The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 32 His Wavering

"go out."

"Xiahou Ying, is there still any lingering poison in your body?" Standing motionless, Yin Quan looked at him, not intending to leave.

Without answering, Xiahou Ying walked around the table and headed towards the door.

"How can you have so many secrets? Don't tell me you're not telling me for my safety or anything like that, those are just excuses."

As if he hadn't heard her at all, Xiahou Ying walked slowly forward, never turning back.

He lost his composure just now.

He didn't even know why he did those things to her.

Yin Quan is a special person, but not so special that he would let his years of meticulously prepared plans be affected for her sake.

She, perhaps, won't affect him...

Standing at the doorway, Xiahou Ying lowered his gaze and glanced at his palm. A deep, thin, bluish-purple line appeared in the center of his palm, like a venomous snake, slowly creeping down the lines to his wrist before stopping.

"What is this? Is it poison in your body?"

Yin Quan’s voice came from the side. Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying clenched his fist and tucked his hands into his snow-white sleeves.

“Stingy…” Yin Quan pouted and squinted.

"It's not like I'm peeping at you while you're showering, why are you so nervous?"

With a furrowed brow and regaining his composure, Xiahou Ying looked at Yin Quan, who was close to him, pursed his thin lips, and after a long while let out a low sigh containing a hint of helplessness.

"If you want a maid, go find one yourself."

"Really?" Yin Quan's eyes lit up with joy.

"Have Wei Jun follow along." Xiahou Ying's voice was as cold as ever, yet it seemed to contain a hint of tenderness. Like snowmelt from the summit of a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, flowing gently down to join the glacier under the warm spring sun, bringing a refreshing warmth.

She waved happily as she watched Xiahou Ying leave, and as his straight back disappeared around the corner of the corridor, she turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

Walking behind Yin Quan on the bustling Xisi Street, Wei Jun was puzzled.

"Wei Jun, what kind of poison has your master been given?"

"Huh?" Wei Jun was taken aback. The topic came too suddenly, and he was a little caught off guard.

“He absolutely refuses to say, and I don’t plan to ask him.” As she spoke, Yin Quan stopped in front of the wide entrance of a clothing store and looked inside with great interest.

"Miss, would you like some clothes made?" The well-to-do middle-aged shopkeeper, dressed in a silk robe, greeted her at the door, his small eyes gleaming with the shrewdness typical of a businessman.

"Um, boss, do you make underwear here?"

Upon hearing this, the portly shopkeeper paused, his gaze quickly sweeping over Yin Quan and Wei Jun behind her, before saying, "Our shop mainly makes hand-made clothes, but if you have any needs, we can also make custom-made clothes according to your designs."

"Custom-made... I do have a drawing here, but I don't know if your shop can make it..." After hearing the boss's words, Yin Quan rubbed his chin, his slow and deliberate voice carrying a hint of hesitation.

Seeing this, the chubby boss had never seen a female customer make such a strange request before.

Normally, those who come to their Red Sleeve Residence are either high-ranking officials or nobles. Even the official robes of the Western Liang Kingdom are specially made by their family. This woman is dressed in fine clothes, but she seems to have no idea about the status of their Red Sleeve Residence in the capital. Perhaps she is from out of town.

Thinking this, the chubby shop owner rubbed his hands together, winked at a woman who was attending to other customers, then turned to Yin Quan and said with a smile, "Miss, whatever your request, our shop will do its best to fulfill it. Please come in and we can discuss it in detail."

“Young lady, our Hongxiuju is the largest clothing store in Zhaoyang. We even designate us to be the sole supplier of official uniforms for the Western Liang Kingdom. Please feel free to make any requests you may have.”

The woman was slender with exquisite makeup. She wore a light yellow silk dress with a light green sash tied around her waist, making her look very fresh and elegant.

"What about this? Can you make it?" she asked, showing him the drawing she had made earlier.

A took the pattern out of her bosom and handed it to the young woman. The woman was slightly taken aback at first, and then looked up at her in confusion.

"What is this?"

"Underwear, oh, it's a bit like a bellyband, but ten times more effective. Let me tell you..."

Standing outside the shop, Wei Jun listened to Yin Quan chatting away with the girls inside. He also noticed her gesturing with her hands in front of her chest from time to time, her brow furrowed. Wei Jun turned around and simply faced away from the entrance of Hongxiuju.

"Look, you can thread wire through here to shape your body. We women have to treat ourselves well. Wearing a bellyband can only prevent accidental exposure, but it will cause your breasts to sag and spread outwards. It ruins a perfectly good figure because of underwear. You'll end up with neither a prominent bust nor a perky butt. It's such a disservice to the good figure your parents gave you, don't you think?" Pointing at the pattern, Yin Quan went on and on, glancing at the woman next to her a few times. The woman's gaze flickered at what she was saying, and even her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Yes! You're absolutely right, young lady! We at Hongxiuju will take this order!" The woman in the yellow dress excitedly grasped Yin Quan's hands.

"Then it's settled! Deposit..."

"How could I ask you for a deposit? We'll talk about it after the product is finished." The woman in the yellow dress said with a smile as she saw Yin Quan to the door, waving goodbye and saying, "Come visit again sometime!"

"Wei Jun, do you think if I brought a courtesan home to be my maid, would your master kill that girl and then kill me?" After leaving Hongxiuju, Yin Quan walked casually down the street and suddenly said this.

Upon hearing this, Wei Jun was slightly speechless, but still replied, "Yes."

After hearing this, Yin Quan frowned and glanced at him, then calmed down.

The answer was cruel, but she believed it to be true.

Despite believing it, she was still somewhat depressed.

This isn't the expected routine...

Every time-traveling female protagonist will inevitably enter a brothel by chance, and then become famous overnight for her various talents, thus securing the position of the most beautiful courtesan. After that, she will definitely meet one or two eccentric brothel characters who are determined, talented, and sell their art but not their bodies. They will become fast friends with the female protagonist at first sight, and from then on, they will wander the world together, like wind and sand. You are the wind, and I am the sand! You are the maid, and I am the master!

Thinking this, Yin Quan wanted to shout to the heavens: "God, pour a bucket of dog blood on me and kill me!"

Just then, a basin of dirty water mixed with vegetable leaves fell from the sky. Fortunately, Wei Jun was quick-witted and agile enough to snatch Yin Quan away in time, preventing the dirty water from falling on her.

That's fine!

Staring wide-eyed at the water stain, Yin Quan looked up and saw that the water had been splashed from the second floor of Ruyi Building.

"Wei Jun, let's go up and take a look."

Seeing her enthusiastic expression, Wei Jun pursed his lips, somewhat unwilling.

He knew very well that this person was no easy task and who knew what trouble he might cause later...

Upon entering Ruyi Building, Yin Quan rushed straight to the second floor, where she saw three men surrounding a short and thin boy, shouting at him.

"Boy! I saw you steal my brother's purse with my own eyes! Hand it over obediently, or don't blame us for being impolite!" The burly man, wearing only a black jacket, roared and kicked over the bench in front of him, startling the other guests who all fled downstairs.

In an instant, only the frail boy, the fierce-looking man, and Yin Quan and others who had come to watch the excitement remained upstairs.

"I didn't take it! He took it!" the boy shouted, his voice as clear as his dark pupils, which was somewhat unexpected.

Upon hearing this, the burly man turned around and glanced at the people beside him. Then he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Good bastard, you stole money and are still spouting nonsense! Brothers, teach him a lesson!" The burly men roared and rushed forward. In an instant, the once peaceful hall was turned into a mess.

Finding a spot near a corner to sit down, Yin Quan smiled as she watched the people wrestling, without any intention of stopping them.

Standing next to her, Wei Jun's brow remained furrowed.

Are we just going to watch like this?

So she didn't come in with the intention of stopping the fight?

With each deepening smile on Yin Quan's face, Wei Jun's confusion grew stronger.

The boy moved with incredible speed, like a monkey darting about, yet his movements were far from chaotic. Every action, every dodge, was perfectly timed to defuse danger, and he would seize the opportunity to strike the three men decisively when he did so. He either didn't attack at all, or when he did, it was with deadly force. If the boy hadn't been celibate, those three would have been dead countless times over.

"Wei Jun, that's enough."

Just as Wei Jun had given up trying to guess Yin Quan's thoughts, the latter's voice suddenly rang out lightly. Upon hearing this, Wei Jun rushed out like a bright sword light, and subdued the three people in just three moves.

"In my opinion, he didn't steal anything from you. I can let you go, but you have to promise never to cause this young man any more trouble, understand?"

Standing up, Yin Quan slowly walked to the three people. She spoke very slowly, as if deliberately drawing out her words.

The three burly men hurriedly nodded in agreement, as if they had never expected to encounter a master like Wei Jun.

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan gave Wei Jun a wink, and Wei Jun loosened his grip, causing the three of them to flee as if their lives depended on it.

In the devastated lobby, only Yin Quan, Wei Jun, and the thin, pale-faced boy remained.

"Why did you save me?"

"You've got some guts, aren't you? You're not gentle at all with your savior." Ignoring the boy's indifferent, wary, and hostile attitude, Yin Quan smiled sweetly and casually, but her voice quickly turned cold.

"There's no one else here. Now, can you tell me why you're dressed as a man?"

"Why should I tell you!" The girl glared at Yin Quan, lowering her body slightly as if ready to strike.

"Why... Hmm, you need to let me think about that question carefully..." As if completely unaware of the girl's actions, Yin Quan lazily tilted her head, her tone casual and nonchalant, as if the girl with piercing eyes in front of her posed no threat whatsoever.

"Your attack stance is a bit unusual. Which ethnic minority are you from?" Without directly answering the girl's question, Yin Quan raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on the tips of her pearly nails.

Upon hearing her words, not only the hostile girl, but even Wei Jun slightly opened his eyes.

How did she figure that out?!