Ye Ningyuan's expression stiffened, and she offered a wry smile, "What are you talking about, Momo? I don't quite understand."
A sharp palm strike swept over.
Ye Ningyuan's hair bun was blown apart, her hair suddenly cascading down, along with a lock of dark hair that had been clinging to her face.
Almost instinctively, her face turned pale. She suddenly squatted on the ground, covering her head with both hands, "Wait, wait, I can explain! Listen to me!"
Su Yunmo didn't want to hear her explanations. After all, nine out of ten of her words were lies.
"The Glazed Lock, hand it over," the little dumpling said, her patience completely gone.
This time, Ye Ningyuan didn't dare to beat around the bush. She quickly took out the Glazed Lock from her bosom, held it in her palm, and raised it.
"The Glazed Lock is here. I didn't damage it, I just kept it for two days."
Su Yunmo walked over, took back the Glazed Lock, and examined it closely. Closing her eyes, she entered the Glazed Lock with her consciousness. Finding no anomalies, she finally put it back into her bosom.
After doing all this, Su Yunmo looked at the person squatting at her feet with her head in her hands and said, word for word, "Tie her up, strip her clothes, and throw her onto the street."
She was a princess, so Su Yunmo naturally couldn't kill her, but it was very easy to ruin someone.
Two people stepped forward, grabbed Ye Ningyuan by the shoulders, and dragged her outside.
Ye Ningyuan's hair stood on end from fear, and she screamed, "Momo, let's talk! If you remember I saved you last time, you can't be this cruel to me!"
Su Yunmo watched coldly as Ye Ningyuan was dragged more than ten meters away, remaining silent.
Seeing that Su Yunmo was serious about taking things this far, Ye Ningyuan finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted, "Don't you want to break the curse on Zi Yuan? I can help you, I've already found a way!"
Su Yunmo's eyes flickered, but she still didn't speak to spare her.
Ye Ningyuan flailed her limbs and continued to shout, "Really, I'm not lying! I've prepared everything. Bring Zi Yuan over now, and I'll do it immediately!"
"Stop," Su Yunmo raised her hand to halt them.
The two men released Ye Ningyuan and dropped her onto the ground.
Ye Ningyuan cried out in pain as she fell, but she ignored it and looked at Su Yunmo resentfully.
"Momo, you're so heartless! Am I not even as good as a servant in your heart?"
Su Yunmo looked at her for a moment, didn't reply, and turned to call for someone to bring Zi Yuan over.
Seeing Su Yunmo's indifference, Ye Ningyuan burst into tears.
Lin Lang soon arrived with Zi Yuan.
Su Yunmo casually drew a saber from the waist of a person beside her, twirled it in her hand, and then gestured to Ye Ningyuan with her eyes.
The implication was clear: if Zi Yuan didn't recover today, Ye Ningyuan wouldn't be able to leave intact.
Ye Ningyuan walked over aggrievedly and took out something she had prepared earlier from her bosom – women's clothes.
Everyone: "???"
Su Yunmo's eyelids twitched, and she gritted her teeth, "Are you playing with me?"
The saber was placed at her neck.
Ye Ningyuan immediately flinched and pleaded, "No, no, no, I'm serious! To remove the curse, the blood of the caster is required. These clothes belong to Mei Yan."
Su Yunmo frowned, pondered for a moment, and then withdrew the saber, "Pay attention to the time."
Seeing that Su Yunmo had relented, Ye Ningyuan also breathed a sigh of relief, while silently complaining: I don't know who this little temper inherited from, she's really not cute.
However, she dared not say this out loud in front of Su Yunmo, only thinking it in her heart.
Ye Ningyuan took out a water flask from her bosom, dripped a few drops of water onto the clothes, allowing the blood to melt and drip onto Zi Yuan, then chanted a few incantations with a serious expression.
Su Yunmo watched her chant, her eyes gradually darkening.
A moment later, Zi Yuan let out a muffled groan, her fingers twitched, and she seemed to be waking up.
But when she opened her eyes and looked at the little dumpling, she only instinctively called out "Little Master" before fainting again.
Su Yunmo frowned.
Before Su Yunmo could ask, Ye Ningyuan said, "It's fine, it's normal. She's been resisting the curse with her willpower all this time, and her body is severely depleted. She'll be full of energy tomorrow after a night's sleep."
After checking Zi Yuan's pulse, Lin Lang also nodded at Su Yunmo, indicating that Ye Ningyuan was correct.
Then, she turned to Ye Ningyuan and asked, "Princess, how do you know our Southern Xinjiang curse?"
Ye Ningyuan smacked her lips, leaned closer to Su Yunmo, and looked at her with an expression seeking praise, "Because I'm smart! I learn quickly and understand things at a glance."
Su Yunmo looked at her with a deep gaze. After a while, she withdrew her gaze. This time, instead of the usual look of disdain or helplessness, her expression was only more solemn.
Seeing Su Yunmo's expression, Ye Ningyuan's heart sank, and she couldn't help but clench her fingers.
Had she revealed too much today?
"Lin Lang, take Zi Yuan back first," Su Yunmo returned the saber to its owner and walked towards the edge of the forest.
Seeing Su Yunmo about to leave, Ye Ningyuan patted her chest, feeling a stone finally lifted from her heart.
However, Su Yunmo suddenly stopped and turned back, saying, "The rest of you, take Ye Ningyuan to the yamen."
Several people stepped forward and restrained Ye Ningyuan.
Ye Ningyuan's forehead felt like it was about to split, and she yelled with wide eyes, "Momo, you broke your promise!"
"Where? I only said I wouldn't strip you and throw you onto the street, I didn't say I wouldn't send you to the yamen." The little dumpling waved her hand and left in good spirits.
Her gloating voice could still be heard from afar, "Anyway, your father is King Yunyi, so let him pick you up from the yamen. Don't worry, I'll personally deliver the message to him."
Ye Ningyuan immediately cried out in alarm and struggled desperately, "Then you might as well strip me and throw me onto the street! Momo!!!!"
Su Yunmo walked away without looking back, letting her wail behind her.
The little dumpling always did what she said, and if she said she would deliver the message, she would personally deliver it.
Since Zi Yuan was still unconscious, Lin Lang first sent her back to the manor and then hurried back with a carriage to pick up Su Yunmo.
Because of the matter of breaking Zi Yuan's curse, the little dumpling had been out all day and hadn't eaten.
Lin Lang picked up Su Yunmo and drove the carriage a bit faster than usual, thinking of getting back sooner to let her young master eat.
It was cold today, and there weren't many pedestrians on the road at this hour.
Just as the carriage was about to turn onto a small road, a person emerged from the alley entrance and ran directly towards the carriage.
Fortunately, Lin Lang was a skilled driver and quickly pulled the reins, avoiding any injury.
However, the person was still startled, let out a scream, and fell to the ground.
Su Yunmo, sitting in the carriage and drowsily thinking of sleeping, was startled by the scream.
The voice was very familiar, it sounded like... Third Concubine?
She lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside.
Third Concubine had also just gotten up from the ground and looked up to see her, "Is that you, girl?"
"She's here, hurry up and chase!" Shouting and commotion came from behind.
Hearing the commotion, Third Concubine forgot everything else and rushed towards the carriage, "Save me, please save me, let me get on the carriage to hide!" xxs1
This girl, no matter what, was still a member of the General's manor, and those people probably wouldn't dare to provoke her easily.