Lan Xin looked like she wanted to cry but didn't dare: Who wants such a terrible reputation?
But she could also tell that the bandit was doing this on purpose, and if she didn't agree, her fate would probably be even worse.
Between reputation and life, I'd rather save my life first.
"Please speak, Your Highness," Lan Xin said, her voice trembling with sobs.
"Tie up your mistress, lead her around the streets of Kyoto with everyone, and loudly proclaim all the despicable things she usually makes you do. When you come back, you can take the indenture and leave. I will also give you fifty taels of silver as travel expenses," Ji Fengyao said leisurely.
"Is what the Princess Consort said true?" Lan Xin was overjoyed.
“We bandits are men of our word, so this is taken seriously,” Ji Fengyao said with a sincere smile.
“Alright, I’ll do it!” Lan Xin happily agreed.
"You lowly servant, how dare you!" Mi Jiang'er was both shocked and furious. She roared, trying to intimidate Lan Xin with her usual prestige.
"This is the order from the Princess and the Prince. What do I have to be afraid of? The Third Madam is used to throwing her weight around in front of us. I'm afraid she doesn't understand who's in charge of the Prince's mansion now," Lan Xin said loudly, taking advantage of the situation.
As she spoke, she reached out and pulled off the shawl from Mi Jiang'er's arm, and in no time at all, she had tied up the pampered and defenseless Mi Jiang'er tightly.
"Miss, aren't you going to hit me?" Xique shook the empty, lonely whip in her hand.
"We should beat her," Ji Fengyao pointed her fair finger at the maid in brocade robes and said, "After all, the Dowager Consort is an elder, and her face must be respected. So this is not suitable for parading her through the streets. Smash her mouth and then send her back to the Dowager Consort!"
"You dare, you dare, I am too..." The maid in brocade robes shouted half a sentence in a panic, then suddenly stopped.
Just as Xique was about to strike her, Ji Fengyao quickly stopped her: "It seems you have quite a background. Tell me, who exactly is your master? If your master is truly of high rank and power, and I can't afford to offend him, I might consider letting you go."
If anyone else had said this, no one present would have believed it; they would have thought it was just empty talk.
But with this crude and unconventional bandit, they felt that anything was possible.
"Of course you can't afford to offend my master, she is..." The maid in brocade robes spoke with pride and contempt, about to reveal the person's name, when suddenly a flying needle as thin as a cow's hair shot out from the crowd.
Ji Fengyao instinctively grabbed the magpie and retreated quickly, instantly turning the maid into a pincushion.
The needle was coated with a deadly poison that would kill instantly upon contact with blood; the maid in brocade died on the spot.
Wu Shang flew down to the side of an inconspicuous man in coarse cloth. Just as he was about to pull him out, the man clenched his teeth, bit open the poison sac between his teeth, and died.
"Death Warrior" Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao said in unison, their tone calm and unsurprised.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what should we do now?" Wu Shang stood still, warily looking at the group of people still kneeling and asking for instructions.
"What does Your Highness think?" Shang Xiye beckoned the little bandit back.
He felt at ease only when he had her by his side.
Ji Fengyao understood that the assassin's main target was the maid in brocade robes, not her. Otherwise, if that person had really rushed at her, with her current skills, it would have been difficult for her to escape unscathed.
She led Xique back to Shang Xiye's side and sat down comfortably: "Since there are assassins, there must be more than one. Bring a few screens to separate the men and women, and check them carefully. Don't miss a single hair."
"Yes," the guards answered in unison.
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