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It had already been half a month since the last assassination. The wound on Bing Lanyue's shoulder had mostly healed, and she was able to get off the ground now.

In this period of time, Bing Lanyue had been staying in the Red Dust Inn, and there was no news about him being in the palace.

Many ministers were almost captured by Bing Lanyue's subordinates. They had been much more obedient in the past half month, but the empress dowager had sent out orders to seal the emperor's back.

The imperial harem was closely related to the previous dynasty, and the imperial harem was peaceful. Thus, the hearts of the previous dynasty's officials were set.

Xuanyuan Jin raised the issue of the seal in the imperial court, but the officials fell silent, no one daring to propose a candidate.

The news of Bing Lanyue being bestowed the title of wife had already spread throughout the world, and the various ministers could see that the Emperor was indulging the Imperial Concubine Bing in such a way. Even if many of the fathers of the Imperial Concubine Li had saved them, they would not dare to rashly suggest that the Imperial Concubine Li be granted the title of successor.

Bing Lanyue pretended not to know, she stayed inside the Red Dust Inn all day, and once again opened her Red Dust Inn, the price of the dishes was adjusted, it was only slightly more expensive than the other restaurants and inns in the capital.

Some of the capital's nobles were trying to curry favor with them, while others were trying to satisfy their appetite. The tavern was in full swing.

However, the rooms on the second and third floors were still not open for business, and the Red Dust Inn s still did not provide guests a room to stay in.

Today, Bing Lanyue stood on the third floor and looked at the customers eating downstairs as she calculated the time of arrival of the Prince Yi.

It would take a day or two for the pigeon to send a message to Prince Yi's territory. Logically speaking, it would only be a few days for Prince Yi to return to the capital.

Meng Xia ran upstairs and said: "Master, it's bad, there are many restaurants in the capital that cook the same dishes as us."

Bing Lanyue replied with an oh sound. She still frowned, and only after a while did she react. She wanted to ask Meng Xia which restaurant it was, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

In any case, he had copied the Chinese cuisine and culture. As for food, that was it. Even though the kitchen was strictly regulated, a true expert would know how to cook after eating once.

"Meng Xia, tell the wineries at the side to limit the supply, starting from today." Bing Lanyue did not want to earn much money from eating.

At first, there was nothing he could do. More than a thousand of his men were waiting to eat and drink. If he didn't earn more, how could he feed them?

Now, with all the money rolling in, Bing Lanyue had almost bought the entire West Market. Her business was all over the place, but she didn't care about that small amount of money.

The wine was different.

High alcohol could be used to disinfect wounds. She had thought that her wounds would soon become inflamed. In the era of cold weapons, there were no anti-inflammatory drugs. If her wounds became inflamed, then she wouldn't be too far off from death.

"The wine is mainly provided to our own people. We want to sell it to the outsiders as appropriate. The rich and powerful aristocrats in the capital will continue to supply the wine, but only in limited quantities. To the outsiders, in order to save the empire's food supply." Bing Lanyue said softly.

Meng Xia still didn't know what hunger marketing was, but Bing Lanyue knew it well.

With her limit, the price on the black market would definitely be outrageously high. Furthermore, with the wine brewing technology on her side, Bing Lanyue was not afraid.

Bing Lanyue returned to his room and sat by the window. She casually picked up a book and leaned against the back of the room as she quietly read.

But her heart was already out of the window, out of the city.

By noon, there was finally a message that Yun Yun was dead.

After hearing this news, Bing Lanyue slowly sighed, hoping that the Prince Yi wouldn't be sad.

At the moment, Prince Yi was less than a hundred miles away from the capital, and those escorting him were people from Longmen Escort Office.

He was not shackled, he was not ill-treated, and even allowed the Prince Yi to ride fine horses.

Prince Yi was well aware that he was the one who did all of this.

He stopped his horse in his tracks, took out the Merman's Tears bracelet from his chest, and revealed a smile.

Initially, he did not want to fight over anything after returning to the fief. However, after the news that came from the palace, he found out what Yun Yun had done.

Yun Yun's body was buried here, and they were on their way again.

On this trip back to the capital, the Prince Yi had probably found out where he was going. He had carried the hopes of too many people with him, and now, he was finally able to let go of his burden.

It was just that his heart would never be able to forget the first time he met her. Tears streamed down his face as he said the words, "I loved you."

The royalty and nobility, the alluring mountains and rivers, in his eyes, were like passing clouds. There was nothing to linger on.

If not for wanting to seize Bing Lanyue in his hands, he would have given up long ago.

"Perhaps, I should give up on such extravagant hopes that I shouldn't have. I'm still me now, so I can still go to the Red Dust Inn and drink some wine when I have nothing better to do." Prince Yi muttered to himself, then raised his horsewhip again, and rushed forward.

The bodyguards of Longmen Escort Office were not afraid of Prince Yi escaping, they followed leisurely, rushing all the way there. They would probably reach the capital by tomorrow, and would only be able to rest in the small city ahead of them tonight.

In fact, Bing Lanyue knew everything about the Prince Yi like the back of her hand. It was just that she ordered him not to tell her anything about the Prince Yi.

At night, Bing Lanyue calculated that it was about time, and sent a message to the harem.

She didn't know how to ask the Emperor to pardon Prince Yi. She had been conflicted for so many days already, but there was nothing she could do. It looked like Shi Qiuyue and the other two would have to think of something.

"Meng Xia, at night, let Wu Min come to my room." Bing Lanyue instructed.

As night fell, the hot air made people restless. Bing Lanyue bit her lips, the dry air and the hot air made her lips feel like she was on fire.

Wu Min and Ru Zui were busy arranging their brothers's defense. After hearing Meng Xia's message, they immediately came.

"Eldest Miss, what's the matter?" Wu Min asked.

Bing Lanyue had already written an envelope and gave it to Wu Min: "Tonight, you will go to Haoyue Palace and hand it over to Talented Lady Shi."

She didn't want to enter the Imperial Palace, but Wu Min could enter as she wished, so she just needed to walk the proper path of the Imperial Hospital Academy to enter the Palace.

Without saying a word, Wu Min immediately received the letter, and without asking anything, turned and left.

Bing Lanyue waved her fan. The sky wasn't bright today, there were no stars in the sky, and the hot air filled every corner of the capital.

It was so oppressive.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a torrential downpour.

With a solemn face, Bing Lanyue listened to the sound of the heavy rain hitting on the window, and then went to bed.

It rained heavily the whole night. The next day, it was still raining. Sometimes it was raining, sometimes it was drizzling, and sometimes it was resting.

Until noon, when no one came to the tavern to eat and drink, Bing Lanyue simply told Meng Xia to close the door.

She sat behind the counter and started flipping through the account books, not reading a single word.

I think the Prince Yi will arrive today. With my brother from the Longmen Escort Office protecting me, there shouldn't be any danger on the way.

Normally, when one was in a city, they would have to report to the escort agency's branch before entering the city to report to the Red Dust Inn.

If the Prince Yi were to return to the capital, he would definitely come to the Red Dust Inn.

She stared at the account book in front of her for a full ten minutes, her hands clutching it, ready to tear it apart.

"Mistress, it's time for lunch." Meng Xia reminded them from the side.

Only now did Bing Lanyue come back to her senses, and said: "Oh, then let's eat now."

She got up and found that her legs and legs had become numb. She did not expect to sit here all morning.

Bing Lanyue was moving her muscles and bones, the inn's door was pushed open, she subconsciously looked towards the door, and was stunned.

Who else could it be other than Prince Yi but the haggard man at the door?

"His Royal Highness King Yi?" Bing Lanyue exclaimed.

Prince Yi no longer had his elegant and graceful appearance from before. His face was filled with exhaustion, and his clothes were a little wet.

His hair had also become a lot more fluffy, and his eyes revealed a faint sense of irritation. However, when he saw Bing Lanyue, he also felt a little warmth.

"This sinful subject pays his respect to Imperial Concubine Bing." Prince Yi made a big bow.

Bing Lanyue was startled again. It was so close, but also felt so far. Everything seemed like it happened yesterday. Prince Yi was still magnanimous towards the world, but today …

"Prince Yi, please rise. No need to be so polite. " Bing Lanyue heaved a sigh of relief.

She took a look at the people behind Prince Yi. Dozens of people were dressed in straw capes, carrying a bamboo hat, serial crossbow s by their waists, plain swords, and hand grenades on their shoulders. She knew that these were the brothers from Longmen Escort Office.

Bing Lanyue cupped her hands: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. Meng Xia, bring these brothers next door, get them some delicious food."

Meng Xia practiced nodding, she then went out and carefully closed the door.

"Your subject is fearful, esteemed wangfei …" Prince Yi smiled bitterly.

Bing Lanyue turned to the guard at the side and said, "Serve the wine and dishes."

Once finished, he gestured again: "Please have a seat Prince Yi."

Very quickly, the food and wine had all arrived. Whether it was Duan Liu's men, Wu Min who returned early in the morning, or even Huo Feng who could only move a little, they all went from the corridor of the second floor to the shop next door. There was no one else in the Red Dust Inn.

Ru Zui led her people to either play with the ants in the backyard or take a natural shower on the roof.

"Prince Yi, please." Bing Lanyue poured a cup of wine for the Prince Yi with a smile.

Prince Yi laughed mischievously, rubbed his hands together, and downed the wine in one gulp.

"Cough, cough, cough …" Empress, it is your responsibility to speak of the most unscrupulous merchant in the world. In the feudal fiefdom, drinking at the Red Dust Inn costs me over a hundred silver taels! " Prince Yi took out the Merman's Tears bracelet as he spoke.

Bing Lanyue's heart ached, she pointed to the bracelet and asked: "What does that mean?"

Prince Yi shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I know about the money for the wine. Even if the emperor drinks at the Red Dust Inn, he has to pay."

Bing Lanyue's slender fingers caressed the Merman's Tears's bracelet and said: "Your Highness is being too courteous.

The Prince Yi chuckled, and pushed the bottle towards Bing Lanyue: "I presume this is the last time I'll be drinking at the Red Dust Inn, a person needs to have an end to himself."