Wen Ni was led away from the backyard of Prince Xuan's mansion.
After entering Prince Xuan's mansion, the guards became noticeably more stringent.
At this moment, the backyard was silent as a tomb.
The bottle Wen Ni held in her hand felt slightly warm, a testament to her cold sweat.
Granny Cui soon stopped and looked back, her expression grave.
Wen Ni sneered, "Do you think I would bring people here?"
"Heh, Murong Yu was so cunning and insidious back then. As for you, having been by her side for so many years, how much have you learned? Who knows?"
Granny Cui looked disdainful, her gaze falling on Wen Ni's hand.
Wen Ni's expression darkened, "I don't care what you think of me. After all, the one I will follow from now on is the Venerable Lord, not you."
Hearing this, Granny Cui let out a cold snort and finally led her further into the depths of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, a gust of wind swept past.
Wen Ni's eyes flickered slightly. Granny Cui stopped again and looked back.
She was very cautious.
Seeing her like this, Wen Ni couldn't help but laugh, "Prince Xuan's mansion is heavily guarded. I didn't expect Granny Cui to be so timid."
Granny Cui glared at her.
If it weren't for the bottle of medicine in Wen Ni's hand, she would never have shown her such a pleasant face.
She would have killed her long ago if necessary!
"You'd better not play any tricks on me. Otherwise, when you meet the Venerable Lord later, I'll see if the head on your neck is truly worthy of being severed by the Venerable Lord."
"You're just afraid that I'll achieve great merit in front of the Venerable Lord and steal your thunder," Wen Ni said dismissively.
Granny Cui ignored her and walked forward quickly.
Wen Ni looked at the mansion before her, which seemed peaceful but harbored countless hidden dangers.
Collecting her thoughts, she stepped forward to follow.
After an unknown number of turns, Granny Cui finally opened a door.
Wen Ni's heart leaped into her throat.
As she stepped inside, she tightened her grip on the bottle in her palm.
"Venerable... Lord?"
"What? Does my appearance not befit the Venerable Lord?" Seated on a chair was a middle-aged woman.
She wore a black veil, obscuring her face.
Wen Ni's fingers, holding the bottle, tightened further. The surprise in her eyes flashed and then quickly subsided into calmness.
She said faintly, "How do I know if you are the true Venerable Lord?"
"Heh." The woman on the chair smiled calmly. "You've investigated for so long, and even found this place, Prince Xuan's mansion. What difference does it make to you whether I am the Venerable Lord or not?"
"You... what do you mean?"
"You just want to verify, to see if this Venerable Lord who appeared out of nowhere is the one you have in mind?"
The woman waved her hand, and Granny Cui retreated to the doorway, guarding the door.
The woman continued to smile faintly, "Wen Ni, we met last time. Don't you recognize me?"
Wen Ni remained silent.
The last time they met, the Venerable Lord was also wearing a veil.
In their two meetings, their clothes were different, their hairstyles were different, their veils were different, and even their voices were different... Of course, to avoid being recognized, the woman's voice was deliberately lowered.
Her original voice was completely unrecognizable.
Wen Ni's anxious heart slowly calmed down.
"I risked my life and betrayed Murong Yu just to pledge allegiance to you, the Venerable Lord. Is this not worth seeing the true face of the Venerable Lord?"
But the woman on the chair merely smiled calmly, seemingly indifferent to her words.
"If you sincerely wish to pledge allegiance to me, why do you still doubt my identity? You doubt and insist on proving that I am the person you are looking for, but what is your true intention?"