Chapter 295: Spring Drowsiness

It's a matter of dignity. If it were an ordinary man, he wouldn't want to lose face even if his leg was broken.

But someone as shameless as our master... who doesn't care about empty fame, would definitely not refuse.

No one knows the master better than his servant, and Zhong Heng's prediction was correct.

Yu Shiyan readily agreed, letting her reach out her slender, soft hand to hold his arm tightly. Then, she took a deep breath and pulled him up.

If you ignore the pulling action, the picture is still quite harmonious.

"If Granny Wang continues like this, what do you plan to do?"

Yuan Siyin leaned back on the soft pillow, her expression very natural, as if she were chatting about something casual.

"Let's take it one step at a time. If it can be restored, that would be best. If not, I'll stay in the Mu Prince's Mansion and live out my remaining years."

"good."

As soon as she finished answering, she couldn't keep her eyelids open and fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Shiyan frowned, gently placed his hand on her wrist, and after a while found nothing amiss, he breathed a sigh of relief and put her slender wrist back in its original position.

He's overthinking it.

The Mu family mansion was also in the suburbs, so it should have been closer, but the carriage still took the people back to the Yuan family mansion first.

Yu Shiyan lifted the curtain with his well-defined fingers and couldn't help but call out to Zi Yuan to ask her a question.

Zi Yuan had Hong Xiu help Yuan Siyin back first, while she herself stayed behind to reply: "What are your orders, Prince Mu?"

Has your daughter been acting strangely lately?

She thought for a moment, then replied without hesitation, "I'm more sleepy than usual, probably due to spring fatigue."

"Is it the same every year?"

"Miss is always capricious and unpredictable," Zi Yuan replied helplessly.

"knew."

Yu Shiyan nodded knowingly, withdrew his hand and lowered the curtain, "After she wakes up, help her walk around in the courtyard more."

"I understand. This servant will respectfully see Prince Mu off."

Zi Yuan bowed gracefully before turning and returning to her residence.

Hongxiu had just settled Yuan Siyin on the soft couch when she rushed over to find her: "Why is there incense burning in the room? I just lifted the incense burner and found that the incense had burned out. I can't find the rest of the incense anywhere."

"Isn't it right on the cabinet?"

"No, there's no need to see Miss before she leaves."

Hongxiu recalled the events carefully, her tone quite certain.

"How could that be? I just put it there a while ago."

Without saying much, Zi Yuan tiptoed into the room and opened the cabinet, only to find that the calming incense was nowhere to be found.

"Could it be that someone came in and tampered with it?"

The two gently closed the door, saying nothing, but they glanced at each other, their expressions both becoming somewhat solemn.

No one is allowed to enter the young lady's room except for the two young masters and their two personal maids. Even the servants at the outer gate are not allowed to enter or leave at will.

Who is so bold as to dare to steal from a prostitute?

"Why aren't you two sisters going in to serve her? Has Miss retired for the night?"

The two looked over at the sound and saw a maid with double buns at the outer gate named Wutong. She had been in the mansion for less than two months, but because she was clever and diligent, Ziyuan had assigned her to take care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Seeing that the two of them were staring at her all of a sudden, Wutong, holding the watering can, looked a little confused: "Did...did Wutong say something wrong?"

"Has anyone entered Miss's room while we were away these past two days?"

Wutong paused for a moment, then weakly raised her hand and said, "It looks like it's me."

"Did you also touch the calming incense inside?"

"It wasn't me!"

Wutong shook her head frantically, her two little buns almost coming undone: "It's a big rat!"