"Prince Eight, I would like to go as well; after all, an extra person means extra strength, does it not?" Li Mingyin, who had always been overlooked, hurriedly stepped forward.
"Miss Li is both talented and good-looking; perhaps she might have some solutions," Yang Ruxin nodded quickly, "Letâs go together then."
Li Mingyin frowned slightly, puzzled by Yang Ruxinâs attitude.
But Yang Ruxin merely smiled; she truly thought this way, but of course, she had her own ulterior motives. Perhaps with this woman getting more exposure to the Crown Prince and Prince Eight at the frontline, she would develop feelings for them and fall in love. If that happened, the uncomfortable situation she found herself in now might just be resolved.
Anyway, it wouldnât matter much to the residences of the Crown Prince and Prince Eight whether there was one more or one less woman around.
Originally, Qi Jingyi hadnât intended to bring Li Mingyin along, but since Yang Ruxin had spoken, he didnât refuse and nodded his agreement.
Although Qi Jingyi really wanted Yang Ruxin to join right away, she was waiting for news from Xiaohei, and so, they could only wait another night. While the situation there was urgent, the "plague" here was even more pressing.
The night was deep, but Li Mingyin couldnât sleep at all.
"Miss, itâs getting late," her maid Doukou couldnât help but speak up to remind her.
"Has there been any news from Hong Dou yet?" Li Mingyin simply sat up.
"No," Doukou shook her head, then glanced at Li Mingyin, hesitating to speak.
"Do you want to persuade me to give up?" Li Mingyin sighed deeply, looking at the maid who had been with her since childhood.
"Miss, Doukou really doesnât understand," Doukou frankly expressed the thoughts that had been pressing on her mind these days, "How outstanding and proud of a woman you are, Miss! Why must you..." she paused, "Miss, I just feel itâs not worth it for you."
Li Mingyin gave a bitter smile: "How could I not know that Iâm not worth it? But now, I canât even make sense of it myself... But how is it that I canât compare to a village girl?" At first, it was because she found that man very impressive. Although she knew he was married, to a village girl, no less, she really didnât take it to heart and thought that if she took the initiative, the man would surely favor her. But unexpectedly, that mere village girl turned out to be so formidable, effortlessly solving the disease that had the military doctors at a loss as Dao Xuziâs disciple. Moreover, Gu Qinghengâs love for her was obviously genuine, which made her feel insecure, yet for some reason, it made her even more unwilling to accept it.
Therefore, she needed the detailed information about Yang Ruxin; she had to know everything about her.
Only by knowing oneself and oneâs enemy can one fight a hundred battles without danger of defeat.
At this point, Li Mingyin may not have realized that her goal in competing with Yang Ruxin appeared to have little to do with Gu Qingheng anymore.
Doukou sighed, "Itâs just that, Miss, this way you will suffer a lot."
Li Mingyin lay down again: "Letâs sleep." Suffering? Perhaps.
Yang Ruxin had originally thought Xiaohei would return early the next morning, but she ended up waiting until the evening before she heard a cry from the sky.
Then, several joyful cries followed; it was Heihei and Xiaohei greeting Xiaohei as they heard its voice.
Xiaohei, seeing its partner approaching, led them in circles in the sky before seeing Yang Ruxin below and diving straight down.
Xiaohei also imitated and dived down.
Those standing below felt a strong gust of wind, as though it could carry them away, and they quickly closed their eyes.