C16

"Mistress, someone is following us from behind. They should be the manor's personal guard."

Han Feng's eyes flashed, he immediately bowed and whispered to Feng Qingxiao in the carriage.

That day, she seemed to be in a sorry state, but her little face that was covered in blood and dust was also filled with confidence and arrogance. There was no ordinary woman who had nearly been humiliated by a few criminals. There was only fear, panic, despair, and shyness.

At that time, he had already been deeply impressed by this princess, whose identity he had yet to know.

Afterwards, in his courtyard, her performance had exceeded everyone's expectations. She did not look like a lady from a famous family or a princess at all.

"Yun Zihuang …"

An extremely soft voice came out from his beautiful lips. He slightly curled his lips. This future Crown Princess was truly interesting.

"Bring that man over here."

"Understood."

Han Feng instructed in a low voice. Someone quietly left the carriage, and the carriage moved forward at the same speed as before.

"Who are you? "Why are you following behind the carriage?"

The personal guard Yun Zhao had sent was stopped by two capable men. Startled, he was ordered to follow this carriage and find out the identity of the person inside. He was one of the top personal guards, who would have thought that the other side would discover his whereabouts.

"Please respond to your esteemed master. I have received the princess' order to come here."

"In that case, follow me."

One of them rushed back to report, and after receiving the order, returned to bring his personal guards to the side of the carriage.

The personal guards did not know the identity of the people in the carriage, but as they followed them, they could tell that the people in the carriage were not ordinary people. He cupped his fists and said respectfully, "My name is Wei Yunming, personal disciple of the Marquis Mansion. I pay my respects to the Young Master and am here on the orders of the Princess. I await your instructions.

The carriage continued to move forward but slowed down a bit. Yun Ming peeked at the carriage as he tried to guess just who this young master in the carriage was.

After a long time, the person inside the carriage didn't say a single word, but only the sound of the carriage moving forward.

Yun Ming could only hasten his steps and follow beside the carriage as he whispered, "This is something that the princess has asked me to give to Young Master. Young Master, please place your blood inside and give it to me."

The curtain of the carriage parted to reveal a crack. Yun Ming extended a hand and stared fixedly at the hand as he handed over the item in his hand. He still did not see the young master in the carriage, only this hand. With a cursory glance, he saw that it was a large hand with distinct joints. His palms and fingers were covered in thick cocoons, and his skin was very dark. It was very different from the snow-white, delicate hands of those noble sons in the capital.

This hand belonged to a martial artist. It belonged to a person who had been practicing martial arts all year long and held a weapon in his hand. Furthermore, there were some old wounds on his hands. This meant that this young master had been through many battles, and might even have experienced life and death situations.

Because when the curtains were opened, he could vaguely feel the pressure that came from the gaps between the curtains. To be able to give him such a huge amount of pressure, the young master in the carriage must have had a killing spree. In addition to that hand, he also saw a length of sleeve. The texture of the cloth and the workmanship showed that the young master in the carriage must have come from a noble family.

He was secretly worried, thinking that it would be extremely inappropriate for the princess to send him to find this young master.

The princess was the future princess consort of the current crown prince, and the eldest daughter of the current duke. With the princess' identity, how could she interact with a man of unknown origins?

With his identity, he could not say any of these things, much less tell the princess. He could only follow the instructions and say in a low voice, "Could Young Master please unscrew the thin end and use the sharp end to prick the area where the blood is taken from. The blood will enter, and once the bottle is almost full, seal the mouth and hand it over to me."

Inside the carriage, Feng Qingxiao looked at the object in his hand. Inside the small box was a soft cloth and a completely transparent bottle. He could not help but take it out to check. What was this?

The cool feeling was exquisite and smooth to the extreme, yet it was a material and shape he had never seen before. It was like glass, yet also like crystal. However, how could there be such a thing in this world? The transparency was so high that it seemed like non-existent glass and crystal?

Through the bottle, he could clearly see every line on his palm. He didn't have the feeling of being able to see through anything.

At the end of the bottle, there was a small red lid. The material was even weirder. He gently twisted the lid, and a thin head appeared from inside. It was as sharp as a needle.

"Where do I get my blood?"

His cold voice was completely emotionless, as if he was in the middle of a harsh winter. Yun Ming was stunned for a moment. Even though it was just a voice, he felt a chill down his spine. His attitude became even more respectful as he lowered his head and said, "Princess, you said that it would be best if it was blood from the injured part or from the thickest part of the poison."

Feng Qingxiao lowered his head to look at his legs. He had barely managed to suppress the poison in his legs several times over. With his severe injuries and the poison in his body, he didn't have any strength left to move. He rolled up his trousers to reveal his purple calf. He stabbed the sharp end into the calf and the purplish black blood instantly flowed into the bottle. In the blink of an eye, the bottle was filled to the brim.

The bottle left his calf and tightened the red lid. He took a look and found that there was not a single trace of blood on the wound, nor was there any more blood.

Once again, he looked at the transparent bottle. After filling the bottle with blood, the bottle turned purple and black. Only a small part of it remained empty and crystal clear.

Strange things, strange princess.

Feng Qingxiao extended his hand out of the window, and Yun Ming hurriedly caught it with both hands, "Young master, please tell me young master's identity and name. I will be able to report back to the princess later."

"Is this an order from your princess?"

Yun Ming pondered for a moment before whispering, "Princess, please state your identity and honor your name."

"Let her ask."

"Since that's the case, could Young Master please bestow the location of your residence."

"Han Feng, go with Yun Ming to the house of the Marquis and send a message back to the princess."

"Understood."

Yun Ming could only clasp his fist and bow, "If Young Master has no other orders, then this one shall take his leave."

"Bring your men back alive."

His cold and emotionless voice, which carried a great pressure, drifted into Yun Ming's ears. He could not help but smile bitterly. He'd even brought two personal guards who were good at following others over. Even if he'd been discovered, the other two guards could still continue to follow him and find out the young master's identity and address. Unexpectedly, this young master had already discovered him.

Han Feng smiled lightly, "Vice-captain Yun, I don't want to bring the two bodies back, please do not disappoint my master's good intentions."