Bai Ruozhu’s mouth twitched. The situation in Chengshui Country was indeed too chaotic. How did Gao Zhou manage to survive here?
Given this, using Princess Fu’an as a hostage would actually make things even more troubleso.
However, everything still depended on Tang Feng’s intentions. Bai Ruozhu thought Tang Feng wasn’t soone who was indecisive, right? Otherwise, Tang Feng could just resign to fate; why bother sending her a distress signal?
Imdiately, she quietly instructed Jianqi and Ruhua to investigate several places. They quickly returned to report that while other places didn’t exist, Penglai Pavilion was indeed real.
Moreover, Ruhua received news, saying: "Madam Bai, the Princess Residence recently called a doctor to treat soone for a cold. I don’t know who caught a cold, but it shouldn’t be Princess Fu’an."
"From what we saw at the Poetry Conference, Princess Fu’an didn’t catch a cold; her voice was normal," Bai Ruozhu said. "Tang Feng also seed normal, so judging by Princess Fu’an’s level of concern, it’s very likely that it was that maid."
Ruhua and the others showed disdain. In their eyes, sharing a relationship with Princess Fu’an was simply unacceptable.
"It seems that soon Princess Fu’an will bring her maid to Penglai Pavilion for a hot spring bath. It’s said that typhoid tends to relapse, but soaking in a hot spring can eliminate the typhoid’s Qi, making one recover completely soon. And with the external rumors just starting to settle, Princess Fu’an wants to show a semblance of deep affection with Tang Feng on this outing, so she must take Tang Feng along," Bai Ruozhu said.
Gao Zhou nodded, feeling sowhat emotional, saying: "Tang Feng ca up with this thod to notify you in such a short ti; how is this head of his even built?"
Bai Ruozhu felt a bit inferior, but unfortunately, Tang Feng’s fate wasn’t good. Why were his romantic paths so unlucky, encountering such won?
Having determined a direction, Bai Ruozhu and the others quietly left the City early the next morning, heading towards Penglai Pavilion.
Before leaving, Bai Ruozhu quietly instructed Ruhua to keep iyan and Jun Chuan following them discreetly without exposing themselves and to bring a hundred n for nearby support.
Subsequently, she sent Jinglei to deliver a ssage to Zhou Shibin, thinking it would be wasteful not to use Zhou Shibin, this ally.
Penglai Pavilion counted as a royal sumr retreat; ordinary people are not allowed to enter.
Previously, so of Chengshui Country’s aristocrats were favored by the old Emperor and permitted to stay at Penglai Pavilion for half a month, but just for half a month.
Bai Ruozhu and the others constantly surveyed the vicinity of Penglai Pavilion, not daring to get close, waiting until after dark before having Dengdeng go to Space to sleep. Only then did they take advantage of the night to quietly approach Penglai Pavilion.
Nowadays, everyone was accustod to Little Dengdeng suddenly disappearing, and no one pursued the matter; even Gao Zhou looked at Bai Ruozhu with envy, evidently being aware she had Space.
Penglai Pavilion had guards, but since it wasn’t a key Imperial Palace site, the number of guards wasn’t large; Bai Ruozhu and the others could easily take down all the guards, but they didn’t want to arouse suspicion, so they had to find a way to sneak inside and observe the internal situation of Penglai Pavilion.
Yizi ford a formation, hiding everyone’s figures, making it even more cautious, allowing them to infiltrate Penglai Pavilion.
Located in the mountains, it was sowhat damp here, but at night, it was very cool without feeling chilly.
The surrounding trees were lush and verdant, interspersed with distant mountains, offering an aesthetic appeal.
There was a tall pavilion here, four stories high, quite tall compared to the typically two-story ancient buildings.
The advantage of the pavilion is that it offers a vantage point to overlook the distance. Given this location’s higher elevation compared to the Capital City, standing on the pavilion allows one to see the myriad lights of the bustling Capital.
This place is tranquil, offering views not only of distant mountains and flowing water but also the Capital’s dim lights. No wonder the Chengshui Royal Family preferred this location.
The guards were all in the garden, not inside the pavilion. Bai Ruozhu made a gesture, leading her people into the building.
Inside, although no one was residing, it was cleaned very thoroughly. Bai Ruozhu casually brushed her finger to see and found it was spotless.
The servants here were indeed ticulous.
Bai Ruozhu and the others scouted the area but didn’t find anything special, so they discreetly retreated.
In a safe location, Bai Ruozhu lifted her mask slightly, speaking softly: "Tomorrow let’s observe again to see who doesn’t interact much with others, then soone will use Facechanging Technique to disguise as them and infiltrate the group."
"Yes," everyone responded.
Speaking of Facechanging Technique, Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but look at Gao Zhou, thinking this guy’s Facechanging Technique must be superb, always wearing a human skin mask.
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In the Capital City, Zhou Shibin read Bai Ruozhu’s secret ssage several tis, muttering: "She asks to ambush five miles outside Capital City in two days, waiting to support her. Could she be about to act?"
Yet the ssage didn’t ntion her action plan, leaving Zhou Shibin full of frustration. He originally thought Bai Ruozhu’s team wasn’t large and would depend on him to accomplish things, perhaps even pleading with him sowhat. Yet it turned out she didn’t need him much, and he seed to have been assigned rely a backup role.
He wanted to personally kill Fu’an and earn rit in front of his father; if he stayed five miles outside the City, how could he earn rit?
Thinking it over repeatedly, he ultimately gritted his teeth, finding he had no way to contact Bai Ruozhu, leading to his being led around by her.
He then secretly dispatched so trusted aides, planning to set out in two days.
anwhile, in the Princess Residence, Princess Fu’an gazed at Tang Feng’s handso profile. Her eyes showed not only adoration but also so hatred.
"You were too indifferent at the Poetry Conference," she began.
Tang Feng glanced at her and sneered, "Otherwise, how? Go over and hug your waist, showing off affection together? Isn’t that job better suited for soone else?"
Princess Fu’an’s expression slightly changed, and she angrily said, "Tang Feng, enough. You can’t escape now anyway, so it’s better to follow obediently. I won’t treat you poorly. Once I beco Empress, you’ll be my rightful Emperor Consort. I won’t treat you poorly."
"Then thank you in advance, Empress." Tang Feng bowed to her, but his tone was filled with sarcasm.
Princess Fu’an didn’t mind and continued, "Obey my orders and I’ll make your suffering less. You know how uncomfortable it is when the poison flares up, right?"
Tang Feng’s eyes darkened slightly, "The Princess should try the Five Stone Powder and know its taste yourself."
"The consort doesn’t think using Five Stone Powder makes you happier, and stronger, does he?" Princess Fu’an laughed aloud, "You needn’t speak; eventually, you’ll be begging ."
Afterward, she turned to leave, leaving Tang Feng to clench his teeth in anger, a heavy murderous intent in his eyes.
He had fallen into won’s hands in both lifetis, the sa identical woman each ti, and this Princess Fu’an was particularly rciless, secretly poisoning him and using Five Stone Powder to control him.
He often felt agitated and unbearably sensitive, little did he know those were effects of the Five Stone Powder.
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