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Chapter 500 The Ninth Princess Wants to Escape Her Marriage

The group quickly occupied the entire post station. They set up traps throughout the station, seemingly intending to lay a snare for the Ninth Princess's arrival.

Mo Liu then quietly circled around from a distance, wanting to find out the specific details of the Ninth Princess's carriage.

Upon seeing the Ninth Princess's carriage approaching, he immediately turned around and rushed back as fast as he could.

Beiyu is not far from the Jin Kingdom, and with the current political instability in Beiyu, various forces are secretly plotting.

Therefore, the Ninth Princess was not escorted by any of her brothers or friends when she went to the Jin Kingdom for the marriage alliance.

If the Ninth Princess were to meet with misfortune, the two countries would inevitably descend into a terrible war.

Inside the carriage, the Ninth Princess slumped on the soft cushion, her eyes already red from crying.

The personal maid stood cautiously to the side, her face full of worry and confusion.

She knew the princess was in a bad mood and that the slightest mistake could provoke her into a rage.

If we don't speak, we're afraid the princess might do something foolish in a moment of despair.

But if I say too much, I'm afraid I'll only add fuel to the fire and make the princess even angrier.

The maid was caught in this dilemma, at a loss, and even her breathing became cautious.

Suddenly, the Ninth Princess reached out and grabbed the maid's wrist. Her voice was trembling with tears, yet also carried a sense of desperate resolve: "We'll be at the post station soon. Be smart later. I don't want to marry into the Jin Kingdom."

The maid was so frightened that her face turned pale, her legs went weak, and she knelt down at the Ninth Princess's feet with a thud.

She lowered her head, her forehead almost touching the ground, her voice trembling violently: "Princess, you cannot escape. This marriage alliance between our two countries is a decree personally issued by His Majesty. If you escape, you will be committing the crime of deceiving the Emperor. If the Jin Kingdom holds you accountable, war between our two countries is inevitable. For the sake of the millions of people of both nations, I implore you, Princess, to reconsider!"

As the maid spoke, her body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind. She knew that her words might anger the princess, but for the sake of the greater good, she still mustered up the courage to speak.

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Princess flew into a rage, forcefully shoving the maid and cursing, "You wretched girl, if you want to marry, then you marry in my place! Using the people of two countries to pressure me, I don't care about any of that!"

The maid was pushed and nearly fell, but she quickly regained her balance, remaining kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift her head, her voice trembling with tears as she continued to plead:

"Your Highness, this is absolutely impossible! The Jin envoys have all seen your face. This method of substitution is simply not feasible. Once war breaks out, it will be the innocent people of both countries who suffer. Princess, please reconsider!"

"Slap!" The Ninth Princess was completely enraged by the maid's words. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped the maid hard.

The slap was extremely powerful; the maid's cheek instantly swelled up, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

The Ninth Princess glared angrily and shouted, "How dare you! It's not your place to tell me what to do! What do I care about the suffering of the people? If you dare to obstruct me, I will not let you off!"

The maid covered her swollen face, pressed her forehead tightly to the ground, and trembled slightly. As a servant, these were the only words she could utter.

If the princess refuses to listen and insists on running away, there's nothing she can do.

Princess Jiu's carriage slowly arrived at the entrance of the post station. As soon as the carriage came to a stop, the accompanying guards surrounded the post station completely.

Armed with sharp weapons and with vigilant expressions, they searched every corner that might be dangerous, determined to ensure the princess's absolute safety.

This wait lasted a long time, from sunset until late at night.

Mo Liu, who was gathering information, clearly saw that the people in the envoy's party were meeting up furtively with the group that had been lying in ambush at the post station in the woodshed.

They lowered their voices, their expressions tense, as if they were plotting some nefarious scheme. Mo Liu felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that things were probably far more complicated than he had imagined.

Inside her room at the inn, the Ninth Princess's mind was no longer on this seemingly peaceful marriage journey. She was consumed by thoughts of escape.

She had no desire to marry a prince she had never even met.

She secretly considered her options, even feeling that the maid beside her was a burden, but she was also worried that escaping alone would be too difficult, so she finally decided to leave the post station with the maid.

The Ninth Princess devised a plan. First, she lured the guards at the door into the room. Then, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, she and her maid worked together to knock the guards unconscious.

Then, they tiptoed toward the back door of the post station, thinking they would get away with it unnoticed.

Little did they know that from the moment they began planning their escape, their every move was under the close surveillance of the gang of thieves.

It seemed as if every corner of the post station was hiding pairs of eyes, coldly watching their every move.

The Ninth Princess and her maid cautiously approached the back door of the post station, about to take this fateful step.

A cold voice came from behind: "Princess, it's late. Where are you going?"

The Ninth Princess froze abruptly, then slowly turned around, only to find that the envoy, Lord Mu, had somehow appeared behind them.

Lord Mu wore a faint smile, but his eyes were as cold as icy stars, sending chills down one's spine.

The Ninth Princess forced a smile and said, "Lord Mu, I just feel that I ate a bit too much for dinner and would like to go for a walk to digest."

Her voice trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Do you need to carry a bundle to aid digestion?" Lord Mu asked coldly, his gaze falling on the bundle tightly clutched in the Ninth Princess's hand.

The Ninth Princess felt a pang of anxiety, realizing that her lie had been exposed.

Without a second thought, she instinctively tightened her grip on the bundle, pushed the maid beside her toward Lord Mu, opened the door, and ran desperately into the darkness.

The Ninth Princess pushed with all her might, and the maidservant was thrown uncontrollably toward Lord Mu.

Immediately afterwards, blood slowly flowed from the corner of the maid's mouth.

Lord Mu frowned in disgust, reached out, and ruthlessly pushed the maid's corpse aside.

In his hand, he held a dagger stained with blood. He slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood off the dagger.

After wiping, he casually tossed the handkerchief aside and made a subtle gesture towards the shadows.

Almost instantly, a group of dark figures emerged from the darkness and pounced on the princess's guards like ghosts.

These men were well-trained, ruthless, and deadly. Before the princess's guards could react, they were plunged into a bloody battle.

The post station instantly descended into chaos, with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons mingling together, and flames soaring into the sky.