envelope
Xizhen placed the envelope on top of the pile of other letters.
The footsteps outside the door gradually approached the room. As the outsider put his hand on the door and gently pushed it open, Xi Zhentou did not reply:
"When will we act?"
Yu He looked calm and closed the door casually.
"After everything at Zuihualou is done."
Warm golden light filtered through the paper window, forming a halo on the table, all of which was dim.
Xizhen moved her eyes away from the stack of letters, placed her fingertips lightly on the table, turned towards Yu He, slowly raised her lips, her eyes filled with a deep smile.
"Will Princess Qingping just say one word?"
"need."
Yu He took a few steps forward and stopped beside Xi Zhen. There was a rustling sound, and the envelopes neatly stacked on the table were divided into two small stacks.
He accurately pulled out an envelope from the stack, opened the pages inside and quickly read through them.
"Princess Qingping traveled alone without informing Your Majesty. If anything goes wrong, I will be at fault."
"The Fifth Prince is acting too radically. We should send more people to protect Princess Qingping."
The handwriting on that page was beautiful and neat, and the final signature and seal were immediately noticeable under sufficient light.
【Frost Flower】
Xizhen had no interest in reading other people's letters. He tactfully took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. He raised his hand and looked down at his newly painted black nails.
"Does the commander need me to do this, or..."
"Going to Miss Jiang's place?"
Yu He put down the letter in his hand, his eyes clear.
"According to the arrangements made by the Duke."
Not unexpected.
Xizhen curled her lips and smiled, with a different thought flashing in her eyes.
"I obey your orders."
—
The main venue for the Flower Festival the next day was Shuanghua and Meng Yao.
I don't know what kind of magic potion Meng Jian gave Meng Yao, but I still think that the medicine he got can save the people who are suffering from the epidemic, and he plans to start implementing the drug application plan today.
It would be more effective if Shuanghua took action than if Xiao Yingzhu's side intervened, so the action plan was greatly changed. All they had to do was observe in the dark to see if 'Lu' appeared, and to prevent Shuanghua from getting into any accidents. There was nothing else to do.
Jiang Nian stood on the observation deck of a building not far away and looked down. This place was where Ai stayed yesterday. Due to the perspective, people below could not observe this place.
Holding the cold dagger in her hand, Jiang Nian moved her eyes away from the tree and looked at the self-defense tool that Qin Lan had given her before Wu Ri set off in the shadows.
Compared to the previous bottle of perfume with a more gentle effect, the dagger in front of him was sharper and tougher, and the thin blade could easily cut through any wooden products.
Although Qin Lan added before giving it to her that iron products should also be okay, it’s better not to try it rashly unless she is caught and put in an iron cage.
The wind on the observation deck, which was some distance above the ground, was stronger than below, blowing away the hair that Jiang Nian had tucked behind her ears.
The next moment she put the dagger back into her sleeve.
Unless something difficult to deal with happened, she would not take it out easily.
"Miss, I'm back."
Ai jumped up from below and landed gently next to Jiang Nian.
Jiang Nian tilted his head and looked at her: "Did you see that soldier?"
"No."
Recalling the faces of the soldiers in that row, Ai shook his head.
"Yan was just about to hand over the soldiers to the commander. All the people are already there."
How could that be?
Jiang Nian turned his eyes away and fell into deep thought.
Before setting off yesterday, fearing that other innocent passers-by might be trapped here - for example, the inexplicable thief, the troops specially searched the venue.
When he learned that there were no other lost people in the field, Jiang Nian still thought that the soldier had found the main force like the other soldiers and joined up.
Now that I think about it, there is indeed a logical loophole.
Those soldiers were all in the basement when they were found. How could the soldier who accidentally got lost end up in the basement?
So you're out?
There wouldn't be any cameras here. Jiang Nian recalled what Yan had said to her this afternoon, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Yan's description was too similar to the illusion she encountered when she first entered the sect.
But she had arrived at the sect's specific location at that time, and it happened suddenly.
Is there any connection between them that she didn't expect?
"Miss." Ai reminded her softly beside her, "They are coming."
His thoughts were interrupted, and Jiang Nian immediately stopped caring about other things and looked down at the situation below.
The personal guards who followed Meng Yao yesterday appeared behind him again, not leaving his side. Not long after, Princess Qingping Shuanghua arrived earlier than the group of nobles who came after hearing the noise.
However, he seemed to have anticipated Shuanghua's arrival. The guards around him formed a semi-encirclement again, just like yesterday, and stood in front of Meng Yao.
Familiar scene.
Ai breathed a sigh of relief, observed them for a moment, found a place that was more suitable for her mission, and moved randomly.
Before leaving, she turned around and reminded Jiang Nian.
"Miss, you only need to observe here to see if anyone who meets the status of the statue approaches the Fifth Prince. Leave the rest to me."
Knowing that Ai was worried about her, Jiang Nian also knew that her skills were only barely up to par, and that acting on her own would only disrupt the plan that had already been made.
So she said nothing more and just nodded.
"Okay, be careful on the road."
—
Wishing Tree
The prayer sticks hung by the nobles yesterday fluttered in the wind, and those close to the ground rubbed against each other, making a wooden sound.
Meng Yao pursed his lips and looked at Shuanghua with lowered eyebrows.
This eldest sister, who was obsessed with the Duke, almost changed everything about herself because of him.
In recent years, he has gone even further. Whenever the Duke with ill intentions is mentioned, he becomes willful and even dares to contradict my father.
I haven't seen this aloof and rational look for many years.
Yesterday was the first day we met in these years, so will today be the last time we meet in this life?
I'm so sorry. Even though you helped me so much when I was little, and I'm truly grateful, now that you're standing in my way of fighting for my rights...
Meng Yao concealed the malice that flashed through his heart, tightly grasped the jade in his hand, and smiled at Shuanghua.
"After a day, is the princess still determined in her decision?"
"Ideas?" Shuanghua repeated the word calmly, then sighed softly, "No, this is an order."
"The Flower Festival is now under your management. If you tell your father, I'm afraid these nobles will not be spared."
She glanced at the nobles around her who were looking at her in confusion.
——She met a few of these nobles yesterday, but they were all in a coma.
I didn't expect you to appear here today. You are really not afraid of death.
No, it's more like I lost my memory.
The news of yesterday's riot was not spread out.
Someone secretly helped Meng Yao clear up these omissions.
Shuanghua frowned slightly, but soon she calmed down again.
From her point of view, Meng Yao is just a child who has gone astray, and now is the time when he needs someone to help him get out of the wrong path.
As for those Wu Mi people, they were not her concern at the moment.
In her field of vision, Meng Yao was still standing opposite her, staring at her intently.
Shuanghua didn't intend to stand here and argue with Meng Yao. Rather than believing that she could convince him with words, she believed that as long as Meng Yao returned to the capital and explained the matter to his father, he would realize his mistake and repent.
He would never go against his father's wishes.
Even if he went astray, he was just a good boy who wanted to share the pressure with his father.
She walked forward, and Meng Yao got closer and closer to her.
The sound of the prayer sticks above her head colliding rang in her ears, and the sword tassel bell on her waist rang. It was a gift given to her by her mother before she died.
Shuanghua subconsciously reached out and grasped the sword tassel that was making a pleasant jingling sound, and stood in front of Meng Yao.
The guards surrounding Meng Yao did not move, standing still like wooden men, tacitly approving her behavior.
“…”
Averting Meng Yao's sharp gaze, Shuanghua reached out and tried to hold the hands hanging by her side.
The atmosphere was tense, and a sudden call pulled her out of her silent thoughts.
"Wait!"
The confused noble suddenly stood up, holding a box with unknown contents.
"You are the princess, right? You are on our side, right?"
Being interrupted, Shuanghua frowned slightly, but still stood up and turned to look at the source of the sound.
The nobleman stood among the other nobles. Perhaps frightened by the scene, his lips turned pale.
He was just a local gentry who had never left Cang County.
He was extremely afraid of saying the wrong thing and losing his head, and not being able to enjoy the wealth and glory that Meng Yao promised him in the future.
Shuanghua looked at him calmly: "What do you want to say?"
The noble shrank his neck, afraid of the sword at her waist that could very well be fatal.
"The Fifth Prince... he cares deeply about the people. He personally came to Cang County to resolve the plague and even distributed a non-contagious antidote to us."
"If you let him go back to the capital now... wouldn't that be taking our lives away?!"
These words touched the hearts of the other nobles. Even though they were frightened, they wanted to stand up and speak for Meng Yao. For a while, there was a lot of noise under the tree, and it was impossible to tell what they wanted to say.
Shuanghua had not expected such a complicated situation to arise, and she hesitated for a moment. The guard following her sensed something was wrong and was trying to step forward to separate Meng Yao and Shuanghua, but the next second, thick white fog suddenly appeared in her field of vision.
The fog dispersed violently, and the aftermath could even force back the people closer to the front.
The guard raised his arms to block the whistling wind and forced his eyes open to see the situation in front of him.
The black figure flashed past his field of vision so fast that it almost dazzled him.
The noisy screams and pushing sounds around him pushed him back a few steps, further away from where Shuanghua was originally.
Considering the princess's safety, the guards dared not slow down any longer. Knowing that this was a trap set by the enemy to separate them, they rushed forward with all their might.
—
Jiang Nian rubbed his eyes, put his hands on the armrests, and leaned forward slightly to look down.
There was a thick white fog under the green trees, almost covering everyone.
Abby's guard, who had been standing not far away, reacted earlier and ran towards Princess Qingping at an almost invisible speed. In the blink of an eye, the place was filled with white mist.
I don’t know what’s going on inside.
But the center of her mission is not here.
Jiang Nian shifted his gaze from the thick fog and looked at the nobles fleeing outside.
The group of nobles were standing relatively close to the area covered by the white fog and were not affected by it. Apart from their panic-stricken faces, there was nothing else to note.
But the box in their hands——
Is this Meng Yao’s purpose this time?
Taking advantage of everyone's attention being on him, he shifted the source of infection to the nobles.
It is very likely that not only the boxes in the hands of these nobles are infected with the virus, but they themselves are also infected by the virus.
Jiang Nian didn't think Meng Yao would give anyone else any handle.
In other words, the Wu Mi people would not leave such an obvious handle.
The observation deck offers a wide view, allowing one to follow the escape routes of the nobles and infer the troops guarding the roads they might pass by.
Gazing into the distance, the person guarding the direction they were fleeing towards was—
Hyun Kyu.
Oh no, he was just freed from Xiao Yingzhu's punishment yesterday. If those nobles really have the plague, what if he gets infected when he tries to stop them with his bare hands?
When Jiang Nian leaned over to look, a figure appeared behind the observation deck.
The figure gradually walked out of the shadows and slowly stopped beside Jiang Nian.
The other party's cold voice suddenly rang in my ears.
"Do you need help? You've come all the way here—"
"An outsider from the era."
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