Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 39 Beyond the Snow Curtain
"So Qinggong also requires some skills. I didn't expect that I could jump so far after practicing according to the secret manual. If it weren't for Miss Su, I would have smashed the wall with my face."

Zhao Wumian followed Xue Xiao's guidance and came to a restaurant near Prince Jin's Mansion. He was sitting on the fourth floor at the moment, next to the window, and could see the grandeur and vastness of Prince Jin's Mansion from afar.

Guan Yunshu, wearing a straw hat and raincoat, sat opposite him, sipping tea. Hearing Zhao Wumian's sigh, he simply said, "Boring."

"What's boring?"

"Qinggong requires hard work to learn. This kind of thing that even children know is very boring. You are also boring when talking about this topic." After what happened last night, Guan Yunshu and Zhao Wumian's relationship should have been better, but it's a pity that he is still so sharp-tongued.

The Thousand-Li Horse is inside the Prince of Jin's Mansion, and the size of the Mansion is unknown. Anyway, Zhao Wumian looked from the fourth floor and almost couldn't see the edge. The buildings are so complicated that no one knows where the Thousand-Li Horse is kept. However, Xue Xiao will lead them to the specific location, and it is not yet night, so the two plan to sneak in under the cover of night.

Snow Owl stood on the top of the teahouse, gazing at Prince Jin's Mansion, always paying attention to the movements around him. He was as fat as a snowball, just like a lucky animal in the teahouse.

Dusk had arrived, and the warm golden sunlight shone through the window onto the table. Zhao Wumian picked up the teacup, and the surface of the water in it began to sparkle with golden light.

"You must have no friends."

"There are countless people who want to make friends with me, but I just don't bother to deal with them."

“That’s what people with no friends say.”

Guan Yunshu guessed that Zhao Wumian had angered her again. She put down the teacup, narrowed her eyes, and decided to have a good talk with Zhao Wumian.

But the two were attracted by the strange scene downstairs. They saw a group of people wearing black armor, estimated to be a hundred people, marching through the street and heading towards Prince Jin's Mansion.

The carriages were trapped inside the soldiers. The cold wind gently caressed them, and occasionally blew up the curtains, so that it could be seen that there were boxes inside the carriages. Without opening them, one could tell what was inside were probably gold, silver, and jewelry.

Taiyuan is an important border town, and it is quite common to see troops marching through the streets. Therefore, most pedestrians would just take a few glances, sigh that the army's spirit is really good, and then look away. Or they would guess with interest that this was the money that Prince Jin had seized from Jinxiangfang.

The farce at Wujiang Hall last night must have spread throughout Taiyuan through those wanderers. Just this morning, Prince Jin had already sent people to raid Jinxiangfang, and people on the streets are talking about this matter... So at a glance, the strategy of diverting trouble to others was quite successful. People's attention was actually focused on Huanzhen Pavilion, and almost no one noticed the two people.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, then looked at the carriage in the middle of the army.

The carriage curtains were thick and velvety, so the wind couldn't blow them up. They were also protected in the center... Zhao Wumian looked at Guan Yunshu, pointed, and asked in a low voice: "There must be some dignitaries sitting in that carriage? I guess it has something to do with King Jin. I'm not good at using hidden weapons, Miss Guan, can you open the curtains so I can see who's inside?"

"Are you free?" Guan Yunshu glanced at him.

"What if it helps our plan? The King of Jin and I are sworn enemies, so I must find out who is visiting him. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle."

What Zhao Wumian said made sense. Guan Yunshu subconsciously looked at her teacup, then was slightly stunned... She had no water.

Seeing that the carriage was about to drive away, she immediately stretched out a jade finger and lightly touched Zhao Wumian's teacup. A drop of tea condensed on her fingertips. Then she flicked it lightly, and the tea made a soft "whoosh" sound. The next moment, the heavy velvet curtain seemed to be blown by a typhoon and suddenly flew up.

Zhao Wumian was astonished by this move, but before he could marvel for long, he saw the curtains flying up, and he quickly turned his head to look.

Amidst the heavy snow, a young man with red lips and white teeth was sitting in a carriage. The curtains suddenly flew up, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew into the carriage. The handsome young man frowned, raised his sleeves to cover his face to block the wind, and glanced sideways to the outside of the carriage.

There was a restaurant on the side of the carriage. The windows and doors on the first, second and third floors were closed, obviously because it was too cold outside. Only the windows and doors on the fourth floor were wide open, so Zhao Wumian and Guan Yunshu sat by the window.

The three of them looked at each other across the snow curtain, and then the curtain fell down due to gravity.

"Male?" Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously.

"What? You still hope it's a woman?" Guan Yunshu slowly poured himself another cup of tea and asked leisurely... but his tone was a little weird, as if Zhao Wumian was the flower thief like Tu Ziling who only loved to steal fragrance and jade.

Zhao Wumian ignored Guan Yunshu's strange tone and asked, "Do you know who that person is?" Guan Yunshu shook his head calmly, "I've never seen him."

"Could it be the son of King Jin?"

Guan Yunshu hesitated for a moment, "The Prince of Jin is eighteen this year, so he should be about the same age. And he went to the Prince of Jin's mansion, so it is most likely him."

Hearing this, Zhao Wumian gently knocked on the window sill. The Snow Owl was standing on the eaves with its eyes squinted and almost fell asleep. When it heard the muffled sound, it was startled, shook off the snowflakes on its body, flew into the building from the window, stood on the table and looked up at Zhao Wumian... There was always a look of dissatisfaction in its eyes when it looked at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the snack plate on the table and threw them to it, "Did you see that carriage? The person living inside is probably the Prince of Jin. Follow him and see where he lives in the Prince of Jin's mansion."

"Gu!" Snow Owl got angry again. Why did this guy treat me with melon seeds again? I'm a bird of prey! How can a bird of prey eat melon seeds! ?

Zhao Wumian laughed and took out a few slices of cooked meat. Xue Xiao wolfed down the meat before willingly flying out of the building to go to work.

"Track him?" Guan Yunshu sipped his hot tea and warned, "Don't kill him. The Princess of Jin died young, and he only has this one son left. He loves him dearly. If you kill the Crown Prince of Jin, the King of Jin will definitely go crazy on the spot. A vassal king like him, who has 200,000 elite soldiers, will go crazy and ignore the border. The Rong tribe will march straight in, and there will be a lot of casualties."

"I know." Zhao Wumian drank the tea in one gulp. Hmm? It seems to be much more fragrant.

Raising her eyelids, Guan Yunshu gently lifted her bamboo hat with her slender index finger, revealing her beautiful face, but she looked at him with a perverted look in her eyes, "You lecher."

"Hmm?" After being scolded, Zhao Wumian was confused, and then realized that the tea was just touched by Guan Yunshu. He was shocked. Is this woman the reincarnation of a flower demon? Why can the tea become fragrant with just a slight touch?

If you soak her socks in water, why would you need glutinous lemon tea...

He didn't dare to ask this question, but he guessed it was the effect of some kind of martial arts technique.

"Look at the way Miss used hidden weapons just now..." Zhao Wumian chuckled, clasping his hands.

Guan Yunshu pressed down his bamboo hat and hummed lightly, "Want to learn?"

"think."

"No."

"But what are the conditions? Or is it the secret of Xiao Xitian that cannot be passed on?"

"neither."

"Why is that?"

"This is not a hidden weapon method." Guan Yunshu stretched out a jade-white finger, and laughed lightly in a tone that mocked Zhao Wumian's IQ, and said, "It is a finger method."

"..." Zhao Wumian silently poured himself another cup of tea and took a sip. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but it was indeed not as fragrant as the previous cup. He said, "You are boring when playing this kind of word game."

Guan Yunshu folded his arms and said calmly: "No matter how much you beg me, I will not teach you martial arts."

"Hey, Miss Guan, I'm different from you. You can stick to not telling lies for your whole life, but I'm just an ordinary person. What I just said was just a lie, don't take it seriously."

As the two chatted, dusk gradually faded and night fell. When they turned their heads to look, they saw that the lights were already on in the huge Prince Jin's Mansion... It was time to go to the Prince Jin's Mansion to find out what was going on.

(End of this chapter)