The cold woman in white no longer looked at the Eighth Princess and instead called over the man in black iron armor from before.
This man could also be considered her servant.
"Send her away, and also warn her not to bother again. I’ve helped her enough, especially this one life she owes , which more than repays any so-called ’favors’ I’ve received."
"Yes!"
The man, as if carrying a dead dog, carried the Eighth Princess out of the palace and once more boarded the flying eagle.
In an instant, the sea of clouds surged, engulfing everything, concealing it all, including the ethereal White Palace.
...
Chuixue Manor.
Maybe it was a craving, but Dong Huiying suddenly had a great desire for hotpot, so the whole family bustled about energetically.
The matter concerning the Eighth Princess was ultimately a hidden trouble, but these things had little to do with Dong Huiying’s family. In Dong Huiying’s view, if the sky were to fall, there were bigger people to hold it up, such as Her Majesty the Empress, or the Ninth Princess in the Capital. These were the ’big people.’
So concerning this matter, although she was a bit bothered, it was quickly forgotten.
Yet that night, a black-clad figure sneaked into Chuixue Manor, only to be caught imdiately.
This person, realizing he was exposed, showed resolve by biting poison and committing suicide without a word.
When Dong Huiying learned of this, she was bewildered. The person was already dead, their identity and origins unknown, and who sent them remained a mystery.
And this was only the beginning.
The next morning, when everyone woke up, they found many more people in black who attempted to infiltrate the manor by night. Though similarly dressed, Dong Huiying felt they were not from the sa group, but their thods were strikingly consistent.
"Where do you think these people co from?"
Dong Huiying scratched her head, feeling particularly perplexed, while sensing a premonition. These black-clad spies were like a signal, foretelling sothing.
At this mont, during breakfast, Xiao San, Shujun, yawned incessantly, fluttering his bright peach-blossom eyes, and teasingly winked at Dong Huiying, "I think, rather than asking where these people co from, it’s better to ask what their intent is in coming to the manor?"
In other words, what is in Chuixue Manor that attracts these people to their deaths?
Of course, the masters behind these people likely never expected this seemingly tranquil estate had long since beco a Dragon’s Den and Tiger’s Lair.
Yixuan mused, his expression displeased. Dong Huiying keenly noticed this, furrowing her brow, thinking could it be... "Yixuan?"
She called out to Yixuan, about to inquire further.
When suddenly, Haoming acted very oddly.
Why does everyone seem so strange?
Haoming, with a blank expression, stated, "Sothing happened."
Yixuan’s pupils contracted. He knew that fourth brother had set up an intricate surveillance network around the manor, any disturbance could not escape his ears and eyes. Dong Huiying was suspicious at first, then imdiately asked, "Old Lady Qin?"
She had cleverly guessed it.
Almost simultaneously, she and Yixuan stood up.
As they made their way out, the other brothers also moved.
So things don’t need to be spelled out; everyone understood. Yixuan wasn’t the type to readily express emotions unless pushed to a certain point.
Just like with him and Dong Huiying.
Currently, there seed to be an issue with Old Lady Qin’s area, and everyone hurried over, encountering Old Qin’s companion, Qin Chun, along the way.
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