So when Lei Tingjun threw the jade pillow over, An Yi caught it immediately and then subtly changed the subject.
"Master, should we still rescue Miss Xu?"
Upon hearing An Yi's question, Lei Tingjun immediately suppressed his irritable emotions and refocused on his romantic thoughts.
"Of course we have to save her. The rain hasn't stopped since that day. I don't know how much suffering Youyou has endured with those exiled slaves! I must rescue her as soon as possible."
Seeing that Lei Tingjun had taken the bait, An Yi silently suppressed the upward curve of his lips.
Indeed, there is probably no one in this world better at diverting Lei Tingjun's attention than Xu Youyou.
Then, with a worried expression, he asked, "Master, we lost many elite troops in the last landslide. How many people should we send this time?"
This time, An Yi didn't even ask Lei Tingjun if he was going, as is customary, because Lei Tingjun was crippled and couldn't go.
Lei Tingjun glared at An Yi with displeasure. "If we lose our elite troops, we can train more. Send out all the people we can. If anything happens to Youyou on the mountain, I will make the whole world pay with its life!"
An Yi rolled his eyes silently. Fine, you're the best. You always want to drag the whole world down with you. Have you ever asked for the opinions of the world?
At the very least, I, standing right in front of him, am the first to be unhappy!
After mentally grumbling, An Yi felt much better, but still looked very serious as he said to Lei Tingjun, "Yes, Master, I will immediately order them to go up the mountain to rescue Miss Xu!"
After saying that, An Yi left Lei Tingjun's room with the jade pillow in his arms, without even glancing at his former master's hesitant expression.
Lei Tingjun had given this jade pillow to him. Logically speaking, a prince's belongings should be worth a lot of money. He planned to take it to a pawnshop to exchange it for silver, and then send it to his true master!
A loyal subordinate should do everything in his power to support his master, a thought that fills him with pride.
Not long after, the silver notes and a small note that the jade pillow had been exchanged for were carefully rolled up and wrapped in oiled paper. After making sure they wouldn't get wet, they were hung on the pigeon's leg.
The heavy weight almost prevented the pigeon, which usually only carries small items, from taking off.
Fortunately, the pigeon eventually managed to fly crookedly to the outskirts of the capital.
As soon as the Fifth Prince's residence mobilized its secret guards, the Fourth Prince, the son of the Crown Prince and the Imperial Concubine, as well as the Wu residence, all received the news.
Each family dispatched their guards, determined to find out what Lei Tingjun was up to.
"My lord, why did you specifically ask me to spread this news? Didn't you previously think that the fifth prince might become the new emperor?"
The servant poured Zhou Ziheng a cup of hot tea while asking a question in confusion.
Zhou Ziheng looked at the rain that was still falling outside, his tone calm but undeniably authoritative.
"Who told him to offend my boss?"
The servant was puzzled. "Boss? You mean the eldest prince? Didn't he die right after birth?"
Zhou Ziheng smiled helplessly, but unfortunately, the person who understood the meaning behind his words was not by his side at this moment.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Zhou Ziheng said calmly.
Wuyou walked in with a gray carrier pigeon.
“Master, this is a carrier pigeon intercepted from the Fifth Prince’s secret guards. Strangely, besides the silver notes, there is only one sentence inside: ‘Master, the madman is coming again.’”
Furthermore, judging from the direction the pigeons are flying, they seem to be heading out of the city.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ziheng's eyes flashed, as if he understood something. He smiled and said, "I understand. Put the silver notes and the note back, and then escort the carrier pigeon to its destination."
Wuyou was stunned, staring at the carrier pigeon in his hand. He, the number one assassin of the Deyu Tower, was actually sent by his master to escort a tiny carrier pigeon?!
Is there no justice left in this world?
If An Yi were here, he'd probably be calling Wu You his brother right now. Little brother, I understand how you feel. I've been through the same thing. Just bear with it, you'll get used to it.
Haha, anyway, he's finally free from his misery!
Of course, Wuyou didn't know An Yi, and had no one to confide in about her grievances.
He could only agree blankly, his body stiff as he took one step and looked back repeatedly, hoping that his master would change his mind.
Unfortunately, this was just wishful thinking on his part. Zhou Ziheng would rather look at the heavy rain outside than glance at him again.
After Wuyou left, the servant asked curiously, "Master, why did you let Wuyou deliver the carrier pigeons? Isn't that a waste of talent?"
Zhou Ziheng took a sip of tea and asked slowly, "Is there something important to do at Deyilou right now?"
The servant shook his head. "It's been raining lately, and business in the building has been slow, let alone big orders."
Zhou Ziheng continued, "You also know that when Wuyou is free, he either practices martial arts or reads storybooks. It's fine if he just reads them, but if the plot doesn't suit his taste, he'll go to the bookstore and cause trouble."
Rather than this, it's better to let him go out and get some exercise; I'm doing this for his own good.
The servant actually thought his master was right and couldn't refute it. He could only silently mourn for Wuyou in his heart. Serves you right, you scolded me for chasing after those stories!
Wuyou used her lightness skill to grab the pigeon and fly around randomly, but unfortunately, none of the places she passed were the pigeon's destination.
In the end, he had no choice but to release the pigeon, watching its crooked back as he slowly followed behind it, escorting it.
It wasn't until the pigeons went into the mountains and he thought about who was in the mountains that he realized why his master had been smiling.
"Isn't this what they call 'love that arises without knowing why, and deepens with time' from the stories in the novels? Tsk, this is so unlike our usually aloof and cold master!"
Wuyou muttered to himself as he escorted the carrier pigeon into the mountain stronghold.
"Coo coo coo"
Xu Jinhuan twitched her ears in confusion, and only after confirming that she hadn't misheard did she open the door.
Then she saw a homing pigeon standing under the eaves, its head tilted and cooing at her. A rather large oil paper package was tied to its leg.
What's going on?
Xu Jinhuan used his mental power to briefly check and, after confirming there was no danger, untied the oil paper package from the carrier pigeon's leg and began to examine it with some curiosity.
The first thing that catches the eye is a stack of silver notes. Wow, which little cutie knows her so well?
Xu Jinhuan accepted the silver note with a smile, and then saw the note that read, "Master, the madman is here again."
"So it was An Yi. Lei Tingjun really knows how to pick his time. He only lets his guards out when the flood is about to come. Is he afraid they won't die?"
Xu Jinhuan muttered something softly, then suddenly she noticed a gaze coming from afar, and she instinctively threw a dagger.
"Swish"
"Pfft"
"Whoosh"
Xu Jinhuan followed the trail but saw nothing. However, there were bloodstains on the ground where the man had just stood, indicating that he had just been stabbed by Xu Jinhuan.
"Who is this person?" Xu Jinhuan asked, looking at the spot where the person had disappeared.
It shouldn't be one of Lei Tingjun's men. If Lei Tingjun knew that An Yi had betrayed him, he wouldn't have sent that carrier pigeon over.
Is that the crown prince?
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