On March 30, Song Chuyi led a small group of people to the Zhīyuǎn Escort Agency located in Bādēng Alley and indeed managed to lure out Qí Shèng Yuán, the second-in-command of the agency.

  Zi Shengyuan had been a bodyguard for several decades and his kung fu skills were very solid, it took a lot of effort to deal with him.

  Fortunately, those who followed Song Chuyi were all specially selected by Old Man Song as practitioners. Seven or eight people took him down and finally subdued him to the ground.

  Jiang Er was kicked by Qi Shengyuan and couldn't get up, crying with a sad face and leaning against the tree to stand up.

  The others at the pawnshop were easy to deal with, Lin Hai stepped forward and said something to them that they didn't know, and soon persuaded those who were ready for a big fight to back down.

  Song Chuyi looked at them for a while through the curtain, then turned her head and led the people out of the door.

  "Director Lin." As soon as they went out, Song Chuyi called him back and frowned: "You get a few people to rent a horse-drawn carriage, take Jiang Er with Qi Shengyuan through Zhuque Avenue back to the mansion."

  Lin Hai was taken aback for a moment and hesitantly asked: "What about you?"

  "Of course, I'll follow the original route." Song Chuyi took a glance at the vermilion canopy carriage with markings and turned back to Lin Hai Dao: "However, these martial artists must follow me."

  Since the Zhiyuan Escort Agency is a contact point, how can there be only one Qi Shengyuan who is the king's person? And since they are so easily watching Qi Shengyuan being taken away, it must have other preparations.

  As a king of the end, upon hearing this matter, he will surely burn everything to ashes.

  In the end, Qi Shengyuan will become the scapegoat and be framed for having an affair with the Fifth Lady...

  At that time, the Duke of Changning would inevitably have to face impeachment and might even be accused by swarms of imperial censors of many other crimes...

  Lin Hai had been instructed by Song Chengnu to follow the arrangements of Sixth Miss, so at this time he naturally did not have any objections. He nodded and left six people to escort Song Chuyi, while he himself led three or four people to take Jiang Er and Qi Shengyuan around the alley, drilling into a small hutong.

  Qing Tao helped Song Chuyi into the carriage, and had already vaguely sensed that something was off: "Miss, is it going to be...?" She was very clever, knowing that Song Chuyi wouldn't have called Lin Hai over to take a different route for no reason, and they had abandoned the front Zhu Ninghua canopy car and instead came to sit in this obviously inferior green curtain small sedan chair...

  Song Chuyi stretched out her hand to lift the curtain and opened a gap, watching as the horse carriage slowly passed by Li's sugar shop and Inlaid Treasure Pavilion, and she began to calculate the time in her mind.

  Soon Song Chuyi saw the crowd around her start to disperse and flee, with vendors hastily abandoning their stalls and running away.

  The surrounding area was filled with the terrified screams of the crowd, and faintly, someone could be heard shouting that there were mad horses.

  As expected, this Prince Duan still hasn't changed his bad habits from the previous life and likes to use crazy horses to crash into people's carriages.

  Song Chuyi curled up a cold smile, and then heard a huge collision sound.

  Luckily, the coachman of this humble vehicle was highly skilled and managed to rein in the horses just in time, preventing the carriage from crashing into the nearly shattered Zhu Yinghua's sedan chair.

  Qing Tao's two hands were grasping the armrests tightly, yet her nose still got bumped and hurt so much that tears flowed out of her eyes.

  "Miss, are you alright?" The several martial arts-trained guards surrounding the carriage quickly gathered around her carriage and inquired about her situation.

  Fortunately, the carriage was well-prepared and the walls around it were wrapped in thick felt. Song Chuyi tidied up her disheveled hair and shook her head calmly: "I'm fine. Uncle Qin, go take a look at what's going on up ahead."

  The sturdy man called Qin Uncle by her went forward to check and came back with a somewhat unpleasant expression, telling Song Chuyi: "A mad horse ran out, our carriage couldn't dodge in time and crashed into it..."

  "Go and see if the carriage driver is okay, how badly he's hurt. First take him to a nearby medical clinic for treatment." Song Chuyi felt a bit uneasy in her heart, then suddenly spoke coldly: "Send someone back home to report the news, we'll wait here for the Five Cities Garrison's people to arrive."

  Qin Chuan found the little girl's reaction somewhat strange, thinking that she was too calm, but he knew that this way of handling things couldn't be faulted. He respectfully ordered someone to bring the coachman to the medical clinic and have someone return home to report back, while he himself stayed behind with one other person to guard her carriage.

  The crowd that was originally frightened and fleeing gradually gathered around to watch the excitement.

  The people from Wucheng Bingsi came back quite quickly this time, saying they wanted to take both the person and the horse back to the government office.

  Qin Chuan stepped forward and revealed his identity, but the soldiers from Wucheng's military department refused to budge, saying that since something had happened, they needed to investigate clearly and would take both parties away for questioning.

  It is said that there are two sides, but in fact, one side has only a mad horse.

  The people of the Five Cities Military Command were truly diligent and professional this time, making one somewhat astonished. Qin Chuanyu sensed that something was amiss and stubbornly refused to give in, guarding Song Chuyi's carriage and waiting for someone from the Bo Mansion to arrive.

  The people of the Five Cities Military Command had a tough attitude, which was clearly suspicious. They knew that the person inside was the sixth lady of the Bo Mansion, the relative of their superior, but they still dared to be so reckless.

  As expected, the soldiers from Wucheng's military department were fed up with Qin Chuan's entanglement and actually wanted to come and take him away.

  The people from the Bo's residence haven't arrived yet...

  Qing Tao was shocked and pale, her heart racing as she stepped forward to block Song Chuyi's path, trembling as she stared at the curtain in front of the carriage.

  "Who is it?!"

  "How dare you! The Five Cities Garrison Commander is on official business, who dares to stop him?!"

  It was apparently a commotion outside, Song Chuyi thought it was someone from the Bo Mansion, and stretched out her hand to lift up one corner again, but far away she only saw a flash of frost-colored clothes.

  Qin Chuan struggled to get rid of the Wucheng Bingma Si's people, still guarding in front of Song Chuyi's carriage, scratching his head somewhat puzzled: "Miss, it seems that a... a rather big shot little Taoist has arrived..."

  Little Taoist?!!

  Song Chuyi's eyes lit up and she immediately burst out laughing.

  Where in the entire capital can one find a Daoist priest so bold as to dare obstruct the Five Cities Garrison's business?

  This young master is really interesting, and he's even dressed up as a Taoist priest?

  A moment later, voices rose from outside in unison: "Greetings, Your Highness."

  Zhou Weizhao furrowed his brow and stared at the deputy commander of the Wucheng Army for half a day, then glanced at the small green sedan chair in front of him. He turned back with some confusion: "Isn't it said that the one inside is the young lady from the Bo Mansion? Do you think it's proper to have her go to the Wucheng Army's administrative office?"

  The deputy commander's face showed a difficult expression.

  Qingtao let out a sigh of relief and happily turned back to look at Song Chuyi: "Miss, the Crown Prince is indeed an understanding person."

  It's just unknown whether it was a coincidence that someone came to help, or if they had been prepared in advance.

  Song Chuyi's smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and she nodded thoughtfully.