Joy of Life: Starting by clinging to the eldest princess's coattails!

Chapter 142 The Eldest Princess: Kill

Nearly ten days later.

Suzhou Wharf.

The two official boats slowly approached the shore, and the gangplank was lowered.

Chen Huizu, the Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate, walked at the front, followed by Lai Mingcheng, the Supervising Censor.

He Wenyuan, Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review; Wang Danwang, Director of the Department of Civil Affairs of the Ministry of Justice; Wang Tingzan, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel; Lin Ruofu, Assistant Director; and Yu Dingzhong, Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, disembarked in turn.

Several documents followed.

There were already people waiting at the dock.

Seeing the imperial envoys descend, Xie Yu quickly went to greet them, cupped his hands in greeting, and wore a fawning smile.

"Your humble servant, Xie Yu, Prefect of Suzhou, greets all the Imperial Envoys. I hope you have had a long and arduous journey."

Chen Huizu nodded and returned the greeting: "Thank you for your hospitality, Prefect."

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The other imperial envoys also returned the greetings.

Xie Yu straightened up, smiled, and gestured for them to follow: "Gentlemen, the inn is ready. Please follow me."

He didn't say much, his attitude was very official, and his tone even had a hint of ingratiation.

But the entire imperial envoy group still sensed that something was wrong.

Merchants were moving goods at the docks, laborers were carrying bags, and ordinary people were buying things.

But everyone looked at them with the same expression.

Undisguised malice.

anger.

It was like looking at an enemy.

Chen Huizu frowned and slowed his pace.

They've just arrived in Suzhou, and haven't done anything to offend Suzhou yet, right?

Yu Dingzhong also noticed it and lowered his voice: "Lord Chen, these people—"

Chen Huizu didn't reply, but turned to Xie Yu: "Prefect Xie, what's going on?"

Xie Yu's smile faltered.

He glanced at the people around him, then at Chen Huizu, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Lord Chen, well—let's talk about this when we get to the post station. Gentlemen, the post station is ready. Please follow me."

Chen Huizu did not move.

"We have just arrived in Suzhou, and Her Highness the Princess is also in Suzhou," he said. "How can we not pay our respects? Please, Prefect Xie, take us to pay our respects to Her Highness the Princess first, and then we will proceed to the post station."

The others nodded in agreement.

He Wenyuan stepped forward: "Lord Chen is right. Since Her Highness the Princess is here, we should pay our respects first."

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Xie Yu looked troubled.

"Well—His Highness may not be available. If you wish to pay your respects, you may need to consult with Her Highness the Eldest Princess. Please come with me to the post station first."

Chen Huizu thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright. Then I'll trouble Prefect Xie."

"Not at all. Please, everyone."

Xie Yu gestured for them to proceed.

The group left the dock and headed towards the inn.

The eyes of the people behind them followed them until they were far away.

Lakeside Cottage.

Lakeside pavilion.

Li Yunrui lay on the soft couch, her plain white clothes clinging to her body, revealing a noticeable bulge in her lower abdomen.

She held a grape in her hand and slowly put it into her mouth.

Mei-gu hurried into the pavilion.

"Your Highness, the imperial envoys have arrived. Prefect Xie sent word that the envoys wish to pay their respects to Your Highness."

Li Yunrui paused for a moment while chewing grapes.

"Greetings to me?" Her voice was gentle, yet tinged with doubt. "Why are these people not investigating their own cases, but instead coming to see me? My reputation isn't exactly good in their eyes these days."

These words seem to be directed at Anita Mui, yet also seem to be a question asked and answered by herself.

Anita Mui lowered her head and did not reply.

Li Yunrui thought for a moment and asked, "Where's Xiao Wuzi?"

Chunmei replied softly, "Your Highness, Lord Xiaowu is still in your room. He instructed that no one should disturb him, saying he wants to cultivate."

Li Yunrui pondered for a few moments.

"Then let them come over." She waved her hand.

Mei Gu bowed and said, "Yes, this servant will go and report back to Prefect Xie immediately."

She turned and left the pavilion.

Inside Li Yunrui's room.

Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the couch, silently chanting: "System, open the panel."

A pale blue light screen appeared before my eyes.

[Host: Wu Feng]

[Identity: Li Yunrui's close and favored minister]

[Cultivation Level: Rank 8]

[Techniques: Qi Scripture, Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Technique, Bright Jade Technique]

[Skills: Flying Willow and Light Smoke Technique, Phoenix Dance in Three Illusions, Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies, Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, Intermediate Makeup Technique]

[Mood value: 92520]

[Items: Hidden Sand Weapon, General's Mask, Makeup Tool Box, Embroidered Spring Knife]

More than 90,000 emotion points.

Wu Feng silently thought: System, consume 90,000 emotion points to conduct nine rare-level lottery draws!

【ding~】

[90000 emotion points deducted, lottery in progress ————]

The panel shimmered with light.

A few moments later, the lottery results popped up.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: 8 Rare True Qi Pills, Huayang Acupuncture Technique (from The Legend of Qin, with Li Xingyun's medical skills)]

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment.

Huayang Acupuncture Technique?

The General's Huayang Acupuncture Technique?

A smile appeared on his face. With this, he could say he now possessed both the skill of using concealed weapons and a medical technique.

He took out eight rare True Qi Pills from his inventory and swallowed them all at once.

A surge of powerful true energy flowed into his meridians, coursing through his limbs and bones.

The meridians throughout the body begin to become thicker and more solid.

A few breaths later, a slight tremor came from within his body.

Wu Feng opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Rank 8, Upper

It's not far from the ninth rank.

He took a breath and continued to silently recite: System, learn Huayang acupuncture.

The voice just fell.

A massive influx of information flooded my mind.

The techniques and methods of applying force in Huayang acupuncture, along with Li Xingyun's lifelong medical experience, were all transformed into a data stream and unfolded in his mind.

Wu Feng frowned, feeling a headache coming on for the first time.

It took at least 15 minutes for the swelling to subside.

He opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

I learned the Huayang acupuncture technique.

Now, he always wants to find something to shoot at someone.

At this time.

There was a knock on the door.

"Lord Xiao Wu, the imperial envoy has arrived. His Highness requests your presence."

Wu Feng replied, "I understand."

He got off the couch, straightened his robes, and went out the door.

Lakeside pavilion.

When Wu Feng walked in, seven imperial envoys dressed in blue-black official robes were talking to Li Yunrui.

He only recognized two people.

Lai Mingcheng and Lin Ruofu.

Li Yunrui remained seated on the soft couch, not getting up. Seeing Wu Feng approach, she raised her eyes, a smile playing at the corners.

Wu Feng walked straight up behind her and stopped, asking softly, "Your Highness, what's wrong? What do you need me to do?"

He reached out and massaged her shoulders.

The movements were natural.

It felt like I'd done it countless times.

The faces of the imperial envoys all changed.

"presumptuous!"

A furious shout exploded out.

He Wenyuan, the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, stepped forward, pointed at Wu Feng, and his face was full of anger.

"Wu Feng, how dare you, a mere merchant, be so disrespectful to Her Highness the Princess!"

Lai Mingcheng and Lin Ruofu immediately moved aside subtly, keeping a distance from He Wen.

Chen Huizu and the other imperial envoys remained calm, as if they hadn't heard anything.

A gentle smile slowly appeared on Li Yunrui's face.

Her voice was soft, yet carried an indescribable sickness: "Kill."

The words fell.

The sword-wielding maid, Ling Shuang, was about to make a move.

Wu Feng raised his hand and casually waved it.

A very fine silver needle pierced the air.

It was so fast that it was impossible to see it clearly.

"puff."

The silver needle pierced He Wenyuan's brow and emerged from the back of his head, leaving a trail of blood.

He Wenyuan's eyes widened instantly, his face still showing anger and fear.

Then he fell straight backward.

"Bang."

The body fell to the ground.

The pavilion was deathly silent.

Chen Huizu and the others stood there, their faces filled with terror.

A Dali Temple Assistant, one of the three judicial officials, died just like that?

Li Yunrui didn't even glance at the corpse.

Her voice remained gentle and calm: "I'm running out of fertilizer, so I'll use this instead."

Mei bowed: "Yes, Your Highness."

With a wave of her hand, two maids immediately stepped forward, lifted He Wenyuan's body, and quickly left the pavilion.

The pavilion was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the lake breeze ripples across the water.

Chen Huizu stood there, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

The other imperial envoys also lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak again.

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