Traveling through ancient times, the spy princess had everything going smoothly

At this time in the Duke of England's mansion, the Duke of England was like an ant on hot pan, pacing back and forth anxiously in the hall, his eyes looking out the door from time to time, looking forward to news from the killers.

"It's been so long, why is there still no movement?"

The Duke of England's brows were tightly twisted into a "川" shape, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable anger.

The butler beside him bowed cautiously and said flatteringly:

"My Lord, don't worry, I'm sure the assassins will report victory soon.

They are all masters carefully selected by you, the Duke, and they will definitely not disappoint you."

The Duke of England snorted coldly and shook his sleeves:

"If this fails, I will not let them off easily! I will make sure they never return."

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more solemn, as if a huge rock was pressing on everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, a servant came running in, tumbling and crawling, with a look of extreme fear, "Master, it's bad, the assassins..."

The Duke of England's heart tightened, and he rushed to the boy like a hungry wolf, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted:

"What's going on? Tell me! Tell me!"

The boy was so frightened that he trembled all over and stammered:

"None of the killers came back. They were all captured."

After hearing this, the Duke of England was furious, his eyes widened, and he slammed the table so hard that it made a loud noise and seemed to fall apart. "Waste! You are all a bunch of useless waste! I spent so much effort on this, but it ended up like this!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the butler knelt down immediately and tried to persuade him:

"My Lord, please calm down, calm down! Now we have to think about how to deal with the next situation.

If the palace makes any move, we can't just sit there and wait for death."

The Duke of England took a deep breath and clenched his fists, the joints turning white from the force.

He forced himself to calm down, walked back and forth in the hall a few times, then stopped, looked sinister, and said coldly:

"We can't just let this go. Send someone to find out what went wrong! We must not let those killers utter a single word."

"Yes, sir." The butler responded as if he had been pardoned, and crawled out quickly.

The Duke of England slumped in his chair, his eyes full of unwillingness and ruthlessness, secretly plotting his next, more sinister plan.

Then he asked his adviser to come close to his ear and whispered something to him. The adviser nodded and left.

After arranging everything, the Duke of England changed into night clothes and quietly left the Duke of England's mansion in the dark night.

The next morning, sunlight shone into the house through the window lattice.

Baili Ye and Qinghe got up, washed up simply, and had breakfast.

"Xiao He, my brother and I will receive the foreign delegation first, and then we will come back to pick you up to Yuelai Restaurant at noon." Baili Ye said to Qing He.

Qinghe smiled and said:

"No, the teahouse's storytelling manuscripts are running out. I've prepared two new stories. I'll go to the teahouse and give them the manuscripts first."

Baili Ye grabbed the little girl's waist, brought her close to him, and kissed her deeply.

After the kiss, Baili Ye smiled and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, I will come to you when I am done.

The assassination attempt failed last night. I will bring more people to secretly protect you when you go out today. You must be extra careful."

Qing He hugged Baili Ye and said, "Don't worry, you know my abilities, so you should pay more attention."

The two left together. Baili Ye sent Qinghe to the teahouse and then took a carriage to the palace.

Before Qinghe even stepped into the teahouse, the noisy sound was already overwhelming.

As I stepped over the threshold, I saw tables and chairs arranged compactly, all occupied.

Tea drinkers gathered in groups of three or five, some talking loudly, some whispering and laughing.

Here, several scholars and literati sat around a table, holding folding fans, and discussing poetry and songs with great interest.

One person recited his new work passionately, while the others nodded frequently, occasionally put forward unique insights, sometimes argued a few sentences, and sometimes clapped and laughed.

Over there, several people gathered together to discuss the follow-up of yesterday's storytelling. When it came to the heated point, everyone argued endlessly.

The waiters were busy moving among the crowd, the teapots in their hands seemed to have eyes, accurately adding tea and water to the guests. The fragrance of tea filled the air, interweaving with the laughter of the people, forming a vivid picture of city life.

When the shopkeeper saw Qing He coming, he stepped forward attentively and said, "Princess, you are here."

She walked to the counter and started talking to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, is business booming these days?"

The shopkeeper smiled widely: "Thanks to the princess, our teahouse is packed every day and is very prosperous."

Qing He nodded slightly, looked around again, looked at the lively scene, and asked with a smile: "Are Mr. Lin and Mr. Li here?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said:

"Yes, yes, they are preparing for today's book lecture in the backyard. Princess, please follow me."

Qinghe followed the shopkeeper to the backyard, where she saw Mr. Lin and Mr. Li giving a trial lecture with the manuscript.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Li." Qinghe called softly.

The two looked up and saw Qing He coming. They were delighted and quickly stood up and saluted: "Greetings, Princess."

Qing He waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be polite, then took out the manuscript from his pocket and handed it to them:

"Here are my next two stories, take a look."

Mr. Lin and Mr. Li took the manuscript and couldn't wait to read it.

As they read deeper, their eyes became brighter and their expressions became more excited.

Mr. Lin spoke first: "Princess, this story is novel and interesting, with ups and downs in the plot. It will definitely attract many listeners."

Mr. Li also nodded:

"Yes, in my opinion, once my manuscript is released, it will definitely cause a sensation, and our teahouse business will probably be taken to a higher level."

The shopkeeper gave a thumbs up and said, "The princess's products must be top-notch."

Qing He smiled and said, "That's good. I hope you two can tell the stories well so that they can be deeply rooted in people's hearts."

"Don't worry, Princess. We will do our best." Mr. Lin and Mr. Li said in unison.

"Since the princess is here, why don't you have some tea here?"

"Okay, then please bring me a pot of tea to the private room."

"Yes, Princess, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper said and went to prepare tea and snacks for the princess.

When Qinghe went upstairs, she noticed a few unfamiliar faces in the corner. Her professional alertness made her aware of the murderous aura of these people.

Seeing several people glancing over here from time to time, her heart tightened and she walked into the private room calmly.

In a short while, the shopkeeper brought up the snacks.

Qinghe was sitting in a private room. She glanced at the unfamiliar faces again and found that they were whispering to each other.