The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu was lost in thought as to what kind of person Youming was, when suddenly a picture flashed through her mind. She frowned, but could not recall any details.

The prince was still gossiping about the two cases. The information they learned was also easily found by others, and there was not much information.

Then, the prince changed the topic of discussing the case and said arrogantly: "Although Youming Jiuchong is the head of Mushi Jiuyou Pavilion, it does not mean that this prince is afraid of him as a Jianghu figure."

The others gasped, not because they were frightened by the prince's character, but because they were horrified by his rude words to Youming. After thinking about it, they chose to agree with the prince.

The prince's sense of superiority rose again, "Even if the Netherworld Nineth Layer came and went without a trace, so what? He is a mortal after all, and his status and position are not as good as mine, the prince of Zhongyue Kingdom..."

Yun Mujiu was dazed for a moment, and it seemed that there were broken fragments in his mind being pieced together bit by bit.

Yesterday afternoon, when she was talking to Guard Xiao Zhao on the street, Ling Xing's horse carriage was parked below a large restaurant. At that time, all the private rooms on the second floor had their windows open, and many diners stuck their heads out to watch the fun.

Only the window of the box on the far right was closed, and even the curtains were drawn, tightly blocking out the environment inside the box.

While she was talking to Xiao Zhao, she looked up and glanced around. Now that she thought about it, she was somewhat certain - she had hastily glimpsed a dark shadow by the window. There might be someone in the box with the window closed, and that person was watching her every move!

Yun Mujiu's heart was lifted, but the man did nothing!

In addition, the Ninth Level of the Netherworld has begun to appear near the capital in the past few days.

A thought suddenly popped up in Yun Mujiu's mind.

That black shadow is the ninth level of the Netherworld!

What is the purpose of the Netherworld Nine? Does he want her to repay his kindness?

The people in the next box were still talking loudly. The prince sat aside drinking tea, watching the four men arguing coldly: Who on earth has the ability to take down a group of killers?

An attendant came to report: "Your Highness, I just saw the Second Prince of Nantai. He also came to the Laurel Tower for dinner."

The prince said coldly: "Ignore him for now." A few days ago, Wanyan Gu invited him to dinner, intending to give him two dancers, definitely to test him. For this reason, he deliberately kept a distance from Wanyan Gu during this period, just in case Wanyan Gu found out that he was unwell.

The prince took a sip of tea and said, "I got close to Wanyan Gu before, firstly because my father had ordered me to receive visitors from other countries, and secondly, I wanted to find out if Wanyan Gu had any information about Nantai."

"Thirdly, I also had selfish motives. I wanted to work with him to deal with Yun Mujiu. I saw that Yun Mujiu had changed a lot after marrying into the Ye Mansion, and I really disliked her. But Wan Yan Gu refused to help me, saying that he was afraid of the Ye Mansion."

The prince was a little depressed and poured himself a glass of wine. "Unfortunately, when I was discussing matters with Wanyan Gu, the broken boat we were on was leaking, causing me to almost drown and fall ill for a while. This allowed Yun Mujiu to live in peace for a while."

After that, he no longer discussed with Wanyan Gu about how to deal with Yun Mujiu. The fact that he almost died in the lake had already left a shadow on him.

He ordered his followers: "Leave the Second Prince of Nantai alone!"

He drank a glass of wine and said unhappily, "Recently, my mother told me to stay away from Yun Mujiu. Otherwise, I really want to do what I did before - trample Yun Mujiu's face under my feet!"

"Bang!" The prince slammed the wine glass onto the table. Facing the frightened eyes of the four people, he sneered: "On the night of the Spring Festival Banquet, Yun Mujiu was lucky that he was not killed by the thieves!"

The prince dropped the topic and continued to dine with the four people.

Yun Mujiu's eyes rolled when she heard the word "Queen Mother". She was already wondering why the Queen changed her mind about killing her, and now she had another question: Why did the Queen warn the Prince not to mess with her?

After a cup of tea, the sound of dishes and chopsticks coming from the prince's box became less frequent.

Yun Mujiu glanced at the table and saw that a lot of fruits and pastries had been eaten by her and Wei Bai and the others.

She stood up, glanced at Fusang and Suixi, and then put on her veil.

Fu Qian went out and told the waiter to bring in a new group of diners.

Yueguilou’s business is booming and the number of people in the store is limited, so the number of people is limited during peak hours.

There are tents and chairs outside the store, and there are waiters who give customers their own number papers. When someone comes out of the store, they will take the waiting people into the store in order. Most of these ideas for attracting and receiving customers were proposed by Yun Mujiu.

As soon as the prince started to move, someone in the box next to him also stood up. However, the people in that box were not Yun Mujiu and others, but three young men.

They were also in the box next to the prince, and listened to the prince and others for a long time. One of the tallest men had a pair of eyes full of anger, and his hands were tightly clenched. How could the prince know that Yun Mujiu had been missing!

The prince and his companions went downstairs and happened to see a large group of diners coming in. Suddenly, the spacious lobby was filled with people, and at that moment, there was a lot of noise.

The prince and others walked with difficulty in the crowd. For ordinary people, such a crowded situation was normal, and they had encountered so many people when walking on the street. But for someone of the prince's status, he rarely squeezed with a large group of civilians.

The prince frowned and cursed in his heart.

A man in a gray robe passed by the prince, holding three silver needles that were gleaming green in his sleeves.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he turned his wrist quickly, completing the action of inserting and removing the needles in the blink of an eye. Three needles were inserted into the three acupuncture points on the prince's buttocks...

The prince felt nothing. After three breaths, he suddenly felt as if someone touched his body and turned his head abruptly.

A middle-aged man was trying to steady himself, muttering, "Be careful, I don't know who bumped into me."

When she looked up, she met the glare of a young man in elegant clothes, and immediately became panicked: "Sir, I didn't mean to bump into you. There were just too many people, and I was bumped into by someone."

The prince was angry, but he couldn't lose his temper. He still had to save face. He glared at the middle-aged man. At this time, the crowd was no longer so crowded. The prince stamped his feet and turned away.

The man in gray robe returned to a private room with a mysterious yet kind smile.