Heir Xie stopped and did not respond, as if he couldn’t see Cui Yun, his gaze falling upon the proud girl nearby.
The girl, with one hand on Cui Rong’s shoulder, lifted her chin, glaring at the speechless Nan Tai Madam across from her.
A golden hairpin adorned her hair, along with a step shake that jingled pleasantly with the breeze. Her lips were red and teeth white, showing no signs of illness.
She seed... no different from an ordinary person.
Eagerly, Heir Xie was prepared to take Shen Hua away to a safer place away from Cui Yun as soon as she recovered.
"Since the incense was problematic, it also provided a cause of illness, what did Doctor Ni say?"
"I’ve observed her these past few days; she has recovered extrely well. Won’t it be long before she is fully healed?"
Sothing flashed in Cui Yun’s eyes.
Ever since learning of Heir Xie’s identity from Shen Hua, Cui Yun had never doubted its truth.
There are countless oddities in the world; he had accepted even the peculiar case of Xue Tuan, not to ntion Heir Xie’s.
But if that was the case, the previous speculations must be overturned.
Is it true that Heir Xie entrusted Shen Hua to him because of Ni Kang’s presence in Cui Mansion?
It’s hardly possible.
Clearly, Heir Xie, after subduing bandits and staying in Shengjing for so long, could have taken Shen Hua to Duke Mansion, and Cui Yun wouldn’t have stopped Ni Kang from coming to check her pulse.
He didn’t, not even a ntion.
A speculation flashed through his mind.
Since when did Shen Zhi beco Heir Xie’s?
Cui Yun couldn’t help but recall, years ago at the pear garden while recuperating, the aningful look the Sanqing Daoist gave when he saw his wrist bracelet.
He said not to take it off.
He also said, this bracelet holds significant aning.
Afterward, the Sanqing Daoist went on a pilgrimage, yet he went to the frontier and t Heir Xie.
That explained everything.
This was also the reason why during that ti at the tavern, when he let Heir Xie seek the Sanqing Daoist and the latter agreed, yet didn’t deploy any troops—the real reason behind it.
It was likely all orchestrated by the Sanqing Daoist.
Thinking over and over, the answer surfaced.
Probably, Shen Hua... only shows improvent when by his side, or perhaps when wearing his bracelet.
Cui Yun hid his emotions, but then said, "The incense Miss Shen has used for many years is a severe issue. Even if Ni Kang knows a redy, he has to consider her weak condition from childhood. The dicine shouldn’t be too strong to avoid harming her body; it always needs to be gradual and carefully planned."
This statent, Heir Xie did not doubt.
Cui Yun, uncharacteristically considerate, added: "Once we return to Shengjing, I’ll arrange for the Princely Heir to et Ni Kang, so he can personally inquire about Miss Shen’s condition."
In the past, Heir Xie would have appreciated it.
Now, not at all.
Leaving Shen Hua with Cui Yun is the biggest hidden danger.
Heir Xie looked at Cui Yun with disdain.
Actually...
With a girl as conspicuous as Yangyang, it’s no wonder Cui Yun was moved. If one must explain, the two might have predestined karma from past lives. Looking around Shengjing, Cui Yun truly is the best candidate for a son-in-law.
He keeps himself pure and never steps into brothels. His character is upright...
He has more rits than the previous blind He Chu.
Heir Xie was just exasperated.
That Shen Hua could trust Cui Yun so deeply, to the extent of confiding the siblings’ secret...
Clearly, they had only known each other for a few months!
What virtues and abilities does Cui Yun have!
"How dare I share a carriage with Marquis Cui."
Heir Xie looked at him and sarcastically spat out two words: "Cheek hurts."
Cui Yun’s expression was unchanged, his stance like bamboo, noble and cold, as if Heir Xie’s swollen face wasn’t due to his doing.
Standing together in Shengjing, neither paled in comparison to the other. Inevitably causing many nearby girls to discreetly cover half their faces with fans, their eyes soft with affection.
Having handled Nan Tai Madam, Shen Hua, pulling Cui Rong, walked over.
The girl, sharp-eyed, suddenly halted in her steps.
Couldn’t resist causing a stir.
"Hey, the one in the yellow clothes."
Yellow-clothed Wei Zhuzhu: ...
Wei Zhuzhu: "What... what is it?"
Shen Hua: "Next ti don’t wear yellow. Not only does it make you look dark, but I also dislike it."
"I’m not dressing for you!"
Wei Zhuzhu was truly impressed!
Shen Hua innocently looked at her: "But when I see it, I feel unhappy and want to scold you."
Wei Zhuzhu angrily turned around and left.
Cui Rong pondered, then suddenly raised her head, "Sister Shen, if I rember correctly, you were wearing a yellow skirt just a few days ago."
"Am I the sa as her?"
Shen Hua confidently: "I look better than her."
Cui Rong felt that made sense.
"Miss Shen."
Xie Xun approached.
He said gently, "Co with onto the carriage."
Is this openly abducting soone?
Cui Rong blocked Shen Hua, highly alert: "No way! You can’t go on Xie Mansion’s carriage!"
Shen Hua: "Who are you to manage ?"
Shen Hua glanced over, clasped her hands together, her eyes curving into a smile, "The carriage from Duke Fu’s Mansion really is majestic. No other carriage can compare!"
Cui Rong: "Are you blind? Cui Mansion’s carriage is clearly the best! Look more closely!"
Shen Hua stepped lightly, climbing the stepping stool, and lifted the carriage curtain, unhesitatingly crawling inside.
Cui Rong: ???
She went to see Cui Yun.
Uncle Zhou expressionlessly watched Xie Mansion’s carriage, making no movents; Sister Shen was abducted, yet he was indifferent and didn’t confront Xie Xun!
In contrast, Xie Xun had a strong presence, smiling as he looked towards Cui Yun, "Surely Marquis Cui wouldn’t object, right?"
Cui Yun blandly: "Heir Xie as you please."
Xie Xun crouched slightly, lifting his hand to adjust a tuft on Cui Rong’s head, his expression softening as if reminded of sothing.
"Xie Mansion’s carriage has plenty of food stocked, why doesn’t the little princess join us?"
"Ha! Do I look like a little girl that can easily be deceived? Don’t I have my own carriage? I won’t be tricked by you!"
Dealing with her was simply effortless for Xie Xun.
"Co with , no need to do howork. I won’t make you practice calligraphy either."
Cui Rong halted, anxiously rubbing her cheeks. Tentatively asking, "Are... are there really such good deals?"
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Outside, it had unknowingly started to rain. The mountain road beca muddy, and a carriage at the very end rolled its wheels slower and slower.
Soon, it widened the distance from the front. Leaving the troop, it suddenly shot off in another direction
"Master, after eting Marquis Cui yesterday, did you consider bringing him into our camp?"
"The truth buried in Shan City, if nothing goes wrong, he already knows it through Prince Gong. He can only hate the dog Emperor."
Ji Teng placed his hand over his lips, signaling silence. He then slightly raised his eyes.
"Uncle Zhou, how many years have you been with ?"
"I rember clearly, it was my second year as a hostage. General Cui secretly visited my utterly despairing self, bringing along two golden locks forged by uncle but not yet gifted, and he also brought you. You were uncle’s most capable man, helping grow my influence, connecting old parts left by uncle. You have been with for full eight years now."
Uncle Zhou nodded.
"Yes, General Cui does have an old connection with our Prince."
Ji Teng emotionlessly: "Old connection? It was also him, ordered to carry out execution at Prince Huai’an Mansion. Imperial Decree can’t be violated, a sword hanging over his head, he also knelt at the imperial study’s door repeatedly defending uncle, got injured all over his body, in the end still wasn’t it just a noble hand raised, scre...
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