Qin Zhaoyue chose a quiet courtyard to stay in.

Chengyuan Garden covers a vast area, but not all of it is used for entertaining guests.

Putting aside everything else, just owning this piece of land in Langyinfang is quite valuable.

Qin Zhaoyue sat sullenly in the courtyard, gazing up at the Milky Way in a daze.

"Are you kidding me, or are you just trying to fool me?"

She had been trying to keep a low profile the whole way, but now there were only two people in the courtyard, and she had nowhere to hide.

He sighed inwardly and cautiously began, "Your Highness, the Xuanji Guard does not employ idlers."

It's foreseeable that whoever takes them in won't have a good outcome.

If Lord Yinzhe takes over, at least he can train him to become a Death Guard.

If it falls into the hands of others, all that will remain is its outstanding appearance; the ending will only be more tragic.

Only Your Highness...

No matter how stubborn or how much she threw a tantrum, she ultimately didn't say anything about abandoning the matter.

Why……

This soft-heartedness is naturally good for servants, but it is a weakness for imperial offspring born into the imperial family.

"Your Highness, let's leave aside the twenty-four people; the rest are easy to settle."

Those in the Golden Pool Palace have now been trained to only know how to serve others.

The princess's residence already had a group of entertainers and singers, and given His Highness's fondness for women, he probably wouldn't refuse them.

The group of people in the underground chamber of the rear hall could also find a good place in the Qizhen Pavilion.

Now, the reputation of Qizhen Pavilion is gradually growing, and according to His Highness's plan, it will be built into a "high-end club" that integrates shopping and services.

The first requirement for the waiters and waitresses hired by Qizhen Pavilion is that they must be good-looking and make guests feel comfortable and at home.

The people in the back hall are naturally good-looking; with a little training, they should be able to join the Rare Treasures Pavilion.

As for whether to stay or leave, I believe that after working under His Highness for a while, one will make a decision in their own mind.

The only real headache was those twenty-four people who were in a daze.

If Suimo could figure it out, Qin Zhaoyue naturally could too.

Physical wounds can heal, but emotional wounds are far more difficult to heal than physical ones.

Even if it could remind them of the past, the extreme pain would likely be imprinted in their minds and linger there.

After much deliberation, Qin Zhaoyue slowly spoke:

"This prince does not keep idle people. Once their injuries have healed, send them to the estate in the outskirts of the capital."

Although they are now like overgrown children, their survival instincts should still be there. If they lack personality, then they should rebuild it.

They were taught by the farmers in the village, and supervised by a designated person. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, just like the vast majority of people in the world.

Once you have a clear mind and can think for yourself, you can decide whether to stay or leave.

Thinking about it that way, it shouldn't cost much.

Qin Zhaoyue slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Go and get some good wine. Don't try to fool us with new wine. It has to be a fine vintage, ten years... no, twenty years or more!"

Damn it, the baby can't be taken away, so surely eating and drinking a little won't cause any problems.

Hidden Zhe outside the courtyard took in all of this, and a smile appeared on his lips.

You brat, you're getting the benefits and then acting innocent.

Putting everything else aside, even the top slaves in the Golden Pool Palace are not worth two or three treasures.

If Chengyuan were to be auctioned, it would likely attract fierce bidding and cause quite a stir.

They act like they're in a really difficult position, and they're even trying to extort money from you. What are they thinking?

The big, goofy guy next to her stared at her subtle smile, seemingly mesmerized.

Yin Zhe glared at him irritably, "I also need to send this news about Yongyuan Pawnshop back."

Honestly, she's really become a messenger for the Xuanji Guard's commander.

But each and every one of them was crucial intelligence, and we had no choice but to pass it on.

"You must protect His Highness, in case the aristocratic families still have some tricks up their sleeves."

The use of Gu poison is extremely subtle and stealthy, making it difficult for ordinary Qi Martial Realm cultivators to detect.

This is also why she didn't let Xiao Liu return to the manor; it's safer to have a Divine Martial Realm expert by her side.

"Yes, sir, rest assured, I will protect Your Highness's safety."

After saying that, Dou Zhan became hesitant again, "Um... I'll see you off."

They're both at the Divine Martial Realm, but his realm is far more stable than his. What a load of rubbish!

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Yin Zhe was filled with anger.

Thinking back to how she had held hands with him before, and how it was her initiative, she wanted to chop that hand off.

"OK."

Her gentle smile once again stirred my mind.

The creature, with arms that weren't arms and legs that weren't legs, "escorted" her out.

Silence was the only main theme, with cicadas chirping and a gentle breeze rustling the treetops.

The sounds reached my ears, and I opened my mouth several times but couldn't utter a single word.

At this moment, Dou Zhan remembered the Sixth Prince's wise words. He had suffered because he was bad at talking.

If only I could be like Lord Liuyan...

Thinking this through, Dou Zhan secretly resolved that he had to make some changes, at least to prevent the silence from continuing.

Hurry up and say it, you idiot!

Just then, Yin Zhe suddenly stopped and turned to face him.

Looking at the beauty so close to him, Dou Zhan's head went blank, and the words that had been on the tip of his tongue finally came out.

"I want to be a horse."

Hidden in the darkness: ?

What the hell? Why would someone choose to be a horse when they could be a perfectly good person?

"Hearing you say 'I'm getting married'..."

Hidden in the shadows: !!!

"Ouch!" A piercing cry of pain broke the silence of the night.

The newly promoted third-rank Divine Martial Realm expert flew out in a high parabola, and then...

It landed with a thud!

Pooh!

Yin Zhe spat fiercely, feeling even worse than if he had swallowed a fly.

Without even glancing at his subordinate who was like a toad trying to eat swan meat, he turned and left, leaving behind only his arrogant and indifferent back of his head.

puff……

Dou Zhan, who had landed sideways, coughed up a mouthful of blood, completely dazed.

What happened? Why didn't it work this time? What went wrong?

He doesn't understand, he just doesn't understand!

【ps】

She doesn't understand your heart; she's pretending to be calm.

She doesn't understand love; she treats it like a game.