Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 134 Poisoning to Redeem Someone (1)

"Cousin, stay calm, I’ll ask friends from the pugilistic world to investigate immediately," Fang Nian said in a hushed voice as he leaned forward.

Prince Mo yanked at the exquisite bedsheets below him with vehemence, his eyes like that of a venomous snake, "Yes, you must eradicate this Assassin’s Camp for me."

Fang Nian furrowed his brows with difficulty, disagreeing, "Cousin, this is inadvisable. The martial world and the Imperial Court are already at odds, if you try to eliminate a pugilistic force now, it could easily trigger a backlash."

Upon hearing this, Prince Mo glared with furious eyes, "Am I to let them humiliate me like this?"

"Cousin, what I mean is we can offer a higher price for the assassins of the Assassin’s Camp to turn their blades back on those who sent them."

"You mean to offer a higher price to assassinate the one trying to assassinate me?"

"Exactly," he nodded in affirmation. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Alright, I’ll leave this matter in your hands. Get the silver from the butler, and make sure this is done well." He closed his poisonous snake-like eyes, massaging his brow wearily.

"There’s another thing, the men we sent out have reported back, Lady Panpan is dead," Fang Nian said with caution, then raised his head to glance at his unpredictable cousin.

"Dead?" he abruptly opened his bloodshot eyes.

"Yes, by the time they found her, she had been dead for quite a while."

"Who did it?" a cold voice asked.

"It should be the Snake Clan, there were many small snake skeletons beside the corpse."

"Impossible." Dugu Mo simply couldn’t believe the Snake Clan would kill one of their own.

"But only the Snake Clan from Miaojiang use snake traps," Fang Nian was puzzled too, but the facts lay before them, leaving no room for disbelief.

Dugu Mo fell silent for a long moment before finally speaking, "I will seek confirmation from my master on this matter."

"Alright, then I’ll take my leave."

"Go," he said weakly, waving his hand, and then collapsed onto the bed, motionless.

Underneath the artificial mountain in the back courtyard of the Prince Mo Residence, several servant girls were secretly gossiping.

"Hey, I’m telling you, someone pricked the Prince’s butt again," a girl dressed in pink whispered mysteriously.

"Really! How many times has the Prince been pricked this month?" another dressed in emerald snickered as well.

"I also heard that the Prince is no longer capable down there!" another servant girl, wearing a similar color, said with a flushed face and in hushed tones.

"Who knows if it’s true or not, about two or three times in half a month, I’d say his prospects are grim."

"Cough, cough, what are you all doing here instead of working? The Prince isn’t someone for you to discuss so freely. Be careful, or you’ll lose your heads," the butler walked out from behind the artificial hill, his face darkening as he scolded them.

"Butler, please, we meant no harm, we won’t dare again in the future," the servant girls paled with fright, pleading incessantly.

"Butler, butler, the Prince is calling for you," the Prince’s attendant called out from across the lake, clearly very anxious.

"Get back to work! If I catch you gossiping again, I’ll see your hides ripped off," he said, flinging his sleeves indignantly and striding away.

"Tch, what a piece of work, groveling in front of the Prince and then acting all high and mighty with us, without a thought to his own vulgar manners," said one in disgust.

"Enough, Pink Dress, let’s hurry on. The Prince is surely in a foul mood these days, we should all tread carefully," another cautioned.

"Right, right, let’s get going," they agreed, and quickly dispersed, each carrying objects or picking flowers, busy with their tasks.

After the servant girls had left, a figure dressed in black, with a glaring skull embroidered at the collar, jumped down from a tree. Listening to the chatter of the servant girls, a faint smile formed under the cloth mask.