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The journey to Kyoto was smooth. On the way, Shen Jiayu bought paper and pen and asked Shen Yidai to write a letter to Song Qinghong.

The letter said that she was invited to drink tea in a teahouse, but was accidentally imprisoned in a secret cell. Wen Xiangzhu was also attempted to be murdered. Fortunately, Fu Da managed to escape. Everyone in Ningyuan City thought that no one survived in the teahouse. The city was dangerous, and they could not go back to Ningyuan City, so they went with Wen Xiangzhu, who had long wanted to come to Kyoto.

In order to avoid attracting attention, she pretended to be Wen Xiangzhu's maid and followed him around.

As they were on the road, they probably wouldn't receive any letters from Song Qinghong, so Shen Jiayu asked Shen Yi to write "no need to reply" at the end of the letter.

The moment they arrived outside Kyoto, Shen Jiayu just wanted to go into the city and have a good rest. As Wen Xiangzhu's maid in disguise, she and Li Xin'er could only walk in small steps behind the carriage, and their legs were extremely sore after a day of work.

Now that she was finally entering the city, she stared at the majestic gate and waited in line to be checked in.

Shen Jiayu kept his eyes on the city gate, counting how many people were left before they arrived. Suddenly, a guard in the distance came trotting over and said to Zhao Ji, who was dressed as a housekeeper, "I don't know if you are Miss Song's distinguished guest. Please follow me."

The guard was very respectful to them and led Zhao Ji forward.

Li Xin'er was a little puzzled. Looking at Shen Jiayu's mysterious smile, she couldn't help but want to ask, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Jiayu lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I'm happy. Can't we go in and rest early?"

Li Xiner believed what Shen Jiayu said, and her eyes revealed happiness. It would be good to get in earlier.

They entered the city smoothly. As soon as they entered the city, someone came up to Zhao Ji and said, "Is it the carriage of Mr. Ye from Ningyuan City?"

The man had a kind smile on his face, and when he smiled, it was hard to tell whether his small single-lidded eyes were open or closed. He had fair skin, a plump figure, and was wearing black and gold brocade clothes, looking like a traveling merchant.

Zhao Ji returned the greeting, "Exactly, Your Excellency?"

The person who came was the shopkeeper of Jindingxuan. "I am Li Minghe, the shopkeeper of Jindingxuan. Miss Song asked me to come here to take you all into the building to rest. Please follow me."

Zhao Ji immediately understood that it was Song Qinghong who arranged this, and nodded to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Li. Please also thank Miss Song on my behalf for your thoughtful arrangement."

Shopkeeper Li led the way for them with a smile.

The group followed Shopkeeper Li to Jindingxuan. Along the way, Shopkeeper Li introduced every scenery they passed by. They immediately memorized the terrain and shops in their minds, and they must familiarize themselves with the place as soon as possible.

Jindingxuan is the second largest restaurant in Kyoto, with a total of five floors.

The first and second floors are dining areas. The first floor hall is for guests to eat, while the second floor is quiet and is where large families or guests staying at the hotel can eat.

The third and fourth floors are where the hotel guests stay.

The fifth floor belongs exclusively to the owner and no one else can live there. Everyone knows that the owner of Jindingxuan is the prime minister of the current dynasty and no one dares to cause trouble.

The carriage door opened, and Wen Xiangzhu got out of the car with extremely graceful movements, not inferior to the young masters trained in large families.

There was a glimmer of surprise in Shopkeeper Li's eyes.

No wonder the young lady asked me to receive her in person. It turns out that he is such a handsome man. It would be great if the young lady could let go of the person in her heart as soon as possible and find her true love.

Soon, he suppressed the astonishment in his eyes and still smiled as he invited them into the building. "Everyone, please come in. This is Jindingxuan. The rooms on the fourth floor have been prepared for you. Your room is on the third floor."

Wen Xiangzhu nodded to Shopkeeper Li and smiled slightly, "Thank you for your concern, Shopkeeper Li."

"You are too polite, sir. I don't want to disturb you all because you have been traveling so long. You should have a good rest. Feel free to call the waiter if you need anything." Shopkeeper Li said with a smile and then left.

Wen Xiangzhu left Zhao Ji behind, and they lived together on the fourth floor.

The rest of the people were assigned their own rooms. Lingfeng and Zhao Ji had higher status than them, so they naturally lived in the largest room on the fourth floor. Since Zhao Ji was always with Wen Xiangzhu, Lingfeng lived alone in a room. Shen Jiayu and Li Xiner were the only two girls here, so they lived in one room, and the rest of the people lived in pairs in one room.

The night we stayed there, Jindingxuan was extremely lively.

There were so many customers coming and going that even the waiter grumbled, "There's nothing happy today, but there are several times more customers than usual."

Shen Jiayu was sitting on the second floor stand. She heard everything the waiter said clearly. She chuckled and looked at Shen Yi, "Look at those guys at the door downstairs. They have calluses on their knuckles. They are definitely martial artists. But they are dressed as scholars and come here to get information."

Shen Yi stuffed a small piece of cake into his mouth and took a big sip of tea. "I can see that these people are coming for us. The letter you asked me to write was sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion. They want to find out the details of the young master."

Shen Jiayu took a sip of hot tea and said calmly: "Of course, we can't sleep well tonight, so let's wait and see."

It's not a peaceful night.

This group of people had been blocking people all night long. No matter if they wanted to kill their way in directly or found other ways to sneak in, they were all blocked by them.

Those who wanted to break in were not as skilled as them, and those who thought of other ways to sneak in were immediately seen through by their ten pairs of eyes, and were all pulled out without leaving a single one.

Among them was a man with good disguise skills. He disguised himself as Shen Qinghe and swaggered in front of Shen Jiayu. He almost broke in, but was finally discovered because he ignored Shen Jiayu.

The morning light appeared, and a streak of paleness appeared on the horizon.

In the entire Jindingxuan, only Wen Xiangzhu slept well, while the rest of the people did not sleep well.

Especially those who lived on the third floor, when they appeared on the first floor to eat breakfast, the dark circles under their eyes were terrifyingly large.

The diners next to them were in the same condition as them, as if their energy had been sucked away. If you looked closely, there were some with pale faces, who were forcing themselves to sit on the first floor and eat breakfast.

Wen Xiangzhu was sitting in a private room on the second floor. He glanced downstairs through the window, then turned to look out the window, his eyes drifting somewhere intentionally or unintentionally.

"Song Yuanbai's people have never left?"

"Yes, he was following behind us when we were ten miles away from Kyoto. After the young master rested, he kept watching him without taking a break."

"Well, it's been hard for you to keep an eye on him. Have a good rest after eating. I won't go out today."

Zhao Ji bowed respectfully to thank Wen Xiangzhu, took his food, and ate while standing behind Wen Xiangzhu, but his eyes were fixed on a certain place that Wen Xiangzhu was looking at.

Qu Chi, who was hiding in the distance, slightly raised the left corner of his lips with a faint smile, but there was a shivering chill in his eyes.