"I'm not an ordinary manservant. I demand treatment that matches my outstanding qualities!" Meng Fuyao squatted in front of the Fragrant Courtyard of Prince De's Residence in the East Corner of Zhongzhou City, grabbing onto the manservant's clothes in protest.
There was no movement in the room. Yao Xun gave her a sideways glance and tugged at her. "Hey, Miss Meng, you drank wine that's worth tens of thousands of gold coins. You should be a manservant to repay your debt. This, this … it's a little too much to ask for anything else …"
"What do you know!" Meng Fuyao pushed him back. "I'm just annoying him. He's so quiet and clean. I'm going to annoy him until he admits defeat. "
She imagined how beautiful it would be when the cold wind blew through the holes in the paper at night. She laughed happily. 'I poke, I poke, I poke, I poke, I poke … Ouch!'
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her fingertip, as if she had been pricked by a needle. She quickly retracted her hand and saw that there was a bead of blood on her fingertip. "I can't believe you're so vicious! There's actually an ambush! "
With a whoosh, the window was quietly opened. Zong Yue, dressed as white as snow, was sitting in a lotus position in front of the window. Behind him was a large brocade screen embroidered with white maple leaves. The leaves were dark red in color, with their jagged teeth tinged with yellow. They were bright and beautiful, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in them.
He pinched a hollow needle with his fingertips and looked at the thin blood flowing in the needle thoughtfully. He said lightly, "I once met Lady Fei Yan, the Saintess of the Divine Space, in Fufeng. She told me that if there was a seventeen-year-old virgin who cultivated the Supreme Heart Sutra, she would be a rare Blood Sacrifice Body. She had been looking for it for many years but could not find it. If I meet her, I must inform her." He shook the blood needle in his hand and fell into deep thought. Without looking at Meng Fuyao, he muttered, "I've tried many blood sacrificing bodies that Lady Fei Yan wants, but none of them are suitable. I wonder if this one is suitable?"
Meng Fuyao squatted by the window and laughed angrily. "What else can you do other than threaten, blackmail, oppress, and frame people?"
Zong Yue looked up and threw a basket to her through the window, saying, "I'll show you what I know now. Please pluck the tender tips of the Aesculus septempunctata in the garden and grind them in the cauldron. I want to use them. Remember, they have to be as fine as powder and they have to be the most tender tips."
Instead, Yao Xun stepped forward to grab her and dragged her away.
"Pick them up and go pick them up." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw some grass by the side of the road. "Hey, this grass looks like Seven Leaf Grass, exactly the same … Hey, go pick it and grind it up for Zong Yue. Didn't he want to show me what he's made of? Let's see if he can tell. "
Without waiting for Yao Xun to answer, she waved her hand and said, "I'm going shopping."
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Zhongzhou was indeed the most prosperous city in the Five Continents. It was different from the rumored high-walled city of Pan Du, the capital city of Tiansha. Zhongzhou was luxurious and prosperous, and its people were carefree and relaxed. Everywhere one looked, one could see the satisfaction and leisure unique to the people of a flourishing age. From the snow-white bare feet of young girls selling flowers, from the customers who soaked in tea houses for half a day, from the scholars who talked loudly in guilds, from the merchants who traded goods in the bazaar, from the red sleeves fluttering in the wind in the brothels, and from the gambling houses filled with the fragrance of cosmetics and the smell of meat and wine, one could see the eclecticism and diversity of the city.
According to a famous wandering poet, Pan Du was like a tall, strong, and powerful man with a dignified bearing, unmoving like a mountain. Zhongzhou, on the other hand, was like an elegant young man with a high crown and wide sleeves. Indulgence and refinement coexisted, magnificence and romance coexisted.
Meng Fuyao wandered aimlessly on the streets, buying some trinkets. She was now rich, and although Zong Yue wasn't a good person, the money he provided for her wasn't bad. If it wasn't for the fact that she had found a free sugar daddy who took care of her food and lodging, she would have run away long ago.
As she passed the main street, there were fewer people, and the road widened. In front of her was an exquisite and gorgeous building complex, but it didn't look like a palace. The walls were so short that Meng Fuyao could easily jump over them. There were also houses scattered around. Meng Fuyao asked an old man who passed by. The old man smiled at her and said, "Miss, you must be an outsider. This is the temporary imperial residence of the Crown Prince."
"The Crown Prince's temporary imperial residence? Only the Emperor can have a temporary imperial residence, right?"
"Is the Everlasting Crown Prince an ordinary Crown Prince? He has long held the power of the Limitless Nation and is only short of ascending the throne. " The old man was displeased. "According to what you said, only the Emperor has a title. Doesn't the Everlasting Crown Prince also have a title?"
"Oh? What title? "Meng Fuyao asked casually. It seemed that Zhangsun Wuji was very popular in the nation.
"Is the title of the Crown Prince something that people like us are qualified to mention?" The old man hurried on. "Miss, just stay here and take a look. The Crown Prince rarely comes here, so this temporary imperial residence is a quiet place. I'm sure he's not here today." He then pointed at the low palace wall. "See that low wall? There are many herbs planted in the garden outside the palace for the convenience of the poor. You can just climb over the wall to get them. It's actually not that difficult to see the Crown Prince, but people don't want to disturb him."
Meng Fuyao mumbled, "There's no defense at all. Be careful of assassins sneaking in." She walked around, and indeed, there were many herbs in the garden. She suddenly had an idea. 'Wouldn't it be money to steal some and sell them?'
A quarter of an hour later, Meng Fuyao, who had just entered the herb garden, stood up sneakily. Her arms were bulging with a large pile of herbs. She was knowledgeable in medicine, so she chose the more valuable ones and planned to sell them to Zong Yue later. She was going to make a killing.
After stealing for half a day, she felt a little warm, and her hands were stained with mud. She looked left and right, trying to find some water to wash her hands with. Suddenly, she saw a clear pond behind a fake mountain. On the other side of the pond was a steel-red tree with black flowers. She frowned, thinking that it looked like the Divine Green Tree that the old Taoist had mentioned. Its bark was a top-notch medicine for strengthening one's body and strengthening one's vitality. It was also very helpful for her Cleaving the Nine Heavens technique. Coveting it, she snuck closer.
Before she could get close, a pair of golden-armored guards appeared from behind the rockery. They crossed their spears and blocked her way. "Behind you is the outer hall of the Crown Prince's temporary imperial residence. Those who are here to pick herbs, please stop here."
"Oh." Meng Fuyao rolled her eyes and giggled. "I'm not going over, but Brother Soldier, can I climb up the rockery and see what the temporary imperial residence looks like? I can tell my wife about it when I get back. "
The two guards looked at each other. It was common for commoners to make such requests out of admiration for the Crown Prince, so they were used to it. They smiled leniently and said, "Go up and take a look. Don't lose your footing."
"Ah, thanks." Meng Fuyao climbed the rockery. When she passed by them, she flipped her fingers and the two guards fell to the ground.
"Sigh, Zhangsun Wuji has trained these soldiers really well. Wow, they're all so obedient. They're so obedient." Meng Fuyao looked around. There was no one as far as the eye could see. It was really empty and unguarded. She couldn't help but be overjoyed. She climbed up the rockery in a few steps and jumped down without even looking at what the temporary imperial residence looked like.
Under the sky, on top of the fake mountain, a black figure leaped up and dived into the pond behind the fake mountain like a swallow returning to the forest.
"Freestyle preparation! I'm coming! "
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