"Junior Brother, where are you going?"
Senior Brother Zhu called out to Feng Wu.
Feng Wu couldn't tell him where she was taking Mu Yan.
She turned around and said, "We're going to check on His Royal Highness. I wonder how he's doing."
Senior Brother Zhu agreed, so he told Feng Wu to leave.
Once they were out of sight, Mu Yan looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment. "You said you wanted to tell me a secret. What is it?"
Feng Wu said, "You can't say that here. Someone will hear you."
Mu Yan asked, "Is it that serious?"
Feng Wu said, "Of course! It's a secret! "
Mu Yan looked around, then said to Feng Wu, "We're very close to Lotus Yard. Let's talk there."
Feng Wu nodded, then followed Mu Yan.
Once they were in Lotus Yard, Mu Yan looked back at Feng Wu. "Tell me, what secret —"
However, before Mu Yan could finish, Feng Wu knocked her out with a karate chop.
Mu Yan's last memory is of a swampy darkness …
Feng Wu didn't waste any more time, for time was precious to her.
She put Mu Yan on the bed and pulled the quilt over her. Then, she disguised herself as Mu Yan.
She had met Mu Yan many times, so she had noticed Mu Yan's expressions, words, and habitual movements and committed them to memory.
Feng Wu gave Mu Yan a meaningful look. "… You're going to be my scapegoat again. How about I call you Doctor Scapegoat?"
Mu Yan would be mad at Feng Wu if she were awake.
Meanwhile, Feng Wu headed straight for the crown prince's main courtyard after she left the courtyard.
Feng Wu had already learned about it.
There were four Spiritual Kingdom cultivators guarding the main courtyard, and they were stationed on the roof in four different directions.
There was also a Spiritual Saint.
This Spiritual Saint was the deputy steward of Dongsang's imperial court.
Ever since Leng Yexiao was chosen as the crown prince, this deputy steward had been by his side to protect him.
When Leng Yexiao fought Jun Linyuan, the deputy steward had been busy looking for something with Feng Wu and hadn't been there, which was why the battle had gone out of control.
Now, fearing that something would happen to Leng Yexiao again, the deputy steward had been guarding him.
Behind a curtain, the deputy steward sat in a corner and rested with his eyes closed.
Feng Wu took a deep breath.
What she had to do now, she had to be bold, careful, and cautious.
Because this was the moment when everything depended on it.
Just as Feng Wu was carefully preparing to set up the trap, she heard the deputy's cold voice behind her.
Feng Wu went stiff and a chill ran down her spine.
If Feng Wu didn't answer right …
Feng Wu rolled her eyes at the deputy steward. "You're from the imperial palace, aren't you? How can you be so insensitive?"
Feng Wu had brought him some warm water earlier, so she was taking off Leng Yexiao's shirt and wiping him clean. "His Royal Highness likes to be clean, and you know that. Moreover, we've already had sex. Deputy Steward, would you … leave us alone?"
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