Shiyi had just delivered news from the Imperial City regarding the Fourth Prince. Feng Yexuan, having his own spies, might have received the same information.
The Fourth Prince was in danger. Feng Yexuan was about to depart early. Was there a connection between these two events?
Some memories, seemingly distant, now faintly lingered in Chu Qianli's mind.
Did Feng Yexuan and the Nanming imperial family have some sort of link?
The convoy was ready to depart.
Chu Qianli and Fu Ning quickly ate a few bites. Fu Ning packed the rest, took a symbolic amount of simple luggage, and the master and servant left the residence.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped out, they saw Chu Feiyan, clad in red, standing amidst the crowd, orchestrating something with an air of importance.
"Weren't you in so much pain last night that you were about to die?" Fu Ning asked, bewildered.
Chu Qianli looked at Chu Feiyan. She was wearing a bright red dress, and it was impossible to tell the condition of her arm.
However, although the arm was not moved much and was clearly still injured, her complexion had already improved.
It was evident that the pain had subsided.
"Quickly, pack up these things... No, this was touched by that slut, it must be very dirty. Throw it all away for this county princess, throw it all away."
She was directing servants to mess with the carriage Chu Qianli was using.
It seemed she intended to claim the carriage for herself.
Yet, her own carriage was, besides Prince Xuan's and Prince He's, the most spacious and comfortable in the entire convoy.
Why would she want Chu Qianli's dilapidated carriage?
Fu Ning quickly returned after gathering information and whispered into Chu Qianli's ear, "Last night, Prince Xuan sent Liujin to retrieve the object from her arm."
"Liujin is also departing?" Chu Qianli frowned.
"She caught up last night." Fu Ning also looked towards Chu Feiyan, who was directing the servants' work not far away.
Looking at their carriage, the belongings inside had been mostly cleared out.
Now, the items were piled on the ground, scattered messily, like a heap of garbage.
"This wicked county princess is just trying to find ways to torment you!" Fu Ning said indignantly.
Chu Qianli ignored her.
If she wanted her carriage, she would have to provide another one. Otherwise, if the journey was delayed, it would be of no consequence to her.
"Let's go take a look," Chu Qianli said.
Fu Ning supported her as they walked over slowly.
Chu Feiyan's maid was sharp-eyed and immediately spotted the approaching pair: "County Princess, those two sluts are here."
Chu Feiyan turned around, saw Chu Qianli, and her face immediately darkened. She strode over and raised her hand: "Slut..."
"It seems the County Princess's arm injury is no longer a problem."
Chu Qianli curved her lips into a faint smile.
Just as Chu Feiyan raised her left hand to strike, Chu Qianli's expression suddenly turned grim. She lowered her voice so only they could hear:
"Does the County Princess wish to feel that pain again?"
Chu Feiyan was startled. She had raised her hand but hesitated to move forward.
In fact, she subconsciously took two steps back.
"Slut, it's you, it's really you!"
It was indeed this slut who had attacked her!
No wonder her brother's men couldn't find the culprit, making them think some powerful individual was hiding nearby to help her.
"Slut..."
"It would be best for the County Princess to watch her words. Otherwise, if Heaven disapproves, perhaps the next hidden weapon will directly strike the County Princess's beautiful face."
These words terrified Chu Feiyan. After letting out a scream, she immediately retreated behind her.
"Slut, you... you..."
Catching a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, Chu Feiyan hurried towards him: "Brother, it was this slut who injured me with a hidden weapon, and now she wants to ruin my face! Quickly help me kill her!"