Chapter 221: Volume 1_Chapter 221: Not a Normal Little Woman

Volume 1_Chapter 221: Not a Normal Little Woman

Yu Lin sneered, "You are not a normal little woman."

Saying this, with a look from Yu Lin, all the men in black moved.

Yun Qiyue looked at Qingyan, meaning she would defend, and Qingyan would leave.

After all, looking at Yu Lin's posture, she was afraid that she would have difficulty getting away for a while.

So, instead of wasting time together, it was better to let Qingyan find reinforcements.

Qingyan nodded.

This silent communication went very quickly, almost in an instant.

At the same time, the speed of those men in black from the Yu Mansion also reached them very quickly.

Having had the previous example, even though Yun Qiyue didn't move now, these men in black didn't underestimate her at all when dealing with Yun Qiyue; on the contrary, they were full of vigilance in their hearts.

The next moment, Yun Qiyue's hand moved.

The men in black subconsciously stopped their movements.

And at the same time, Qingyan went to open the gate of the Yu Mansion.

"Stop that maid." Yu Lin saw it from afar and ordered with an ugly face.

However, Yu Lin soon noticed something was wrong.

Because after he finished ordering, his subordinates in front didn't move, but instead swayed, seeming unable to stand still.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, with a "bang," all those men in black fell to the ground.

"You—" Yu Lin was shocked.

However, at the same time, with a "long" sound, the gate was being opened by someone.

"Quick, block the person!" Yu Lin couldn't care about anything else.

Because he knew very well that once someone ran away, if today's matter didn't succeed, the result might be even more terrifying than if it had succeeded.

After all, the Regent was not a vegetarian.

He couldn't seek justice for a woman who had lost her chastity, but that didn't mean he wouldn't seek justice for a woman who still had her chastity.

So, no matter what, he couldn't let that maid run away.

Yun Qiyue made two "tsk tsk" sounds, watching those men in black approach the door, and very simply kicked backward, closing the door. 【221-2

Her hands did not stop, and she took other medicinal powders directly from her space and scattered them into the air.

If it weren't for the fact that communicating with the system at this moment was too time-consuming and she simply didn't have enough time, she definitely wouldn't have just scattered the powder like this; she should have directly exchanged it with the system for a modern anesthetic, the kind that makes people collapse the moment they smell it.

However, Yun Qiyue knew clearly that the system would not price that kind of thing cheaply.

Therefore, what she was scattering now were all emergency medicines she had prepared herself.

Although the effect was decent, it was always less than satisfactory.

For example, the quantity was insufficient.

As she kept scattering, Yun Qiyue ran out of medicine to scatter.

Moreover, the things she could scatter like this were all non-lethal.

For instance, Thousand Day Drunk, which causes a drunken state upon inhalation.

For instance, Soft Muscle Powder.

Although these things were effective—even if these men in black were masked and held their breath, they would still be affected as long as it touched their skin.

But the problem was, the quantity was urgent.

As for those serious, lethal poisons?

What a joke, do they not cost money?

Mainly, lethal poisons are hard to make, the quantity is small, and they are for saving one's life at critical moments.

Using them at this time would also make it hard to take down people in large batches.

Therefore, the moment Yun Qiyue realized she was out of medicine, she raised her hand, "Wait!"

The men in black were actually a bit intimidated by Yun Qiyue; if their master hadn't ordered them to stop, they wouldn't want to rush forward all at once and then fall to the ground just like dumplings being dropped into a pot—it was chilling to watch.

So, when Yun Qiyue shouted "wait," they really waited.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yun Qiyue looked at Yu Lin, "I say, Imperial Uncle Yu, I think we look rather unsightly like this."

Yu Lin: "..." You only realize it's unsightly now?

Yun Qiyue continued, "I think we should call a truce; otherwise, this is just too tiring."

Yu Lin looked at his secret guards, more than half of whom had fallen, and his heart ached, thinking those guards had lost their lives.

She, Yun Qiyue, is tired?

Isn't she just standing there scattering medicinal powder?

Is it as tiring as his heart?

Yu Lin tensed his face and glared angrily at Yun Qiyue.

A truce, he wanted one too.

Because he really didn't want his men to be completely wiped out.

But, Yu Lin would not forget that a maid had escaped.

So, gritting his teeth, Yu Lin said, "As long as the Yun Sanyuan behaves, we naturally won't touch you."

If the person the Crown Prince wants were not so unappreciative of the situation, why would there be a need to resort to force?

After saying this, Yu Lin raised a hand, and then those men in black chased outward.

During this process, Yu Lin kept watching Yun Qiyue, his eyes filled with wariness toward her.

And Yun Qiyue stood where she was without moving, nor did she stop them.

Because of this, Yu Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just destined that Yu Lin would not be able to hold this sigh of relief for long.

Because there was a problem right now: whether that maid could be caught after running away was a question.

If that maid escaped and went to tip off the authorities, then...

Yu Lin's expression changed, and he immediately said to Yun Qiyue, "If Yun Sanyuan doesn't want to cause extra trouble, please come with me."

The Crown Prince was waiting inside, and he had to speed up his actions.

At the very least, if his subordinates didn't catch that maid, he had to finish everything before that maid found the Regent.

This process, for Yu Lin, could be described as a race against time.

Of course, Yu Lin couldn't show it, so he kept his face as calm as possible.

However, even though Yu Lin disguised it well, Yun Qiyue still sensed something.

This Yu Lin, is he about to unleash a big move?

What is he doing in such a hurry?

Although she really wanted to know the answer in her heart, since Yun Qiyue knew Yu Lin was in a hurry, she certainly couldn't be in a hurry herself.

Therefore, Yun Qiyue put on a calm appearance and asked Yu Lin, "Imperial Uncle Yu hasn't told me yet what you want with me; surely I can't just follow you blindly without knowing anything?"

That is the logic, indeed.

But does one not need to look at the situation?

At this moment, Yu Lin was so anxious in his heart that he was practically burning up; Yun Qiyue's calm demeanor at this time, asking such a time-consuming question, was truly enough to provoke Yu Lin.

So, Yu Lin said irritably, "Why do you ask so much? If Yun Sanyuan is truly unappreciative of the situation, then I will have no choice but to use force."

He didn't have the good temper to keep wasting time with Yun Qiyue.

The more they wasted, the less time there was.

Yun Qiyue looked disapproving, "Why is the Imperial Uncle so hot-tempered? Someone who didn't know better would think you had encountered something that made you anxious and gave you a headache."

Yu Lin: "..." He was indeed having a headache, and he was indeed anxious.

However, he had no interest in chatting with Yun Qiyue.

So, just as Yu Lin was about to open his mouth to order his subordinates to use 'force,' Yun Qiyue spoke calmly, "Since Imperial Uncle Yu is so impatient, then lead the way."

Yu Lin: "..."

Although things were developing in the direction he wanted, why did he have such a stifled feeling?

Glaring at Yun Qiyue, Yu Lin led the way in front.

Yu Lin was very cautious; people followed all around Yun Qiyue, and they kept a safe distance from her.

Because Yu Lin was afraid that Yun Qiyue would take him down too.

Yun Qiyue appeared very cooperative, but in her heart, she began to make various guesses and formulate plans.

And when she saw the Crown Prince Xuanyuan Qi, Yun Qiyue's expression turned slightly cold, and she seemed to understand something in her heart.

It was just that, why was this Crown Prince still unwilling to give up at this point?