Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 582 - 580: Let’s Go Save Her

Night falls, with a clear moon and sparse stars.

Yun Shang and Hua Nong, along with several first-class maids, waited anxiously at the courtyard gate, hoping for some new information to arrive. Earlier in the evening, Yun Shang had gone to see Madam Xiao, begging her for help.

In fact, the Xiao Mansion had already sent people out to investigate after learning that Village Lady Le’an, who was staying at the mansion, had entered the palace and had not returned. However, due to the curfew, there had yet to be any response.

Elsewhere, Xiao Yixun and little Qingyu, both dressed in black, somberly watched their mute personal maids Ali and A-Jing. They were in the woodshed of the rear courtyard, using the beautiful, yet unsharpened dagger sent by Lin Wanwan to dismantle the bricks under the courtyard wall, while a leukoderma-afflicted Sharp-Hearing Ear, Fu Ling, kept watch nearby.

Indeed, these five individuals were set to enter the palace to rescue Lin Wanwan.

Due to Lin Wanwan’s disappearance, Xiao Yixun’s second persona emerged. He and Qingyu were coincidentally of the same age and quickly agreed on the plan of action.

Though they were both children, their thought processes differed greatly. Even with the second persona coming out, Xiao Yixun remained a child genius, a far cry from the purely childlike Qingyu.

After digging out two bricks, the mute maid Ali was the first to crawl through the enlarged dog’s hole, followed by Qingyu, Xiao Yixun, Fu Ling, with the mute maid A-Jing trailing behind. She remembered to move a pile of firewood to cover the hole.

Outside, the streets were particularly quiet, with only the occasional appearance of the patrolling Marquis.

Following Fu Ling, the group quietly made their way through, as the curfew within the ward was not strict at all, allowing them to quickly reach the edge of the ward walls.

The two mute maids instinctively crouched down to create a human ladder for the remaining three.

For Xiao Yixun and Fu Ling, who had mastered Inner Strength, climbing walls was no challenge; for little Qingyu, however, it was truly arduous.

Perched on the wall top, Xiao Yixun watched intently as Qingyu struggled to reach the wall but was unable to.

Moments later, Fu Ling suddenly spoke, "Footsteps of the Marquis are headed this way."

This meant they must quickly climb the wall to evade detection, otherwise, they would all face imprisonment.

Xiao Yixun decisively stated, "You stay here, no going further."

Then he jumped down from the wall, while Qingyu watched wide-eyed as Ali climbed over, leaving just her and her bodyguard A-Jing.

"Ah!" Qingyu sighed, speaking to Xiao Yixun outside the ward walls, "Aunt Yixun, I’ll wait by the dog hole for you. Make sure you bring my mother back!"

Her tone carried a certain maturity beyond her years.

Xiao Yixun gave a nonchalant "Mm," then continued towards the Imperial Circle with Ali and Fu Ling.

Kaihua Square was not far from the Imperial City, with its inhabitants mainly consisting of high-ranking officials and nobles, thus patrolling was stricter here than elsewhere.

Fortunately, Fu Ling’s Sharp-Hearing Ear proved extremely useful, allowing her to lead Xiao Yixun and Ali away before the Marquis’ footsteps drew near.

But upon reaching the Imperial City, the trio found there was nowhere to hide as the road ahead was particularly wide with a vast view.

Four patrolling Jinwu Guard squads lit the street with countless torches, making it as bright as day. It was difficult for even flies to stay hidden, let alone three living souls.

Frowning, Xiao Yixun instinctively clutched his sleeves filled with various Poison Powder and Sedative Powder, contemplating the possibility of knocking out this group.

Understanding her master’s thoughts, Fu Ling shook her head and softly said, "Manure Man."

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, manure collectors in the city visited homes collecting manure in exchange for a small cleaning fee, then transported it out to rural areas for sale.

Though the work was filthy, it was highly profitable, with historical records labeling them as "Chang’an Rich People."

At this moment, Fu Ling suggested waiting until before dawn when the manure men would enter the palace to collect manure, then sneaking in.

But Xiao Yixun had no idea what Manure Man referred to. Raised as a sheltered noble beauty, she lacked common knowledge, especially regarding lower-class affairs.

Thus she ignored Fu Ling and focused intently on the approaching Jinwu Guard squad.

Fu Ling was anxious, knowing that the three of them couldn’t possibly be a match for the Jinwu Guard. Moreover, any disturbance would quickly bring the gate’s defending generals and guards in for backup.

She tugged Ali’s sleeve, hoping she’d help persuade the master, but Ali shook her head.

Not only was Ali mute, even if she could speak, she lacked the ability to sway the determined Xiao Yixun.

Within moments, Xiao Yixun darted forward as if a ghost, causing the Jinwu Guard to feel dizzy as a fragrant breeze swept through.

"Not good! Enemy attack!" The commander’s shout shattered the night’s silence.

Ali revealed her presence at the right moment to draw the attention, sacrificing herself as a distraction for Xiao Yixun to draw the boss’s wrath.

"Stop! No more running, or we’ll fire arrows!" someone shouted from the Jinwu Guard.

But Ali could only lip-read, unable to hear.

With the "whiz-whiz" of flying arrows breaking the air, Ali suddenly stumbled, having been hit by an arrow in her right arm. Just as she thought she was about to die, someone on the parapet suddenly grabbed her and pulled her inside.

Chang’an City could be called a city built within a forest, with high terrain to the east featuring natural forests, lush even in this season.

At that moment, the two moved like raccoons, leaping from treetop to treetop. Thanks to Fu Ling’s hearing, they narrowly evaded pursuit.

Fu Ling refrained from following Xiao Yixun, choosing to act as bait like Ali by drawing the tiger away from its cave, aware that her abilities couldn’t penetrate the Imperial Palace. The master stood a better chance on her own.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yixun wasn’t faring well either. Though he had poisoned the guards at Yanxi Gate, he couldn’t open the gate! The palace walls were too high for any human to climb.

Had she arrived with a pole for support, perhaps there’d have been some hope for scaling the walls. But Xiao Yixun, never having toured Chang’an City, was unfamiliar with such matters.

Outside the palace, Xiao Yixun caused a ruckus searching for Lin Wanwan, while inside the palace, Wanwan was left kneeling in the dark chamber of a side hall. She had already opened the Space-Time Gate to return to the modern era, relaxing comfortably on the couch, phone in hand, seeking help online.

Thanks to her usual generosity, the palace maids and eunuchs of Lizheng Hall favored her. Though assigned to supervise her night-kneeling, they instead implied she could rest and kindly provided a small blanket.

Of course, the maids dared to assist Lin Wanwan not just due to her good relations but also owing to Zhangsun’s deliberate lenience.

Lin Wanwan arranged the blanket and a pillow to feign sleep, then returned to the modern era.

She even held a slacker’s mindset; if discovered tomorrow, she’d feign supernatural occurrences.

Naturally, exposing her trips was best avoided as feigning supernatural acts carried too much risk with little gain. Failing could mean a death sentence by burning, succeeding might result in losing freedom, as Li Shimin would certainly keep her under confinement.