I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 481 - 206: The Advancing Enchantress (Request for Subscription)_2

Chapter 481: Chapter 206: The Advancing Enchantress (Request for Subscription)_2

Wen Renying remained motionless, her tone indifferent as she said, "They’re all hypocritical pretenders, I will not see them."

Lan Hong paused, the smile on her face vanished instantly, and she countered with a stern gaze, "Have you forgotten what kind of place this is?"

"This is the best Spring Painting Boat in all of Kyoto Prefecture! It’s not a place where you have the final say!"

"Zi Yan, Mother advised you kindly and you didn’t listen, so don’t blame Mother for using some extreme measures."

Wen Renying glanced at her, turned her head, and said in a soft, lingering tone, "Mother, can you bear it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint pink mist quietly emerged from behind her, wafting onto Lan Hong’s face.

"How could I... ah~"

Lan Hong’s eyes were tinged with a hint of pink, her face flustered, and she revealed the truth while shaking her head:

"Zi Yan~ Mother doesn’t want to force you, it’s just that an esteemed guest has come today, and Mother can’t afford to offend them~"

Wen Renying still had her back turned, looking at the beautiful scenery on Qu Pond, lazily asking, "Who are they?"

"It’s Zhao Ce, the son of the Minister of Rites, Zhao Ruixiang—Mother can’t afford to offend him~"

"The Zhao Family of the Minister of Rites?"

Wen Renying no longer hid her intent, smiling charmingly, "Then, indeed, I should take a look~"

After a lively drinking party, it was approaching the hour of the rat.

Wen Renying smoothly sent herself onto Zhao Ce’s carriage.

"Mother, I will miss you~"

"Mother will miss you too." Lan Hong, holding a stack of gold notes, smiled broadly.

Zhao Ce, acting the part of a refined gentleman, smiled and gestured for the driver to set off: "Thank you very much, Miss Lan Hong."

"Oh, you flatter me, I..."

"Giddy-up!"

The carriage drove away from the edge of Qu Pond, heading towards Fengtong Street.

Along the way, despite Zhao Ce’s numerous attempts, he still couldn’t even touch Wen Renying’s hand.

"Young Master Zhao, I am not yet prepared~"

Wen Renying rolled her eyes, extended her graceful fingers, and flicked a pink mist onto his face.

"Miss Zi Yan, I..." Zhao Ce’s expression changed, his gaze struggled slightly, "You..."

"Young Master Zhao, I know you are not one to be swayed by lust~"

"Wrong! I am indeed most driven by lust, any woman who enters my residence cannot emerge unscathed by the next day!"

Zhao Ce insisted resolutely, "Miss Zi Yan is no exception!"

"Oh~" Wen Renying glanced at him indifferently, "I don’t enjoy hearing such truths~"

"Forgive me, Miss Zi Yan, I promise to ensure you have a delightful evening tonight~"

Zhao Ce unconsciously raised his elegant fingers, his once-hard face showing some charm, his language and actions increasingly resembling Wen Renying’s.

"Is that so?"

Wen Renying glared at Zhao Ce with disdain, wisps of pink demon energy entwined around him.

"From tonight on, I don’t want to hear such words."

"Yes~"

"Tell me, what are your Zhao Family’s plans for the ’Little Sword Immortal’?"

"Our Zhao Family has nothing against ’Little Sword Immortal’ Chen Yi, we only want to give him a little warning~"

Zhao Ce covered his mouth, laughing softly, "Father said, that Chen Yi is only somewhat gifted, with higher cultivation, but when it comes down to it, he’s just a concubine’s son of the Chen Family~"

"So you just want to embarrass him?" Wen Renying glanced at him with a hint of murderous intent.

"Yes~ Father said, he’s sending me to visit the Chen Family soon, to deliver a congratulatory gift~"

"For what reason?"

"Chen Er has been appointed as Baron Yingwu by the Holy Emperor, and Father said that the Chen and Zhao families are both on Fengtong Street, so we can’t neglect etiquette~"

"Is there anything else?"

"As for other matters~ Father said, I should also send a congratulatory gift to the Buddhist disciple of Dakong Temple~"

Wen Renying frowned, "Behave normally when you arrive home."

"Yes~ I am... ahem, I, the Young Master, am a well-read and reasonable person."

Literary and reasonable?

Wen Renying muttered, "More like a good-for-nothing," unwilling to pay him any more attention.

The journey continued in silence.

After entering the Zhao Family residence, Wen Renying charmed her way through from Zhao Ce’s courtyard to the other courtyards.

"Is this the only efficacy of the array within the Zhao Family, home of the Minister of Rites?"

Wen Renying stepped lightly into the innermost part of the courtyard but didn’t reveal herself. She concealed her figure, quietly observing the people inside.

She saw a person dressed in black casual clothes quietly leave the courtyard by carriage.

"Zhao Ruixiang, Minister of Rites?"

Having accepted the mission from Chen Yi, Wen Renying naturally did her homework, clearly aware that the Spring Painting Boat she stayed on was backed by Zhao Ce.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have bothered to replace a leading courtesan.

"Going out so late..."

Wen Renying’s eyes darted around, her form melting into the shadows as she swiftly followed.

Although she couldn’t use demon energy freely within Kyoto Prefecture, most places here were unguarded for her.

In just a quarter of an hour.

Wen Renying saw the low-profile carriage stop at the back gate of a mansion.

"This place..." Wen Renying glanced around, "is not one of the aristocratic families’ residences given by the lord."

Muttering a few words, she quietly vaulted into the mansion, following behind Zhao Ruixiang.

All the way to the pavilion by the pond in the back courtyard, where an old man with a hunched back and aged face was already present.

Upon seeing Zhao Ruixiang, he said expressionlessly: "So late, what are you here for?"

"Old Marquis, why keep me at arm’s length? Heh heh heh... I specially came to congratulate you."

Zhao Ruixiang, swaggering, took out a porcelain bottle, his manner entirely unlike that of a court minister, more like a demon untainted by etiquette.

Demon?

Wen Renying was startled, quickly and cautiously retreating a bit.

To someone like her from the Evil Demons, demons were like superiors, intensely perceptive of demon energy on her.

Once safely hidden, Wen Renying quietly took out a small wooden sword, the very one Chen Yi had given her for protection.

She had already realized that this Minister of Rites, Zhao Ruixiang, definitely had problems, big problems.

"A demon who can stealthily infiltrate the Wei Dynasty and even replace the Minister of Rites..."

"Heavens, it’s terrifying~"

Even though Wen Renying was confident in her concealment techniques and mind manipulation magic, she had never thought to control a minister who frequently visited the Imperial City.

It’s important to know that the Imperial Palace in the north of Kyoto Prefecture was initially established under an array set up by the ancestors of various Taoist sects.

It was under the protection of that array that the emperors of the Wei Dynasty had never encountered incidents within the Imperial City, almost always dying of natural causes.

At this moment, she heard the hunched old man speak in a cold tone:

"Your mission in Kyoto Prefecture has nothing to do with me. If it involves me, you should know what consequences you’ll face."

"Rest assured," Zhao Ruixiang waved a hand, pouring something out of the porcelain bottle and said:

"Do I need to introduce what this is?"

"What are you planning?" The hunched old man’s tone turned harsh as he straightened his body: "Or, do you even know what you’re doing?!"

"I’m here to help you, of course," Zhao Ruixiang replied: "I know your plan, but clearly, you haven’t achieved it yet."

"So you need this to control Chen Yuan, to have him obey your every word!"

Chen Yuan?

Wen Renying covered her mouth in shock, the lord’s elder brother?

So the person here is... Zhou Tiance, Duke Jingye?

The Old Marquis is colluding with demons?!

Heavens~ the lord will surely reward me heavily~

Zhou Tiance looked at the person in front of him, murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "You’re courting death!"

"Don’t you want to control him?" Zhao Ruixiang raised an eyebrow and said: "Or do you really believe he will be obedient when inheriting the position of Duke Jingye?"

"Ha!"

With a disdainful laugh, Zhao Ruixiang stuffed the porcelain bottle into his hand and said in a low voice:

"Do you really consider yourself a pillar of the Wei Dynasty?"

"Have you forgotten... you were the one who actively sought us out, begging us to take you in!"

"Tianshu!"

After Zhao Ruixiang finished in a whisper, a strange smile appeared on his face as he stared directly at a spot not far behind him.

"Who’s there?!"

Wen Renying’s eyes narrowed, her body stiffened, not daring to move.

Has she been discovered?