dajing before, many aspects would be taken into consideration and it would certainly not be so direct.
Now it is Xiyue, and outside there is a mix of all kinds of people, it is very lively and bustling, people from all walks of life have gathered here.
God is helping them!
In the afternoon, Mu Qing and Yinghuan indeed came out of the princess's mansion.
There are so many people flowing on the streets now that you can be bumped into by countless people just when you walk. Even the most skilled master would find it difficult to notice that he is being followed.
Mu Qing always loves to be busy, and goes wherever there is a lot of fun. Yinghua smiled and shook her head, carefully selecting the embroidery thread. This Xiyue embroidery thread is completely different from the style of the Dajing embroidery thread on the market.
Yinghuan thought about adapting to the local customs, and also thought about the young lady and the two young masters, as well as Miss Mu. She would make at least the most intimate clothes for these masters herself.
After shopping, Mu Qing took Yinghuan to those places where she had heard about delicious snacks to buy and eat all kinds of food as usual.
No matter which country, many really delicious little things are hidden in remote streets or corners.
Before they knew it, the two of them were getting farther and farther away from the crowd outside.
The two of them were holding various snacks in their hands, and it was almost evening.
The two arrived at a remote area, where there were only large tracts of grape vines and grape racks. There were few people around. The vines above their heads blocked the light of the setting sun, and the environment seemed a bit gloomy.
When a strong wind with a slight sandstorm passed by, the dense grape leaves rustled with a sound, and then the fallen leaves flew everywhere, as if something would pop out at any time.
Mu Qing stared at the bunches of juicy grapes and sipped his saliva. "Finally I found the place. I walked for so long that I thought I had taken the wrong path."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden laugh, and a malicious voice came from afar, "Hey, two beauties, you are definitely not wrong!"
In the dense grape vines, a lot of people suddenly appeared from nowhere, all of them were authentic Xiyue people. As soon as they appeared, they immediately surrounded Mu Qing and Yinghuan, without letting any wind leak out.
Two young men dressed in gorgeous clothes, dressed in Western Yue, came out from behind a huge grape vine with lustful looks on their faces. One pair of eyes was fixed on Mu Qing, and the other on Yinghuan. They kept looking them up and down, with satisfaction on their faces.
Mu Qing allowed them to watch openly, with a mocking smile on his face, and crossed his arms, looking as if he didn't take the other party seriously at all, "Is this a robbery of wealth, life, or sex?"
Wow, this character is really exciting!
One of the gentlemen in fancy clothes found Mu Qing's reaction more and more attractive and his mouth was watering.
It really wasn’t a wasted trip!
Just to his liking!
His eyes were full of lewd smiles, "Beauty, what do you think? Don't worry, I will take good care of you..."
As he spoke, he moved forward and started to touch Mu Qing's face with his clumsy hands.
However, before the suicidal claw could touch Mu Qing, a scream was heard. The man grabbed the claw that was suddenly smoking in agony and rolled on the ground like a ghost!
This sudden scene shocked the crowd.
The young man who was also dressed in gorgeous clothes and was now frightened was also a fool. Those tall servants were not vegetarians. They were full of murderous intent and shouted in horror, "Who? Come out!"
The people in the dark were obviously too lazy to waste any more time with them.
"I'm out. What do you want to do?" Following a woman's pleasant sneer, a woman with ordinary appearance slowly walked out.
All of them pointed their swords at her in an instant. Baili Feiyue made a mocking sound, "Didn't the person who asked you to come tell you what kind of people you were going to deal with? It seems like you guys deserve to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, those people fell down with a bang before they could even utter a word "you".
Mu Qing came over, touched his chin, and said unhappily, "This Princess Jing'an really doesn't take me, Mu Qing, seriously, right? She just arranged these things?"
Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows, "Then I'll wake them up and let you, Lady Mu, show off your skills?"
"Ahem, no, no." She didn't have a tendency to be masochistic, but Mu Qing pointed at the people on the ground and said, "What should we do with these people? Should we just take off their heads and send them to our beautiful and intelligent Princess Jing'an?"
Baili Feiyue's gaze fell on those who had fainted.
It's not like she has been staying in Feng Mansion for the past two days. Since Changsun, bah!, can't get close to the owner of Feng Mansion and can't find any clues, then she can look for it from Princess Jing'an!
As luck would have it, she sneaked into the inn where the envoy of Dajing was staying, and just happened to hear Momo, who was beside Princess Jing'an, planning how to use Yinghuan to plot against her.
I'm really sorry, she has been in a bad mood these two days.
She simply didn't have any patience for the royal family members like Dajing who were plotting against her or Changsun Wuji.
I originally wanted to keep a low profile to avoid any more trouble.
Now it seems, haha, if she doesn't cause trouble, someone else will! Force her to give birth!
Since being passive won’t get you any further, then take the initiative!
She plays with them, so let's play big!
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