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Chapter 57 What does it mean to be high and mighty?

Yang Tianrui got up and threatened Zhang Rong, "You just wait, let's go!"

He abruptly flicked his sleeve and led his servants out of the gambling den.

The people around dispersed and all turned their attention to Zhang Rong.

However, Zhang Rong, the protagonist of the incident, had sweaty palms and even her nose was glistening with moisture.

He lowered his head, hiding his trembling hands. He was terrified just now. If Gu Lingzhi hadn't guessed correctly, he might have really lost his life today.

Gu Lingzhi glanced at Zhang Rong and was surprised that such a small matter had made Zhang Rong's back soaked with sweat.

She whispered a reminder: "Why don't you put the silver away quickly?"

Zhang Rong finally came to his senses and managed to recover from the shock he had just experienced. However, he knew that now was not the time to ask Gu Lingzhi about these things. Since he had already achieved his goal, he immediately picked up the silver notes on the table and turned to leave.

However, he was constantly being watched by two anxious eyes from behind.

A dark glint flashed in Mo Jinghan's eyes, the light disappearing in an instant. He turned to his younger brother and asked, "Mo Liufeng, who is he?"

Mo Liufeng shook the peony folding fan in his hand, smiling excitedly: "I heard that he is the only son of General Zhang's mansion. He is usually very well-behaved and was taught to be well. I heard that he went to the border a few days ago. I wonder why he suddenly appeared in the capital."

"You mean he went to the border?"

Mo Jinghan's voice suddenly turned cold, his five fingers slowly closed, and the veins on the back of his hand stood out, as if he was about to crush the cup at any moment.

Mo Liufeng clearly noticed the change in his attitude, and his peach-blossom eyes lit up. He asked with some curiosity, "Why does Your Majesty care about this?"

Mo Jinghan lowered his head, concealing the murderous intent in his eyes: "No, if he really went, he should have died on the way back. But he is now appearing at the gambling house unharmed and inexplicably betting his life with Yang Tianrui. He must have been instructed by someone."

"so what?"

Mo Liufeng looked at him with a half-smile.

Mo Jinghan's eyes now held a newfound certainty. He abruptly stood up from his chair, his blue robe exuding a gentle and refined aura: "He's back!"

Mo Liufeng seemed to deliberately feign ignorance: "Who is the person my royal brother is referring to?"

Seeing his younger brother feigning ignorance, Mo Jinghan didn't want to waste any words. He had gained a lot today, and he was determined to make proper preparations in advance.

Otherwise, if we actually run into them, we might end up being the passive party.

Mo Jinghan never dared to underestimate Mo Jiuxiao, at least not now.

The two princes quickly left through the back door of the gambling den without alerting anyone in front.

Meanwhile, Gu Lingzhi and Zhang Rong had already run back from the gambling den and finally parked the carriage outside the inn. Zhang Rong still looked nervous: "Did you really shake them off?"

Gu Lingzhi smiled and nodded: "Of course I got rid of it, no one will know."

Gu Lingzhi was even more adept at counter-surveillance and tracking.

After all, this kind of thing is an instinct for every special forces soldier. If she didn't have some skills, she wouldn't have been able to get into the most special unit.

Therefore, Gu Lingzhi had already noticed that the two of them were being followed as soon as they came out of the gambling den.

Having wasted some time and taken a long detour, Zhang Rong saw Gu Lingzhi about to go upstairs and quickly took out the silver notes he had on him.

"This is the silver from just now..."

"It's yours!" Gu Lingzhi interrupted Zhang Rong directly, leaving him no room for rebuttal. "After all, I was risking your life, so this is compensation for you. Also, thank you!"

Her voice was sincere, and her eyes held a captivating brilliance that was impossible to resist.

Zhang Rong stood there dumbfounded, only coming to his senses after Gu Lingzhi left.

This was a full 100,000 taels of silver notes, and the other party just gave it to him without any hesitation.

Just how rich is that person to be able to do this?

Of course, the one with money is not Gu Lingzhi, but Mo Jiuxiao.

Zhang Rong returned to his room with a complicated expression, holding those things that seemed like a hot potato. However, judging from Gu Lingzhi's expression, it was impossible for him to chase after her and give them to her.

As for the other party's claim that they were joking about his life, Zhang Rong was initially angry, but when the truth was revealed, he was no longer angry at all; he was simply full of admiration.

It was something Zhang Rong had never expected that she could manipulate her opponent so easily, treating Yang Tianrui like a puppet and even controlling the outcome.

But Zhang Rong had no idea that at some point that night, Gu Lingzhi, wearing a cloak, went to a nearby alley and met someone.

The man stood there anxiously, his face showing some unease, but his eyes lit up instantly when he saw Gu Lingzhi.

"My lord, I wonder if you are satisfied with what I have done?"

Gu Lingzhi's face was completely hidden in the cloak, but with her men's clothing and specially disguised voice, no one would suspect her identity.

She generously placed the thousand taels of silver notes in his hand: "Very well, this matter is between you and me!"

"Yes, yes, sir, rest assured, I will not utter a single extra word!"

Holding a stack of gleaming gold banknotes in his hand, the man was overjoyed, his heart bursting with happiness.

In his excitement, he began to count the silver notes, but as he counted, his body suddenly stiffened.

He tried to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

The hand that was counting money started to swell and turn red without anyone noticing, and soon it looked like a steamed bun.

poisonous!

The two words lingered on his tongue. The man realized he had been tricked, and a ferocious look appeared on his face, but he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Gu Lingzhi, who witnessed this scene from around the corner, raised an eyebrow.

"Deserve it!"

That man was a lackey who followed Yang Tianrui around, always swindling and cheating. The bad things he had done were too numerous to list. Last night, when she and Zhang Rong saw him on the road, they saw him bullying several beggars.

She simply made an excuse to get off the bus, and Zhang Rong, being so oblivious, didn't realize what she had actually done.

That's why the man suddenly became so skilled in the gambling den, winning battle after battle.

It was all because Gu Lingzhi gave him hints and a large sum of money.

But she didn't want anyone to know about this. She couldn't bring herself to kill someone, but it was easy to silence them.

In the darkness, Gu Lingzhi pulled her cloak tighter. Her eyebrows and eyes resembled crescent moons. She wasn't wearing a human skin mask. She turned and walked back the way she came.

But as soon as he turned around, someone grabbed his shoulder.

Her body suddenly stiffened, and she quickly raised her head, her ink-stained hand aimed directly at the newcomer.

The angle was incredibly tricky; if Mo Jiuxiao hadn't reacted so quickly, it wouldn't have been as simple as just getting injured.

Moonlight streamed down, and Gu Lingzhi finally saw the face in front of her clearly.

She paused slightly, inwardly complaining about her own over-vigilance.

She had just thought her counter-surveillance skills were pretty good, but now she'd been proven wrong. She had no idea that Mo Jiuxiao had followed her.

Biting her lip, Gu Lingzhi lowered her voice and questioned Mo Jiuxiao in the dark alley, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night, Your Highness?"

Mo Jiuxiao remained in the same position where he had grabbed her wrist, the tip of the dagger already pressed against his neck.

Nodding slightly, Mo Jiuxiao's eyes swept over her, and the strand of hair of different colors hidden in her hair bun seemed to glow, becoming his unique mark.

"Whatever you come here for, I will do the same."

Gu Lingzhi, of course, didn't want to reveal her plans: "I'm taking a walk; it's too stuffy inside."

Mo Jiuxiao didn't expose Gu Lingzhi's lie, but instead grabbed her arm and said, "In that case, let's do it together!"

Together?

Gu Lingzhi was in a slump, turning her head to gaze at Mo Jiuxiao's profile.

That face was exquisitely beautiful from every angle, whether viewed from the front or the side, leaving no room for any flaws.

She was uncomfortably led along the alley by the hand, a black cloak pulled over her head. Gu Lingzhi looked up at the still perfectly round moon in the sky and suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It was as if the skies of two worlds had overlapped at that moment.

The hand that was being grabbed tightened slightly, and Mo Jiuxiao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Gu Lingzhi was taken aback. She quickly covered her face and hid behind Mo Jiuxiao.

A group of people gradually appeared not far ahead.

Gu Lingzhi only revealed her beautiful eyes, her gaze turning cold as she stared at the lead horse at the end of the alley.

That person left a deep impression on Gu Lingzhi's memory.

Having lived in the capital for so many years, Gu Lingzhi was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion and had seen many princes and grandsons of the emperor.

The figure not far away was one of the enemies Gu Lingzhi had returned to deal with.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually drew closer.

The delicate sounds seemed to create a rhythmic melody in the silent night sky.

Mo Jiuxiao stood there with his hands behind his back, his posture upright, and his face did not show even a hint of surprise.

The sound of hooves stopped, and just a dozen meters away from the two of them, the Third Prince Mo Jinghan lowered his eyes.

He seemed to think for a moment before jumping off his horse, his attitude extremely perfunctory: "Greetings, Ninth Prince!"

When Gu Lingzhi saw the other party bowing so respectfully, she raised an eyebrow slightly. She had almost forgotten that Mo Jiuxiao was the uncle of the future emperor in front of her.

"No need for formalities!" This is what it means to be high and mighty.

Although Mo Jinghan was very displeased, as a prince, he still had to be courteous.

"Since Uncle Wang is alright, why doesn't he go to the palace to meet the Emperor as soon as possible? If I hadn't seen Zhang Rong at the gambling den today, I would probably have thought that Uncle Wang had already met with misfortune."