"Is the Commandery Princess suspecting Master Ling Yi?" Not many knew of the Fourth Prince’s whereabouts, yet for Master Ling Yi, discovering these would not have been difficult. Moreover, when they had found out, only Master Ling Yi and the disciples of Qiandao Temple were at the scene.
Speaking of saving soone, this raised many considerations. If it was just about the Fourth Prince, then why couldn’t they save him anywhere else? Why did they need to snatch him away?
And that sort of peculiar technique could only belong to the people from Qiandao Temple.
Yan Cheng had been with the Second Prince and had naturally seen so of Master Yin He’s capabilities, which were indeed peculiar.
However, his people had already checked on the Fourth Prince and found him to be unhard. This ant that it was possible they had truly saved him, or it could be that they simply hadn’t had the chance to act yet.
"It’s not a matter of suspicion; guessing is pointless when it cos to those we do not trust," said Zheng Nianru, glancing at the sleeping Zheng Haoyuan on the bed.
Zheng Nianru stood up. She had been out for quite a while and should have returned by now.
Furthermore, she had left in a hurry today, and Qishun Building was unprepared. Zheng Congyuan had not been busy lately. So it was possible he would co over at any ti. She might be able to deceive him once or twice, but if it beca frequent, he would sooner or later notice.
Initially, Zheng Nianru felt she had oversimplified things, thinking the past life’s entanglent was just hers with Zheng Congyuan, and that letting go would resolve everything.
However, Zheng Nianru no longer thought this way. Perhaps even Zheng Congyuan himself was not aware of his feelings towards her, constantly gambling between worldliness and duty, between personal desires and restraint. He hadn’t realized yet that these two things were like fish and bear’s paws, impossible to have both at the sa ti.
Zheng Nianru even began to understand Zheng Congyuan’s dilemma slowly. This tornt was no less than the crazed obsession she had in her past life. Torn between wanton indulgence and persistent self-control, it was a tug-of-war. If she retreated, he would advance; and if she advanced, he too would withdraw. Despite yearning for sothing, he could not possess it.
Hence, Zheng Nianru gradually realized sothing: things could never be resolved simply by cutting them off; they needed to let each other go.
She gave him space, slowly allowing him to see other won, slowly starting to realize that what happened between them should have never begun.
Nann Yu had already prepared the carriage. From the guesthouse entrance to the side gate of the Crown Prince’s Mansion, he had intended not to follow, just like the last two tis.
However, his ti in Nanzheng State was limited, and soon, there would be more matters to attend to. He was well aware of the dangers awaiting him upon his return, and the many uncertainties. Still, he believed he would settle all affairs swiftly and co back...
"There’s no need to see off; go back first," Zheng Nianru got off the carriage and turned around, leaving Nanzheng State. Nann State might be a good choice—this way Nanzheng State would not perish, she wouldn’t bear the stigma of its downfall, and her father would not be pointed at by predecessors and live unable to raise his head.
"Nian Ru, I’ll leave two n for you. I can’t take everyone from San He, so could they stay at Qishun Building?"
Zheng Nianru took a glimpse at the youth, now accustod to his sudden growth spurt. The future Nann Yu would be even taller than now.
"There’s no need to leave anyone for ; I won’t need them. You need your n more," Zheng Nianru flatly refused. Until she and Zheng Congyuan had both released each other, she didn’t want to start any trouble that might provoke him.
Nann Yu nodded, then decided to leave two n for her in secret, without her knowledge.
"Prince, our Prince had been searching for a long ti. As soon as this object arrived at the mansion, he sent to fetch you," said Qi Yu, driving the carriage at high speed, afraid of missing out again. He had waited a long ti for this opportunity; he couldn’t let the boy slip away. It would be best if the Prince could see him personally.
"It is Fu Xun who is thoughtful," Prince Duan wished the carriage could fly, his interests were few; apart from Nian Ru, only a few inkstones caught his eye.
"Prince, don’t worry, that thing won’t run away," said Qi Jin with a smile, giving Qi Yu a glance.
The two exchanged a look. Was the person still there?
If they couldn’t nab the boy this ti, they might as well quit being n.
Qi Yu’s whip cracked through the air once more; Prince Duan didn’t mind, wishing the carriage could grow wings.
"Qi Jin, what do you know about this inkstone..." Prince Duan began, when suddenly his brows furrowed. Only a sliver of the gate to the Crown Prince’s Mansion had been revealed, and abruptly, Prince Duan closed his mouth, staring intently at the carriage right in front of him.
"Your Highness, about this inkstone..." The carriage jolted, and Qi Jin hurriedly steadied Prince Duan. Damn it, rush as they might, they finally caught up. Qi Jin quickly stabilized Prince Duan, his silhouette faintly blocking so of the sightlines, making the scene that just occurred even more blurred and ambiguous.
"Move away—" Prince Duan shook off Qi Jin forcefully.
"Stop the carriage, stop the carriage—"
"Your Highness—" Qi Jin quickly, yet carefully, helped Prince Duan alight from the carriage, "The carriage hasn’t fully stopped, and we haven’t arrived yet. You are too anxious..."
"Move away—" Prince Duan wasn’t concerned about the inkstone matter anymore. Who was that?
"Commandery Princess, what brings you here too?" Qi Yu imdiately spoke up in a "surprised" tone, loud enough that it was impossible not to hear, and Prince Duan shot a fierce glance at the brainless Qi Yu before promptly stepping forward, prompting Qi Yu to smartly shut his mouth.
"Nian Ru—"
Zheng Nianru turned her head and, upon seeing Prince Duan, smiled faintly.
Prince Duan had no ti to notice her smile; in the turn of his head, he had already scrutinized Nann Yu from head to toe several tis, his suspicion growing alongside his vigilance.
Who is this? Why is he here? How does he know Nian Ru? What’s his ulterior motive?
Nann Yu was startled by Prince Duan’s sudden appearance, but having ntally rehearsed this encounter countless tis, he regained his composure quickly. Just as he was about to step back, Zheng Nianru had already been pulled behind Prince Duan by the arm.
"Prince Duan." Nann Yu struggled to control his nervousness, realizing this eting had co much sooner than anticipated. He still wasn’t confident enough to stand before Prince Duan and have him trustingly hand Nian Ru over to him.
He had even surreptitiously followed Prince Duan for a while, his concern for his only child, Nian Ru, indeed exceeding Nann Yu’s expectations.
Prince Duan looked coldly at Nann Yu, who didn’t resemble the scion of an aristocratic family and certainly wasn’t soone he knew. How does Nian Ru know him?
Imdiately, Prince Duan’s gaze turned to Qi Yu and Qi Jin. Who is this person?
Qi Yu and Qi Jin imdiately put on an act of being "completely innocent"; they didn’t have a clue.
"Father, this is the Princely Heir of Nann State," Zheng Nianru said calmly.
Nann Yu imdiately stood up straight.
"Junior pays his respects to Prince Duan—" Nann Yu bowed even more respectfully.
"So, it’s the Princely Heir," Prince Duan spoke up. Which Princely Heir? The Princely Heir of Nann State? That hostage in Nanzheng State?
Prince Duan held onto Zheng Nianru with caution.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, I have so urgent matters and must take my leave first," Prince Duan said, and without further ado, took Zheng Nianru and left.
What kind of Princely Heir, shouldn’t he be confined within the Imperial Palace? How is he outside?
What are those palace guards doing? How could they let him out?
A hostage, what good can he be, and he dares to wander around.
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