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At this moment, Yuan Jin was wearing a set of night clothes as he walked down a secluded street.

Looking at his Master's attire, Cen Yi actually didn't know how to react for a while.

Why did Master think of wearing night clothes? He had never been in this habit before.

Cen Yi could not understand, and what he could not understand was, why did the Master come to the Ji Mansion for? Moreover, it was the middle of the night. If there was anything, he could just tell them to do it.

"Master, we have arrived." Cen Yi said as he stood in front of the Ji Mansion's gate with lowered eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he could feel the ferocious killing intent coming from Master's body.

His heart trembled, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Yuan Jin nodded, "Let's go."

With that said, he rushed over the wall and headed towards Ji Mansion.

Cen Yi anxiously followed, the two of them went straight into Ji Haolin's room.

There was a pageboy guarding the door. His head was bobbing up and down in a tired manner.

Cen Yi very consciously went up and knocked the boy unconscious.

Then, he tilted his ear to listen for movement in the room. After confirming that the person had fallen asleep, he slowly and carefully opened the door.

Yuan Jin walked in, and stared coldly at the person who was sleeping on the bed.

Cen Yi's body trembled again. Master, don't release any more pressure.

"Beat him unconscious and take him away." Yuan Jin instructed.

"Yes." Cen Yi nodded, and directly walked to the side of the bed. Seeing Ji Haolin who was sleeping soundly, he sneered, extended his hand and lightly tapped him on the body, then placed him on his shoulder and walked back to the side of the Prince Yan.

Yuan Jin looked around the entire room, and finally, his gaze landed on the desk in the room.

There were a few books on the table, but with Yuan Jin's sharp eyes, he could still see the tip of an envelope from underneath the books.

He walked over and took out the envelope, and upon seeing the words' Mo Weinong's personal letter 'written on the cover, his expression became even uglier.

Very good, one letter was not enough, and he still wanted to write another?

The smile on Yuan Jin's face became even more sinister, he pulled out the letter and saw that it started with 'Little Sister Weinong', but he did not want to read the rest of the words.

He immediately kept the envelope and turned to Cen Yi, "Let's go."

"Yes, Master."

The two of them once again quietly left the Ji Mansion.

From start to finish, the entire Ji Mansion did not notice anything, and did not know that the second young master that everyone praised had already disappeared.

And at this time, Mo Weinong had waited nearly two hours and after she did not see Yuan Jin return, she finally returned to her own Female Envoy Palace depressed and angry.

On the morning of the next day, when Lan Qin entered the house again, she saw that her young miss did not seem to be in good spirits.

"Miss … Yesterday, yesterday, did you and Prince Yan quarrel? " Otherwise, why would the Prince Yan look so ugly when he left, and the Young Miss not even say anything after returning to her room by herself, so useless that she would not even be able to eat dinner?

Mo Weinong's movements froze, and then she started to eat her breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Lan Qin felt that she should be the kind and considerate female servant that could help the young miss overcome her troubles. However, the young miss was too preoccupied with her own matters and was not willing to speak up for her.

At that moment, the sound of running came from outside the door.

Immediately after that, the frail and frail figure of the Eighth Prince came in. He directly ran to Mo Weinong's side, grabbed her hand and said, "Sister Mo, Sister Mo, I have something to ask of you."

When Mo Weinong saw him, her heart unconsciously softened. She reached out to stroke his head, telling him to sit down and eat. "What do you mean by don't ask? Tell me, if there's anything I can do, I'll definitely help you. Come, let's eat first, Lan Qin, give Zifeng a bowl and chopsticks. "

"I've already eaten." The Eighth Prince shook his head and impatiently said, "I heard that there is a bookstore on Wan Jing Street with many beautiful books. There is also a lonely book, the library is very rich, I want to take a look and see if I can find a few books that fit my needs."

"Okay, if you want to go, I'll take you in the afternoon."

After a few days of treatment, the people of Eighth Prince had become a lot better. Furthermore, after having a good meal and living well, having been introduced to, she had become more cheerful and spirited.

Mo Weinong had never thought of locking him in this small Female Envoy Palace forever, as a boy, he still had to go out and walk around.

At the very least, they had to be familiar with the capital city.

There were very few people in the palace who knew the Eighth Prince s, let alone those outside the palace. Furthermore, Eighth Prince's face and clothes had greatly changed from before. If it wasn't someone like Sixth Prince who was extremely familiar with him, no one would really be able to recognize him.

Even if they recognized him, it did not matter. As of now, the matters of the Eighth Prince was gradually fading away, and not many people were paying attention to him. It was good for him to have the chance to walk around.

But the Eighth Prince refused, "Don't go in the afternoon, go now. I heard that the bookstore was only open for half a day and didn't buy books in the afternoon. I only opened a teahouse in the backyard for the scholars to discuss their knowledge. Therefore, there will be a lot of people buying books in the morning. If we go too late, we won't be able to line up. "

Hearing his words, Mo Weinong could only nod her head. Ever since Eighth Prince stayed in the Female Envoy Palace, he had been extremely obedient and never brought up any requests.

It was rare that he would be so anxious to beg her for help even after opening her mouth. Naturally, Mo Weinong wasn't willing to let her wish go.

She nodded, and after finishing the rest of the breakfast, she let the carriage driver put on the carriage and brought Eighth Prince out.

It was still early, but Eighth Prince looked very anxious, urging him nonstop, "There's no one on this road, let's go faster."

The carriage moved slowly, and the pedestrians beside it walked slower than it, causing Eighth Prince to feel anxious.

Mo Weinong looked at him strangely, feeling that he was in a restless mood this morning.

"Sister Mo, why are you looking at me like that?"

Eighth Prince also felt that his actions were too hasty, he slightly lowered his head and explained, "I, I actually took a fancy to a solo book, and wanted to buy it to give to Grandfather as a gift. My Grandfather liked it, so, I … I'm afraid I'll buy it for someone else. "

Mo Weinong nodded her head, "En, being filial is a good thing." However, she seemed to be deep in thought as she looked at Eighth Prince.

Eighth Prince looked out of the window, his face still anxious.

When the carriage was about to reach Wan Jing Street, Eighth Prince's expression finally relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Mo Weinong raised her eyebrows and asked curiously: "Is there anything good to see outside the carriage?"

"Ah, it's nothing …"

Eighth Prince had not finished speaking when the carriage driver spoke out, "Miss, I don't know what happened up ahead. There are a lot of people blocking the way, we can't get any further."