Yun Zhiyi stood up, casually tossed aside the flowers, and gently stroked the hem of her skirt.
“There are no secrets that stay hidden forever, Young Master Jia. You provoked me first this time, so let’s call it even if we each take one offense. But if you really want to keep messing around with me, then let’s bet on who will succumb to the Earl’s Mansion’s retaliation first.”
At this moment, Jia Shaoyang's arrogant demeanor had vanished, his face turned deathly pale, and he could only grit his teeth and glare at her with resentment.
Suddenly, his pupils trembled slightly, and a surge of heat inexplicably crept up his body.
He instantly realized what was going on, and his pupils contracted.
"You drugged me?"
Yun Zhiyi smiled and said, "I just did what you wanted me to do. Enjoy it, Young Master Jia."
After saying that, he slowly walked out.
Jia Shaoyang let out a low growl and tried to run away.
Two thugs went straight up to him and pushed him onto the bed.
After Yun Zhiyi left, several male prostitutes entered from outside, smiling seductively as they walked towards the bed.
Having solved another problem, Yun Zhiyi continued her leisurely life of simply letting her space go to waste.
It wasn't until the three-day period arrived, when they were to go to the yamen to collect the register and compensation, that they heard about the follow-up to Jia Shaoyang's matter.
The Yukang Earl's Mansion has now replaced the Anyuan Earl's Mansion, becoming a hot topic of discussion and a source of amusement.
Jia Shaoyang openly went to the red-light district to seek pleasure with a group of male prostitutes, but ended up unable to get out of bed.
In the end, he was carried away by the servants of the Earl's mansion after they learned the news, which was a great loss of face.
It is said that after returning, the person was sent back to their hometown that same day.
As for the Marquis of Anyuan's residence, there's one more thing to do.
It is said that the day after Wen Wan was imprisoned, An Yuanbo was impeached by the Censorate in the imperial court.
Finally, the emperor punished him with a year's salary for failing to properly educate his daughter.
Although this small amount of salary is nothing, it still makes the other party unhappy.
Yun Zhiyi only heard a snippet before happily taking the register and 200 taels of silver, and slowly drove away from the prosperous city in her carriage.
But while she was ready to let go, some people were unwilling to.
She narrowed her eyes as she looked at the robbers blocking her way.
Do you think she's stupid? In the heart of the capital, within a radius of no more than three miles, how dare there be robbers? They must either be incredibly powerful or have some kind of powerful backing.
She lightly flicked her riding whip and asked, "Who sent you? Go back and tell your master that the formula and medicinal ingredients are no longer in my possession, so there's no use in getting the formula."
At this point, they were willing to risk sending people from a great distance to intercept her.
There are only two groups of people.
They wanted revenge for Wen Wan and wanted the recipe.
It wasn't that she looked down on Wen Wan; it was just that among the sons of noble families in the capital, those with some ability all had brains.
There are very few mentally ill people like Jia Shaoyang.
No matter how extraordinary Wen Wan's abilities and stunning beauty were, she couldn't have won over so many noble sons in such a short time.
Therefore, the person in front of you clearly has the latter goal.
The men disguised as bandits were surprised that she would point it out so directly, and they exchanged glances.
The leader of the men shouted angrily, "I don't know what you're talking about. Just come back to the mountain stronghold with us and you'll suffer less."
As they spoke, they all pressed forward.
Even the horses pulling the cart could sense the malice coming at them; they snorted and trotted their hooves restlessly.
Yun Zhiyi raised her hand and lightly patted the horse's rump, a flash of green light disappearing from her hand.
The previously restless horse gradually calmed down and even happily swished its tail.
Yun Zhiyi looked up at the approaching group, her fingers lightly stroking the riding whip, and a smile curved her lips.
Seeing that she seemed so relaxed, the group couldn't tell if she had a backup plan or was just putting on an act.
"Quickly finish this!" the leader shouted, then charged forward with his sword, aiming for the horse's neck.
Yun Zhiyi's eyes narrowed, and with a slight exertion of force in her wrist, she was about to flick the whip.
But just before he made his move, he suddenly paused.
At that moment, a cold light shot in from the side, knocking the knife out of the leader's hand.
Then several men in gray suddenly ran in from both sides, each carrying a short sword. They were well-trained and kept a close eye on the robbers.
When the group saw the person who suddenly appeared, they assumed it was arranged by Yun Zhiyi in secret, and their expressions changed.
They really did have a backup plan; we fell for their trap!
They could sense that those people had powerful auras and were more skilled in martial arts than them, so they wanted to retreat.
But those who came later gave them no chance, and they all rushed forward with their arrows.
Yun Zhiyi gripped the reins tightly, looked at the people fighting in front of her, stroked her chin, and then shook her head with a laugh.
Those who arrived first were no match for those who came later; in no time, a group of them were pinned to the ground and tied up.
One of them, fearing that Yun Zhiyi might misunderstand, quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.
"I have been instructed by the princess to escort Miss Yun to Lufeng City."
Yun Zhiyi was not surprised at all, but simply shook her head, "This time it was enough. You can go back now and thank the princess for me."
As she spoke, she took out a small porcelain bottle and tossed it to the man, saying, "Please return this gift to your princess and tell her that we will meet again someday."
After saying that, he lightly flicked his whip, steered the carriage around the group of people, and continued to move slowly forward.
The man held the small porcelain bottle, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was about to stop him.
But then the person in the carriage stretched out an arm and waved it lazily, "Go back, your princess will understand."
Upon hearing this, the man pondered for a moment, then put away the bottle and did not pursue them further, but instead escorted the people back.
Inside the princess's residence.
Princess Fu'an took the small porcelain bottle and listened to the guard relay the words, her brows and eyes relaxing slightly.
She chuckled lightly, "Fine, take those people to the yamen and have someone spread rumors pointing to the Marquis of Anyuan's residence."
The guard obeyed and left.
Princess Fu'an looked at the exquisite little porcelain bottle in her hand and opened the cap.
Instantly, a refreshing and elegant orchid fragrance wafted out, fragrant but not overpowering, subtle yet not bland, with a pleasant aroma that calmed the mind.
Her beautiful eyes shifted slightly, as if she had guessed something, and she carefully poured a drop onto her wrist and rubbed it in.
For the next few days, the fragrance of orchids lingered around her, seemingly blending perfectly into her body scent.
Princess Fu'an held the porcelain bottle, her eyes sparkling.
"Will we meet again someday? He really is a cunning person."
Even as she said this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, clearly indicating that she was in a very good mood.
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