Mo Qingwan and Zhao Guilin came out of the cave to the island, found a small boat, and then left.

Mo Qingwan looked back at the island. It didn't look very big from the outside, but there was so much space underneath.

The two found the islands along the way to Xinxiang, hired a large boat, and headed straight to Qianjing without stopping.

Before entering the city, Mo Qingwan carefully felt the fox's aura. She and the fox were connected, and she could sense it as long as they were close enough.

"The ancestor is really here." Mo Qingwan said in surprise.

"It seems that he did come by himself, so maybe you can sense his location?" Zhao Guilin asked.

Mo Qingwan closed her eyes and felt it carefully. After a long time, she shook her head in disappointment: "The breath is too weak, and I can't feel the direction at all. And I always feel that he must be trapped by someone. In the past, as long as we were in Once in a city, I can feel his direction."

Zhao Guilin frowned and said: "The person who can trap the ancestor for so long must be something special. It is very likely that she is Concubine Rou."

"You mean he is in the palace?" Mo Qingwan asked.

"It is very possible that the ancestor is the leader of the four great spiritual beasts after all, and he is also in charge of the spiritual beasts in the world. Concubine Rou must have tried every means to catch him. Since he is trapped, he must be kept in the palace and cannot be locked up elsewhere. .”

Mo Qingwan suddenly became panicked: "Then what should we do? I heard that she is surrounded by masters. How can we rescue him?"

Zhao Guilin thought for a while: "It would be extremely difficult to save him, but if we can find a way to see him and help him get out of trouble, he will definitely be able to escape on his own."

Mo Qingwan nodded: "You are right, as long as there is a way to see him, I can save him."

"Then let's do it. As for the rest, I'll figure it out. Now you and I need to disguise ourselves and go into the city." Zhao Guilin said.

So the two of them found a post station and dressed up in disguise.

Mo Qingwan directly dressed up as a middle-aged woman.

She glanced at Zhao Guilin and saw that he was also dressed as a middle-aged man, and she felt something was wrong.

"How about you dress up as a scholar? With your elegant demeanor, you really don't look like a farmer."

Zhao Guilin smiled: "Then if I pretend to be a scholar and you pretend like this, what should you say when others ask me?"

"You are the servant of a poor scholar." Mo Qingwan replied.

"Since he is a poor scholar, how come he still has servants?" Zhao Guilin shook his head.

Mo Qingwan thought about it and felt that what he said was reasonable, so she said, "If it doesn't work, just say that I am you...your mother?"

"No..." Zhao Guilin immediately refused.

"That's right. This is inappropriate, but what are we going to say?" Mo Qingwan asked.

"You and I pretended to be a farm couple and went to the city to find work. It has been a few years since I left Qianjing City, but I still have one or two former friends. They are all children of aristocratic families. Although it is not difficult to meet them, it will inevitably cause some trouble. Note, I heard that a good friend from before is now working as an errand in the Ministry of Industry. Although his official position is not big, he has to repair the palace, so he is exposed to a lot of big and small things in the palace. You and I might as well go to his house. With luck, maybe we can get some information and let him find a way to bring us into the palace."

"This method is good, but is this person reliable?" Mo Qingwan asked.

"I think this person should be able to do it. First of all, his official position is very small and no one will notice him. Secondly, his family has been repairing the palace for generations and has never participated in any political affairs or internal fighting in the palace. Furthermore, I have saved him before. At least he won't report us, but just to be on the safe side, I will test it first."

Mo Qingwan nodded: "You are always smart, I will listen to you."

The two of them were dressed in coarse linen clothes and pretended to be very humble. Coupled with the scars on Mo Qingwan's face, the city guards were disgusted when they saw her. They wanted to step forward and kick her, and casually asked her what they were doing.

Then they started to drive people away, so they entered the city smoothly.

However, they did not go directly to the man's house. Instead, they found a noodle stall and ate a bowl of noodles.

Zhao Guilin also told Mo Qingwan to act rudely so that he could pretend to be thorough.

While Mo Qingwan lamented that the original male protagonist in the book was indeed not a simple man, he slurped the noodles and wiped his mouth with his sleeves.

Zhao Guilin was also eating noodles while looking around.

Sure enough, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a city guard hiding at the corner of the street and peeking.

Zhao Guilin frowned slightly and shouted deliberately: "Look at you, you are like a starving ghost reincarnated. Have you never eaten noodles?"

Mo Qingwan nearly choked to death at his sudden words and immediately started coughing.

Zhao Guilin hurriedly patted her on the back, then leaned over and whispered: "There is someone following us across the street."

Mo Qingwan immediately understood what he meant.

Deliberately lowering his voice and crying, he said: "My father, please stop scolding me. I've been traveling for so many days and I haven't even had a full meal. It's hard for me to even eat a bowl of noodles, but you still have to scold me."

Zhao Guilin was stunned when she called him the father of his child. His face turned red and he didn't know how to talk to her for a long time.

Seeing that he was silent at night, Mo Qing said anxiously: "Dad, I haven't eaten enough, and we don't have money to buy another bowl. Why don't you give me your bowl too."

So Zhao Guilin watched in stunned silence as she took her noodle bowl over and started to eat it hungrily.

Zhao Guilin's ears turned red instantly and he quickly drank some water, not daring to look at Mo Qingwan.

But Mo Qingwan kept peeking across the street, and saw that the city guard saw this scene, spat on the ground, then turned and walked away.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Guilin.

However, Zhao Guilin still kept drinking water, his face was red, and even the roots of his ears were red.

Mo Qingwan felt strange and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is your face so red?"

Zhao Guilin almost spit out a mouthful of water and quickly shook his head: "It's okay...it's okay...child...child, he...his mother..."

Mo Qingwan nodded: "As long as it's okay, let's go find work quickly, otherwise we won't know what to eat for the next meal."

After eating the noodles, Zhao Guilin paid the money and then took Mo Qingwan around a few streets. After confirming that no one was following him, he took her to the flower market in the west of the city.

"What are we doing here?" Mo Qingwan asked.

"Buy flowers." Zhao Guilin said.

"What are you buying flowers for?"

Zhao Guilin lowered his voice and said: "We can't come directly to the door because we won't see anyone. However, my friend's mother likes potted plants, especially camellias. However, this good-looking camellia has always been difficult to grow, so we started here.

Get it, pretend to be a gardener, buy a pot of camellia and bring it over, I have a way for them to recruit you and me into the house."
Chapter completed!