"Prepare these items, and you needn’t concern yourself with anything else," she said.
After speaking, she also glanced at those who did not belong to the National Teacher’s Mansion before turning to return to Ya Molian’s side.
"Housekeeper, why didn’t you just speak directly to her? Her following Prince Mo around will make it very difficult to explain to the National Teacher once we’re back," an attendant said as Lin Caisang walked away, approaching Housekeeper Xin and speaking by his side.
Housekeeper Xin gave him a glance and spat out the word forcefully.
They still had not fully grasped Lin Caisang’s previous words. There was absolutely no need for her to worry about the National Teacher. She knew well that the Emperor’s spies were around her, and the fact that she was still so intimate with Prince Mo was to demonstrate to others that she feared nothing!
"This female physician, it seems she prefers to stand with Prince Mo," those sent by the Emperor murmured, watching Lin Caisang’s attitude with displeasure on their faces.
After all, she came from the National Teacher’s Mansion. Even if they were following the Emperor’s decree and wanted to intervene, they couldn’t do so openly in dictating whom Lin Caisang chose to travel with.
But seeing Lin Caisang sharing meals and travels with people from Prince Mo’s Mansion, it really infuriated them beyond measure.
Prince Mo’s Mansion! Sui Zimo!
What’s so great about this man, a prince who will never become a ruler, a person destined to be trampled underfoot? Why would Lin Caisang choose to associate herself with Prince Mo?
On their side, they were the ones sent by the Emperor, which represented the Emperor himself. Was Lin Caisang blind? Ignoring their party to curry favor, she insisted on following Prince Mo’s people.
What’s the use in currying favor with Prince Mo?
"Leader, should we take care of her..." eliminate her?
An attendant asked with a sinister gaze following Lin Caisang’s departure, speaking to the leader beside him.
The leader’s fierce gaze swept over him.
"Prince Lin is still on White Blind Mountain!"
He, too, wanted to eliminate Lin Caisang, a potential problem, lest she become a sharp arrow in Prince Mo’s hands, harmful to the Emperor, the Empress, and Prince Lin, but now was not the time.
"Her life is spared for now. Once we rescue Prince Lin, she will not be allowed to return alive to Shaohua City," he said.
"Yes, leader, I understand," the attendant nodded.
"It seems that the journey won’t be so peaceful after all," Ya Molian commented casually as Lin Caisang brought out a jar of honey, placing it aside for Zhen Wu to brush it onto the barbecue meat, and then she continued speaking to Ya Molian.
Feeling the scorching gazes on her back, as if wanting to pierce hundreds of holes through her, she found it almost humorous. Since when did she have to consider others’ feelings about whom she chose to sit with?
"The tumultuous part is the journey back," Ya Molian stated.
"Haha," Lin Caisang laughed, finding that he indeed spoke a great truth.
Yes, they had not yet entered White Blind Mountain. Many things depended on her, and those people, even if they wanted to take advantage of her situation, dared not do so.
But if they really managed to rescue Prince Lin, those people would have no reservations, and would certainly become desperate in their attempts to harm her. After all, who could blame them when she and her Brother Molian were indeed too close for comfort?
"Master, my lady, the meat is ready, please eat," Jiang Li said as he put all the skewers he had in his hands onto a plate and presented it to the two of them.