On hearing that, Yun Shang fell silent. She flashed a smile, but didn't speak.
It seemed she wasn't trusted by Prince Jing's bodyguard. She turned to Qian Yin, "Inform all our men in the Imperial City. Tell them to keep close watch on the pedestrians' movements. With Prince Jing in their hand, the culprits can't move too far in such a short time."
Qian Yin nodded. She laid her eyes on Jing Ying, and flashed a sneer. She then took out a whistle made of bamboo from her sleeve, blew it several times, and emitted a signal that was hardly audible. A guilty expression appeared on Jing Ying's face, but she bowed her head to conceal her emotions. She was fully aware of Yun Shang's intention. When she asked Qian Yin to pass the massage to her men, the Princess meant to rebut Jing Ying's claims. If Jing Ying wanted to contact the other bodyguards, even if they were not nearby, it would be easy for her to contact them, like what Qian Yin did with the bamboo whistle...
As the Yulin Guard completed their search, they didn't find the fugitives, nor any postern leading out of the palace.
Yun Shang gazed out of the window. The rain had begun to fall again. She heard distant clamor coming from the front Hall. It was mingled with girl's whispers and giggles. Yun Shang lowered her head, and examined the arrow feather carefully. She had picked it up from Qingsi House secretly.
After a careful examination, she handed the arrowhead to Qian Yin, and ordered, "Inquire from the smiths in the Imperial City. Find out if any of them crafted hollow arrows of pig iron recently."
Qian Yin hurriedly obeyed. She curtsied and walked out of the room.
Outside the window, the raindrops tapped on the bamboo leaves thus making an incessant noise. Yun Shang breathed out a sigh. She knew Prince Jing was able to avoid danger. A resourceful man like him wouldn't be captured that easily.
However, although she kept telling herself that Prince Jing was fine, she couldn't help worrying about him.
There was another burst of laughter outside, and she heard someone come close. Yun Shang turned and gazed in the direction of the footsteps. She saw Qin Yi enter, who was carrying a bowl of honey water.
Yun Shang was surprised. Then she realized that her first period had come, probably due to her unease from the recent accidents. Almost amused, she took the honey water, and drank it in a gulp.
But Qin Yi started to nag, "Your Highness, you got wet in the rain. And you need rest. If you don't protect yourself during your period, you'll suffer from menstrual colic. You need to be careful about that."
Yun Shang absently nodded to her. Qin Yi continued, "Lord Zheng announced the award list for the Flower Show Banquet. Sun Ya'niang's Winter Priestess won the first place while Wan Qin'er of Qi County's Violet Nymph won the second place. Qian Yundi of Yun County's Azure Dragon earned the third place. Lady Wen did not win any award."
"I see." Yun Shang smiled at Qin Yi's words. Sun Ya'niang was a smart woman. As she had won the first place in the Flower Show Banquet, her future spouse would be very ideal, as would her social status. Perhaps Yun Shang could even convince Sun Ya'niang to join as her ally.
"Your Highness." A woman in black appeared in the room. Qin Yi was a little shocked by her sudden appearance. She moved aside, and looked at the intruder. Then she found out the intruder to be Jing Ying. She quietly waited for an explanation.
"Not long after the accident happened, Prince Qingsu of Yelang excused himself. He claimed that he felt tired, and needed some rest."
Yun Shang cast a glance at the woman in black. Raising her eyebrows, she asked, "What? Do you claim Cangjue Qingsu to be the culprit who has abducted Prince Jing?"
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