After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Chapter 230: Trouble at the Inn

"Princess, this... is this okay?"

Wan Ning ignored the worry in Wan Tao's eyes, and fixed her clothes and hair, saying with certainty: "Why not? It's fine. I'm saying that you can't catch a tiger cub without risking it, and you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child. I know there is a tiger in the mountain, but I still go there. Oh, I'm out of words. Can you help me take a look at this outfit? Can you tell?"

Wan Tao carefully checked her clothes, tucked the hair that leaked out of her temples into her hat, and reminded her: "Princess, please be very careful."

Wan Ning was ready to do something big, and at the same time, he was keeping an eye on the situation around the alley, and said, "Remember to do as I say, and come back here to meet me later."

"Princess……"

Wan Tao wanted to persuade him, but Liu Qingquan had already appeared at the alley. Wan Ning waved her hand and walked around Wan Tao to him. Now Liu Qingquan had achieved his wish and successfully went to the academy to study. His image was very different from the "vagrant" when he first met him. He was more proud and elegant.

As soon as they met, Wan Ning praised him, "I haven't seen you for three days, and I'm impressed. Brother Xiao Liu is very impressive today. This white suit really suits you, and you look like a young man. Things are urgent today, has it delayed your studies?"

Liu Qingquan rubbed the back of his head shyly, and even his movements were more elegant than usual. He explained, "No, no, there is an activity at the academy today and there are no classes in the afternoon. This dress is also required by the academy, otherwise I would not be used to wearing it."

Although he said that he didn't like the student's white clothes, his actions clearly showed that he loved them. He was just too embarrassed to admit it. Wan Ning patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "You should wear them more often. You look good in this way. Get used to wearing them now. If you pass the imperial examination and wear official uniforms in the future, you will be able to adapt faster."

Liu Qingquan nodded, led the way for Wan Ning, and talked about today's plan.

"I have already inquired about it. This envoy from Tumo has two hobbies: drinking a little wine."

"Sing a little song?"

"No, no, no, just go shopping. Every afternoon I have to disguise myself and go to the restaurant to drink some wine, and then go shopping when I come back."

"This hobby is quite unique. The Tumo people are fond of drinking and have rough looks. They drink every day. I guess this envoy is also a tough guy." Wan Ning and Liu Qingquan hid behind the pillar of the shop opposite the post station, secretly observing and waiting for the Tumo envoy to come out.

Liu Qingquan had never seen the envoy, so these were all his guesses. He echoed, "It is estimated that the Tumo people are constantly on the move, and they are short of supplies and have never seen much of the world. That is why they have been wandering around and drinking in Nanye. After all, they have never seen much of the world, so they think everything is strange."

"When does he usually go out?" Wan Ning waited for almost an incense stick of time, but no one came out of the inn.

"It's about time he comes out. I heard someone say it's around this time."

Liu Qingquan stuck his head and most of his body out to find out what was going on. At this moment, a sedan chair was slowly carried out from the inn. The style of the sedan chair was gorgeous and flamboyant. It was obvious that it was the style of the Tumo envoy. Worried about being discovered, Wan Ning grabbed Liu Qingquan's back and pulled him back.

As the sedan chair left, the area around the posthouse returned to calm. Wan Ning arranged for Liu Qingquan to stand guard at the main gate, while he climbed over the low wall on one side of the posthouse with the "map" he had drawn with the envoy's room marked on it. Tumo's envoy had a separate suite, separated from the other guests, and the luxury was immediately distinguishable.

Wan Ning took advantage of the envoy's absence and took away half of the security guards. It was much easier than she thought to enter the room and close the door. The moment she turned around, she was immediately shocked by the decoration of the room. The whole room was spotless and exuded a faint floral fragrance. The original tables and chairs were replaced with more expensive ones, and even the curtains on the pillars were replaced with softer silk, and the color was also chosen to be light blue. If there was anything more dazzling, it would be the decorations in the room. There were so many that they almost filled up the shelves on one wall of the room.

"Wow, is this Tumo envoy going to buy out all the Nanye City? This guy is rough but thoughtful, he likes these things." Wan Ning exclaimed sincerely and turned around to look for the things that Tumo envoy brought from Tumo.

After a quick search, I saw so many things that my eyes were tired, but I found nothing. I sat on the floor with my back aching, leaning against the bed, muttering quietly, "Where can I put it? Even if the posthouse provides storage services, the messenger would not really put precious things there."

He blinked his eyes and looked around, shook his head in frustration, and finally tried his best to lift up the silk bed sheet that was hanging to the ground. He bent down to look at it and muttered softly, "It can't be under the bed, right? Hey, it's really under the bed."

In fact, it's not the bottom of the bed, but the bed in this inn is not against the wall, and the empty space in the middle is quite large. But from the outside, it is completely blocked because of the curtains. Wan Ning immediately stood up from the ground, excitedly stood behind the bed and looked at the two large boxes of things, and sighed: "The person who designed this house must be a space magician, there is actually a different world behind it. It's just that he only cares about the head and not the butt. It's blocked from the top, wouldn't it be exposed if I lift the bed sheet and lower my head?"

There was no time to continue being a critic, so Wan Ning squatted down, took out a metal hairpin from her bosom and inserted it into the keyhole, fiddled with it and opened it easily. Looking closely at the two large boxes, they were in excellent condition, shining brightly and glossy. There were exquisite patterns carved on the boxes, which seemed to be hunting pictures.

"This messenger really knows how to enjoy himself!"

Wan Ning looked down and searched inside. Apart from some common gold, silver and jewelry, she couldn't see anything special. Although these things were precious, it seemed a bit perfunctory to only give them as gifts. Wan Ning was sure that there must be something more thoughtful. So she opened another box next to it in the same way. Compared with the previous box, the things in this box seemed a bit "simple". They looked like some calligraphy and paintings. Wan Ning opened a painting at random and found it was full of words - she didn't recognize them either. So she scrolled to the end to see the last signature, which was printed with flying feathers.

He took out another one, which was also a flying feather seal.

"This box of things was prepared by Princess Feiyu herself. If there are any clues, they are probably here."

She found two different scrolls in the corner of the box, picked up one and opened it, and saw a picture of Ziheng wearing a white inner garment, practicing martial arts under a willow tree. In the picture, he looked childish, with sharp eyes, and every move was a masterpiece.

Looking at the lower right corner, there is indeed a seal with the word "Fei Yu" on it. Different from the others, there is another seal next to it, with the words "Huai Chu" written on it.

Wan Ning murmured, "They used to have a very good relationship!"

Muttering to herself, Wan Ning picked up another scroll, her right hand trembling slightly. The more she felt this way, the more she hated her own cowardice, so she roughly pulled the rope to untie it. As the scroll slowly opened, the first thing that caught her eye was the fluttering butterflies, followed by the delicate hair, and gradually revealing a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes. Just by looking at this, one can see the tenderness of the person in the painting and the love of the person who painted this picture.

Do you want to continue watching?

Now that we are here, we might as well continue to look at it. Wan Ning wants to know if this painting was made by Ziheng, and what the person in the painting looks like.

She slowly unfolded the scroll, and just when it reached her nose, a soybean popped out from somewhere and hit Wan Ning's hand squarely.

"If I were you, I'd take the stuff in the box next to you. Or anything else in this room. It's more valuable than what you have."

Wan Ning subconsciously put down the things in his hand, stood up and looked towards the voice, only to see a handsome man with fair complexion and slightly curly hair lying on the beam of the roof. He lay on the beam very calmly, as if he was lying on the sofa at home, and then put the wine in his hand to his mouth. He immediately frowned and said unhappily: "No more."

Wan Ning immediately walked to the beam where he was, put her hands on her hips and raised her head, and asked unhappily, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Just like you!"