Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

His deep, sharp eyes remained fixed on the woman opposite him, who was still calmly drinking.

This was the first time Marta had encountered such an extraordinary woman from the Great Wei, and a sense of curiosity and a desire to explore arose in her heart.

“You caused Maya’s illness.”

"What are you talking about, young master? I don't know anything about Marya." After swallowing the mutton in her mouth, the woman calmly glanced at Marta across from her and said, "If you want to drink, young master, you can ask the waiter. Also, I've already reserved this seat, so please leave."

"What if I don't leave!"

For some reason, he felt a surge of anger rising within him. He, a prince of Nanling, had been completely ignored by the women of Dawei.

Marta's icy aura was palpable in the air, and her gaze toward Meng Tong was defiant.

With a chuckle, the woman ignored the gaze from across the table, finished the mutton on her plate, and drank the wine beside her.

The woman got up and walked upstairs, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

Marta couldn't stand this arrogant disregard for others. He stood up and took a few quick steps to catch up with the woman. He reached out his left hand and went straight for the woman's collar.

Just as her fingers were about to touch the edge of the cloak, the woman's body tilted slightly to the left, and then a force even stronger than internal energy shot straight towards Marta's face.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and she took two steps back before stumbling down the stairs.

The force struck the man squarely on the forehead, and Marta felt dizzy before falling straight backward.

A guard quickly grabbed the man and then glared at the woman on the stairs. "You audacious commoner, how dare you attack the prince! You... *splatter*"

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the man who had just been uttering threats was now lifeless.

People on the first floor ran away or hid, and their gazes toward Meng Tong changed from scrutiny to awe.

It's good that I didn't provoke that woman.

Looking indifferently at everything before him, Meng Tong curled up a cold smile, then turned and went up to the third floor.

As I passed by Maya's room, I heard an old woman's roar and the sound of something being smashed.

Meng Tong returned to her room without changing her expression.

About 15 minutes later, the woman lay on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

Suddenly, a pair of clear eyes opened, and then footsteps were heard coming from the doorway.

The scene was hurried and chaotic. Meng Tong's porcelain-white face showed impatience. She then got up and walked towards the door.

"Boom bang bang."

A loud knocking sounded as Meng Tong arrived at the door, accompanied by a stern and cold male voice.

"Open the door! The Dali Temple is arresting a wanted criminal."

"Boom bang bang."

The door was pounded on loudly, and the man's tone was arrogant and unreasonable.

She had always kept a low profile and had no intention of causing trouble, but since they came to her, there was nothing she could do.

Her tense face turned cold, and the killing intent in her eyes was unleashed when she saw the long knife stuck in her neck.

"May I ask you, do you not need to interrogate criminals when you arrest them?"

With a sneer, Meng Tong glanced at the seven or eight long knives held to her neck.

Their eyes were sharp and vicious, as if they were about to kill her on the spot at any moment.

Upon hearing the woman's question, the leading man glanced at her, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes, followed by a nauseating, sticky sensation.

With the knife tip poked at the woman's smooth chin, the man sneered with a hint of teasing, "If a beauty like you could serve us brothers, we might extend your life by a few more days."

That arrogant air of superiority, as if human life were in his hands, was utterly disgusting.

Meng Tong had considered the corruption and incompetence of the Great Wei, but he never imagined it could be this level of folly.

"First, let me ask this gentleman what mistake I have made."

"Ha, assassinating the prince and princess of Nanling is not a crime? They are distinguished guests of the Great Wei. They are not comparable to a lowly woman like you."

"Now that we have both witnesses and physical evidence, if you don't want to die, come back with us, or we'll execute you on the spot."

Her tone was full of intimidation, and the man expected the woman to show a panicked expression.

But to his surprise, the woman just looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at a dead man.

"Giving up on you? What kind of look is that? I am from the Dali Temple... Pfft."

The man, who had been speaking, felt a sharp pain as a whip wrapped around his ankle and then fell to the ground.

It felt as if his heart was being squeezed and kneaded. Within seconds, the man vomited blood, and his eyes became bloodshot and bulged.

"You vile woman, how dare you plot against an official of the imperial court! Guards... uh..."

"puff."

Another spurt of blood gushed out, and several more people collapsed beside him.

Meng Tong stared blankly at the pained expressions on their faces, never letting up with the force in his hands.

She was never afraid of anyone.

Within minutes, everyone standing at the door collapsed, and the air around them was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Maria was lying on the bed inside the house when she heard noises coming from the hallway outside.

The woman, whose face was so wrinkled that it was impossible to recognize her original features, now had a slight smile on her lips, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in her dim yellow eyes.

She assumed the strong smell of blood outside meant Meng Tong had been killed.

Meng Tong was indeed annoyed by these people's harassment. After dealing with them, she swaggered out of the inn and went straight to the West City.

……

The matter of the South City Inn spread like wildfire throughout the capital in less than a day.

After getting up early, Meng Tong left a small inn in the western part of the city and went straight to the mutton restaurant from yesterday.

Having rented a horse-drawn carriage a few days in advance from an old man next door, Meng Tong drove the carriage directly there.

Not long after the shop was opened, Meng Tong came over.

He came out with a smile on his face and eagerly took the rope, saying, "Why did you come so early, young lady?"

"If you want to eat lamb, come over early."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was delighted and quickly ordered someone to lead her carriage to the backyard. Meng Tong followed him to the backyard.

The two sheep that had been bought had been locked in a room. The shopkeeper opened the door and let Meng Tong take a closer look.

“Girl, these sheep are very easy to raise. If you can’t finish them all at home, you can keep them and eat them during the New Year.”

"Yeah, okay."

He echoed the shopkeeper's words and had the waiter in the backyard, who was in charge of raising the sheep, put them into the carriage.

Meng Tong paid the last amount and then drove the carriage straight out of the city.

She toured the capital city and bought what she needed to buy.

Staying inside is really annoying; it's better to just go to the place where we're supposed to meet in two days.

As Meng Tong walked along the street outside the carriage, he noticed several soldiers patrolling, and they seemed to be holding some kind of portrait.

It was obvious they were looking for her, but Meng Tong felt relieved the moment she saw the blueprints.