There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

I've always wanted to help as much as possible!

Moreover, it was she who discovered that the Fire Rain Agate had been targeted by bandits.

Why do they have to lock her up here?

"A dog barking?"

Chunlan paused slightly in her movements, then listened carefully for a while with some suspicion, and indeed faintly detected the sound of hunting dogs barking.

And it seems to come in waves.

I couldn't hear it very clearly.

"Isn't it normal for dogs to bark? There are really too many dogs in the resort now."

Chunlan gently picked up a glistening fruit and brought it to Hu Meier's lips, completely unconcerned about the faint barking of the dogs:

"Now, from morning till night, when can you not hear a dog barking?"

"I heard that the young lady is quite annoyed by the noise."

"Where is there more?!"

With the fruit in her mouth, Hu Meier originally intended to enjoy the food quietly like a lady, but upon hearing Chunlan's words, she couldn't contain herself any longer.

He let the fruit roll around in his mouth, making his voice muffled.

Even a trickle of saliva, aroused by the sweetness of the fruit, flowed down the corner of its mouth, yet it stubbornly insisted on protesting.

"Without these good dogs, how can we guard against the invasion of treacherous bandits!"

"Besides, these dogs are all trained."

"I won't just call anyone that!"

Even though those guard dogs couldn't strictly be considered pets, Hu Meier still showed extreme favoritism and righteously defended them.

They were afraid that if they protested too slowly, Hu Yuer would find an excuse to clear out all those big, furry dogs.

"You just need to convince the young lady."

Chunlan shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about how the hunting dogs would be dealt with. She continued peeling fruit and feeding it to Hu Meier, casually offering an explanation for the noisy barking outside:

"It must have been the large-scale mobilization of manpower that provoked those hunting dogs, right?"

"It couldn't have been caused by a bandit invasion. The guards aren't blind. They would investigate carefully after hearing the barking dogs as a warning, and if they found bandits, they would definitely send word."

Hu Meier had to admit that Chunlan was right.

But she felt something was wrong, a strange unease and anxiety fermenting in her heart, urging Hu Meier to take some countermeasures quickly.

Otherwise, it will be too late.

But where exactly is the problem?

This question left Hu Meier quite puzzled.

The parrot accidentally leaked information, and through her analysis, she learned the whereabouts of the thieves. It sounded unbelievable, but after the family discussed it carefully, they all felt that the matter was quite credible.

The barking of the dogs was not loud, but rather sporadic and occasional.

There were no signs of a large-scale invasion by bandits.

Everything seemed perfectly reasonable.

Even Hu Meier couldn't help but start to wonder if she was getting restless being locked up here alone, so she tried to find a reason for herself.

Lost in thought, Chunlan handed him another crystal-clear fruit.

However, this time Hu Meier did not swallow it whole, because the red-breasted parrot seemed to be attracted by the sweet aroma of the fruit and came close to her, staring at the fruit with its little eyes without blinking.

Without thinking, Hu Meier casually handed the fruit to the parrot's beak.

She didn't even consider how rare the carefully selected fruit was, or how much it cost when it was purchased.

"This is delicious, bro, this is incredibly delicious!"

The red-breasted parrot gently pecked twice at the fruit in Hu Meier's palm with its red beak, and immediately flapped its wings and made a pleasing, melodious sound of praise.

Hu Meier couldn't help but smile upon hearing this:

"What 'brother'? You should call me 'sister'!"

Hu Meier tried to gently guide the red-breasted parrot, attempting to correct its word choice, but the latter merely tilted its head and continued to shout to itself, "Brother, this is delicious, you should try this! Brother!"

Helpless, Hu Meier was about to continue correcting him when a sudden inspiration struck her:

Wait, a parrot mimicking speech...

Is it repeating something it's heard before?

In an instant, Hu Meier seemed to understand something, and her breath caught in her throat.

With a hint of probing, she deliberately raised her hand and waved it in front of the red-breasted parrot. After confirming that the parrot had noticed her action, she reached out and touched the top of its head.

If it were an ordinary bird, it would immediately flap its wings and dodge away in this situation.

However, the red-breasted parrot showed no resistance or attempt to dodge Hu Meier's intentional touch. Instead, it took the initiative to rub its fine downy feathers against her palm.

This bird...

It must have been domesticated by someone!

Realizing this, Hu Meier suddenly had a very bold guess, which made her unable to help but overturn all her previous assumptions:

on purpose.

The information about stealing the Fire Rain Agate was deliberately released to her through this parrot!

In the blurry, out-of-focus view, Hu Meier's exquisite boudoir came into view. Outside, two tall women stood guard at the door. Although they had changed into the uniforms of the manor's guards, their eyes still revealed an extraordinary sharpness.

Occasionally, one could glimpse the menacing dark blue-black curse marks on his neck.

It showcases the wildness of the Baiyue barbarians.

Even though all the other strong guards had been mobilized, they remained stationed at the gate, but were noticeably more vigilant.

Jiang Mo remembered that there were not these two guards in front of Hu Meier's door at first.

At least that time he was spying from the rooftop...

Investigation.

While carefully scouting the enemy from the rooftop, there were no dedicated guards outside the door; only ordinary guards would often stop and linger a little further away during their patrols.

However, it was clearly kept at a considerable distance from the second young lady's boudoir.

Although it is located in the Baiyue region.

Huo Yu Gong clearly admired the culture of the Central Plains, and his villa's layout and etiquette were largely modeled after it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have disciplined Hu Meier so strictly.

Although it wasn't that strict.

After Jiang Mo's infiltration and reconnaissance incident, Hu Meier became even more wary and specially recruited two Baiyue female warriors to guard the door.

This really caused Jiang Mo a lot of trouble.

How can we get around these two people?

No, time is precious; perhaps we should consider a more direct and decisive approach…

Jiang Mo was caught in a dilemma between seeking speed and seeking stability.

Using a scarlet-breasted parrot to deliver messages in order to lure the enemy away from their stronghold, this operation plan was called "The Phantom Thief's Little Lily" by Jiang Mo, which utilized a reverse psychology.

Normally, bandits wouldn't give any warning before taking action.

After all, according to common sense, such behavior is tantamount to alerting the enemy, which will make the recipient more vigilant and hinder subsequent actions.

What kind of stupid thief would make such a prediction?

The Phantom Thieves.

In many cases, the thieves succeed by causing panic among their targets and mobilizing their original manpower.

This movement often reveals a flaw.

The more you do, the more mistakes you make.

Even with intentional measures to strengthen vigilance and defense, oversights are inevitable, leaving opportunities for others to take advantage.

Not to mention, they also used the tactic of feinting to the east while attacking in the west.

Old-fashioned.

But it's useful.

What's even more ingenious is that Jiang Mo didn't directly send a letter of warning, but instead used the Scarlet-breasted Parrot to indirectly guide Hu Meier to deduce the relevant conclusions herself.

Hu Meier is a smart person.

A fool is someone whose mind is empty and who likes others to draw conclusions for them.

Intelligent people always maintain a degree of skepticism towards what others say, but have more faith in their own thoughts and conclusions, and are absolutely convinced of the conclusions they draw.

This created such an opportunity for Jiang Mo.

But opportunities are always fleeting.

The window of opportunity is often only a short period of time.

Even though it seemed that Jiang Mo had completely outmaneuvered Huoyu Manor, he did not let his guard down. Instead, he seized this hard-won opportunity even more.

After all, smart people have good memories.

The same trick can't be used twice.

Jiang Mo lowered the binoculars he had been holding up to his eyes, let out a long breath, and began to warm up his fingers, which were hanging at his sides, as the thin feather blades flipped between his fingers.

"Wang"

The annoying barking started again. Jiang Mo glanced to the side and saw the guard with the hunting dog walking towards him with a hint of impatience.

It looks somewhat familiar.

I must have brushed past Jiang Mo not long ago.