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Sun Liuxiang was unable to do anything but firmly remember Xia Yuhan's words: "Sister, you must be careful on this journey. If anything happens, you know we cannot possibly compete with that Minister of Revenue."
"Don't worry, sister. As long as I, Xia Yuhan, am here, defeating Minister Li is just a matter of time. If you have no other matters, you should head back for now. I want to rest early."
Xia Yuhan's last statement did not seem like a mere formality to Sun Liuxiang. Sun Liuxiang had intended to stay a little longer to comfort Xia Yuhan or think of ways for her to avoid this danger, but in the end, she could not find the words.
It was not that she did not want to help Xia Yuhan, but rather that the methods she thought of felt powerless and pale.
So when Xia Yuhan wanted to rest, despite her reluctance, she had no choice but to leave: "Sister, take care. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling. This may be the last time we meet."
"Alright, sister. Are you cursing me? It's nothing. Just go back."
"Okay..."
After that, Xia Yuhan's room instantly returned to tranquility. She was already quite tired and had not dared to sleep deeply all night due to concerns about the black-clad men.
But tonight she decided to sleep soundly because, in Sun Liuxiang's words, if she didn't sleep now, she might never have the chance again.
On the roof of Xia Yuhan's house, an old man was casually swinging his legs while lying on the rooftop, staring blankly at the dim stars.
He had gone out for meat and lost track of Xia Yuhan. Fortunately, she returned on her own; otherwise, when Cang Yile came back, he would surely face a cold expression from him.
The old man feared nothing more than his Disciple giving him the cold shoulder. Otherwise, he would struggle for nights without finding a good companion to play with.
Sigh... It was easy to guard here. Tomorrow he wouldn't be able to enter the palace again. Even if he had a hundred hearts dedicated to protecting Yuhan Tuer, it would be futile.
Thinking of this, the old man sighed deeply in his heart.
In his younger days as a mountain bandit, no one chased after him shouting for blood. This Yuhan Tuer faced danger at every turn and completely overshadowed his glory. It was truly infuriating.
Two disciples are more famous than him. Although one has not officially taken on a student yet, the other often appears in the martial arts world as an assassin...
Sigh... How has that old man been surviving all these years?
The long night passed quietly under the old man's lamentations.
However, the next morning when he woke up, it was due to being thrown awake.
"Ouch. It hurts so much. How did I sleep so carelessly?"
As the old man complained, Xia Yuhan had already finished her grooming and stepped out.
Her appearance was dazzling enough to blind the old man's eyes: "Wow, wow, wow. The update is truly beautiful."
Xia Yuhan smiled lightly: "Old Mischief Maker. If Prince Yile's Master's Wife saw you like this, who knows what might happen."
Upon hearing this, the old man jumped back a few steps: "That's true. But Yuhan Tuer, you really are stunning today."
Xia Yuhan fell silent. The entire courtyard quieted down with her silence, as if the whole place had become tranquil.
In the courtyard, Hundred Flowers bloomed in unison. Xia Yuhan, dressed in a fiery red outfit, overshadowed the beauty of the Hundred Flowers.
She hadn't deliberately dressed up today; she simply wore light makeup. Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, and with every blink of her eyes, she looked like a beautiful landscape painting coming to life.
She changed her hairstyle from her youthful look to one resembling a lotus flower, adorned with golden and emerald decorations atop her hair bun. A few strands of bangs framed her face, and combined with her fiery red attire, she appeared even more dazzling and enchanting.
The so-called golden and emerald decorations were merely white crystals that sparkled under the sunlight. This kind of adornment was unique to her alone. Just based on this point, she would undoubtedly outshine everyone today.
Although the old man was quite afraid of Cang Yile's Master's Wife, he couldn't help but steal a few more glances at Xia Yuhan: "When I used to see you with straight bangs, I thought you had great charm. Now with your side bangs, your grace and elegance are truly remarkable. You are incredibly beautiful. If you remain silent like this, your allure will only deepen."
Xia Yuhan did not expect that today Old Mischief Maker would continuously praise her sincerely. To be honest, when she faced the modern glass mirror, she was also taken aback. Because the person in that mirror was truly beautiful. Even she herself was captivated by the reflection.
"Alright, Old Mischief Maker. We need to head out to the palace soon. Why don't you accompany me?"
"Sure, sure. Once that old man makes his appearance, it will be quite a spectacle."
Xia Yuhan immediately felt a wave of frustration wash over her. She sighed and said to Zhi Tao behind her, “Zhi Tao, let’s go.”
“Yes, Second Sister.”
On their way, the two of them remained silent. The servants at Xia Manor, whom Xia Yuhan had rescued, learned that she was going to the palace today and came to see her off. They were all captivated by Xia Yuhan's beauty and grace.
If it weren't for Xia Yuhan's simple grooming and casual hairstyle today, no one would have been so surprised. It turned out that their Second Sister could also be as beautiful as a fairy.
"Alright, Zhi Tao. Let’s stop here for now. This time, you stay at Xia Manor. Help my mother manage some affairs well. I’ll leave first before my mother arrives."
“Second Sister… but Second Sister…” Zhi Tao wanted to say something more, but seeing Xia Yuhan's determined expression, she had no choice but to give up.
The old man seized the opportunity and quickly hopped onto the carriage, taking on the role of the driver.
…
Just as Xia Yuhan stepped out, Xia Wan'er was also preparing to leave through the side door. However, the only one who came to see her off was Golden Granny.
All the attention had been stolen by that scoundrel.
For a while now, she had been forced to stay in her mother's room and was not allowed to go anywhere. It was suffocating.
Moreover, once she stepped outside, all the servants avoided her as if she were a plague. This made Xia Wan'er even more furious.
Golden Granny looked at Xia Wan'er with a grim expression and quickly reminded her, "Sister, you must remain calm. She cannot act recklessly at Xia Manor. However, once we reach the Flower Viewing Banquet, it will be a different story. Remember Madam's words; you must find the right moment. Perhaps this time we can use the Flower Viewing Banquet to defeat Xia Yuhan once and for all."
After hearing Golden Granny's comforting words, Xia Wan'er felt much better inside. "Don't worry, Golden Granny. I will unite with my sisters at the banquet to deal with her. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, she is just a lowly scoundrel born of a concubine."
"Go on then. Be careful on your way."
"Yes, Golden Granny. I will be extra cautious. Now, I shall take my leave."
With that, Xia Wan'er eagerly boarded the carriage. The time had come for her to shine in front of everyone. After enduring so much bad luck, it was finally her turn to show her true colors.
She was determined to use today's glory to defeat Xia Yuhan and reclaim all the grievances she had suffered at Xia Manor recently.
……
The carriage that Xia Yuhan was riding in was just an ordinary one. However, the carriage's compartment had been reinforced multiple times by Xia Yuhan. Although it did not look very appealing, it was quite sturdy.
This time entering the palace, Xia Yuhan did not bring too many people with her; she only had a driver and an Old Mischief Maker. All other miscellaneous items were stored in her Treasure Chest.
Even though she knew it was a trap, she still wanted to see for herself how the Queen set up this trap.
The deeper the traps were laid, the more it showed that the Queen held her in high regard.
Since the opponent had drawn their sword, how could she not respond? Therefore, Xia Yuhan prepared for battle. If she could not withstand the Queen, then she would have to accept her fate.
At that moment, the old man opened the sturdy carriage door and climbed in. "Hehe. I didn't expect this carriage to look so ordinary on the outside but be quite solid inside. By the way, on a serious note, it seems that Xia Wan'er has also left Xia Manor to attend the Flower Viewing Banquet. You should be extra cautious."
"Old Mischief Maker, thank you for your reminder. I already knew that Xia Wan'er would attend the Flower Viewing Banquet. I also know that they will definitely use this great opportunity to eliminate me."
"You... you... you know? Have you already thought of a countermeasure?" The old man's excessive calmness made him feel uneasy about Xia Yuhan's composure.
"I'm out of options. Let's deal with it when the time comes. By the way, Old Mischief Maker, if anything unfortunate happens to me, please remember to protect my mother. Let's save the gratitude for the next life."
The old man shrank his head back and said, "Tch. You're still young, acting like you're on the brink of death. Trying to scare people? Go on, take care of your own mother..."
Before the old man could finish his sentence, the carriage suddenly came to a sharp halt.
"Second Sister, it's bad. There's danger." Just as the coachman outside finished speaking, he was shot dead by an arrow.
Immediately after, countless arrows rained down on them. In just a moment, their carriage was turned into a porcupine.
The old man curiously touched the thick iron plating while peering through the iron window at the outside: "Is it really necessary to be this ruthless? They've even sent archers. Yuhan Tuer, just wait. Watch me take them down without leaving a trace."
"Please wait a moment. They definitely won't give up so easily. Just wait a bit longer; you might get shot into a big hole as soon as you go out."
The old man stroked his beard in confusion: "How could that be? Those dimwitted fellows wouldn't think that far ahead. Besides, I'm quite skilled. How could these ordinary people possibly harm me?"
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