Yun Shu listened to Qin Yiqing's complaints and sighed, truly a pair of bickering lovers.
She picked up a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from Qin Yiqing's face, but it was too late. Qin Yiqing's snot had smeared onto her clothes.
But Qin Yiqing was completely unaware, continuing to weep, "Wuwuwu... Yun Shu, I really don't plan to be with Ji Rong anymore. Ji Rong's family is too hateful. They insisted that because of me, Ji Rong fell from the clouds. They also said Ji Rong should have stayed in the clouds forever! What do they know? They don't understand anything!"
Yun Shu's heart stirred. Ji Rong's family had intervened?
However, given Ji Rong's usual conduct, he wouldn't let his family threaten anyone.
Therefore, there must be some other reason.
Looking at Qin Yiqing's drunken state, it was impossible to expect her to recount the events.
Jing Heng popped out from the side. Seeing Qin Yiqing drunk, reeking of alcohol, and with a face full of snot and tears, his cold face immediately showed disgust. "Smelling of alcohol all over, it's disgusting."
If Qin Yiqing had any sense at this moment and heard Jing Heng's words, she would have immediately fought with him.
Even though Jing Heng spoke of disgust, he still carried Qin Yiqing away.
If he didn't, his master would have to. He didn't want his master to do such rough work.
Besides, Qin Yiqing was too heavy!
Yun Shu watched as Jing Heng, with a look of disgust, carried Qin Yiqing away and said, with a touch of drunkenness herself, "Slowly, she's asleep."
"Sleep without bathing? Only Ji Rong could tolerate her," Jing Heng muttered speechlessly, but he did slow down considerably as Yun Shu instructed.
The small courtyard returned to peace.
Yun Shu looked at the moonlight before her, leaned back, and lay down on the tiles.
The night was indeed beautiful tonight.
She would admire it for a while longer.
Moreover, the wine in her hand was not finished yet. After she finished it, she would go down and sleep in her room.
...
The next day.
A guard entered the palace.
He performed his duty as usual.
Along with other guards, he patrolled the area.
Time passed quietly, and before they knew it, it was evening again.
One of the guards told the person on duty with him that he needed to use the latrine and then disappeared.
However, the palace guards were all accustomed to this. When they said they were going to the latrine, they were actually going to slack off. It was generally allowed to slack off for a short while, as long as it wasn't excessive. Later, the other person would also go to slack off.
After all, it was evening, the palace gates were closed, and most people in the palace were starting to rest, so there was no need to be too vigilant.
However, this guard walked all the way.
Then, he quietly infiltrated a palace.
There were palace servants guarding the entrance.
He merely glanced at the two servants before silently slipping inside. These people were no match for him; he didn't take them seriously.
According to the scout's information, the prince was here.
He searched quietly.
Looking to see which room the prince was staying in.
Suddenly, his gaze stopped at a room.
There was no sound from the room.
He narrowed his eyes, walked over, and just as he was about to gently push the door open.
His neck was suddenly grabbed by an icy hand that felt bone-chillingly cold.
It was incredibly strong.
It felt as if his neck could be snapped in the next moment.
Upon sensing the aura of the person grabbing him, Qiu Lu did not panic, nor did he feel the fear of impending death. Instead, he looked at the person holding him with ecstatic joy and whispered in surprise, "Your Highness!"
As expected of His Highness!
No wonder he hadn't noticed anything!
And the hand that gripped his neck, if it had exerted even a little more force, could indeed have snapped his neck. Fortunately, it was His Highness! His Highness could never snap his neck!
However!
The hand that grabbed his neck, though it had not tightened further, was still holding him!
He was astonished.
When he endured the pain and turned his head to look at His Highness, what he saw was a pair of deep, bottomless black eyes.
There was no surprise at seeing him again, nor the usual gaze he received. He remembered the disguise he was wearing and immediately pointed to his face, saying, "Your Highness, it's your subordinate! Your subordinate is wearing a disguise."
But after saying this, he still saw no sign of familiarity on His Highness's face.
He suddenly realized something was amiss.
"Your Highness?"
The pressure on his neck had not eased.
Qiu Lu could even feel himself struggling to breathe.
Zhan Tian Ye gazed at Qiu Lu with cold eyes. "State your purpose, who are you."
"What? Your Highness still doesn't recognize your subordinate?" Qiu Lu found it unbelievable. He was right here, so why didn't His Highness recognize him?
Zhan Tian Ye suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Qiu Lu, who understood Zhan Tian Ye very well, knew that His Highness was about to kill someone!
He shouted, "Your Highness, your subordinate is Qiu Lu, your most trusted Qiu Lu!"
After shouting this, he clearly felt the pressure on his neck loosen. He was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Can Your Highness tell your subordinate why you left us so silently, left... Miss Yun Er, and Xiao Li?"
As long as he got His Highness's answer, he could report back!
And he could make Jing Heng shut up!
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard. Someone was approaching.
Seeing this, Qiu Lu could only grab Zhan Tian Ye's arm and confirm, "Your Highness has a hidden reason, right?"
As people were about to arrive, Qiu Lu could only take a step back and then leap onto the roof.
Before leaving, he saw a cold glint in His Highness's eyes.
He felt that something was not quite right.
But now he had no chance to wait for His Highness's answer. However, even without His Highness's answer, he was certain that His Highness had a hidden reason!
Looking at His Highness's palace, there were people everywhere, as if monitoring His Highness's movements!
Zhan Tian Ye's cold eyes stared at the roof.
Qiu Lu was no longer visible on the roof.
Miss Yun Er...
Xiao Li and the others...
Qiu Lu?
For a moment, a certain emotion began to surge in Zhan Tian Ye's seemingly unfathomable dark eyes.
Someone approached from behind and respectfully asked, "Your Highness Prince Jin."
"Retire," Zhan Tian Ye commanded coldly.
As the palace servant bowed and withdrew, his eyes scanned the surroundings, as if looking for any signs of someone having been there.
After ensuring that no one was around, he quickened his pace.
The night grew darker.
The ink-like darkness seemed to conceal everything.
A dark figure reappeared as a guard.
It wasn't until the next morning, when the guards changed shifts, that Qiu Lu left the palace.
After leaving, to avoid being followed, he found a place, quickly changed his clothes and disguise, and soon, with his appearance altered, he departed.
As Qiu Lu pushed open the door and returned, he was caught by Jing Heng, who greeted him, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Did you get the answer?