Chapter 151 The Real Kidnapper Behind The Scenes (Part One)

The carriage began to advance again.

Yun Shang wondered where they intended to take her. In the Imperial City, she had only offended a few men, and even fewer of them could afford to hire these men to kidnap her. However, she was a little unsure that her abductor was her enemy, given Prince Jing's encounter the other day. Perhaps they wanted to arrest her to threaten Prince Jing.

Yun Shang knew Prince Jing must be nearby for Wang Shunlai was checking at the City gate.

At that moment, above the City gate, Prince Jing sat in the place where the gate garrison rested. It was only large enough for four or five people. He leaned back in the chair with a grim expression, but his eyes reflected confusion. No one knew what he was thinking. Next to him stood a stunning woman.

A creaking sound filled the silence in the room as the wooden door was pushed open. Prince Jing raised his eyes to the door and saw Wang Shunlai enter.

"How's it going?" Prince Jing asked quietly.

Wang Shunlai looked toward Prince Jing and pondered for a moment before answering, "A carriage has just passed. In it lay a pale young man, and they said he was ill. But I saw he had holes in his ears, so he must be a woman in disguise. And according to the shape of his figure, he resembles Princess Hui Guo."

Prince Jing nodded and went on to ask, "Did you send someone after the carriage?"

"Yes. There are at least four shadow guards with Her Highness, and I also sent a few people to follow them." Wang Shunlai answered.

The stunning woman looked at them and said, "Her Highness is intelligent. Now that she didn't ask us to save her, she must have a plan. We just need to follow them. Don't startle the enemy. When she needs help, she will call us. Don't worry, Your Highness."

Prince Jing looked tentatively at her and asked, "You trust her? I have never seen her perform Kung Fu, nor do I know her strength. But she has no Neigong*, and if she meets a Kung Fu master, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for her to protect herself."

(*TN: It refers to any set of Chinese breathing, meditation and spiritual practice disciplines associated with Daoism and especially Chinese Kung Fu.)

The stunning woman was Ning Qian, of course. She smiled at his words. She continued to reassure Prince Jing, "Rest assured, Your Highness. Her Highness has no Neigong, but in addition to her Kung Fu, she carries many hidden weapons, and of course, a lot of poison."

Prince Jing did no

well and for so long.

Yun Shang wondered what had she done to offend Ruyu. Yun Shang had seen the lady only a few times, and she had certainly not offended Ruyu so much that she would kidnap Yun Shang at any cost.

In addition, from the conversation she heard, Yun Shang learned that Yunqing seemed to want Ruyu to do something, and Ruyu made it conditional on Yun Shang's abduction.

Having learned the identity of the kidnapper, Yun Shang felt no need to stay. She then raised her eyes and looked around. She found herself in a wood house, lying on a pile of hay, with only a layer of cloth under her.

Yun Shang raised her hand to her mouth and whistled soundlessly. Moments later, there were some dull noises outside the door. Then the door opened, and her shadow guards came in. Yun Shang looked at them and said, "Look for a woman of my stature in this mansion, and tell Ning Qian to come and disguise that woman as me. Of course, it would be better if the woman is valued and liked by Yunqing."

The shadow guards nodded and disappeared again. Yun Shang sighed, and went out. With one leap, she disappeared from the yard.

Prince Jing, who had just returned from the Imperial Palace, went into his yard. A strange feeling overcame him as he entered his room. With his shadow guards around and no warning, he just frowned and wondered who was in his room, 'Is it Wang Jinhuan?'

With a frown, he walked into the room and found that the main Hall was empty. Then he walked into his bedroom and paused when he saw a woman lying on the soft couch. Her eyes were closed and a slight frown and a little tiredness reflected on her placid face.