Chapter 372 Eavesdropping on Uncle's Gossip with Mu Yun Chu
Chapter 372 Eavesdropping on Uncle's Gossip with Mu Yun Chu
It's better to have two people together; it's safer to have two more eyes watching over you. Besides, this guy's martial arts skills are superior to yours... Gu Qingyue's double standards are quite obvious.
Jiang Luo, forgotten in the grass... I am not worthy of having two eyes, Master.
Half an hour later, Gu Qingyue arrived outside a side room and released her spiritual power to search carefully.
There is someone inside, but it's not Cui Shuming.
That's right, the 'Madam' who came out of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion with her today was actually Cui Shuming in disguise, just to find out Liu's purpose and, incidentally, to find out the purpose of the person behind her.
Qin was arranged to stay at Wenxianglou, which was comfortable and safe.
The two continued their search.
"Stop! There are two people talking in the front room," Mu Yun Chu said, pulling Gu Qing Yue by the waist and stopping her by a high wall outside a hanging flower gate.
His internal strength was profound, and his hearing was naturally excellent. Although he was still far from the room, it was enough for him to hear clearly.
Of course, he also knew that the little girl next to him had exceptional hearing.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyue listened carefully to the sound, and indeed, uh...
They were indeed talking, but it seemed to be a man and a woman, coughing and talking while 'doing business'.
Fortunately, she didn't have time to use her mental energy to search; otherwise, she would have had to gouge out her own eyes.
However, the man's voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.
"It is Prince An," Mu Yun Chu's voice came from the darkness.
Gu Qingyue's expression stiffened, feeling somewhat embarrassed. Was it inappropriate for her to eavesdrop on her uncle's conversation with his nephew?
An awkward atmosphere began to spread between the two of them, and Gu Qingyue could feel the large hand around her waist getting even hotter.
A moment later, a muffled groan came from inside. Cough cough, is that all?
I remember seeing Prince An at the palace banquet last time. He was tall and gentle, with the air of a handsome middle-aged man, but he didn't talk much and had a very low presence.
Now he's actually sleeping with women in a remote mountain village in the dead of night?
“That woman is more trouble than she's worth,” came Prince An’s clear voice after a brief silence.
"Your Highness, please don't be upset by her. My daughter is getting jealous," a woman's charming and melodious voice rang out, her beauty so alluring it could melt your heart.
Uh, Gu Qingyue got goosebumps.
She was certain that this woman was a stunning beauty, like a vixen. So this was the type Prince An liked! Who knew! Quite the flirt.
She turned and glanced furtively at Mu Yun Chu, wondering if all men liked this kind of woman. Well, she thought she could be like that too…
She can be very versatile, cough cough cough, just as she was thinking nonsense, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, "What nonsense are you thinking about?"
Mu Yun Chu's voice was low and tinged with a hint of mockery.
Gu Qingyue shuddered, then snapped back to reality in a second.
Having just overheard someone's conversation, and with Mu Yun Chu's deep masculine aura surrounding her, Gu Qing Yue instantly wanted to escape.
"No, no, find someone quickly," she absolutely refused to admit that she had misunderstood.
"Has that woman been settled?" Prince An's voice rang out again.
The woman giggled, her voice so sweet it could melt your heart, "Your Highness, rest assured, everything is arranged. Your Highness's concern for her suggests you may have taken a liking to her? Is she prettier than me?"
"Don't talk nonsense. She is the one who was instructed to be completely destroyed. I wouldn't stoop to such trouble."
After Prince An finished speaking, some indecent sounds rang out in the room again, as if the two of them were getting intimate again. Gu Qingyue turned her head away, feeling embarrassed and wanting to pick her toes.
"Let's go," Mu Yun Chu said, pulling her by the waist and heading towards the garden ahead.
Standing by the artificial hill in a corner of the garden, Gu Qingyue's mind cleared up a little.
"Who do you think Prince An is referring to?"
It's definitely not Liu.
Lady Liu shouldn't have the audacity to make Prince An obey her. Could it be that someone else wants to harm Lady Qin? To destroy Lady Qin?
Gu Qingyue rubbed her fingers.
"I will send someone to investigate," Mu Yun Chu said, looking at Gu Qing Yue's worried eyes and squeezing her hand.
"Okay, let's go find someone first," Gu Qingyue immediately snapped back to reality. This person would eventually reveal his true colors; saving people was the priority now.
As they were talking, they spotted a furtive figure walking quickly from the corridor next to the garden. The man looked to be around forty years old, dressed in a steward's clothes, and was looking around furtively as he walked, appearing guilty as if he had done something wrong.
Mu Yun Chu pulled Gu Qing Yue along to catch up quickly.
He stopped in front of a rather secluded side room.
"Something's up," Gu Qingyue said in a low voice.
Then, they watched as the man crouched down, unlocked the door to the side room, pressed a mechanism next to a bookshelf, and walked into a hidden door.
The two exchanged a glance. Although the night was deep, Mu Yun Chu could clearly see the excitement shining in the woman's bright eyes.
He stroked her hair with a mixture of helplessness and affection, then immediately slipped into the side room.
Upon entering the hidden door, the two smelled an unusual odor—the scent of fruit—and the temperature seemed to have dropped as well.
Gu Qingyue was a little confused. This man's sneaky, dodging and weaving maneuvers were as fierce as a tiger, but it turned out he was just here to steal fruit? Is this a fruit cellar?
Since we're already here, we should at least go in and take a look.
The two groped their way forward in the darkness, and after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at a relatively spacious cave entrance.
A chilly aura mixed with the fragrance of fruit wafted over, and what came into view was indeed a fruit cellar.
Looking around, there were baskets of apples and pears, as well as bright yellow oranges and pomelos.
Large blocks of ice were stacked together every ten meters or so next to the baskets. It was a fairly large fruit cellar. The fruit looked very fresh and had a pleasant, refreshing aroma.
But Mu Yun Chu and Gu Qing Yue had lost all interest in appreciating it; the man had vanished.
Gu Qingyue didn't believe he could disappear into thin air unless he possessed a spatial ability like her.
There is a hidden door.
Mu Yunchu nodded, and the two began searching everywhere in tacit agreement.
A moment later, a 'screech' sound came from a corner as a door opened.
Gu Qingyue walked over quickly and saw that it was the entrance to a cellar.
"Let's go," Gu Qingyue said without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the fruit cellar was empty.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
The cellar entrance opened, and Gu Qingyue jumped out first. She stretched out her long arm and grabbed someone out—it was Cui Shuming.
The one impersonating Qin Shi this time was Cui Shuming. To ensure her safety, she gave Cui Shuming a large amount of various medicinal powders for self-defense.
Just as Gu Qingyue and her companion went downstairs, they saw the man trying to take advantage of Cui Shuming. Cui Shuming kicked him in the groin and threw sleeping powder all over his face. Gu Qingyue's teeth ached at the sight.
Gu Qingyue was thinking that rescuing Cui Shuming would alert the enemy, so she was preparing to find a substitute.
So, that audacious yet tragically unfortunate man became the unlucky one.
In order to buy more time, Gu Qingyue also disguised him as 'Qin Shi'.
Of course, it only looks about 40-50% like him; his hair is messy, his clothes are not very neat, and he'll drag it out as long as he can.
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