A Thousand Miles Away
Zhou Muyun's heart tightened upon hearing this.
The confidant added, "My lord can only buy you half an hour, and he specifically told you not to take the main road."
"Thank Lord Jiang for me!" Zhou Muyun was silent for a moment, raising his hands in a salute. "I, Zhou, will remember this favor!"
"Since the message has been delivered, this subordinate will take his leave!"
The man cupped his fists in a salute, turned, and left without a shred of lingering intention.
The courtyard returned to silence as Zhou Muyun stood within it, unmoving.
The warm golden sun shone upon him, yet he felt not a shred of warmth.
The Princess's Residence meant no good!
Jiang Qingyang did not speak of others; he used the exact words "the Princess's Residence."
That could only mean one thing: this time, the Ninth Princess's own confidants had come, not men like Xiahou Yuan.
For so many years, apart from the very beginning, the Ninth Princess had never personally dispatched confidants to Skycloud Prefecture.
What matter had caused her to suddenly change her strategy, or rather, what had provoked her?
Three words surfaced in Zhou Muyun's mind.
Yue Qingshan.
Then the mysteries that had previously lingered in Zhou Muyun's mind were effortlessly resolved.
Why Master Yue had told everyone of colluding with the Demonic Sect, and why he had let Ouyang Changhe expel him from the Heavy Earth Gate.
There was also the letter left for Miao Yue'er, his own belongings, and that hidden tunnel.
Master Yue had thought of everything; he had anticipated this outcome from the very beginning.
Clearly, Master Yue had likely gone to the capital, or even to the Princess's Residence. As for whether he had attempted to assassinate the princess, he probably hadn't.
If