Two days later, Mu Tian Prefecture.
The accompanying guards, on the previous day, were divided into several waves and entered the Mu Tian Prefecture to investigate. Han Ye and Ren Anle led two maidservants, a wooden guard, and a spirited young zhuang yuan, who sat leisurely on a donkey cart and slowly made their way into the city.
Oh, forgot to mention, this time, wielding the small whip and driving the donkey cart with great sacrifice is not Chang Qing, but Jian Song, the commander of the Eastern Palace Imperial Guards who has always been by Han Ye's side. Of course, this is the most direct and effective revenge from Ren Anle after Han Ye snatched away her beloved servant girl.
Upon entering the city, one could only see tidy streets and prosperous commoners. The scene before one's eyes was tranquil and harmonious. After witnessing the bustling journey, the people in the donkey cart finally arrived at the predetermined inn arranged by the guards who entered the city ahead of time—the Ping'an Inn in the western city of Mu Tian prefecture.
On this night, Ren Anle luxuriously soaked in a hot bath, feeling refreshed. When she pushed open Han Ye's door, she saw Yuan Qin and Yuan Shu standing behind him, resembling obedient young wives, she couldn't help but snort disdainfully.
She enslaved the petty prince's commander of the Eastern Palace for one day, and as a result, even this only remaining blockhead servant girl was relegated to a corner.
Han Ye disregarded her increasingly arrogant and insolent behavior, regardless of how sharp and sarcastic Ren Anle's mockery and sarcasm were. He focused on commanding the two maidservants, and as a result, she couldn't display any temper at all.
"Your Highness, there are only ten days left for the disaster relief funds to arrive at the Mu Tian prefecture, and yet you have time to enjoy tea and play chess here?" Ren Anle saw Han Ye holding the freshly brewed tea prepared by Yuan Qin, and with a raised eyebrow, she immediately started to criticize.
Her long hair, draped over her shoulders, was still dripping with water. Without Yuan Qin by her side, everything seemed to go wrong. Ren Anle, while speaking, subtly gestured towards Yuan Qin with her eyes.
Yuan Qin took a step, Han Ye coughed lightly neither too lightly nor too heavily. She quickly moved back to her original position, lowered her head with a serious expression, and began brewing tea.
Even combing a single strand of hair is not allowed, where is the justice in that! Ren Anle's face darkened, and she was about to draw her sword and engage in a full-scale fight. Han Ye raised his eyes, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth, "Ren daren, it's only fair to reciprocate. What can you offer gu? "
Ren Anle restrained herself as she looked at Han Ye's fox-like appearance, but her longing for Yuan Qin's nimble hands became overwhelming. Reluctantly, she took out a few sheets of paper from her sleeve and slapped them on the table, saying, "Before my visit to the Ministry of Revenue, I had Qian daren transcribe a list of officials responsible for last year's construction of the river embankment in Jiangnan. Your Highness might find it useful."
The officials in charge of managing the waterways cannot be easily pried open, but it's different for the subordinate officials. They directly obey the orders of various government officials, and they certainly have a lot of knowledge about inside information.
Han Ye raised his eyebrows, unabashedly beckoning to Yuan Qin with a wave of his hand. Yuan Qin, as if granted a general amnesty, swiftly took three steps and arrived behind Ren Anle, picking up a cloth to wipe her hair.