Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 41: The Daughter of King Yan (Two in One)

Guan Yunshu's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Zhao Wumian with a hint of surprise, and whispered: "Do you really want to kidnap Prince Jin?"

Without waiting for Zhao Wumian to reply, she warned him, "If you have the idea of ​​kidnapping Prince Jin and letting him ride out of the palace on a thousand-mile horse under the pretext of 'riding for a stroll', then you'd better give up the idea as soon as possible. Everyone in Taiyuan City knows that the prince is weak and sickly, and has no martial arts skills. From childhood to adulthood, let alone riding a horse, he has only been out of the Prince Jin's Palace a few times... This move will only arouse suspicion. I guess we will be surrounded by a group of guests before the gate of the Prince Jin's Palace is even opened."

Zhao Wumian was a little surprised to hear this. He did have this idea, but now it seems that it won't work. He pondered for a while and shook his head slowly, saying, "I have other ways. We have to try. If we can't get the Thousand-Li Horse, the three of us can't escape from Jin... If we take a long-term view and keep delaying, the King of Jin will find out that Jiang Bai was killed sooner or later. Once the city is sealed, we will be unable to escape."

Hearing this, Guan Yunshu hesitated for a moment and had to nod.

This is the fact. Although Zhao Wumian has been living a carefree life these days, this is just a little leisure time brought by the 'darkness under the lamp'. If he stays for a few more days and there is no trace of the three of them in the outside world, sooner or later someone smart will guess that they are in Taiyuan.

It would be the same even if Yan Jiu spread false information to cover up the truth.

Having made the decision, the two of them did not hesitate any longer. They watched the Snow Owl fly up into the sky to determine its direction, then flew closer and pointed its wings to the northwest.

The horse farm was directly west, with no obstructions and a clear view, so the two had to walk around to the north... Fortunately, the defense of the outer courtyard was not very strict, and with their martial arts skills, as long as they were alert, they would be fine.

The two of them advanced step by step, and with the cover of snow and night, they arrived at the inner courtyard safely... This is the private residence of King Jin. Those who can live here are all well-known figures in the martial arts world, and the defense force is seamless. Therefore, even the Snow Owl did not dare to fly into the air, and could only hide in Zhao Wumian's collar and show his round head to show the way.

The inner courtyard was not like the outer courtyard where there were guards passing by with lanterns all the time. The place was dead silent except for the lanterns hanging under the eaves which occasionally creaked in the cold wind.

It seems that there are not many people living in the inner courtyard, but the two did not dare to be careless at all. They walked in the dark all the time. There must be secret guards everywhere in the inner courtyard at all times. If they made the slightest noise, they would be doomed. But the two concentrated and walked less than a hundred steps when the Snow Owl pecked Zhao Wumian, indicating that they had arrived at their destination.

Zhao Wumian's heart skipped a beat. He had not expected to be so close to the Prince of Jin so quickly. He pulled Guan Yunshu's arm and glanced at a house not far to the side.

The house was dark, and I guessed that the Prince of Jin had already fallen asleep.

The two of them approached slowly, and then stopped less than twenty steps away from the house, and lay down in the snow, with great tacit understanding... No matter how unfamiliar they are, they should have such tacit understanding to sneak into the inner courtyard of the palace together. At least Zhao Wumian can now easily understand the meaning of some of Guan Yunshu's eyes.

The two dared not say a word at this moment, but Zhao Wumian was suspicious, so he slowly wrote the two words "West Chamber" on Guan Yunshu's forearm with his fingers, and then drew a "?".

Although the text in this life is slightly different from that in the previous life in terms of details, it is basically the same. Guan Yunshu can barely understand what Zhao Wumian meant.

They climbed over the outer courtyard from the west and entered the inner courtyard, then walked a distance to the northwest and arrived here... In this world, architecture is very particular about hierarchy, and the west wing is where guests live, so how could the prince of Jin live here? Could it be that Xue Xiao pointed the wrong way?
The Snow Owl was pressed into the snow by Zhao Wumian's chest, with only its face exposed. It probably felt quite warm inside Zhao Wumian's clothes, and was about to fall asleep with its eyes squinted. However, its body did not look flattened at all, and it was obviously very fat.

Zhao Wumian tapped its head and it raised its head in surprise. Seeing Zhao Wumian's suspicious look, it shook its head repeatedly, indicating that it was definitely not pointing the wrong way. This was the residence of the person you asked me to follow in the evening.

Guan Yunshu nodded her head. It was definitely the West Wing. Then she gave Zhao Wumian a look and asked, "Let's go?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a while, shook his head slightly, and gave Guan Yunshu a look that said "wait for an opportunity."

Even if he is not the Prince of Jin, he can live in the west wing of the inner courtyard, so his status is obviously noble enough, so he can be put to use.

Then the two of them lay in the snow without moving. No one could tell that there were two people lying there.

However, the wind was chilly and the night was getting darker. After lying in the snow for a while, Zhao Wumian felt his body temperature was losing. It was a little unbearable, so he quietly moved closer to the warm Guan Yunshu.

Guan Yunshu glanced at him, meaning, "With your inner energy, you must be immune to cold or heat, so why are you coming close to me?"

But Zhao Wumian was staring at the house and didn't see Guan Yunshu's eyes at all.

Guan Yunshu pondered for a while before she realized that she actually didn't know whether Zhao Wumian had ever practiced internal energy... In fact, the two of them were not very familiar with each other's experiences, martial arts, etc.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian was so cold, she hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to move closer, slowly stretched out an arm and placed it on half of Zhao Wumian's shoulder, transferring her internal energy to him to relieve the cold.

The two of them were pressed together, just like hugging each other for warmth.

Zhao Wumian looked a little stunned, and Guan Yunshu gave him a warning look that said "focus on the show".

Zhao Wumian silently withdrew his gaze and suddenly felt the coldness melt away. Although it was freezing cold, his body and mind were warm at this moment.

In fact, he just forgot that he still had internal energy. After all, it has not been a week since he woke up, and he is definitely not as good as Guan Yunshu, a native martial artist, in handling some details.

But there was naturally no need to push Guan Yunshu away at this moment.

The two of them lay in the snow without saying a word. After an unknown amount of time, a light was turned on in the house, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside. They were probably getting up for the night. After a while, the door of the house was pushed open, and a woman who seemed to be a bed warmer pushed the door open and came out with a chamber pot.

Zhao Wumian brushed off the snowflakes on his body calmly, then carefully dug out the snow owl and stuffed it into the snow to prevent it from making too much noise when he set off later. When the maid came to the front of the house with a clean chamber pot and pushed the door open, Zhao Wumian immediately used the Lingxiao Flying Skill. There seemed to be a gust of cold wind blowing through the snow, and the next moment the maid closed the door...but the person who had been cuddling Guan Yunshu to keep warm had disappeared.

Guan Yunshu brushed away the snowflakes around him to cover up a small pit that appeared on the spot where Zhao Wumian left. He then continued to lie in the snow, secretly on guard, guarding the door for Zhao Wumian.

It’s just… I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after Zhao Wumian left, when I looked at Yun Shu’s deep inner breath, I felt a slight chill for some reason.

The maid just walked into the house carrying the chamber pot, and the next moment her eyes suddenly went dark and she collapsed. A pair of big hands hugged her and grabbed the chamber pot to prevent it from falling to the ground and making a noise.

Zhao Wumian glanced sideways at the furnishings in the room, placed the maid and the chamber pot on the side, then walked slowly, following the light to the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was spacious, with the lights on, and was equipped with everything you need including a tea table, a small table, and a wardrobe. Next to the entrance were a screen and a bathtub. There were still some water droplets on the inner wall of the bathtub, and it was obvious that the original owner had just finished a bath.

A man was sitting at the table drinking water, his black hair loose behind him, his back facing Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian glanced at the bathtub and then looked away. Then he suddenly turned his head and saw a green bellyband neatly folded on the small table next to the bathtub. He clearly remembered that this guy should be a man... a woman dressed as a man.

It is quite common for people in the martial arts world to see women disguised as men, so Zhao Wumian doesn't care.

But he hesitated for a moment, then quietly stepped forward, quietly stuffed the bellyband under the bathtub and hid it. Then he glanced at the oil lamp a few times, estimated the angle, and made sure that the window paper would not reveal his figure when he approached the person. Then he came behind the person like a ghost, took out a small candy bean from the snack plate of the restaurant, and covered her mouth with it neatly and stuffed the candy bean in, while his other hand clamped her neck and said coldly:

"If you dare to make a sound, I will break your neck..."

Before he finished his threatening words, Zhao Wumian saw the bulging white bellyband in front of the man and the thin pants on his legs. Looking down from above, coupled with the shadows cast by the flickering lights beside him, it was truly a "fleeting glimpse" and beautiful.

It turned out to be a woman dressed as a man. Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows and quickly cleared away all the distracting thoughts in his mind. It didn't matter whether it was a man or a woman, as long as he knew that she was of noble status, he continued coldly: "What I just gave you is the Three Corpse Pill, which is extremely poisonous. If you don't take the antidote within three days, you will be in unbearable pain, and your life will be worse than death. If your physical condition is poor, you may even die on the spot."

After saying that, the woman stretched out her white and tender arm with a slight tremor, took out a small booklet from the small table, flipped a page at random with one hand, and then raised the booklet to face Zhao Wumian.

The woman was so scared that the booklet was shaking. Zhao Wumian looked up and saw three big words "Who are you" written on it.

"Mute?"

If she is mute, there is no need to worry about her shouting out a warning. Then I saw the woman turning a few pages in the book with her slender fingers on one hand, "Yes."

This answered Zhao Wumian's question "dumb?"

Judging from the skill with which she turned the pages and the degree of wear and tear on the booklet, it was obvious that this woman used it frequently.

Are you really dumb?
Zhao Wumian slightly moved his hand that was covering the woman's mouth away, but still kept a distance that allowed him to cover it at any time.

The woman was obviously extremely frightened. Her slender white shoulders were trembling slightly, her breathing was rapid, and the warm air fell on Zhao Wumian's palm, which was a little moist.

But as the saying goes, the three types of people in the martial arts world that cannot be underestimated are women, children and the elderly, so Zhao Wumian did not relax his vigilance, but continued to ask coldly: "Who are you?"

The woman turned the book to the first page, "The eldest daughter of the King of Yan, Luo Xiangzhu."

Zhao Wumian was stunned. He had never guessed that this woman was the daughter of Prince Yan, and Luo Chaoyan's cousin.

So, the black-armored army of 100 people today was actually the private army of the Prince of Yan? The army of the Prince of Yan came to the territory of the Prince of Jin. Are the princes so insensitive to each other?
If the imperial court knew that the private soldiers of the princes were visiting each other, it would be extremely anxious... Oh yes, the court now has no emperor, so it probably has no time to take care of such matters.

"You are the daughter of Prince Yan, what are you doing in Prince Jin's mansion?" Zhao Wumian took a deep breath to calm down, and asked calmly.

This matter is indeed a bit complicated to explain, and there is definitely no answer in the booklet. Luo Xiangzhu could only look back slightly and glance at Zhao Wumian out of the corner of his eye. Tears fell down his cheeks and dripped onto Zhao Wumian's hands that were clamped around his neck.

This scene was truly pitiful, but as it concerned the life and death of himself and the two girls, although Zhao Wumian felt sorry for her, he was not moved at all... He looked around and saw paper, pen and ink on the bedside table, which were obviously used by Luo Xiangzhu to communicate with the maid at any time.

He held Luo Xiangzhu hostage and walked towards the bed, but Luo Xiangzhu obviously misunderstood. She thought that Zhao Wumian was attracted by her beauty. Her eyes suddenly widened, and she was obviously extremely scared but still struggled desperately. It was obvious that she regarded chastity as more important than life.

But Zhao Wumian relaxed a little. Luo Xiangzhu didn't scream or shout even though he was struggling like that, so his identity as a mute must be confirmed.

He then threatened: "I just went to get paper and pen. I have no interest in your body. If you move again, I will kill you."

Luo Xiangzhu calmed down a little, but tears still rolled down her cheeks.

Zhao Wumian suddenly felt that Luo Chaoyan was so strong. Even when she was being hunted by the entire martial arts world, she never complained or shed a tear.

He placed paper and pen on the table, let go of Luo Xiangzhu and let her write by herself... He had already determined that Luo Xiangzhu was not good at martial arts. At this distance, no matter what Luo Xiangzhu wanted to do, Zhao Wumian could stop her first.

As Luo Xiangzhu was writing, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand... Zhao Wumian silently apologized in his heart, but still stood aside with his hand on the hilt of the knife, looking extremely cold.

Not long after, Luo Xiangzhu finished writing and handed the paper over. Zhao Wumian took it and looked down.

Luo Xiangzhu crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the clothes rack next to the couch, where her clothes were hung... She wanted to at least put on an outer coat, but this man looked fierce and vicious. If she acted rashly, she would definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, she immediately shed more tears. From childhood to adulthood, no man had ever seen her naked like this. But the cold villain in white clothes in front of her was clearly looking at the rice paper, but his free hand hooked the coat on the hanger with the sheath of his knife and hooked it up, saying lightly: "Don't cry, as long as you do what I say, you will not be in danger of your life, and I will not do anything to you... Just put on your clothes."

Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned, and glanced at the bad guy in white with tears in her eyes, but Zhao Wumian's eyes were always fixed on the rice paper, and he didn't look at her at all... She was slightly relieved and hurriedly put on her clothes.

Zhao Wumian finally understood after reading it… As the New Year was approaching, princes from all over the country would take this opportunity to have their descendants visit relatives with gifts, running around east and west, making themselves familiar to their uncles and aunts, and then rush back to their hometown to celebrate the festival before the New Year.

This rule was set by Emperor Taizu Gao, probably with the intention of letting family members cultivate feelings... The young princes should make friends and inherit the throne of the vassal king in the future. For the sake of this relationship, they should try not to fight each other... Emperor Taizu Gao was an ordinary martial artist who was only able to be emperor after an uprising. Deep down, he still cared about his bloodline, and obviously did not want to see his descendants killing each other.

Although this method was useless, the power of the feudal lords had to be weakened and the fighting had to be carried out, but Emperor Jingzheng did not change this rule after he became emperor after the Jingnan Rebellion.

The so-called ancestral laws cannot be changed. This era obviously attaches great importance to etiquette and laws. Therefore, even the Prince of Jin is still traveling outside at this moment. However, there is no news about Guan Yunshu at all. It is probably because, on the one hand, she is a person from the underworld and does not know much about the rules of such aristocratic royal family. On the other hand, the Prince of Jin is also worried that his son will get into trouble while away, so he deliberately conceals the identity of the Prince of Jin.

Luo Xiangzhu disguised herself as a man most likely to hide her identity.

"Just to cultivate the relationship between uncle and nephew?" Zhao Wumian didn't believe it would be so simple. How could the prince be so bored? Luo Xiangzhu probably had other purposes for coming here.

Luo Xiangzhu shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he absolutely did not lie.

Apart from Guan Yunshu, Zhao Wumian didn't believe that there was anyone who didn't lie. However, Luo Xiangzhu's specific purpose of coming here was not important. Her identity was very useful, and that was enough.

"Recently, three thieves in Taiyuan stole the spears bestowed by the King of Jin, and even tried to kill the King of Jin's followers in front of a group of Jianghu people... Miss Luo, have you heard about this?"

Luo Xiangzhu blinked her tearful eyes, not understanding what was going on. However, out of fear she nodded slightly, not daring to move.

Zhao Wumian pulled out a clean white paper and placed it in front of her. "Write down what I say next, otherwise Miss Luo's chastity will be in jeopardy."

He had already seen what Luo Xiangzhu was most afraid of.

Luo Xiangzhu's body trembled slightly when she heard that. She quickly picked up the pen and looked up at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian coughed lightly and said, "Uncle, my daughter..."

Luo Xiangzhu blinked and wrote: [Sixth Uncle, Xiangzhu...]

This girl is very smart and knows how to modify the details. Zhao Wumian paused when he saw this, and then continued, "I traveled a long way to come to the mansion. I happened to hear most of the servants and maids talking about the Jianghu knight bullying Uncle Six. I felt sad and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night. So after asking around to understand the situation, I came up with a plan. I hope Uncle Six will adopt it...

(End of this chapter)