Is Lin Ying'er's life a bit too leisurely? Since she wants to cause trouble, I'll play along. It's the perfect time to help prune some branches for that person in the palace; they've grown too thick and are starting to affect me.
"You three, come here."
Gu Qingli gestured for the trio to approach, then whispered something into their ears.
Their eyes gleamed with mischief after hearing her words.
"Miss, we'll get on it straight away! That shameless woman will never expect us to counterattack this fast!" Wuyou exclaimed, so excited she licked her lips. She whistled at Yun No. 20, who had just returned from outside, then marched out with Wuqing and Wushuang. They flew to the rooftop and vanished into the night like phantoms.
「Elsewhere」
Lin Ying'er was nonchalantly enjoying her late-night snack, a cruel smirk playing on her lips now and then.
Ping'er, her personal maid who was close at hand, frowned. Her lady's laugh is particularly unsettling this evening, she thought.
