Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 2547: Chapter 2548: Futile Efforts

Yaxi and Miaoluo readily agreed, causing Bai Ruozhu to breathe a sigh of relief, hoping to gather news about Diao Bin, but if she wasn’t in the capital, there wasn’t much they could do.

As for the mystery surrounding Miaoluo, Bai Ruozhu couldn’t unravel it. Her intuition told her that Miaoluo was the coroner that day, but she didn’t sense any malice from Miaoluo. Yet, where did Miaoluo get that medicine liquid?

That medicine is related to the ”Poison Classic.” Just who is this Miaoluo?

She is the Crown Prince’s fiancée; could it be related to the poisoning of the Second Prince?

Bai Ruozhu returned to the posthouse and recounted her lack of findings to Jiang Yichun, who suddenly reached out with both hands and started kneading her face, as though kneading dough.

”Look, your face is all scrunched up; let me smooth it out for you.”

The man wore a mischievous grin and didn’t hold back. He truly treated her face like dough.

Bai Ruozhu yelped twice in pain and kicked out, shouting, ”Are you looking to die!”

”Alright, now you’re behaving normally. If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it. We’ll take things as they come, and if anyone dares to provoke us, we’ll retaliate fiercely.” His gaze contained a cold light, his demeanor domineering.

Then he gently rubbed her head again, saying, ”Don’t worry, I’m here.”

Bai Ruozhu felt comforted, leaning her head on his shoulder and saying, ”Alright, I’ll listen to you. If we can’t avoid it, we’ll fight back.”

Only two days passed before Miaoluo brought good news.

Because Miaoluo came in person, Bai Ruozhu felt a bit worried, afraid that Miaoluo had really found Diao Bin but might take her hostage since she was associated with the Crown Prince.

”Sister Ruozhu, everything here is so interesting.” Miaoluo looked around the yard at things not found in Fusang, her face full of wonder.

Xiaohei, who had been left at the posthouse by Bai Ruozhu to guard it, especially to protect Yan Zhi recuperating in a corner of the yard, suddenly walked over.

Bai Ruozhu initially worried it might scare Miaoluo, but Miaoluo looked curious. ”Is this a leopard you raised? It’s even wearing armor. Some aristocrats in Fusang also like to raise tigers and leopards, but I’ve never seen such exquisite armor.”

”Yes, it’s to provide him some protection,” Bai Ruozhu answered with a smile.

Xiaohei suddenly growled softly at Bai Ruozhu and then began communicating with her.

”Master, her scent is somewhat familiar,” Xiaohei said.

Bai Ruozhu was taken aback, ”Do you have an impression?”

She sniffed, noting that Miaoluo wore incense. Xiaohei certainly wasn’t referring to the scent of incense but rather the natural scent of the person’s body.

The scent of flesh and blood, for instance. While Xiaohei didn’t eat humans, it could still detect the most essential human scent.

”The other scents are too strong; I’m not sure,” Xiaohei indicated.

”Take your time to smell it but don’t raise her suspicions.”

Thus, Bai Ruozhu and Miaoluo chatted over tea in the yard, while Xiaohei stayed beside them.

”I’ve heard about a young miss living in the capital’s civilian area, renting a room by herself. No one knows if she’s ill or because of the language barrier, but she rarely speaks to anyone. People have seen her hat blown off by the wind, revealing her white hair,” Miaoluo said.

Hearing this, Bai Ruozhu became excited, ”Where is she?”

Miaoluo handed a note to Bai Ruozhu, ”This is her address. I’ve been out for half the day and should head home, so I won’t accompany you.”

”Alright, thank you for this.” Bai Ruozhu saw her off to the posthouse door.

Once Bai Ruozhu returned, Jiang Yichun approached and said, ”I’m not sure if there’s a trap involved. I’ll send someone to check it out; you shouldn’t go just yet.”

”Find a guard who has seen Princess Diao Bin, have him disguise as an ordinary Fusang commoner, and go check it out. It won’t easily draw the attention of She Zongyi and his men,” Bai Ruozhu suggested after some thought.

”Alright, I’ll make the arrangements.” Jiang Yichun quickly left after speaking.

Bai Ruozhu crouched down to pet Xiaohei’s head, softly asking, ”Have you found anything?”

Xiaohei shook its head in a manner of seeking praise, causing Bai Ruozhu’s expression to change several times, skeptical of Xiaohei’s words.

But Xiaohei was a beast pet, a special one of the Barbarian Clan. It couldn’t have sniffed wrong.

She took a few steps toward the hall, intending to share her discovery with everyone, but then stopped.

Xiaohei suggested she pretend not to know. If she told everyone, someone might slip up and let Miaoluo see through them. Perhaps it was best to keep it to herself for now.

With that in mind, she returned to her room, feeling somewhat gloomy.

”Why does it have to be her?” she murmured to herself and sighed sadly.

It’s truly a case of knowing a person but not their heart. All her kindness had been wasted on her.

Before long, the guards sent out returned, reporting that they found no danger, but the young miss wasn’t Princess Diao Bin.

”What sort of person is she? Entirely white-haired?” Bai Ruozhu asked.

”Not completely white; it has a pale yellowish tint. Her eyebrows are also white, and her skin is alarmingly pale,” the guard replied.

Bai Ruozhu realized this was albinism, which made one highly sensitive to light, explaining why the woman rarely went out and wore a hat even when she did.

This was a genetic disorder, very difficult to treat.

However, Princess Diao Bin didn’t have albinism; her hair turned white due to a curse, acquired later in life.

This unexpectedly false lead left everyone disappointed, reminiscent of their previous trip to Gangshan, which only led to a counterfeit, now feeling all recent efforts were futile.

Latterly in the afternoon, Jiang Yichun returned with Song Yi and told Bai Ruozhu, ”Song Daren introduced me to some business, which I find quite intriguing. I invited him over to try our Zhongyuan cuisine.”

Song Yi was Wu Yunfeng’s younger brother. Jiang Yichun had been trying to connect with him and, after several attempts, he seemed less wary, even intentionally growing closer to Jiang Yichun.

”Song Daren is most welcome; we’ll prepare extra dishes for dinner,” Bai Ruozhu replied warmly.

Bai Ruozhu then headed to the kitchen, and Song Yi said, somewhat embarrassed, ”How could we trouble Bai Daren to cook personally?”

Jiang Yichun chuckled, ”She’s our best cook; everyone eats an extra bowl when she cooks. Besides, she has help and won’t tire herself out.”

Song Yi burst into laughter, ”I didn’t know Bai Daren possessed such culinary skills; truly a virtuous wife and loving mother.”

Jiang Yichun’s expression slightly darkened, pondering how Song Yi could know Bai Ruozhu was a ”loving mother,” as he had never mentioned they had children.

”You probably have children, right? I heard people in Zhongyuan marry early. How many children do you have?” Song Yi asked, still cheerfully.

Whether inadvertently revealing too much or trying to amend himself, it was hard to tell.

”Three rascals, the last two are twins, though my wife always wanted a daughter,” Jiang Yichun replied.