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Chapter 489: 472 Jin JingChapter 489: Chapter 472 Jin Jing

Mu Ying was burning with curiosity.

Now it seemed that it was the King, not the Queen, who wanted Shirley dead.

The Queen had even saved Shirley’s life.

That golden mirror was the key; to understand what exactly had happened, she needed to see that golden mirror for herself.

After some thought, she decided to find someone who had access to the Collection Room and use a Disguise Potion to take on their appearance and investigate the room.

However, to avoid any slipups, she needed to choose her target carefully and observe their appearance and behavior closely before drinking the potion, otherwise, the disguise may not be convincing.

And the target must be chosen with care.

During the days Mu Ying prepared to infiltrate the Collection Room, the Queen would visit it every day to ask the golden mirror, “Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?”

The answer she got each time was, “It is you, my Highness.”

Mu Ying felt that the Queen wasn’t as much inquiring about her own beauty as she was confirming Shirley’s state.

According to the storyline of “Princess Shirley,” the next step was for the Prince to awaken Shirley with a kiss.

By that time, Mu Ying had already chosen her disguise target and observed them quite thoroughly.

One evening, after the King had fallen deeply asleep in his own chamber, Mu Ying jumped through the window into the room.

Indeed, her chosen disguise was the King himself.

Considering the sounds of people around every time the King and Queen entered the Collection Room, it was always guarded; whoever she disguised herself as, she would be noticed entering the room.

So her infiltration this time was bound to be exposed afterward.

Disguising herself as anyone other than the King, Mu Ying would feel guilty if anything went wrong.

Choosing a Maid or a guard, if their involvement was uncovered later, even if it was known that someone was impersonating them, they probably wouldn’t fare well.

The same went for impersonating the Queen.

In this Royal Palace, only the King had absolute authority, and no one dared to reprimand him; thus, impersonating him was the safest, and no matter what Mu Ying did, even if it was stealing the golden mirror, it would not implicate anyone else.

Most importantly, impersonating the King, even if some behaviors occasionally went unnoticed or were a bit excessive, no one would dare to question her identity.

Especially given the King of Rose Kingdom’s deep-seated reputation as a smiling tiger.

As soon as she entered the King’s bedroom, Mu Ying cast a Deep Sleep Magic spell on him, then moved him from the bed and hid him underneath it.

Afterward, she drank the Disguise Potion, transforming into the King’s likeness, and changed her clothes into the same as the sleeping attire on the King’s body, then arranged the bed covers to look as if they had just been thrown back, and sat on the side of the bed.

Then she called out loudly, “Cummings!”

Cummings was the King’s personal manservant.

Cummings quickly entered carrying a candlestick, “Your Majesty!”

As Mu Ying stood up, she said, “Fetch me a cloak; I need to visit the storage room.”

“Yes!” Cummings bowed.

Cummings helped her put on the cloak, then carried the candlestick as he followed her out of the bedroom.

Since he was providing her with light, Cummings stepped slightly ahead of her by half a body, effectively leading the way for her.

And just like that, she made her way securely to the Collection Room.

The guard watching the Collection Room, seeing him come, immediately stepped aside and opened the door for him.

“Wait here for me,” Mu Ying told Cummings.

She then carried the candlestick and entered the room herself, and the guards even considerately closed the door for her.

No one noticed anything out of the ordinary, for the King sometimes would visit the Collection Room unexpectedly at night, and when entering the Collection Room, he rarely required anyone to accompany him.

Once inside the Collection Room, Mu Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and started looking for the legendary Jin Jing.

But this Collection Room was somewhat eerie, with large and small wooden countertops on which all sorts of mirrors were displayed—in square, round, and various other shapes—making Mu Ying’s eyes dazzle.

Mu Ying could only examine them one by one, looking for ones with traces of magic, the mirrors that were Magic Items.

It was a good thing she was disguised as the King; otherwise, she would have surely been exposed. Just inspecting these mirrors would take a substantial amount of time, and no one would stay here so long in one visit.

Such a search greatly narrowed the field.

In the end, she found five identical mirrors, all oval-shaped makeup mirrors the size of two palms.

When she called out to Jin Jing, not a single mirror responded to her.

“...”

She never expected to come upon such a Waterloo—she couldn’t find the real Jin Jing.

Mu Ying sighed and was at a loss.

What to do now? Take all five mirrors with her?

What if the real Jin Jing wasn’t among these five? What if she had overlooked something?

After all, she barely understood alchemy; it was no surprise she couldn’t identify Magic Items.

If she took the wrong one, using the same method to get in again wouldn’t be so easy, and by then, the King would surely be more cautious.

Forget it, better to be safe than sorry.

Mu Ying decided to take all the mirrors in the Collection Room with her and then pay a seasoned witch proficient in alchemy to help her find Jin Jing and unravel the secrets.

Her Space Ring had more than enough room to store these mirrors.

After collecting all the mirrors, she carefully checked the rest of the Collection Room to ensure there were no hidden compartments or secret rooms.

When the King and Queen had previously come to ask Jin Jing for advice, they had gone straight to it with no other noises, suggesting that Jin Jing was placed out in the open.

After leaving the Collection Room and returning to the King’s bedroom, she took off her cloak, lay on the bed, and only after Cummings left did Mu Ying suddenly sit up and escape through the window.

That very night, she placed a high-reward task on the Witch Association’s item list, explained the matter about Jin Jing, and sought someone to help her with it as soon as possible.

Money is incredibly useful; by the next morning, the task had been accepted.

Two days later, the person she paid for arrived—a witch with glasses, messy hair, and the air of a research maniac.

The witch immediately asked, “Is the Jin Jing you’re looking for the one belonging to the former queen of the Rose Kingdom?”

Mu Ying nodded, “Yes, do you know about this mirror?”

“I made that Jin Jing,” the witch admitted somewhat sheepishly, “but it doesn’t have the ability to prophesy, only a weak Truth function. It speaks flattering words, something I made to sell to human nobles for money.”

Mu Ying hadn’t expected to have summoned the maker of Jin Jing herself.

However, the Jin Jing she mentioned seemed more like a toy. Humans couldn’t be that foolish to treat it as a national treasure, could they?

Mu Ying showed her the mirrors she had stolen one by one.

From those, she picked out five, “These five are Jin Jing I made.”

Mu Ying looked, and these were precisely the five mirrors she had identified that vibrated with magic.

“To use it, just caress the gemstone on the handle, and you can ask it questions, like this,” the witch demonstrated, then suddenly frowned, “Wait, something seems off about this Jin Jing!”