HRPM – Chapter 100 Jin Luoluo’s Mysterious Plan (2)

Jin Luoluo shot her a glare. “What nonsense are you thinking? I went there for proper business. You’re the one with a mind full of dirty ideas.”

“Miss, you’re not seriously planning to have the three princes act as models, are you? Did they even agree? I don’t believe it. People of their noble status—how would they ever be willing to do something like that?” Lüya voiced her firm doubts.

She really couldn’t understand what her mistress was thinking—she even dared to scheme about princes. Didn’t she realize that nobles of such imperial lineage would never agree to such a ridiculous request?

“Of course they wouldn’t agree, so I didn’t tell them about it,” Jin Luoluo said calmly. “But you know me—I never give up until I achieve my goal. If the straightforward way doesn’t work, we’ll do it the sneaky way. Don’t worry—at today’s new product launch, the three princes will definitely make their grand appearance on stage right on time. Just remember, when that happens, don’t get so lovestruck that you forget your actual duties.”

Jin Luoluo warned her cautiously. This little maid was Xiao Che’s number one fangirl—she was so obsessed with him that Jin Luoluo worried she might lose her head upon seeing her idol and ruin everything.

“Miss, you mean you’re going to trick them into coming?” Lüya widened her eyes in shock. “Miss, you’re amazing! What method are you going to use to deceive them?”

“Secret. There’s no time to explain now. Anyway, I have a way to make them become my models without even realizing it,” Jin Luoluo said smugly, tossing her head. “By the way, is that hot air balloon I asked you to have made ready yet?”

Given the limited craftsmanship and technology of ancient times, it could only be a crude version made from oilcloth, a large wicker basket, ropes, and a copper basin.

But she didn’t need it to be perfect—so long as it could barely get off the ground, it would do.

It was just a gimmick for the performance. People of this era had never seen a flying device before, so it would definitely amaze them and leave them thrilled.

“I heard the craftsmen finished it according to your instructions. As for whether it can actually rise into the sky, I can’t guarantee that. And whether it might crash down and turn people into meat paste—I definitely can’t guarantee that either. Anyway, Miss, just don’t get on it yourself,” Lüya said.

Lüya really didn’t understand the purpose of that strange so-called hot air balloon, but her mistress always had her own plans—she would just wait and see.

“Good, well done. Whether it crashes or not doesn’t matter—after all, I won’t be the one falling,” Jin Luoluo said, stroking her chin with a cunning smile.