Xiao Zheng was not a nosy person. Unless it was a matter of principle, Xiao Zheng did not like to get involved in other people's lives. Of course, even if he wanted to, he did not have the ability to do so.
He was wearing the work clothes that Mitsui Baiji prepared for him. His status in the palace was low, even lower than that of a palace maid. Since he had to adapt to his status, he was not qualified to compete with a young woman who was dressed luxuriously and had two palace maids by her side.
Xiao Zheng knew that this was not a place where he could pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger. If he was not careful, a group of real tigers would tear him apart.
"Who is it?" Xiao Zheng tilted his head and asked Mitsui Baiji.
"A villain." Mitsui Baiji's eyes were full of coldness.
A villain?
A playful smile flashed across Xiao Zheng's lips. Was it a villain in the soul, or was his status not high enough?
If it was the former, Xiao Zheng felt that Ling Lai, who was not favored, could tolerate it. If it was the latter, it would be really annoying.
The niece of the Emperor, in the ancient times of Hua Xia, was the same generation as the Crown Prince. If she had a little more power and was more popular, even the Crown Prince would favor her. The princes who did not have the right to inherit the throne would have to curry favor with her. But here, someone was standing at the door and shouting. In ancient times, death by a thousand cuts was considered a light punishment.
"Princess Yoshiko. Why are you looking for His Royal Highness? "Although Mitsui Baiji said so, he still went to greet her with a very humble attitude.
So it was a princess?
Xiao Zheng knew the rules of the palace in Japan. Most of the princesses were not members of the royal family. They were born from a branch of the royal family. But because the father's generation was powerful and the next generation was favored, they were given the title of princess.
For example, Princess Yoshiko was the granddaughter of the Emperor's cousin. In terms of status, she was naturally not as good as Princess Ling La. Even in terms of seniority, she had to call Ling Lai aunt. But looking at her current attitude, she didn't have the slightest bit of respect for Ling Lai. They were clearly here to pick a fight.
"Your Highness?" Princess Fangzi sneered disdainfully. "Has the royal family recognized her as a prince? She doesn't have the qualifications to attend any external events, right? "
Mitsui Baiji didn't want to be entangled with her, so he asked humbly, "Princess Yoshiko, why are you looking for His Highness?"
"It's nothing. It was because the potted flower she gave me last time had withered. I wanted to ask if she was messing with me. Or are you deliberately trying to embarrass me? "Princess Yoshiko said in a deep voice. "Others disdain to pay attention to her. I was kind enough to accompany her to the garden and bask in the sun, but she gave me a pot of dead flowers. What, do you think I, Yoshiko, am easy to bully? "
"The flowers were carefully cultivated by His Highness. Before sending it to the princess, she had repeatedly instructed him to take good care of it. Now that it's dead, how can you blame it on His Highness? "Although Mitsui Baiji was a servant, he wouldn't allow his master to be humiliated like this. When it was time to argue, she wouldn't be soft-spoken. "His Highness raised it for three years without any problems, but it just had to be dead in the monarch's house. This can't be blamed on His Highness, right? "
"Old hag!" Princess Yoshiko shouted angrily. "Are you implying that I don't know how to raise flowers?"
"This old hag just feels that Princess has wronged His Highness," Mitsui Baiji said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing.
Princess Yoshiko was furious, but she didn't know how to retaliate. She only glared at Mitsui Baiji and said through gritted teeth, "Just you wait, I'll make you pay!"
"Princess, take care." Mitsui Baiji bowed his head slightly and respectfully sent Princess Yoshiko off.
After the group of people left in a threatening manner, Xiao Zheng slowly walked up and said in a low voice, "It seems that His Highness's quality of life isn't as good as a commoner like me."
"So His Highness needs Mr. Xiao's help," Mitsui Baiji said with a gentle attitude. "As long as this matter is done, Mr. Xiao will be His Highness's great benefactor. In the future, if there's anything you need in Tokyo, Mr. Xiao don't hesitate to ask. "
Xiao Zheng Smiled and said, "Then I'll respectfully accept."
After going around in high society, Xiao Zheng slowly realized that if he wanted to stand firm, backup was indispensable. Especially in the top circles, martial arts often couldn't solve all problems. Only a truly powerful force would be able to make him invincible.
Of course, powerful martial arts could at least guarantee that he could live long enough. He wouldn't die in a plot that wasn't meticulously planned.
He entered Princess Ling La's personal residence. As soon as he entered the main door, he saw a pond about 20 square meters with fresh flowers. Several red carps were swimming in the pond, and the bottom was crystal clear. The flowers were in their blooming period, and their fragrance was pleasing to the nose.
"It seems that Prince Ling Lai is a person with a good taste in life." Xiao Zheng sincerely praised.
"It's just finding joy in the midst of suffering," Mitsui Baiji said implicitly.
"It's finding joy in the midst of suffering. Or is it to endure hardships in order to gain courage and accumulate strength? "Xiao Zheng lowered his voice, and a touch of rumination appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Mitsui Baiji didn't say much. He just reached out and led Xiao Zheng into the main hall.
In the main hall, Princess Ling La, who was sitting in a wheelchair and dressed in plain clothes, had been waiting for a long time.
She wore light makeup, and there was a bit of the color of mountains and rivers between her eyebrows. Her eyebrows were like a painting, and her temperament was graceful. Her waterfall-like black hair was casually tied behind her head. Her skin was white and tender, and her temperament was outstanding. Were it not for her pair of broken legs that delayed her, she would certainly be a dragon among men, a descendant who could win glory for the Imperial Family.
It was a pity that her pair of legs ruined her life. Even a junior from the side family dared to clamor in front of her door. She couldn't help but feel aggrieved and helpless.
"Your Royal Highness." Xiao Zheng walked forward very politely, and greeted with a smile.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Xiao." Ling Lai pushed the wheelchair himself, and didn't need to borrow someone else's help. He slowly came to the table, and said with a tranquil smile. "Mr. Xiao, I made a fool of myself just now."
"It's okay." Xiao Zheng shook his head and said. Then, he revealed a touch of confusion. "A mere princess dares to clamor in front of Your Royal Highness' door, isn't it too much?"
"It's okay." Ling Lai gently shook his head. "Why should I be calculative with a junior?"
Xiao Zheng gave a thumbs up and said, "Your Royal Highness is really broad-minded, admirable."
Ling Lai said with a smile, "There is danger at every step in the palace, and a little carelessness will lead to eternal damnation. Rather than saying that I'm broad-minded, it's better to say that I'm compromising. "
"Your Royal Highness has a profound state of mind." Xiao Zheng smiled slightly.
After a simple greeting, Ling Lai looked up slightly, and slowly asked, "Mr. Xiao, is everything ready?"
"Yes." Xiao Zheng nodded. "Only Your Royal Highness is left."
After a short pause, Xiao Zheng asked in confusion, "But I still have a question."
"Mr. Xiao, please go ahead." Ling Lai said with a smile.
"The person you brought in killed Itō." Xiao Zheng asked calmly. "How will you explain it to your mother?"
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