Baili Feiyue went out and looked at Ye Lin who was leaning against the doorpost at the door.
Before Baili Feiyue could speak, Ye Lin took the initiative and said, "Benefactor, my little benefactor has treated me with great kindness. I can't betray her."
Although they are both benefactors, they are also mother and daughter.
But the meaning is different for Yelin.
The benefactor rescued him from the Night City auction and set him free.
This little benefactor almost gave him a new life!
Even though it’s just a piece of clothing!
Baili Feiyue gave him a dumbfounded look, "Then did she say that she couldn't tell me what happened?"
Yelin recalled it, except that the benefactor said something deliberately when he was teasing Princess Jingli, and nothing else was said at all.
Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "No."
Baili Feiyue clicked her tongue again, "I'm not the kind of person who wants to hang my child under my nose all day long. Let me ask you, if you can say it, just say it. If you think you can't say it, don't say it."
"The smell of blood still lingers on your bodies. Have you killed someone?"
Ye Lin nodded, "Someone was following my little benefactor, and I was asked to cut off the heads of those people."
"Jiu'er should know who is following him?"
"Know."
Baili Feiyue's eyes turned, "Jiu'er disguised himself and went to the inn where the overseas envoys of Xiyue live? Or was he going to the inn where the envoy Fengluan was housed?"
Ye Linmu's red eyes narrowed slightly in an unusually calm manner.
Does she know everything?
Baili Feiyue gave him the answer directly, "She has the fragrance of the agarwood carriage in the Phoenix Messenger team."
Although it was very faint, she could still smell it.
What's more, when a layman smells the aroma of agarwood, the difference is not very big.
But when she smelled it, almost every piece of different agarwood had a different scent.
For those who study medicine, distinguishing the smell of flowers, plants and trees is just the most basic homework.
When Yelin suddenly realized what he thought she would ask, Baili Feiyue waved her hand indifferently, "Okay, it's okay."
Yelin was speechless.
But there was one thing he felt he still needed to remind, "Benefactor, Princess Mansion..."
"The Princess Mansion is not a good place. The people sent to follow you are probably Princess Jingli's people."
Under the moonlight, Baili Feiyue turned back with a smile, "But so what? It makes other people look down on you, but I have to entertain you with wine, meat, food, drinks, laughter. It's also very interesting. I don't have it anyway.
What a loss."
He walked over and patted Ye Lin on the shoulder naturally, "Young man, please enjoy yourself. If you need anything, just tell the people in the Princess Mansion to be polite."
Baili Feiyue left, leaving Ye Lin standing there stunned.
Sure enough, they are... biological mother and daughter.
Besides, it’s another place at the moment.
The residence of Dongfang Qing, the seventh prince of Xiyue Kingdom.
Dongfang Qing looked at Butler Bai who had been wandering around his study for a long time, tidying up this and wiping this, but actually looking at him all the time. He put down the book in his hand and said, "Uncle Bai, it's late at night, I don't need you here.
Wait. Go down and rest."
"Your Highness..."
Butler Bai couldn't help it as if a cat was scratching his heart, "Your Highness, I really didn't expect Miss Ling San that she would come to Xiyue Kingdom right after me. Although I really wanted to take care of her nearby, I couldn't
Just thinking that she is now in the capital of Xiyue Kingdom, still in the residence of Her Royal Highness Princess Jingli, makes my heart agitate."
Dongfang Qing looked at him with dark eyes, "Jingli is quite reliable and will not reveal her identity. You don't have to worry about her safety in her mansion." This is why he asked Jingli to come forward and invite her to the princess's mansion.
It’s unknown how many people with ulterior motives will follow behind her.
Especially after the incident at Dajing Execution Ground.
"It's not that I don't believe in Her Royal Highness Princess Jingli, but..."
Although it is a serious crime to speak arbitrarily about the king in private, Butler Bai still said, "I am worried... Your Highness, you also know that in this land of Xiyue, there is nothing that can be hidden from His Majesty, the Ming Emperor."
"Jingli has so many friends."
That’s what it says, but that’s it!
What if it happens? Butler Bai is always uneasy in his heart.
"Your Highness, I don't know why Miss Ling San came to Xiyue Kingdom. Why don't we help her and finish what she has to do, so that she can return to Dajing as soon as possible..."
"Find someone."
What?
Butler Bai didn't react too well, "Looking for someone? Who to look for."
Dongfang Qing calmly uttered a few words as usual, "Regent of Dajing, eldest grandson Wuji."
"He he he..."
Butler Bai stuttered, "Didn't he already..."
Then he almost jumped, "People from all over the world think they are dead. Does this mean in our Western Moon Kyoto?"
"How could such a person die in the hands of others like this?" Obviously he knew something!
Butler Bai was even less calm now, "Then what does the Regent of Dajing mean? If he hadn't died, he would have watched Miss Ling San being forced like that in Dajing? After knowing her identity, the Regent of Dajing
It's 'gone'. The old slave still feels in his heart that this may be a good thing. After all, the Regent of Dajing is a person that your Highness has always mentioned as not to be underestimated. I am afraid that Miss Ling San will be fooled by others..."
"She was more than stupid and deceived."
Butler Bai glared, "What else did he do to Miss Ling San?"
"I don't know what else I did, but there is one thing that I started to pay attention to very early."
Dongfang Qing's face turned cold, "If I guess correctly, Changsun Wuji is borrowing her hand to exchange blood for the Dajing court."
When Butler Bai heard this, he couldn't care less about the difference between master and servant.
He was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table in front of him, "Your Highness, although Miss Ling San's true identity is difficult to reveal now, but do you want to find a way to recognize her as soon as possible? I think this is not worth it.
There is no need to go back to Dajing, General Laoshizi’s Mansion, Prince Regent’s Mansion, etc.!”
Dongfang Qing, who was as cold as jade, had a rare serious expression. After being silent for a while, he said, "This is not the most important thing, Uncle Bai. What I am worried about is... her feelings for the Regent of Da Jing..."
"Emotions..." Butler Bai was stunned.
Dongfang Qing lowered his eyes slightly, "But don't worry, Uncle Bai, I already have a solution."
…
Besides, at this moment, Baili Feiyue had already cleaned herself up in a simple disguise and quietly left the princess mansion.
The destination was directly the place Ling Duan Nian told her.
Although she was not familiar with Xiyuejing, she had inquired about that place clearly before coming here.
However, the nearest road to that place happened to be just a street away from the post house where the Fengluan envoy was housed.
Originally, Baili Feiyue didn't know that the Feng Luan envoy was staying in this inn, and she couldn't smell the carriage beyond a certain distance. After all, she didn't have a dog's nose.
But now the streets are full of people talking about Fengluan with great interest, and people come here to watch the fun from a distance.
Now that we are so close to Su Yi.
Baili Feiyue simply took a turn and headed towards the inn where the envoy Fengluan lived.
After all, the state of Suyi I saw during the day was so abnormal!
She was worried.
After half a stick of incense, Baili Feiyue sneaked into the post house where the Feng Luan envoy lived.
Xiyue Kingdom would naturally not neglect such a valuable messenger as Feng Luan.
The post house is brightly lit, and there are groups of post officials and servants coming and going, making it almost difficult to find a way out.
Baili Feiyue chose an opportunity, and after catching a maid unconscious, she simply molded a medicine-skin mask, put on the maid's clothes, and like the others, she lowered her head slightly and followed in an upright manner.