After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

After having enough food and drink, Mei Hong once again bowed deeply to Murong Feng and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"It's just a small favor. Besides, you are Qingli's personal maid. If Qingli comes back and sees that you are in trouble, I'm afraid she will be unhappy. This is also for Qingli's sake."

"Although it's for the sake of the young lady, Mei Hong still wants to thank His Highness and apologize for what happened before."

Mei Hong's sincere face surprised Murong Feng. Where did this apology come from?

"I shouldn't have spoken nonsense in front of the master before. I beg Your Highness to save the young lady. I am sure that I have caused trouble for Your Highness."

Murong Feng immediately understood what Mei Hong meant. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. You were just anxious to protect your master. Besides, I didn't lose anything because of this."

Mei Hong's tears fell all of a sudden, "I don't know how the young lady is doing now. Why didn't I see the young lady after I came out?"

"Qingli has been taken back to the villa by the young uncle."

Murong Feng's tone seemed calm, but his heart was turbulent. The woman he liked was taken away by another man. Although he was only going to get treatment, it was unacceptable anyway.

Mei Hong was also very surprised. She thought of countless possibilities, but she missed the possibility of King Yan.

"So, the lady is saved."

Mei Hong avoided the main point and brought the topic to Yu Qingli's sudden strange illness. Murong Feng knew that the maid wanted to change the subject, so he obeyed her.

"That's probably true. The young uncle is quite sensible and wouldn't joke about something like this."

"That's good"

Mei Hong seemed a little uneasy. With Qiu Hen present, she felt somewhat uncomfortable. She glanced at the packed luggage on the table and was startled. She blurted out, "Your Highness, are you leaving?"

Murong Feng nodded gently, "Yes, I wanted to say goodbye to Prime Minister Yu today, but I ran into the girl on the way."

"His Highness is gone, so our lady won't be able to see him when she comes back."

Looking at Mei Hong's anxious and reluctant face, Murong Feng secretly laughed in his heart. It seemed that this little maid wanted to keep him.

"Qingli will understand. Besides, the reason I returned this time was to propose my marriage to Qingli on the occasion of my father's birthday. As long as I get my father's approval, everything will go smoothly."

Mei Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy on her face came from the heart. She was really happy because if the young lady married the eldest prince, then she would naturally be able to accompany the eldest prince.

"In that case, congratulations to His Highness and Miss."

After a short stay, Murong Feng asked Qiu Hen to send Mei Hong back. When she returned to Liyuan, Mei Hong was very excited. On the one hand, she hoped that Murong Feng could return to Beijing as soon as possible to ask for permission. On the other hand, she was very reluctant to let him go.

She asked herself countless times whether this was God's will that the eldest prince would stay in the mansion for one more day because of her. This night was her last chance and also her best chance.

Mei Hong gritted her teeth. She couldn't miss this opportunity in vain. If she wanted to completely escape her fate as a maid, she had to give it a try.

Mei Hong already had an idea in her mind.

The night gradually engulfed the Yu Mansion. As the lights came on, a flying pigeon landed in front of Murong Feng's window.

"master"

Qiu Hen felt a little strange. Why would someone send them a message by carrier pigeon but still take the note off the pigeon's leg?

The beautiful handwriting made Murong Feng's heart move. It was Yu Qingli.

Murong Feng read the note, placed it on the candle flame and burned it to ashes, then told Qiu Hen: "Get ready, I'm going out."

"Master, it's so late, are you still going out? Who is the letter from?"

Murong Feng glanced at Qiu Hen calmly and said, "The beauty has an appointment, how can I not go?"

"Yes, Miss Yu. Since Miss Yu is already well, why don't you come back to the mansion?"

"If you go back home, how can you meet me?"

Qiu Hen was a little worried that this might be a trap set by Yu Zhengsha.

"Your Highness, I feel that this matter is a little strange. Not to mention that Miss Yu was taken away by Prince Yan, even if she wasn't, why would she want to meet Your Highness after recovering from a serious illness?"

Murong Feng thought about it for a moment. He had thought about this before, but the handwriting on the note was clearly Yu Qingli's. A thought flashed through his mind: Could it be that Qingli's sudden fainting and death was a frame-up?

If this is true, then she really cannot return to the mansion. The only person who can successfully frame Qingli is someone in this mansion. And judging from Yu Zhengsha's behavior that day, it seemed that he was very happy to see Yu Qingli die.

Murong Feng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but feel a little unfair for Yu Qingli. Besides, he had nothing now, so what else could he be afraid of?

"Qiu Hen, you stay in the mansion today. If anything happens, come find me immediately. I'm at the Rongsheng Inn." After thinking for a moment, he added another instruction, "Don't let Yu Zhengsha know that I've left."

After giving the instructions, Murong Feng quietly left the Yu Mansion under the cover of night.

In the Rongsheng Inn, this evening

A mysterious guest arrived. He was wearing a long black robe that covered him from head to toe. The big gauze hat covered his entire face, so his features could not be seen clearly. However, he was very conspicuous in this early summer when everyone wanted to wear less.

But from the figure of the person coming, it can still be judged that it is a woman.

The innkeeper secretly wondered who this woman was.

Before he could say anything, a silver ingot appeared in front of the innkeeper, which made the innkeeper's eyes light up.

The deliberately lowered voice was filled with a touching and melodious sound, "Boss, I want three upper rooms, preferably three adjacent rooms."

The innkeeper quickly took the silver from the visitor and said, "Yes, yes, yes, sir, you've come at a great time. The three superior guest rooms on the second floor are all vacant. They're on the west side of the stairs."

The visitor raised his head slightly, glanced at the location the innkeeper mentioned, nodded with great satisfaction, and then instructed: "My friend will come later, you just need to bring him here, and don't ask anything else, understand?"

"That's natural, I saved it."

The man told the shopkeeper to bring dinner to her room, and then asked him to prepare some wine and food, as if he was waiting for someone.

The wind blew the veil on the hat, and the shopkeeper saw that the woman had a beautiful face, but it was not so exaggerated as to wear a hat.

The man walked up the stairs and came directly to the westernmost room, Room No. 1, Tianzi. He pushed the door open and walked in. He quickly closed the door, and then took off the gauze hat on his head and the black robe on his body.

If not Mei Hong, then who is it?

Mei Hong's heart was pounding at this moment. She was worried that Murong Feng would not come tonight, or that he would not stay if he came.

Mei Hong took out the brocade handkerchief from her sleeve and looked at it again, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

There was a knock on the door, and Mei Hong asked nervously, "Who is it?"

"Sir, your meal is ready."

"Okay, just leave it at the door and I'll get it myself later."

Although the waiter felt strange, he still put the food at the door as instructed. Then he took another look at it and slowly left.

Mei Hong saw the waiter leave through the crack in the door, then she quickly opened the door and brought the food in.

The waiter who returned downstairs felt something was amiss. Taking advantage of the fact that the inn was not very busy, he hurried to the innkeeper and whispered, "Shopkeeper, the guest who just came in was strange. He was so obviously sneaking around. He must not be a good person. Could he be a thief?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "Go away, don't meddle in the customer's business. As long as she can pay the money, who does she matter to you?"

"But what if she is a thief?"

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes at the waiter and asked, "Are you a yamen runner or a police officer? Are you suspecting someone of being a thief just because he's dressed strangely?"

The waiter felt a little embarrassed by the shopkeeper's attack. He touched his nose and walked aside muttering, "I'm also worried about the safety of our inn."

The innkeeper already had some idea in his mind. He had been running the inn for many years and had seen all kinds of guests. This generous woman was most likely a young lady who was secretly meeting her lover without telling her family.

The night grew darker, and lanterns were hung outside the Rongsheng Inn. Just as the door was about to close, the sound of horse hooves came closer and stopped at the door of the inn.

The innkeeper was just feeling strange when he saw a young man with extraordinary bearing getting off the carriage. He was wearing a crescent-white brocade robe, a simple belt of the same color around his waist, and a pair of black boots with auspicious cloud patterns on his feet. He looked handsome and unique.

Even though the innkeeper had been running the inn for many years, he had never seen a young man with such a dignified demeanor. His every move was elegant and noble.

The person who came was Murong Feng. He stopped, looked up at the name of the inn, and after confirming that he had not found the wrong place, he slowly walked in.

"Boss, I'm looking for someone."

The gentle voice made the shopkeeper come out from behind the counter. "Sir, you are here to see the young lady from earlier. She is upstairs, in room number A."

As he spoke, he ordered the waiter, "Hurry up and take the young master up."

Upon hearing this, the inn waiter hurriedly brought Murong Feng up, thinking to himself, no wonder the young lady wrapped herself up so tightly before, she actually wanted to meet such a handsome man, now I think she must be a young lady from a wealthy family

Hearing the footsteps, Mei Hong in the room became more and more nervous. Could it be that the eldest prince is coming?

Her cheeks were hot and flushed, and her heart was pounding. Tonight was her best chance and the best time to change her destiny.

Mei Hong knew very well that once Yu Qingli came back, she would not be able to appear in front of Murong Feng so frankly, and Murong Feng would only have the young lady in his heart.

She was somewhat unwilling to accept that even as a slave, she also had the right to pursue her own happiness.

"Thank you, I'll go in by myself."

A familiar gentle voice sounded from outside the door. Mei Hong was surprised and happy. She was at a loss for a moment. The eldest prince had come, really come.