A life of two souls traveling through time

"Miss Si Yao, your Xianwu Feng tea is ready." At this time, the waiter came up with the tea that Si Yao ordered.

"Thank you." Si Yao smiled at the waiter, then poured a glass for Arnold beside her.

"Sister Yao, why do you like to drink such strong tea?" Arnold only took a small sip, but his face was full of resistance.

"I like its mellow aroma." Arnold was young and didn't like such strong tea, so Si Yao didn't find it strange.

"Your Highness also likes to drink strong tea. Anyway, I don't understand tea and only like light tea." Arnold muttered softly.

"Have you been in the city recently?" Si Yao smiled and then asked.

"Sister Yao, you don't know that in order for His Highness to recuperate in peace these days, Lord Situ, the magistrate of Mucheng County, has arranged a place for His Highness to live in the east of the city." Arnold leaned close to Si Yao and whispered.

Si Yao nodded in understanding and said nothing more.

"Sister Yao, are you following Mr. Huifeng to see patients again? Where is he?" Arnold noticed the medicine box next to Si Yao and asked curiously.

"Mr. Huifeng has something else to do, so let me wait for him here."

Afterwards, Arnold told Si Yao about what he had seen and eaten in the city in the past few days. The two of them talked non-stop while the other just listened quietly, just like before. Even Yan Zong, who was far away behind the screen, couldn't help but marvel at how Arnold could be so talkative in front of Si Yao.

About half an hour later, a servant came upstairs and walked to the screen and said respectfully:

"Prince, the snow has stopped."

Yan Zong just hummed coldly, then stood up and walked out from behind the screen. His noble and upright figure came into Si Yao's sight.

"Sister Yao, it's time for us to go back. Take care of yourself." Seeing Yan Zong show up, Arnold naturally knew that it was time to say goodbye to Si Yao.

Si Yao nodded and stood up. She saluted from a distance towards Yan Zong who was walking down the stairs. When she raised her eyes, she was the only one left on the second floor.

In Qile City, in the study of Li's residence after noon, Butler Fang respectfully replied to Li Xingyuan who was sitting at the desk:

"I have found a human trafficker who has been dealing with Zhao Chu for many years. She admitted that Zhao Chu did buy five girls from other places from her a year ago."

"Five? Isn't it six?"

"There is another one who was kidnapped by Zhao Chu half a year ago. The kidnapped girl's family only has an old man, who was originally a tenant of the Zhao family. His surname is Hong. Later, one day, old man Hong got drunk and ran to the Zhao residence and made a scene, demanding to see his daughter. He disappeared a few days after he went back. I heard that old man Hong was invited by Zhao Chu the day before he disappeared."

"That means Old Man Hong is probably in great danger." Li Xingyuan shook his head and sighed.

Zhao Chu, the son of the Zhao family, has always had a bad reputation in Qile City, and even worse in their business circle. Therefore, when they learned that Zhao Chu had killed people and robbed women, Li Xingyuan and Butler Fang were not surprised at all.

"I also found a complaint in Old Man Hong's house. It seems that after Zhao Chu robbed his daughter, Old Man Hong was planning to report to the police. But he didn't go in the end. It is very likely that he was threatened by Zhao Chu." As Butler Fang said, he handed a tattered complaint to Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan looked at the petition in his hand with a worried look, as if he heard a father's sad song of sobbing to save his daughter. It was also a silent blood letter from this poor father and daughter.

"Master, what should we do next?" Butler Fang also sighed secretly and then asked.

"There are still seven days until New Year's Eve?"

"Yes, sir."

"Find two people who have been persecuted by the Zhao family..." Li Xingyuan whispered in the butler's ear.

"Do we really want to take action on New Year's Eve?" After Li Xingyuan finished speaking, Butler Fang stood up and said worriedly.

"I, Li Xingyuan, want to kill people this time. In the past, we have always turned a blind eye to the repeated provocations of the Zhao family as long as they were not too excessive. I am afraid it is inappropriate for them not to send a gift that will make the Zhao family unforgettable for all these years." Li Xingyuan said this in a very calm tone, and then suddenly thought of something. After a pause, he laughed again: "I am afraid that this year's New Year's Eve will give You Zhizhou a headache. Let's send more gifts in two days."

"Yes, sir." Butler Fang also nodded with a smile.

"Hasn't that bastard been out fooling around these days?" After explaining the important things, Li Xingyuan sighed with relief and asked again.

"The young master has been staying in Qingyun Garden these days." Butler Fang replied.

"I don't know if he has really changed his mind or is still sad about Ange's departure." Li Xingyuan felt relieved after hearing this, but he didn't want to hold out too much hope.

"Perhaps, give the young master some more time."

"I hope he can grow up as soon as possible." Li Xingyuan shook his head and sighed deeply.

In the wooden city under the night, Yu Cheng jumped through the window again and entered Yan Zong's inner room:

"Your Highness, the leader of the Feng Kingdom rebellion has been found!"

"Who is it?" Yan Zong put down the book in his hand, looked at Yu Cheng and asked.

"This person is the second master of Sanxiu Pharmacy. Hi, sir." Yu Cheng hesitated for a moment before replying.

"That kid?" Yan Zong was shocked.

He had never seen Mr. Sanxiu's young apprentice Huifeng before. Although he was saved by Huifeng when he was poisoned last time, he did not pay much attention to this taciturn child.

"I was also shocked when I saw him contacting the rebels of Feng Kingdom today. Until now, I still can't understand why he helped Your Highness detoxify last time if he was a remnant of Feng Kingdom?" Yu Cheng understood the expression on Yan Zong's face very well. After all, he himself also found it incredible.

"What is his true identity?" Yan Zong frowned and continued to ask.

"I heard someone call him His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Three years ago, the Crown Prince Xuan Yao of Feng State was only about ten years old, and the second master Hui Feng of Sanxiu Medicine Store is now thirteen or fourteen years old..."

"Isn't this a match?" Yan Zong snorted coldly, and continued to wonder, "He is close to Si Yao, but if that woman is also a rebel of Feng Kingdom, then she could have taken advantage of my serious injuries in the cave and attacked me directly. Why did she go through so much trouble?"

"Perhaps Si Yao is not a rebel from Feng, but a spy from another country who wants to cooperate with the crown prince of Feng? After all, when the king of Feng, Xuanyun, dared to rashly rebel against Xiyue, there must be another country secretly instigating and helping him... But Xiaolu has been watching her for so long and has not found any clues."

"As my secret guard, he has been lurking in Sanxiu Pharmacy for more than a year, but he didn't even notice the abnormality of a child. What can you expect from such a waste? After this incident, you let him go back to Shangjing and stop being an eyesore in front of me!" Yan Zong was naturally annoyed when he thought that the rebel was able to move freely under the noses of the secret guards he arranged, and his words made Yu Cheng in front of him feel a chill to the bone.

"Your Highness...Your Highness...Xiaolu is still young after all..." Although Yan Zong was very angry at this time, Yu Cheng still couldn't help but want to plead for Xiaolu. However, before he could finish his words, he was frightened by the other party's terrifying look.

"Tomorrow, ask Mr. Fan to come over."

"Your Highness, when will these Feng Kingdom rebels be arrested?" Yu Cheng responded, then looked up and asked.

"Since the water is clear, let's keep it for a few more days. I will host a banquet for several important officials in Mucheng on the eve of the New Year. Then, we will cook it all in one pot."

Although there was a fire burning in the stove, the chill emanating from Yan Zong was still spreading in the room.