After the carriage left the small town, Daohua and Prince Ping’s master and servant breathed a sigh of relief. None of them had expected that the group of villagers they encountered yesterday wielded such power that they would directly search the inn to capture them.
"Kid, yesterday you saved us, and today we didn’t leave you behind when we left, that’s fair enough, right?" With the threat gone, Prince Ping regained his previous arrogance.
Daohua looked at the two of them; her tone was much nicer than yesterday, "Thank you for waiting for me." If the master and servant had not waited and had just taken the carriage and left today, there was nothing she could do about it.
Seeing Daohua’s appreciation, Prince Ping felt more at ease. Yesterday, this boy treated them like a burden, but now he must realize they were not completely useless.
The carriage was somewhat bumpy, and the three, who had not rested well, were not very talkative.
Silent all the way.
Around noon, the coachman stopped the carriage by a teahouse next to the official road and knocked on the door: "Ladies, it’s 11:00 AM, you should come down and eat something. I also need to feed the horses."
Having skipped breakfast in the morning, Daohua and her companions were already hungry and thirsty. Upon hearing the coachman’s words, Huai En immediately moved to open the carriage door and get out.
Daohua reached out her hand to stop him.
Huai En looked at her puzzled, "Young master, what’s wrong?"
Daohua gestured for him not to go out yet and spoke loudly toward the coachman outside, "Brother Coachman, I noticed there’s a stall selling veiled hats by the road. Could you please buy three for us?"
Though Huai En and his master could pass for women based on their looks, their actions were somewhat out of place—wearing veiled hats would provide some cover.
Huai En glanced at his master, understood Daohua’s concerns, and immediately took a piece of Fragmented Silver from his sleeve, handing it through the window to the coachman: "Make it quick and the rest is for you."
The coachman happily accepted the silver and ran off to the stall. He quickly returned with three veiled hats.
Though Prince Ping was somewhat reluctant, after lifting the curtain and seeing various people sitting inside the teahouse, he smartly donned the veiled hat without his bodyguards to protect him.
After putting on her veiled hat, Daohua got off the carriage first, glancing with curiosity at the vendors set up for dozens of meters around the teahouse.
After Prince Ping came out, upon seeing Daohua like that, he laughed and said, "One can tell you don’t travel far often. What’s so interesting to look at?"
Not long afterward, Daohua emerged dressed as a farm girl.
"It’s your turn!" she said upon seeing them.
Prince Ping and Huai En both glanced at Daohua, then took their clothes to change.
Seeing a stall selling rouge and powder nearby, Daohua immediately walked over, gave the merchant a piece of Fragmented Silver, and while pretending to browse, she kept an eye on the happenings at the teahouse. frёeωebɳovel.com
She saw that the group had indeed found the coachman who had brought them and felt a weight sink in her heart.
Then, the group began searching the teahouse and a few headed toward the nearby stalls.
"Mother, I’ve taken a liking to a box of rouge; come quickly and help me decide."
Upon seeing Prince Ping emerge dressed as a farm wife, Daohua immediately waved her handkerchief.
Prince Ping, called out by Daohua, was momentarily stunned and muttered somewhat speechlessly, "The prince has become someone else’s mother?" Then he imitated the swaying hips he had seen farm wives do and walked over.
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