The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Yi Zhuxuan's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't tell An Mi directly, but the caution on her face told An Mi that the thing was not simple. Yi Zhuxuan stepped forward, leaned close to An Mi's ear, and whispered two words. Upon hearing this, An Mi's expression changed drastically, and she blurted out, "Dragon robe? That Feng Yu is indeed cunning!"

Using the dragon robe to frame Bai Yi, even if Emperor Mingde had a bias towards Bai Yi, he would definitely not tolerate him and would probably order Bai Yi's execution without any thought!

How ruthless!

However, rather than Feng Yu's ruthlessness, it was more accurate to say that Feng Yu and Yi Zhuxuan were cunning. Such a scheme was enough to throw her off balance and make her too preoccupied with Bai Yi's affairs to think about anything else. In the end, she had no choice but to walk right into their trap.

When Yi Zhuxuan heard An Mi utter those two words, she panicked a little. For some reason, a sense of unease welled up in her heart. "Miss, those two words are not to be said lightly. You should be careful."

An Mi frowned slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes. When she looked at Yi Zhuxuan again, she seemed even more anxious. "I can't let him succeed. I can't let him harm the Prince!"

“Miss, if I could stop it, I would love to, but I am powerless.” Yi Zhuxuan sighed helplessly.

“Why don’t we tell the Prince about this…” An Mi began, her tone somewhat uncertain. As she expected, she was interrupted by Yi Zhuxuan as soon as she finished speaking.

"Absolutely not, Miss." A hint of panic flashed in Yi Zhuxuan's eyes. What a joke! After the fright she had just experienced from that dream, she was confident that she could fool An Mi. But if this matter were laid bare in front of the King of Bohai, could she still fool him? Just thinking about the King of Bohai's sharp and shrewd eyes sent a chill down Yi Zhuxuan's spine.

Besides, what she wanted was peace and tranquility. If the King of Bohai found out, things would not go as she expected.

"Why?" An Mi saw Yi Zhuxuan's panic and knew exactly what was going on. She seemed to be watching a good show.

Yi Zhuxuan forced a smile, deliberately concealing her unease. "Miss, I'm afraid the Prince won't believe me... Miss, actually, you can handle this matter yourself."

An Mi scoffed inwardly, for Yi Zhuxuan's woven net was now opening up towards her!

"Oh?" Anmi feigned ignorance.

“Actually, I recognize that place. It’s rarely guarded. If we destroy that thing, Feng Yu will naturally have no way to frame the prince for his most important possession,” Yi Zhuxuan suggested, cautiously looking at An Mi to try and figure out her thoughts.

An Mi's eyes narrowed, as if she was considering Yi Zhuxuan's suggestion. Yi Zhuxuan continued to try to persuade An Mi, "Miss, think about it, if you accomplish this for the Prince, how grateful he will be to you."

An Mi's eyes flickered, as if she was subtly tempted. After a long silence, An Mi finally nodded firmly to Yi Zhuxuan, "Okay, take me there!"

Yi Zhuxuan seemed to have heard the most moving sound, and her heart was instantly excited. She seemed to see An Mi completely falling into the trap she had set, and being doomed forever. However, Yi Zhuxuan was still somewhat rational. She knew that this was not the time to enjoy victory. She still had some things to do!

“This servant will take you there, Miss, but it’s too late now. How about we go tomorrow… tomorrow?” Yi Zhuxuan met An Mi’s eyes, but couldn’t detect the slightest difference.

But An Mi understood her thoughts. Tonight's events came too suddenly for Yi Zhuxuan, so she naturally wouldn't rush to take her there. If she guessed correctly, Yi Zhuxuan would still find an opportunity to inform Feng Yu!

As for Anmi herself, it seems she still has some things to do.

"That's fine then." An Mi said softly, her brows furrowing and a faint glint of light gathering in her eyes. She wondered if Liu Guang and Yi Fei had told Bai Yi about what was happening here.

In fact, Yi Zhuxuan, who was secretly pleased with herself, did not know that everything was no longer under her control.

At this moment, in Bai Yi's bedroom, the man who should have been asleep was sitting in a chair with a solemn expression. As he listened to Liu Guang's report, his face grew increasingly grim.

Liu Guang had already reported everything she had overheard to Bai Yi, but after a long while, Bai Yi still didn't speak. Instead, the cold aura emanating from him made Liu Guang even more cautious.

Knowing her master's temperament, Liu Guang silently waited for Bai Yi's instructions. Finally, after a long time, Bai Yi's voice slowly rang out, "Protect Miss well. If anything happens to her, you and Yi Fei... won't need to come back."

Having said that, the tall figure rose from the chair, leaving behind the conscious Liuguang, and strode out of the room.

Liu Guang stared blankly in the direction where her master had disappeared for a moment before she came to her senses and hurriedly knelt on the ground. "Yes, Your Highness, I will protect you well and will not fail you!"

The night was as dark as ink, and the eerie chill cast a shadow over the entire capital. A fine horse galloped through the city's streets and quickly disappeared into the darkness. When the horse reappeared, it had stopped outside a mansion. Upon closer inspection, this mansion was none other than the residence of the First Prince, who had recently celebrated his wedding.

The Crown Prince's residence was heavily guarded, but for Bai Yi, moving around the mansion was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

In the darkness, a figure flashed by, but no one noticed. By the time someone finally uttered a "Who?", the figure was already sitting in a chair, holding a flame in his hand, about to light the candles in the room.

The firelight gradually brightened the room, eventually illuminating the entire space. Bai Yi, sitting in a chair, looked up at the bedside. His eldest brother, holding a sharp sword, was looking at him with a furrowed brow, seemingly deeply displeased.

Bai Yi glanced at the sword in Qing Lan's hand, shrugged, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "Is this how you treat your guests, Eldest Brother?"

Qinglan made no attempt to hide his displeasure, coldly tossing aside the sword in his hand. "Third brother, this doesn't seem like the proper way to pay a visit."

There was an even stronger sense of reproach in his words.

"It's so late, Third Brother, why aren't you asleep? Is there something you need?" Qinglan was shrewd; thinking of something, he became even more serious. He knew his third brother quite well; he would never appear here in this way unless it was something very important. Suddenly, Qinglan's eyes sharpened. "Could it be Mi'er...?"

Bai Yi frowned, seemingly extremely displeased that Qing Lan was so concerned about An Mi. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully, "Fortunately, the eldest prince did not share a room with the eldest princess, otherwise, Bai Yi would probably have bothered her tonight."