The maids who were already feeling guilty heard this stern shout and instantly panicked.

"who?"

The figure in the trees was very blurry, but you could tell you were dressed.

Wen Yao put on the clothes of the maid next to the queen. As for that maid... she was sleeping soundly in the corner.

Therefore, just this outfit scared those few people. Several low-level maids knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Girl, this is just something we picked up, not something we stole."

"Picked it up?"

Because his face was covered, those people couldn't see Wen Yao's true face, but his voice was even more trembling.

"How come I haven't encountered such a good thing? You must have stolen something from the Queen. I will call for people to arrest you."

The maids' faces turned pale with fright. When they saw Wen Yao's figure had disappeared, they collapsed on the ground.

The four of you looked at each other in shock. Some accepted their fate, but others were obviously unwilling: "As soon as she goes back to report, we will just wait to die. How can those big shots listen to our explanation?"

"Who cares about our humble lives? I...I want to escape."

Several people looked at the gold and silver in front of them, and finally came up with a plan. Before Wen Yao came back, they just rolled up the things on the ground and left quietly.

No one will pay attention to the departure or stay of a few maids in the mansion.

These people were all low-level servants brought in from outside the mansion. They were even worse than serious maids. They couldn't enter the inner courtyard and they didn't know many people.

Wen Yao took advantage of this and successfully deceived several maids away. Anyway, what they got in their hands was enough for them to go back and live for a long time.

After finishing this matter, she quickly returned to the room to tidy up briefly, and repainted the makeup on her face. She smiled in the mirror, and even she felt stupid.

She gently held her forehead and rubbed her temples with one hand. She had just taken over this body, and many times it still retained the habits of the original owner. In addition, the original owner's mind was incomplete, and the memories were fragmentary.

Just as she was thinking about it, a group of people had returned from the yard not far outside the room.

Some guards in the mansion headed by the third prince came to the door of the guest room in the main courtyard with weapons. Mo Wuyun turned his hands behind his back and said to those people: "Go, call all the maids in the mansion, and check them one by one."

His face was extremely ugly and deep.

The servants behind him lowered their heads and scattered one by one, notifying all parties.

Not long after, Wen Yao saw many Yingying Yanyan being sent out from the backyard. Her eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

Damn it, it's just too rubbish.

He is really young and romantic, and the concubine raised in this backyard can easily play several tables of mahjong.

No wonder he doesn't care about having a woman like her. After all, this backyard is like the emperor's harem. What kind of beauty can he want?

Wen Yao was very angry, narrowed his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyebrows became more intense.

The women hid behind the third prince with blank faces.

Some even couldn't help but ran to the third prince and hugged his arm, as cowardly as a little white rabbit: "Your Highness, what big thing happened in this mansion that you called me and so many sisters here?"

Mo Wuyun narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Everyone, stand still and don't lose face to this prince."

His voice was so angry that the concubines did not dare to cause trouble and stopped one by one in the open space behind him.

As for the maids in the mansion, they did not have such qualifications. Instead, they stood in a few rows with their heads lowered, crowded together.

After two hours of hard work, all the hundreds of maids in the mansion were found.

The concubines were already sitting on their chairs swaying around, even trembling from sleepiness.

The sky changes from dark to bright, and the clouds on the sky are dense, shining on the earth, leaving patches of colorful light.

While these people were looking for the maid in the mansion, Wen Yao had already slept on the bed in the house, and when he woke up again, he was already a hundred times more energetic.

She opened the door again, and saw countless chaotic footsteps outside her ears. Rows of uniformed guards surrounded the entire maids of the Third Prince's Mansion.

Wen Yao carefully revealed her eyes, because she was the princess, and no one would think that Yihe Fool would do anything to assassinate her, so she and the queen were the only female family members who were not present.

The third prince's voice was cold to the bone: "Seventh brother, all the female relatives in my house are here today. Can you tell if the assassin is inside?"

Dongwang was dressed in formal attire, and the golden dragon on his body seemed to be flying through the nine heavens. He had a cold face, and his handsome face showed no emotion at all.

A pair of phoenix eyes lightly scanned the faces of the women.

There was no other meaning in the eyes, but the concubines who were looked at all had red faces.

It may be shy, or it may be that you have an idea.

Wen Yao's heart tightened slightly. This Dong Wang was simply the originator of the difficult world. She just hit him and let him sleep for a while. Is that all?

But no one heard her voice, so Dong Wang said coldly: "Are they really all here?"

The third prince narrowed his eyes and looked at the butler beside him.

The butler trembled and knelt down on the ground: "Your Highness, the third prince, is already here."

Obviously, in the fight in front of the emperor, the third prince lost, otherwise he would not have acted like this and embarrassed himself.

"Did King Dong hear it?"

Mo Dongliu shook his head: "Do you need me to personally read the list and give it to His Highness so that His Highness can compare it?"

What he said reached this point, and he basically concluded that Mo Wuyun was hiding.

Mo Wuyun didn't know that King Dong had a reason, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to speak so confidently.

"Butler, are everyone really here?"

The housekeeper suddenly knocked his head on the ground: "Back to the third prince, some low-level maids ran away while the mansion was in chaos in the middle of the night."

Finally getting the answer he wanted, Mo Dongliu snorted coldly.

That nasal voice was full of ridicule and disdain, which made Mo Wuyun feel even more shameless.

He kicked the butler to the side, closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Since the assassin appeared in my palace, I will definitely investigate to the end, give an explanation to my seventh brother, and clear my name."

His eyes paused, and his gaze became a bit sharper.

"Although this prince failed to discipline me well and caused several servants to run away, you kept saying that the assassin was in the house, and I also cooperated with you to find so many people to search for you, but you still don't even know the assassin's appearance.

If you haven't made it clear, my brother is a little suspicious of your intentions, or maybe this matter is just a lie."

After Mo Dongliu heard this, one corner of his lips raised.

He tilted his head, and someone behind him stepped forward and brought over a scroll.
Chapter completed!