Chapter 139

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Zhang immediately understood; a smile spread across his face, he stepped closer, lowered his voice, and spoke in a mysterious manner:

"Master, you may not know this, but since Prime Minister Gao was convicted, that room has been rented by a mysterious person."

Shopkeeper Zhang frowned slightly, then continued:

"That person wears a wide-brimmed hat; not even our shop's staff have seen his true face. We only know he is generous with money, paying in full every time he comes, yet his conduct is extremely low-key, never drawing attention."

In Shopkeeper Zhang's tone, there was a hint of curiosity and inquiry about this person.

Shopkeeper Zhang paused, a flicker of thought passing through his eyes as if recalling those details; his voice lowered even further, as if fearing ears on the other side of the wall, and he continued speaking:

"Every time that mysterious person comes, he goes straight to that room, never asking about other matters in the shop."

Hearing this, Jun Jun Zijin's eyes flashed with even greater vigilance; she asked in a low voice:

"Does he come often?"

Shopkeeper Zhang replied, his tone carrying a hint of caution:

"In half a month, he has only come twice; each time he arrived in a hurry and left in a hurry."

Jun Jun Zijin nodded and asked:

"Have you managed to learn that person's background?"

Shopkeeper Zhang shook his head, a look of difficulty and frustration appearing on his face:

"Master, we also tried to inquire, but that person's conduct is too secretive; even the servants who deliver tea and meals have never seen his appearance. Every time something is delivered inside, it is placed at the door, he takes it himself, and never contacts anyone."

Hearing this, Jun Jun Zijin's eyebrows furrowed slightly; her gaze swept thoughtfully toward the next room. She waved her hand lightly, signaling the Shopkeeper to withdraw.

The other three had already fallen silent; He Ling'er could not help but ask in a small voice:

"Is there a problem?" Her voice carried a thread of unease.

Jun Jun Zijin turned her head slightly, her gaze deep, and said in a low voice:

"This person is not simple; whether there is a problem or not, we will know once we see."

Her tone carried a hint of certainty; she had clearly already formed her own judgment.

Jun Jun Zijin gave the others a look; the group crept lightly toward the wall, pressed their ears tightly against it, held their breath, and focused their spirits to eavesdrop on the movements in the next room.

Just then, a murmur suddenly came from the next room; Jun Jun Zijin's keen ears immediately caught one of the voices, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly to reveal a hint of an enigmatic smile.

"Heh, it's an acquaintance," Jun Jun Zijin winked at the others, speaking silently, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery.

Indeed, that voice caused Jun Chengcai's heart to tremble.

"Master, it is Jun Jun Zhihao's voice."

The other voice was obviously disguised, becoming low and hoarse, making it impossible to identify who it was.

Jun Jun Zijin motioned without changing her expression; Feiyan, who possessed the best lightness skill, immediately understood, her figure flashing as she flew out silently.

Jun Jun Zijin pressed her ear against the wall and listened carefully.

"If this matter is not clarified again, this Prince will certainly not show leniency."

That disguised voice spoke coldly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

"Your Highness, last time this subordinate fell into the trap set by my second sister."

Jun Jun Zhihao's voice carried a hint of regret and helplessness.

"Enough; that woman is very cunning; it is not entirely your fault."

That voice's tone softened slightly.

But immediately it became cold and sharp again:

"Jun Jun Zijin that woman is full of cunning schemes; in a direct confrontation, we may not gain the upper hand. Jun Jun Zhihao, you continue to lie low in the Jun residence. At the slightest sign of movement, report to me immediately."

"Your Highness rest assured; this subordinate will do his utmost."

Jun Jun Zhihao's voice carried a hint of respect and determination.

"This Prince did not expect the Northern Kingdom to be so useless; the vaccine... hmph." That person let out a cold snort, his tone full of disdain and anger.

"Then what should we do?" Jun Jun Zhihao asked cautiously.

That person let out a cold snort, his tone carrying a hint of contempt:

"You need not worry about this. As for the Northern Kingdom, hmph, after being so incompetent this time, do not think you will gain any benefit from this Prince."

The four exchanged glances, understanding each other without words, and quietly retreated.

Although they did not know who that person was, since that person referred to himself as "this Prince," and judging by the situation, he was still an acquaintance; the scope of the target would not be large, making it not difficult to lock him down.

Regarding the conversation next door, except for Quan Quan Qingle, who did not hear it very clearly, the other three heard every word distinctly.

Hearing this, Jun Jun Zijin already had a plan in mind; ancient walls did not block sound, which could indeed be utilized.

"What should we do?"

He Ling'er asked in a low voice, her tone carrying a hint of anxiety.

"Act without revealing our intentions; turn their own scheme against them," Jun Jun Zijin said indifferently.

Jun Chengcai said in a low voice: "Master, that person is likely to target the vaccine; we still do not know who he is. We must proceed with caution; you in the future... be extra careful."

His tone carried a hint of concern.

Jun Jun Zijin nodded, gave the three a look, and the four quietly departed. Inside the Immortal Shadow Pavilion, it seemed as if no one had ever stayed there.

Descending the stairs, Jun Jun Zijin called Shopkeeper Zhang and gave him instructions in this manner and that.

Shopkeeper Zhang's spirits immediately lifted; he nodded and said: "Master rest assured; this humble one understands."

Stepping out the door, Quan Quan Qingle muttered:

"Jun Zijin, for this meal today, you must make it up to us."

Jun Jun Zijin smiled lightly, "Very well, I will treat you to a meal."

He Ling'er refused, shouting:

"One meal isn't enough; two meals."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin sighed helplessly: "Fine, two meals, two meals. Let you have this bargain."

The four exchanged a smile, as if everything just now was merely a gust of wind in the restaurant, blowing past and scattering.

The four found another restaurant to casually make do with a meal, then each went about their own business.

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As soon as Seeing Jun Jun Zijin returned, he arranged for people to redecorate the Ao Snow Courtyard. Now he just waited to catch the rabbit by the stump.

Soon, Fei Yan returned, his expression somewhat serious.

"Did you see clearly who it was?" Seeing Jun Jun Zijin asked.

Fei Yan shook his head. "That person acted cautiously, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, making his face unrecognizable. This subordinate followed him secretly, and finally he disappeared near an empty house in Chengnan."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin frowned. An empty house, huh?

"Fei Yan, go investigate the background of that house. Additionally, starting tomorrow, you will monitor that empty house and the Bi Bo Court." Seeing Jun Jun Zijin ordered.

That night, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin did not sleep soundly. As Miao Zhu was attending to her just after she finished breakfast, Fei Ying appeared, wearing a look of schadenfreude:

"Master, the Prince of Yi has sent his steward to propose, and the betrothal gifts have already been delivered to the mansion gate. His intention is to take Jun Jun Yiyi as a secondary consort."

This matter was within Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's expectations; the schadenfreude on her face grew even stronger:

"It seems Quan Quan Tianyi is grasping at straws in his desperation. I just wonder, when he later finds out the person he married back is not only useless but also put a big green hat on him before the wedding, I wonder what his reaction will be."

Fei Ying felt he was almost becoming expressionless lately; he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth whenever he moved. He finally understood why it is said that only petty people and women are hard to deal with. Whoever offends this girl will absolutely have no good outcome.

The key is that this girl calculates people's hearts thoroughly; when she sets a trap, she seems to have already calculated several steps ahead, waiting almost imperceptibly for others to jump in. Was the Prince of Yi's proposal this girl's first active strike?