Chapter 221: Just Like You

The commander's face turned pale and then red, feeling worse than if he had swallowed a fly. He had no choice but to turn around and shout at the crowd, "If it's not here, keep searching in the next place! Dig three feet into the ground and find him!"

Seeing that the person had left, the smile in Yuan Siyin's eyes vanished instantly. "Ziyuan, come in."

Zi Yuan bowed her head and followed behind her, closing the door with a creak. Smelling the pungent smell of rust, she unconsciously frowned and asked, "Why is there a...?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw shadowy figures behind the screen.

Zi Yuan panicked for a moment, but seeing that her young mistress seemed to know the situation, she quickly regained her composure: "Don't worry, Miss, I'll handle it."

Yuan Siyin nodded, without saying anything more.

Zi Yuan may seem quiet, but she is actually quite perceptive. Even if you don't say anything, she can guess what's going on.

"I have to go now."

Yu Shiyan stood up, clutching his wound. His face was deathly pale, almost frighteningly so. "They should be able to find out about Chonghua Palace soon."

"Looking at you now, even if you get back in time, people will be able to tell at a glance."

Yuan Siyin sat down and took a sip of tea. Watching Ziyuan tidy up the mess behind the screen, she unconsciously frowned slightly.

This person, even if not meticulous in planning, is at least known for his shrewdness. How could he have been outmaneuvered and outsmarted this time?

Yu Shiyan lowered his eyes: "I was too hasty today. Never mind, I always have an excuse. In the end, it will just be whipping and confinement."

Yuan Siyin didn't speak, as if she was in a daze. After a while, her rosy lips touched each other: "Just say you'll stay at Jianzhang Palace."

Yu Shiyan and Zi Yuan both looked at her simultaneously, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Purple Mandarin Duck".

"This servant is here."

Zi Yuan meticulously wiped Yu Shiyan's blood clean, then stood up and looked at her respectfully.

Yuan Siyin laughed to herself and waved her hand at her: "That's enough. Now go and drag that little brat Yuan Fuqing up."

"The young master has been asleep for a while, and involving him might..."

She hesitated for a moment, glancing at Yu Shiyan out of the corner of her eye.

"What's involved?"

Yuan Siyin tilted her head and blinked: "It's all because this little brat is so ignorant. He insisted on dragging Prince Mu to stay and tell him stories to lull him to sleep. No one could persuade him otherwise, so Prince Mu had to stay in Jianzhang Palace for one night."

Are we only allowed to let a younger brother sell his older sister, but not allowed to let an older sister sell her younger brother even once?

This is called fair trade; what goes around comes around.

Zi Yuan was speechless after being amazed by this display of skill. In the end, she could only stammer a compliment under Yuan Siyin's expectant gaze: "As expected of Miss."

Poor Yuan Fuqing, he was sleeping soundly when he was carried, blanket and all, to Yuan Siyin.

Yuan Siyin flicked his forehead without any politeness: "Get up, the teacher is checking your homework."

Yuan Fuqing burrowed his head under the covers and groggily turned over, not fully awake yet: "Get out of here, I'm not going to play with any of this stupid stone carving."

Seeing this, Yu Shiyan chuckled lightly, despite the pain, "Just like you."

Yuan Siyin silently rolled up her sleeves: "You flatter me."

When Yuan Fuqing sat up with a pained expression, two large bumps had already swelled up on his head. He was about to ask who had done it when he saw the group in front of him: Zi Yuan, Brother Shi Yan, and Sister.

Okay, now there's no suspense at all.

Helpless, he could only pitifully cling to Yuan Siyin's arm: "Sister, I didn't do anything wrong. I just drew a little turtle on the teacher's face this morning. I really didn't do anything else!"