Wen Sizhi smiled, exuding an air of charm that could captivate all the women and children in the capital: "I'll be leaving now. You can tell them what you need to say."
Even after he left, the maids maintained their bowing posture.
"Rise," the maid said, getting up.
Song Tangxue certainly wouldn't stay here obediently; she would try every means to escape, and she couldn't let Wen Sizhi have his way.
So the next day she came up with a good idea. She first tricked a palace maid into coming in, saying that she wanted to eat. Then she took the opportunity to knock the maid unconscious and change her clothes. Just as she was about to step out of the room, a voice rang out above her.
"Good morning." The voice startled Song Tangxue. When she looked up, Wen Sizhi was sitting on the roof beam with a wine pot in his hand, his eyes squinting in the sun.
He actually stayed on his roof the whole time!
Furious, Song Tangxue returned to her room. It seemed she would have to resort to the second plan. That evening, the maids brought food into the room. This time, they were quick-witted and left before Song Tangxue could speak.
After waiting for a while, Song Tangxue realized that there was no more movement outside, so she quickly opened the window, grabbed her bundle, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, a head appeared, startling her.
"It's a bit chilly at night, so the Crown Princess should probably stay home."
It seems that the second plan is also not going to work. Song Tangxue sat in her room in frustration. This Wen Sizhi was watching her all the time. If she didn't get rid of him, she would not be able to leave.
On the other side, Xie Qianzhong didn't dare to sleep all night, afraid of missing any news about Song Tangxue.
"Still haven't found anything?"
Xie Qianzhong's clothes were wrinkled. Many ministers came to his residence to talk today, but he had no heart to receive them. All the constables were mobilized, but they still couldn't find any clues.
"Lord Xie, you should rest now. If you exhaust yourself, you won't be able to see the Crown Princess even if she is found."
Perhaps only Xie Qianzhong's personal bodyguard, Qian Zheng, could truly understand his thoughts. His master would become absent-minded whenever he encountered Song Tangxue, but they were destined not to be together. One was a former court official, and the other was a dignified Crown Princess...
"No, I need to know as soon as I hear any news about the Crown Princess. I can't rest easy if I can't find her."
Just then, a young guard rushed in from outside the door, carrying exciting news.
"Lord Xie, we've found the Crown Princess's trail. She's been kidnapped by a man in black and is heading towards the inn in the west of the city." Xie Qianzhong stumbled to his feet, nearly tripping over his own clothes.
"Are you telling the truth? Hurry up and prepare the carriage, I'm going there now!" Xie Qianzhong didn't even have time to straighten his clothes before he rushed forward, but was stopped by the little guard.
"My lord, we can't go there yet. It's guarded by more than a dozen guards."
Having finally learned of Song Tangxue's whereabouts, how could she sit still if he refused to go?
"No, I must see Xue today!" In his desperation, Xie Qianzhong didn't even care about how to address her. He just wanted to see the person he longed for and make sure she was safe.
It's all his fault for not insisting on sending her back to the manor; otherwise, this wouldn't have happened. He's putting all the blame on himself.
A carriage was discreetly parked in an inn in the west of the city. It was already past midnight, and everyone had fallen asleep. Xie Qianzhong looked at the house not far away, a hint of longing in his eyes.
"Which room do you think Ah Xue will be in?"
There were more than ten guards standing guard at the entrance of the inn, their faces puffed out, so forcing their way in was definitely not an option.
“Our people can’t find this information. The Crown Princess should be safe for now, otherwise that person would not only have arrested her, but would have disposed of her directly.”
Xie Qianzhong took one last look in the direction of the inn, then got back into the carriage: "Let's go back, it's time for the morning court in an hour."
...
The next day.
Song Tangxue slept well. Since she couldn't escape anyway, she might as well accept reality. In any case, he would definitely send her back in a few days.
Early in the morning, Winslow arrived at her house with a bunch of bottles and jars.
"What are you doing?" He didn't answer Song Tangxue's question, but put all the bottles on the small table, filling it completely so that there wasn't room for anything else.
"I noticed something interesting. A man dressed in black is staring at this inn. Could that man be here to see you? I saw the prince's portrait before, and that man is clearly not him."
It was Xie Qianzhong.
The thought of him made Song Tangxue's heart sink. He must have known about her disappearance. She hadn't expected him to find out about her so quickly.
"Judging from your expression, you obviously already know who this person is. Your country is really in chaos. The Crown Princess is having an affair with another man. Does the Crown Prince know?"
Winston leaned against the doorframe, his tone indifferent. Judging from his appearance, he probably came to ask me about his private affairs.
"What exactly are these bottles and jars?"
Winston snapped his fingers, almost forgetting about this very important matter.
“We have something very famous in the Western Regions, you should know about it, it’s our art of disguise. These bottles and jars can turn your face into someone else’s.”
Song Tangxue had heard of this before. In her previous life, Song Tangli was disguised and brought to the delegation by him. Could it be that he wanted to do this?
"I advise you to give up on the idea of escaping. This place is heavily guarded. Even if you can get out of your room, you won't be able to leave this inn. You might as well follow my instructions. I won't do anything to you."
Today, Winston seemed much more approachable, unlike before when he would always address people as "Your Majesty."
Then Wen Sizhi secretly touched Song Tangxue's face, and after about half an hour, he finally succeeded. Satisfied, he looked at the face in front of him and handed her the bronze mirror next to him.
"Take a look. This is a disguise technique from our Western Regions. I don't usually show it to others. You're in luck today."
Legend has it that in the Western Regions, everyone knows the art of disguise, and the people you encounter there are not your true faces, but are concealed by these things.
Song Tangxue was quite interested in this and would like to learn a thing or two if she had the chance.
"Alright, come with me. I've heard that the markets in the capital are very bustling, and I've never been to one before. Accompany me for a stroll!"
This is different from my previous life. Originally, Winslow should have taken her, disguised as a woman, directly into the History Group, but now he took her out for a trip again.
Winston looked around excitedly, taking a look at some of the rare items that even pheasants rarely saw.
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