Li Xingyuan was about to deny it when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Jing’s movents out of the corner of his eye, instantly making his heart skip a beat.
He saw that just as the Duke Yan Mansion’s carriage was about to collide with Zhao Jing, Zhao Jing sidestepped and retreated a step.
Before he could steady himself, he suddenly lunged forward and simultaneously reached out to snatch the reins from the coachman’s hands—
Li Xingyuan instinctively moved, but was held back by Su Shunqing: "Look!"
Looking again, Zhao Jing was struck by sothing unknown, causing him to retreat two steps.
Despite this, the Duke Yan Mansion’s carriage was still forced to make an ergency stop, causing cries of alarm from inside.
Zhao Jing clenched his right fist and looked at it before turning his head and shouting, "Who is it!"
From the shadows, a man sauntered out, raising an eyebrow at Zhao Jing: "Prince Consort Zhao, committing violence on the street again?"
Inside the carriage, Tang Xiaobai had just righted herself when she heard this voice and froze.
How could it be him?
Zhao Jing saw this person and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He frowned but then disregarded it and turned his cold gaze to the front of the carriage’s curtain: "Tang Jiaojiao, I already know your secret. It’s best if you stay out of matters between and the Princess, or else—" he left the threat hanging.
Inside the carriage, silence prevailed.
Tang Xiaobai looked at Tang Jiaojiao.
Tang Jiaojiao looked back at her.
In the nearly pitch-black car, they could only make out each other’s eyes.
One held surprise, the other even greater surprise.
"Sister, what secret of yours does he know?" Tang Xiaobai asked in shock.
"I also want to know what secret I have!" Tang Jiaojiao was even more surprised than her.
Tang Xiaobai didn’t believe it: "Sister, secretly tell and I’ll help you co up with ideas!"
Tang Jiaojiao gave her a sideways glance and asked outside: "Is Zhao Jing gone yet?"
After Zhao Jing had left with a harsh word, they heard footsteps receding into the distance.
Outside, an attendant hesitated and said, "Prince Consort Zhao has left, but—"
But there was still soone outside.
"Miss Tang, Second Miss." The person spoke, their tone slightly lancholy, completely different from when they confronted Zhao Jing.
Tang Xiaobai pursed her lips and lifted the car curtain.
Under the moonlight, a boy with a bundle on his back, in simple clothes, looking travel-worn, with fatigue etched in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Tang Xiaobai laughed coldly: "I thought Commander Yao had hidden away to the ends of the earth!"
The last ti in Jinchang Village, she and Tang Jiaojiao deeply suspected Yao He of deliberately luring them there.
But after sending soone to Wannian County to find him, they were told Yao He had already quit and left, and even his residence in the Capital City was empty.
Wasn’t this fleeing in fear of punishnt?
Tang Jiaojiao was instantly furious, vowing to capture him even if he was at the ends of the earth.
But the ends of the earth are not easy to find, and Yao He had skills. The declaration was made, but no one had the leisure to keep a constant watch.
Unexpectedly, Yao He appeared himself.
He grinned and said, "Knowing both ladies are looking for , how dare I not co out?"
Tang Jiaojiao sneered: "Then arrest him!"
The attendants obeyed the order and surged forward.
Yao He hastily retreated two steps, saying: "Miss Tang, allow to say a few words!"
"Tie him up and then say it!" Miss Tang was not the least bit soft-hearted.
Yao He showed a look of helplessness, undid the bundle on his back, and casually handed it to an attendant.
"Because of , Miss Tang hurt her throat. I am truly ashad, so I sought two dications from the eccentric Divine Doctor. The blue is for internal use to soothe the throat and nourish the lungs, the white for external application to remove scars and nourish the skin."
Tang Xiaobai was shocked.
Due to his own negligence, causing the young girl to be hurt, the boy felt guilty and traveled far to seek dicine from the cantankerous Divine Doctor—
Could this be a romance storyline?
...
Li Xingyuan also heard these words, clicked his tongue twice, and continued to watch.
...
The bundle was handed into the carriage, and Yao He allowed the Duke Yan Mansion’s attendants to restrain him, sighing: "Truly, I didn’t expect Mr. Zhao to turn violent; for hurting Miss Tang—"
The words weren’t finished before the bundle was tossed out of the carriage, hitting the cart shaft and scattering open.
"Crack—"
Seven or eight porcelain bottles all shattered and broke into pieces on the ground.
"Get lost! Don’t ever let see you again!" Miss Tang’s icy voice ca out.
Then the Second Miss Tang was also pulled back inside.
"Return to the mansion!"
The carriage started moving again, brushing past the stunned and dazed youth, leaving behind a ground full of dicinal fragrance and fragnts...
...
"Why on earth did you smash those dicines?" Tang Xiaobai sniffed the lingering dicinal fragrance, feeling pained.
Tang Jiaojiao snorted coldly: "Belated deep feelings are cheaper than grass!"
"That’s not how the saying goes..."
"Wasn’t it who taught you that saying? Do I need you to teach how to use it?"
Tang Xiaobai shut her mouth.
Tang Jiaojiao gave her a sidelong glance and said: "I’m completely healed. Even if he brought a miraculous elixir, it’s as cheap as dirt!"
"Couldn’t you have just returned it to him instead of smashing it?" Still feeling pained.
"Return it? Considering he nearly caused our deaths and doesn’t have to compensate at all?"
Only then did Tang Xiaobai recall that after Miss Tang smashed the bottles, she didn’t have Yao He tied up.
Is this... letting Yao He off?
Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help but feel a little touched: "Sister, you’re really a good person..." Just now, she smashed the dicine so fiercely, but it turns out she was harsh in words but gentle in action.
Miss Tang, however, shivered all over and said angrily, "Don’t say such disgusting things!"
Tang Xiaobai said "oh" and added: "Sister, belated deep feelings are cheaper than grass, but we could still stash away those belated miraculous dicines, right?"
Truly a pity for those dicines...
...
"What a pity for those dicines!" Li Xingyuan also shook his head and sighed, "The Divine Doctor’s dicine is not easy to co by!"
He sighed just the once and then shifted his attention, rubbing his chin, eagerly guessing: "What kind of secret do you think Miss Tang might have fallen into Zhao Jing’s hands?"
Hearing no response, he glanced aside, only to see Su Shunqing scrutinizing him inquisitively.
Li Xingyuan chuckled, "It’s quite interesting, don’t you think?"
Su Shunqing nodded with a smile: "It is indeed interesting."
Li Xingyuan felt a bit creeped out by his smile, and after a couple of dry coughs, said, "Of course, I’m not interested in Miss Tang—"
"Understood," Su Shunqing nodded, "His Highness is interested in the Second Miss!"
"Right—no, why would I be interested in that little girl? I’m focusing on Zhao Jing!"
"Yes, His Highness is focusing on Zhao Jing." Su Shunqing nodded with a smile.
Li Xingyuan straightened his face and said: "Look at Zhao Jing, almost killing Duke Yan’s eldest daughter, and only got a small salary deduction as punishnt. Now Wang Maozhao is pressing the Imperial Censor on a daily basis without any reaction. If one day the Crown Prince suddenly wants us to deal with Zhao Jing severely, just the evidence we have would likely not be enough; we still need to watch him and see if we can find any more flaws. In a few days, I need to return to Zhenzhou, so you must not let your guard down—" he thought for a mont and vaguely pointed, "Keep an eye on these guys!"
Su Shunqing looked in the direction he pointed and nodded with a smile.
But he remained unconvinced.
Right now, the Crown Prince’s health is the most important, and the more stable the court situation, the better it is for the Crown Prince to detoxify and recuperate. Zhao Jing, at this point, is actually irrelevant.
Wang Maozhao likely thought the sa way, which is why he hasn’t gone hard on Zhao Jing.
As for the Crown Prince, there’s no chance he’d care about Zhao Jing?
...
"Zhao Jing blocked your carriage?" Li Mu suddenly looked up, his gaze cold and sharp, gripping the pen tightly in his hand.
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