The Demon Lords

Chapter 957 - 215: Sweet Dreams

In the back bedroom, Lord Zheng sat in a reclining chair, his left hand holding a cigarette, while his right hand continually stroked the fur of a black cat.

Xue Three had already left; he was going to seek out the spy who leaked information.

The Princess falsely reported military intelligence in the carriage, seeking to spend the night within Lord Pingye’s residence.

There are two layers to this: one layer is that the Princess had already learned in advance that they planned to place her in a specially prepared residence in the south of the city, so she preemptively requested to stay at their house before they could offer.

The other layer is that the Princess wants something that is within the Earl’s Mansion.

What is it that she wants?

Lord Zheng would not overly flatter himself by thinking the Princess wanted him, using the stay at his house as a prelude to seduction.

After all, Zheng Fan was the Lord of Pingye in the north of the city, not Lord Xu in the north of the city,

and the Princess was someone who, three years ago, could cause the deaths of thousands of laborers without a blink and would not impulsively throw caution to the wind.

According to the blind man’s words, the Princess was looking for the King of the Wild People.

Indeed,

The King of the Wild People was indeed residing in the underground dungeon of the Earl’s Mansion.

The Silver Armored Guard of Qian State, the Spy Bureau of Yan, and the Phoenix Nest of Chu State are the three most powerful intelligence agencies, and beneath these three, any influential noble would involuntarily weave their intelligence networks if they had the capability.

As an emerging force continually absorbing refugees, completely preventing infiltration is almost impossible. For example, last time, if it weren’t for the old Clan Chief of the Yu Family risking his life to expose that mother and daughter, they might have already been living in Snow Sea Pass and even set up a chance encounter with himself, Lord Pingye.

Therefore, although the "Embroidered Uniform Guard" of Snow Sea Pass was remotely controlled by the blind man and personally directed by Xue Three, Lord Zheng wasn’t really angry about this incident, nor did he feel they had been negligent.

The Princess’s act of reporting false military information in the carriage was indeed reminiscent of Iwasato Masao’s blank cartridge tactic;

only concerned with achieving her goal and finding satisfaction, she directly exposed the spy who risked their life to infiltrate.

A single leaf heralds autumn,

This Princess, what kind of woman is she truly?

Her image,

became one degree more detailed in Lord Zheng’s mind.

"Alas."

Zheng Fan felt somewhat troubled,

leading to his fingers stroking the cat with a slight increase in pressure.

The black cat, therefore, had to continue purring,

daring not to show any sign of discontent.

At this moment, Liang Cheng personally led three thousand armored soldiers waiting outside the Earl’s Mansion, and even some civilian houses outside had been vacated, filled with armored and sword-carrying elite troops awaiting orders.

Lord Zheng hadn’t intended for this kind of display, truly didn’t want it, but the Princess’s aggressiveness caused his previous arrangements to fall through completely, throwing both parties off rhythm.

Now,

the only option left was to take it one step at a time.

Siniang brought over a cup of water, took the cigarette butt from Zheng Fan, and extinguished it in the cup, then moved behind him to start massaging his head.

"My lord, Shatuo Queshi might cause trouble tonight."

Zheng Fan took a breath and slowly nodded.

Since the young lord could be transferred in advance, transferring Shatuo Queshi shouldn’t be too difficult; even if he couldn’t be moved too far, at least getting the coffin out of the Earl’s Mansion should be feasible.

But Zheng Fan didn’t do it.

Leaving it be is also highly irresponsible, yet Zheng Fan hesitated, his heart softened.

Putting aside everything else,

Old Sha was the first person since Zheng Fan awoke in this world who unconditionally was good to him.

Before dying, he gave him a push, providing his opportunity to earn his first fortune;

even in death, transformed into a zombie, he saved him more than once.

Thinking of it from their perspective,

when their true enemy arrives and you hastily transfer them, isn’t it merely avoiding getting implicated should something happen with the Princess?

Ultimately, it’s still about oneself, at the expense of Shatuo Queshi.

Transferring the Princess to the residence in the south was already Lord Zheng’s bottom line; the Princess didn’t want it, stubbornly moved in, that’s fate.

It’s fate!

Clearly, Siniang also understood her lord’s thoughts, knowing that compared to ties with Mo Wans, he viewed his relationship with Shatuo Queshi as the purest, and that was indeed true.

Every so often, the lord would bring drinks and snacks to the coffin, talking and chatting, a trust that persisted even beyond life and death.

However, if Shatuo Queshi truly erupts, and if the Princess’s Seventh Uncle and their guards fail to protect adequately, what should the Earl’s Mansion do, intervene or not?

A tangled mess.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Zheng Fan removed his hand from the black cat and touched his chest.

Mo Wan,

was gone!

Ordinarily, even when he was within Snow Sea Pass, Mo Wan could take a break and bring the children;

but today clearly was no "clear and sunny day."

"Where has Mo Wan gone?" Zheng Fan looked at the blind man sitting diagonally across, always sipping tea.

The blind man sat there, eyes closed,

The Princess was very cautious on her side, searching for hidden rooms and secret chambers after moving into the West House, unaware that the Earl’s Mansion had a "radar."