Chunying took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away a thin layer of dust from the armchair before helping Zheng Huiyin sit down.
"Miss, please sit down and rest for a while. You didn't get a good night's sleep last night, so take this opportunity to recharge."
"Mmm," Zheng Huiyin responded, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes to try to calm her still somewhat agitated emotions.
The signing room of the Jingzhao Prefecture, and Suimo's softened attitude at the end—everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction.
Once we get past this hurdle...
However, at that moment, Chunying suddenly felt a strong wave of dizziness.
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her forehead and opened her mouth to remind the young lady.
Before he could finish speaking, everything went black, his body went limp and he collapsed, completely losing consciousness.
Almost simultaneously, Zheng Huiyin also felt a dizzying sensation.
She suddenly opened her eyes, startled, and tried to get up, but her whole body was weak and sore, and she could barely move her fingers.
A faint, sweet fragrance seemed to linger around my nose... Was it a love potion?!
The thought flashed through my mind like lightning, but it was too late.
My vision blurred rapidly, and my consciousness receded as quickly as the tide went out.
In the end, just like Chunying, she collapsed unconscious in her armchair.
Outside the door, the black-clad yamen runner who had led the way appeared from around the corner.
"Sister Suimo, it's all done."
Despite having a man's face, she spoke with a clear, crisp female voice.
It was none other than Mo Liu, the most skilled in infiltration and disguise in the Mo Group.
Before the words were finished, Sui Mo's figure emerged from the shadows of the pillars, moving silently.
Upon opening the door, they found that both of them were indeed unconscious.
With a slight movement of her fingertips, her inner energy silently swirled, entering the room and creating a gentle breeze that dispelled the lingering smoke.
"This is your job, so hurry up and get to work."
Mo Liu nodded. "I understand. Hurry up and finish it so you can go back."
She was at a crucial juncture in breaking through to the fifth rank when she was suddenly assigned to a temporary post, and she was thinking about going back to her seclusion.
Without another word, Suimo turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the winding corridor.
Mo Liu slipped into the room and closed the door behind him.
He walked to an inconspicuous, dilapidated wooden box in the corner and took out a prepared bundle from it.
Inside were several sets of coarse cloth clothes that smelled musty and were covered in dust.
She then placed several unassuming small porcelain bottles on the old desk, rolled up her sleeves, and began to work methodically.
On the other side, Suimo walked through the complex corridors and courtyards inside the government office and went straight to the accounting office.
Inside the government office, the Registrar of Household Affairs was currently engrossed in a pile of documents.
He was in charge of real estate registration and property tax transfers in the capital. Although he was only a seventh-rank official, he wielded real power.
Sui Mo walked steadily to his desk and, under his puzzled and surprised gaze, calmly placed a dark, heavy waist token on the open file.
The waist tag is engraved with a golden dragon pattern symbolizing the royal family, and below it are the words "Princess Zhaoyue's Residence".
Li Canjun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up, his face instantly plastered with an extremely respectful smile:
"Oh dear! May I ask which distinguished guest from the Princess's residence has graced us with their presence? I am so sorry for not greeting you properly!"
Sui Mo raised her head slightly, exuding an undeniable air of noble authority, "I am Sui Mo, who serves by the side of the Sixth Prince."
Li Canjun's smile widened, even becoming somewhat obsequious: "So it's Lord Suimo, I've heard so much about you!"
The Jingzhao Prefecture is well-informed; how could he not know that this man was once a centurion of the Imperial Guard?
"What are your orders, sir? I will do my utmost."
Without further ado, Sui Mo took out two documents from his bosom.
One document is a transfer document personally signed and sealed by Zheng Huiyin, and the other is a land deed and house deed.
Li Canjun took the document with both hands and quickly scanned its contents.
Zheng Huiyin, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zheng's family, actually transferred her property to the Sixth Princess free of charge!
Two shops in a bustling area of Xishi, and a farmhouse in the suburbs of Beijing.
He quickly calculated the value of these industries in his mind, and his eyelids twitched.
Good heavens, all together, it must be worth at least 100,000 taels of silver!
This... wasn't it said that the Sixth Princess and Miss Zheng were sworn enemies?
Before he could think it through, Suimo interrupted his thoughts.
"It is inconvenient for His Highness and Miss Zheng to be present in person at the moment."
With this transfer document personally signed and stamped by Miss Zheng, along with the original land deed, there shouldn't be any problem completing the transfer, right?
"Of course!" Li Canjun patted his chest confidently. "With all the paperwork in place, it's certainly possible."
Complete my ass...
If it were someone else, without the person involved in the case being present in person, without a guarantor signing the document, and without an official inspection, the procedures would certainly be incomplete.
But these two ladies, the current princess and the legitimate daughter of a duke, are neither of them someone a lowly military officer like him can afford to offend.
Putting everything else aside, this Lord Suimo in front of him is not someone to be trifled with, so how could he dare to utter a single word of "no"?
Sui Mo nodded reservedly, then took out a silver note from his pocket and gently pushed it onto the table in front of him.
"It's just a little money for tea, thank you for your hard work, Li Canjun."
Upon closer inspection, Li Canjun saw a silver note worth one hundred taels of silver. He immediately showed a look of trepidation and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Oh dear, Lord Suimo, you are too kind to me."
"It would be my honor to serve His Highness the Sixth Prince, but this is absolutely unacceptable!"
“No need to refuse.” Sui Mo’s tone was utterly authoritative. “His Highness has always been considerate; you get paid for doing errands.”
"Then...then this humble official will be unworthy of such praise. Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Lord Suimo!"
Li Canjun then "reluctantly" accepted the money, but his movements were swift as he quickly tucked the banknotes into his sleeve.
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