They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Wang Hu's eyes lit up. Wu Ziyan, Chu Qiu, and Han Yuxiu walked into the hall as if they had their own light effect, shining brightly around them and outshining everyone else. Wang Hu laughed heartily, pushed aside the beauties accompanying him, stood up, and walked towards the three of them.

Wu Ziyan was the first to step forward and grabbed Wang Hu's hand. Because she was a woman, she didn't hold back at all. Looking at Wang Hu with admiration in her eyes, she said, "What a handsome older sister! Have pity on us three brothers."

Wang Hu looked down and saw that handsome, delicate face. Touching that smooth hand sent a shiver down his spine. Wu Ziyan continued her coquettish offensive, her eyes sparkling. She pulled his hand and shook it back and forth, determined not to let Chu Qiu and Han Yuxiu be bullied.

Wang Hu grabbed Wu Ziyan's slender waist, squinted, and carefully examined the three of them before pointing at Han Yuxiu: "You, come over here and let me take a closer look."

"Oh, sister, he's always had a terrible temper. I'm afraid he'll upset you." Wu Ziyan stood between them. Wang Hu's expression changed, and he looked somewhat displeased. Han Yuxiu clenched his fists and stepped forward, his face flushed and very nervous, but his eyes were fearless.

Wang Hu laughed again: "I think he's quite sensible. What are your names?"

“His name is Yu’er, his name is Qiu’er, and my name is Yan’er,” Wu Ziyan replied.

Wang Hu glanced at Wu Ziyan a few more times, feeling that she was talking too much. Wang Hu said, "Take them to wash up and then bring them over."

The henchman obeyed and led the three of them down. Chu Qiu walked close to Wu Ziyan, saying, "I didn't expect to meet their leader so easily."

"It's a bit too easy; there might be a trap." They remained vigilant, observing and scrutinizing their surroundings.

The henchmen urged, "What are you whispering about? If you keep the boss waiting, you'll be in big trouble!"

Wu Ziyan and Chu Qiu caught up and walked to a room, which seemed to be a washroom. The three of them were pushed inside, and then given several sets of clothes and urged to hurry up.

Han Yuxiu's face flushed red as he whispered, "No way, let's wash up together!"

Wu Ziyan also covered her chest somewhat awkwardly, and Chu Qiu smiled for the first time: "Why are you covering your chest, you woman? It's me and Yu Xiu who will suffer."

Wu Ziyan laughed awkwardly and put her hands down. It was a habit she hadn't broken yet, but she was indeed embarrassed to expose her breasts in front of others.

Wu Ziyan turned her back and said, "You guys wash first, then I'll wash."

Chu Qiu was quite uninhibited, perhaps because his military life had made him less concerned with formalities. Han Yuxiu awkwardly took off his clothes, occasionally glancing back to see if Wu Ziyan was peeking, but Wu Ziyan didn't have that kind of fetish.

After a while, Wu Ziyan asked, "Are you two ready?"

"Alright," Chu Qiu replied.

They had changed into clean clothes and looked much fresher; the mud and grime had been washed away. Wu Ziyan said, "Then I'll wash up. You two aren't allowed to peek."

Han Yuxiu blushed and said, "Who would be peeking at you?"

"Do you still need me to protect you closely?" Chu Qiu asked with a smile. This time, it was his turn to get his revenge. After spending the past few days together, he knew that Wu Ziyan was all talk and no action.

Wu Ziyan could tell that Chu Qiu was getting revenge for teasing him last time, so he shook his head with a fake smile.

He carefully washed away the mud, then wrapped himself in a corset, walked behind them, and patted them on the shoulders to indicate that he was done washing.

At this moment, Wu Ziyan was worried! She wondered if Changsun Boyu and the others had arrived in An County safely.

At this moment, the prefect of An County was indulging in pleasure. While there were starving corpses on the road outside, the aroma of wine and meat filled the air behind the mansion. He was blindfolded and playing hide-and-seek with a group of beauties.

A yamen runner rushed in: "Sir, two people have arrived outside. They say they were sent down from the court and have a token that they want to see you."

Prefect Hu was startled. He stopped playing and removed the blindfold from his eyes in shock: "What? From the imperial court? How come I didn't receive any news!"

"This junior doesn't know either. He's in the front hall. Sir, please go and check on him."

Prefect Hu calmed his breathing, put on a different expression, and walked into the hall. Changsun Boyu and Huang Ziliang sat down, drinking tea and resting.

Huang Ziliang whispered something in Changsun Boyou's ear. After all, Changsun Boyou looked very much like a woman. Huang Ziliang told him his thoughts, and he nodded after thinking about it. This was a proper solution, since it was often inconvenient for men to do things.

Prefect Hu came forward to greet them, sizing up the two of them as they traveled. Before she could introduce herself, Changsun Boyu produced a token: "Lord Hu, this is the princess's warrant. Bandits are rampant outside. You must have just come from that brothel! You've done a good job as prefect!"

Upon hearing that it was a princess's order, Prefect Hu immediately knelt down. A princess! She was a member of the royal family. But after kneeling down, he thought carefully and realized that none of the legendary princesses could match the people in front of him. He then looked up at the two of them a few more times.

"We are the princess's personal guards and attendants. The princess was captured by bandits on her way to provide disaster relief, and she specially sent me to mobilize troops to wipe out the bandits!" Changsun Boyou's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes even had a sharp look!

Prefect Hu stood up again. It turned out that it wasn't the real person. She was also confused and was frightened by the word "princess". She sat down in the chair and crossed her legs: "Don't be anxious, gentlemen. There are natural disasters and man-made calamities outside. The troops have all been sent to disaster relief. You know that, don't you?"

"The princess's life is hanging by a thread! And you intend to do nothing!"

"There must be quite a few people from the court here," Hu Yan said calmly, picking up her teacup, taking a sip of tea.

Huang Ziliang's expression changed. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Prefect Hu and said, "Prefect, the princess's fate is still unknown. If you send troops to rescue her, you will be rewarded handsomely. But if you make excuses and evade the task, you will be unable to bear the punishment from above!"

After hearing Huang Ziliang's words, Prefect Hu's eyes darted around. What he said was true, but she had always been in contact with the bandits. It would certainly not be a problem to ask for the release of the people, but she couldn't just write a letter and say that they were released. She also wanted to show off and make some money.

"Not at all. If the princess is in trouble, of course we should do our best to help her. I will immediately dispatch my personal guards to go up the mountain to rescue Her Highness."

Changsun Boyu looked at Huang Ziliang. This man was very composed in his actions. He was indeed different from the sons of officials. He had experienced many hardships and had naturally matured.

Prefect Hu ordered his men to treat the two of them well, and then slipped a letter to his attendant, instructing her to quickly inform Wang Hu and put on a show.