Zhang Cheng then said, "The Young Madam was pursued on the street by two guards at Lian Rong’s side, almost falling into their trap. At the very last mont, soone rescued her!"
"She was being chased?" Pei Zhan’s heart, which had just settled down, was raised again. "Was she injured? Why weren’t you watching over her?"
"General, don’t worry. The Young Madam was not injured. She sent to deliver a ssage to the General; there is sothing urgent and important to tell! The Young Madam said—the Eldest Prince has returned!"
The last few words were spoken softly and slowly by Zhang Cheng. Pei Zhan looked at him, taking a while before responding, "What did you say?"
Zhang Cheng repeated, "The Young Madam asked to tell you, His Highness the Eldest Prince has returned! The person who saved the Young Madam earlier was the Eldest Prince himself!"
Even though Pei Zhan was accustod to storms, hearing this left his mind in chaos!
"Is it true? You say the person who saved her is the Eldest Prince who disappeared over twenty years ago?"
"Indeed, it is him!" Zhang Cheng was both excited and trying to contain his voice. "I didn’t know his identity either. It was the Young Madam who just said it herself!
"He ordered to report to the General as quickly as possible!
"Also, the hunter from the village at the foot of the mountain that the General visited last night is by the Eldest Prince’s side! Originally, he was one of the two guards taken by the Eldest Prince back then!"
Pei Zhan felt another blow to his heart. When he saw that hunter last night, he found sothing unusual about him. If he were rely a hunter, he would have no reason to remain indifferent when faced with such a formation of court generals. If he belonged to the Eldest Prince, it would be understandable!
He imdiately asked, "Where are they now?"
"As soon as the Eldest Prince showed up, he had the Young Madam take him to the Ning Mansion to see Mrs. Ning, and it seems they spoke of so very important matters. Currently, they are at the Ning Mansion!"
Pei Zhan dared not delay any longer. He hurriedly summoned several generals under his command, handed over his affairs to them, and then picked up his whip and left!
The appearance of Lian Rong and the others was indeed significant, but at this critical mont, Yang Yi’s appearance was undoubtedly more crucial!
"Besides the Young Madam and them, does anyone else know about this matter?"
He asked after mounting his horse.
Zhang Cheng mounted his horse as well: "No one else. Before leaving, the Young Madam repeatedly instructed not to publicize this matter for the ti being. She also instructed that when the General arrives at the Ning Mansion, you should see her first before having an audience!"
Hearing this, Pei Zhan had a plan in mind, and without saying more, he proceeded on the road back to the city.
Over at the Ning Mansion, Mrs. Ning dared not make decisions on her own to invite outsiders as company. She and Fu Zhen, being won, were not at liberty to accompany him alone at the table, so she had soone arrange for Manager Su and Manager Feng, who was currently staying at Wanbin Building, to co over together.
At the table, Yang Yi was addressed as Mr. Yang, a long-ti acquaintance of Mr. Ning.
Although Yang Yi’s deanor was severe, his conversation was proper, lacking the arrogance of imperial lineage, and he had none of the rough habits picked up from wandering the Jianghu.
When he sat silently, he faintly exuded the majestic aura of the emperor in his heyday, while his calm voice in conversation inevitably reminded people of the Empress’s regal grace.
Upon hearing that Manager Feng was a true friend who had diligently supported Mr. Ning during his illness, he made a special toast of two cups to Manager Feng.
All present were individuals of rich experience. Throughout the al, not only was there no awkward silence, but instead, the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.
Fu Zhen, having accompanied through one round, calculated that Pei Zhan should be back by now, so she made an excuse to leave the table and went outside.
Pacing and reflecting in the front courtyard for a mont, she vaguely heard the sound of hoofbeats from the street. As she strained her ears to listen, the sound beca clearer.
She quickly instructed Yang Tong, "Open the door quickly!"
As soon as the door opened, four or five horses stopped outside, with Pei Zhan in armor alighting from the lead chestnut horse, removing his helt, and heading quickly towards the door.
"Zhan Er!"
Fu Zhen exclaid and went up to et him.
Pei Zhan paused his steps: "Is everything Zhang Cheng said true?"
"It’s true!" Fu Zhen grabbed his wrist: "Co inside quickly and discuss this further!"
The entire group entered, and Yang Tong swiftly bolted the door.
Fu Zhen pulled Pei Zhan to stand under the screen wall: "His Highness the Eldest Prince is in the flower hall. He has urgent news for the palace, yet he is unwilling to enter the palace!"
Pei Zhan was montarily stunned: "What is the reason for this?"
Fu Zhen glanced around, lowered her voice, and said, "Let first tell you the whole story."
Reviews
All reviews (0)