Chapter 4200: Playing Dirty Tricks with Her
The young maid's face changed slightly, and she quickly turned to look at Qiao Mu. "Crown Princess, why is this?"
Qiao Mu looked at her with an impassive face. "This Crown Princess will simply accompany you to 'greet' the Empress Dowager; there's no need for such trouble." When she emphasized the words "greet," the maid inexplicably found the little stoic's voice incredibly cold. She shivered for no reason, her entire body trembling slightly.
"What?" Qiao Mu's gaze bore down on her coldly. "Do you still need to think about where the Empress Dowager's sleeping quarters are?"
The maid's body trembled slightly. Seeing the hint of mockery on that expressionless face, she immediately understood. My little trick has probably already been seen through by the Crown Princess. But then again, the Crown Princess was originally a person of ice-like wisdom and intelligence; her meager tricks clearly weren't enough to fool her. Who was to blame? Only herself, for not being skilled enough. If she had been faster just now, successfully shaking Qiao Mu off, she could have escaped alone, leaving Qiao Mu here, and there would be no problems or troubles. In that case, she would have no choice but to activate another plan.
The young maid took a deep breath, then suddenly brought her hand to her lips. However, before she could whistle, she felt a sharp pain in her fingertips. Looking down in horror, she saw two severed fingers, cleanly cut, falling to the ground. Blood gushed out, and the maid's face instantly turned pale and bewildered, her entire body swaying.
Qiao Mu twirled the shimmering dagger in her hand, her clear, cold eyes filled with a sharp, piercing intent as she stared at the maid. After a long moment, she said, "You thought the incense powder scattered in this garden, combined with the sleeping incense on your collar, would eventually make me lose consciousness?"
The maid's entire body couldn't help but tremble violently, her pupils widening in shock, her face utterly incredulous as she stared at Qiao Mu. It was as if Qiao Mu had said something that terrified her profoundly.
"Delusional," Qiao Mu said coldly. She glanced towards the winding trees behind them.
Then, with a startled cry of "Ouch!", a black figure was kicked out from behind them. Immortal Lord Peach Blossom smiled, fanning himself with his golden fan, yet his eyes were filled with an incredibly icy coldness. "Qiao Qiao, I caught a peeping tom!"
Qiao Mu's gaze fell upon the black figure. It was a man in his early twenties, well-groomed with a powdered face and a decent appearance. However, his shifty eyes constantly darted back and forth in their sockets as he stared at Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu asked coldly, "Who is this person?"
The small garden was utterly silent at this moment. The young maid, whose waist was still ensnared by Qiao Mu's wooden vine, dared not speak. The man in his early twenties dared even less to speak carelessly.
Qiao Mu said faintly, "It's fine if you don't speak. I'll just soul-search."
The maid looked at her in horror, her expression completely stunned. She probably never imagined there could be such an arrogant person in the world, who would resort to soul-searching at the slightest disagreement.
Immortal Lord Peach Blossom smiled, and his hand reached out as if to press against the maid's head. The maid cried out in panic, "No, you can't kill me, you can't... Ah!" She shrieked, then quickly shouted, "I-I'll talk, I'll tell you everything. It's Young Master Chen, Young Master from a collateral branch of the Chen family."
"The Empress Dowager wanted to frame the Crown Princess, so she found this Young Master Chen, intending to fabricate facts."