Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Cang Min stood not far from Qiao Mu, watching the three people's every move and carefully observing the man in white in the front.

The person who had the chief of Qianmai Palace come to greet him and stand in front of him must be someone extraordinary.

"Your Highness, this person was wearing a mask and appeared in the crowd. Our people did not pay attention to him."

A man in black appeared behind Prince Ning and reported in a low voice.

"Keep an eye on this person, especially after the show ends, and see where he ends up."

"Yes!"

The man in black ducked away.

"Your Highness, who do you think this person could be?"

Jing Zhan was very interested. This was his first time getting close to Qianmai Palace, and he was very curious about these two people.

"Look carefully, don't you think this person looks familiar?"

Cang Min turned to look at Jing Zhan and told him the feeling he had since he saw the young man in white, but he couldn't be sure.

"I was wondering why everyone entering the venue today was given a mask. It turns out that Master Yunshen doesn't want his true face to be revealed."

"I feel like I've seen this man's eyes before."

Prince Ning Cangmin was the most favored by His Majesty the Emperor. On the one hand, it was because Concubine Song was still in great favor, but more importantly, he was observant and had a photographic memory.

His talent is indeed not just for fame and fortune, he also has a lot of reading.

When he read Yunshen Gongzi's storybook, he was still amazed by the unique ideas and creativity.

His favorite was the newly published vernacular novel "Mythical Journey to the West", which brought him into a magical world. He kept following the updated chapters and became obsessed with it.

He was very peculiar, and Master Yunshen's unique perspective and knowledge made him very much want to get to know him.

He hoped to see his true appearance, and even hoped to become his confidant or his aide.

Today's opportunity is what he has been looking forward to for a long time.

He carefully observed the white-clothed person's every move. Although he could not see her smile, the light in her eyes was so dazzling. Facing thousands of people's enthusiastic questions, she remained cool and calm.

Yes, cool and calm!

The pair of eyes at the Flower Festival, how similar they are.

He was also facing a group of people, a group of people whose status and position were much higher than his. Those eyes were cold, calm, and would not tolerate any desecration.

Is it her?

Could it really be her?

The woman who appeared frequently beside Prince Sheng, the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

how come?

how come?

He was surprised by his own guess.

Calming down, he observed carefully again.

Although her body is dressed like a man, she is still tall and graceful, and her skeleton is clearly different from that of a man.

Also, if you look closely, some of the small movements still have a daughter-like attitude.

The woman at the Flower Festival appeared in my memory.

They have tall and straight figures, and when you compare the two, they are about the same height, and there is actually a lot of overlap.

"Jing Zhan, interesting, I have a new discovery."

"Your Highness, do you recognize this person?"

"It seems to be the concubine's daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the one called Yun Qianyou. We have met her twice."

"How could it be? This person is a man!"

"Why is she wearing a mask? Isn't it to cover up her disguise as a man?"

"That makes sense. There is indeed something wrong with today's mask."

"Arrange someone to check if the second young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yun Qianyou, is not in the mansion now. Her appearance beside Prince Sheng that day should have alerted us. If she has a close relationship with Qianmai Palace, we must not let Prince Sheng get there first."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

Could it be her?

Does that little concubine's daughter really have any relationship with Qianmai Palace?

Even if it was her, perhaps she just knew Young Master Qiao of Qianmai Palace, who liked to write stories about monsters and ghosts and sell them through Yunshen Bookstore.

Hmm! That should be the case. A little concubine's daughter dressed up as Master Yunshen, probably just to cover up her female identity.

However, this woman's unique way of thinking and broad knowledge are not comparable to those of ordinary women in the boudoir. This person is indeed interesting.

Jing Zhan thought about it while arranging people to investigate. This was the best time for them to get close to Qianmai Palace. Even though he found it unbelievable, he still arranged this matter seriously.

Prince Ning Cangmin stood alone in the corner, looking at the woman surrounded by the crowd. He was sure about the woman.

Why did she catch Cangyu's eye? He was known to be averse to women!

It seems that this person is very mysterious.

There is such a treasure hidden in the Prime Minister's Mansion and never shown. Does Lord Yun know about it or not?

While His Royal Highness Prince Ning was imagining a big drama, more and more people surrounded the woman in white.

"How did you come up with the ghosts and monsters in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? I was scared when I read them. Were you scared when you wrote them?"

“Is there really a fairyland in the mythical Journey to the West? Did Tang Seng and his disciples finally become immortals?”

"How did you come up with the character of Sun Wukong? I like him so much!"

Men and women in the crowd were all attracted by the characters and stories in the novels, and asked questions one after another.

However, some questions did not require Yun Qianyou to answer. The book fans around him had already given a variety of answers, and people were discussing them enthusiastically.

Yun Qianyou didn't know yet that he had already revealed his true colors and was being targeted by a scheming guy.

Yun Qianyou saw Sheng Yanran and her little sisters crowded around him. At first she was wearing a little fox mask, but she took it off when she got excited. Then they crowded around him with a joyful look on their faces.

She deliberately answered more of her questions, which made her even more excited.

Yun Qianyou sighed awkwardly, but of course no one could see it because of the mask.

"You can also ask questions to this Mr. Qiao. He participated in the creation of all the scripts. For some, I only provided ideas, but Mr. Qiao was the one who wrote most of the scripts."

Yun Qianyou took the opportunity to push Sheng Yanran and the others to Qiao Mu who was standing next to them, and winked at him cunningly.

"Really? This gentleman also participated in the creation?"

Rather than looking at the man in white wearing a mask and hiding his true face, people were more likely to approach the dignified and suave Mr. Qiao, and people instantly surrounded him.

Qiao Mu looked at Qian You lovingly, smiled helplessly, shook his head, turned around and joined the gathered crowd.

Cang Min, who had been observing, saw this subtle scene and was even more certain that the person in white was a woman.

Qiao Mu's doting expression just now also shows that the relationship between these two people is very familiar.

Regardless of whether she is the person behind Qianmai Palace or not, her close relationship with Qiao Mu is definitely a powerful help to him.

The book club meeting ended amid a bustling crowd.

People were still not satisfied, which made Yun Qianyou feel more stressed.

Because she promised her book friends that she would complete the second half of "The Lost Princess Pearl" as soon as possible so that everyone can see the ending as soon as possible.

He also promised to set up a "Liao Zhai Mythology" storytelling club, and the bookstore could accept submissions from everyone. The selected stories would be paid at a high level of remuneration.

Yun Qianyou was ashamed and apologized to the ancients again and again in his heart.

I really didn't mean to deceive the world and steal the fame of these famous works. If I have the chance to meet you at some time and place in the future, I will definitely find a way to make up for the fame and fortune I owe you.