The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 118 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

The night was as dark as ink. Qi Zhi was wearing a white bathrobe, his chest half-exposed. He held a wine glass in his right hand and embraced a beautiful woman in his left, who was also disheveled and half-revealed.

"Your Highness." It was Wu Cheng who spoke, his head bowed low, afraid that he might accidentally see something he shouldn't.

Qi Zhi downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, pushed the person in his arms away, and said to the beauty, "You can leave now!"

"Yes." The beautiful woman, being sensible, responded and left.

After the beauty left, Qi Zhi stood up. His long hair was loose, hanging down to his waist. His thin pajamas were half open, revealing his abdominal muscles. His features were three-dimensional, his eyes were sharp, and he exuded a captivating and oppressive aura.

"Speak," Qi Zhi said to Wu Cheng. Coming here so late must mean something important.

"Your Highness, we received news today that Murong Peifeng will be returning to the Murong family in Pingcheng tomorrow. Now that he has left the capital, it is the perfect opportunity for us to make our move," Wu Cheng said solemnly.

"Hahaha!" Qi Zhi burst into laughter upon hearing this, and then said, "This is truly heaven's help!"

Ever since he learned that Murong Peifeng was the prince of Qi Kingdom, he had been worried about not finding an opportunity, and now he had truly searched high and low without finding it.

"Wu Cheng!" Qi Zhi's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"My subordinate is here."

Qi Zhi waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow you will set off with my elite troops and secret guards. I don't need to tell you what to do, do I?"

Wu Cheng trembled and quickly replied, "Understood!"

……

Yongfu Palace.

"Princess!"

Just as Jing Anle was about to rest, Mu Ping came in.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Ping closed the door and walked up to Jing Anle. "Just as the princess predicted, the wedding date for Murong Peifeng and Jing Rong has been set for the sixth day of next month."

"Princess, you are amazing!" Afang exclaimed, feeling that Jing Anle was as if she had divine foresight.

Jing Anle chuckled lightly, "After all, Prince Qing can't wait, and neither can Murong Peifeng."

Mu Ping instantly understood Jing Anle's meaning and continued, "I've heard that when the heir of a marquis's family gets married, they always return to their clan home to host a banquet for the clan elders. The journey is long, and if something unexpected happens..."

Jing Anle looked up and met Mu Ping's gaze. Without needing to say anything, they both understood each other's meaning.

“Murong Peifeng is, after all, the heir of a marquis’s family, so naturally he needs skilled guards when he travels,” Jing Anle said. Actually, she was worried that if someone found any clues, it would implicate her uncle.

Mu Ping understood, of course, but this was a rare opportunity, and she asked with some confusion, "But are we just going to let him go with this golden chance?"

Let him go? Dream on!

Jing Anle picked up the gold hairpin on the table. She fiddled with it casually at first, then plunged it fiercely into the fruit on the table, saying, "Naturally, there will be people who are more anxious than us and who want him dead even more!"

"The princess means to use someone else to do the dirty work!" Mu Ping said.

"Qi Zhi has been searching for the orphan for a long time, and now that he has the opportunity, how could he let it go so easily?" More importantly, Qi Zhi is well-equipped and has a high chance of winning. Even if he can't kill Murong Peifeng, he will probably lose half his life.

Mu Ping immediately understood, "In this way, we can do what we want to do without having anything to do with us. Princess, what a brilliant plan!"

Jing Anle nodded, indicating his agreement with Mu Ping's idea.

……

Xie Mansion.

"The moon is cold at night, young master, you should go inside." It was Su Xing who spoke.

Xie Bailing stood in the courtyard. When he was alone, he always liked to wear his hair down, which made him look more like Da Yun. He gazed at the full moon, seemingly lost in thought.

Hearing Su Xing's voice, Xie Bailing finally spoke, "He guessed my identity."

"What?" Su Xing was taken aback, then suddenly seemed to remember something. "You mean..."

“Qin Xu,” Xie Bailing continued, “General Qin, whose reputation is well-known, is indeed no ordinary person.”

He thought he had disguised himself well enough, but Qin Xu's behavior at the General's Mansion today had already explained everything. What he was more curious about was how Qin Xu had found out.

"Has he already guessed the young master's true identity?" Su Xing was referring to Ji Yuan, the adopted son of Da Yun.

Xie Bailing shook his head. "That's not necessarily true. In any case, my intuition tells me that he probably knows I'm a fake Xie Bailing."

"So, what does the young master intend to do?"

"Hmph!" Xie Bailing smiled, a smile that seemed both genuine and fake, quite beautiful, and continued, "Don't worry, he won't touch me until he figures out my background."