After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

In the North City, Fu Jingheng remained highly alert and cautious after receiving the news. He knew Qing Ning's personality and way of doing things, and knew that she was by no means a simple person.

Holding another piece of news in his hand, it recorded all kinds of speculations about the mysterious man, as well as the news that the emperor's uncle had come here. Fu Jingheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible sneer: "Humph! It seems that they still don't trust me very much, for fear that I will poke a hole in the sky. But it's good, this will give me a better chance to see through their conspiracy."

Thinking of this, Fu Jingheng couldn't help but think of the deadpools in the hands of the emperor's uncle. What secrets are hidden in these deadpools? And is that man really as trustworthy as he seems? If one day, that man knows the truth behind the emperor's uncle, how will he feel? Will he regret his trust in him?

Fu Jingheng was secretly calculating in his heart, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. No matter how rough the road ahead was, he was determined to find out the truth behind the layers of fog. Even if his father wanted to protect them, he couldn't.

While everyone was asleep, he came to the most secluded corner of the North City quietly and silently like a ghost. The place was heavily guarded, with soldiers everywhere, and everyone looked solemn and vigilantly watching everything around them.

He carefully took out the sleeping pills that he had prepared long ago, and then gently sprinkled them on the guards. As the sleeping pills gradually took effect, the guards who were originally energetic began to slowly close their eyes and fell into a sweet dream.

Seeing that the time had come, he crept in. Along the way, he cleverly avoided various traps and mechanisms, and finally arrived at his destination - a huge mine appeared before his eyes.

\"It seems that this is the secret they are trying so hard to protect. If this mine is not handed over to the court, how much gold and silver treasures will they harvest every year! These people are really too greedy.\" He thought to himself.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he looked up at the mine towering into the sky, and a feeling of heroism surged in his heart. However, he also knew the danger of his action. If he was discovered, he would probably die.

After getting everything he wanted to know, Fu Jingheng turned around and left without hesitation, as if he didn't want to stay any longer. His steps were firm and fast, revealing a sense of determination and urgency. At this moment, he had only one goal in mind - to find a way to leave North City.

At the same time, Qing Ning led two beautiful girls to the flower banquet. Their graceful figures and pretty faces attracted the envy of people around them. However, Qing Ning secretly wondered in her heart: What kind of conspiracy is hidden in this flower banquet?

When Qing Ning stepped into the banquet hall, she was keenly aware that this banquet seemed a bit hasty. Although the layout was quite elegant, it was obviously inferior to the grand banquet that was specially held for her. This subtle difference made Qing Ning alert, and she realized that things might not be simple.

Looking around, she found that most of the guests attending the banquet were wives and daughters of officials at all levels in Jiangnan. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, behaved elegantly, smiled and greeted each other, and seemed harmonious on the surface. However, Qing Ning knew that behind this prosperity might be hidden unknown intrigues and power struggles.

Seeing her come in, all the officials, as well as their wives and daughters, bowed to her.

"See His Highness the Second Prince."

"Everyone, please get up. No need to be polite."

Qing Ning walked to the main seat and leaned lazily on the chair, her head slightly raised, eyes half closed, she seemed a little exhausted, but revealed a lazy style. Her hair casually fell on both sides of her shoulders, gently brushing against her fair skin, as if telling of endless tenderness and temptation.

Beside her sat two peerless beauties. One of them was wearing a light blue dress, like a fresh and refined fairy; the other was wearing a red dress, as dazzling as a burning flame. The presence of these two beauties made the whole scene more colorful, and made people envy the good fortune of the Second Prince.

At this moment, Qing Ning gave people a feeling of being dazzled by beauty, as if she had been immersed in this gentle land and could not extricate herself. But in fact, this was exactly the effect she wanted to achieve. She knew that only by letting these officials see that she was indulging in sensual pleasures could they relax their vigilance against her and be more easily deceived by her appearance.

"Okay, don't worry about me, just do what you need to do." Qing Ning's voice was soft and a little tired, but it also had an unquestionable majesty. After hearing this, the officials began to talk, and the scene gradually became lively.