Blinking her big eyes, "Old lady, how do you know I am a woman of fortune?"

"My old woman has been through it all, given birth to five sons and three daughters. I can tell just by looking that you are pregnant. And nine times out of ten, it’s a boy," she said with a face full of pride about having several boys.

"Wow, old lady, you’re amazing. I’m not even showing yet, and you knew I was pregnant. To tell you the truth, I’m just two months along." Talking about the baby, the two women eagerly started chatting.

After wrapping up the shoes, the old lady handed them to Baihe, took the hundred coins Baihe gave her, and securely placed them in her purse. Then she said to Feng Xuxu, "Eh, it’s nothing extraordinary. A pregnant woman walks with her waist and back very straight. Any old person can tell at a glance."

"Then, old lady, how can you tell I am carrying a boy?"

"The appearance of some fine dark spots on your face. There’s an old saying in the countryside: the face of a woman carrying a girl is white and tender, whereas the face of one carrying a boy is the opposite."

"Ha ha ha, I’ll take your auspicious words, old lady. I’ve got to go now." She shook her head with a laugh, leading Baihe away.

After a few steps, she whispered to Baihe, "Someone is following us. Be careful."

Upon hearing this, Baihe’s nerves tensed up instantly, and her small hand moved to her waist, ready to draw her soft sword at any moment.

Seeing a nervous Baihe, Feng Xuxu spoke reassuringly, "Don’t be tense, act natural."

"Yes, Prince—, miss." Baihe almost said "princess" but a glance from Feng Xuxu stopped her, and she hastily corrected herself, calling her "miss."

Looking up at the sky, she realized she had been out for quite a while and it was time to go back, or Dugu Chen might freak out if he came back and couldn’t find her.

"Let’s go back to the residence."

Baihe sighed with relief upon hearing this, carefully supporting her mistress and avoiding the collisions of the crowd.

Jingfeng and Jingdian exchanged glances, closely following behind Feng Xuxu, while Jingyu and Jinglei lay in ambush in the alley ahead, ready to capture the pursuer.

After a short distance, Baihe, supporting her mistress, said, "Miss, should I deal with those two trailing us?"

"They are superior to you in martial arts. Going now would be suicidal. Wait and see how things develop." She had been followed since leaving the Prince Residence. These two were well-concealed; she hadn’t noticed them at all when buying shoes, and Baihe hadn’t realized they were being followed, which showed the followers’ skills exceeded those of Baihe. Sending Baihe now would be no different from sending her to her death. If not for her sudden desire to return to the residence, they might not have exposed themselves.

Ashamed, Baihe hung her head but remained vigilant, watching the surroundings closely, her small hand never leaving her waist. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Prince Mei Residence stands at the southern end of East Street, covering more than thirty acres.

Almost there, just around the corner was Prince Mei Residence. Right as Baihe grew anxious inside, the people behind suddenly made their move, one attacking Baihe, the other attempting to grab Feng Xuxu, working seamlessly together.

At that moment, Anhu, Feng Xuxu’s Hidden Guard, appeared and engaged Jingfeng, who was trying to capture Feng Xuxu. The two clashed mid-air in swift exchanges. In the shadows, Jinglei and Jingyu watched Jingdian easily manage Feng Xuxu’s maid and saw Jingfeng up against a tough opponent. Exchanging glances, Jinglei stepped in to aid Jingfeng against Anhu, while Jingyu seized the chance to grab Feng Xuxu.

Before Jingyu could lay a hand on Feng Xuxu, Anhai appeared to block his path. Anhai didn’t give Jingyu a moment to react, striking first and attacking relentlessly, giving him no chance to breathe.