Zuan seized the opportunity: "I'll go take a look over there."
Without waiting for the women's reaction, he hurriedly ran to the other side. The best way to deal with this kind of chaotic situation is to run away.
Chu Youzhao was furious, thinking that her brother-in-law was really a handful.
When she received her second sister's letter earlier, she didn't take it seriously, thinking that such a simple thing didn't need her to remind her. But now, seeing all the beautiful women around Zu'an, she suddenly realized that this task was quite arduous.
At this moment, Zheng Dan looked at her with a smile: "You Zhao, we are both from Mingyue City. Your sister and I were classmates, so in a way I can be considered your sister. Why do you seem to be unwelcoming to me?"
Chu Youzhao's eyes darted around, and a plan formed in her mind: "Sister Zheng... wait, no, I should call you Madam Sang now. Your husband died young, and now you have to show your face in public, sigh..."
Zheng Dan's eyebrows twitched as she listened. How could this young master of the Chu family be so quick-witted, like a little girl, hitting her sore spots with every word?
At this moment, Sang Qian stepped forward to protect her: "Young Master Chu, please be careful with your words. Such sharp and sarcastic remarks are really unbecoming of the Chu and Qin families."
Since the other party had dared to bully the Sang family, she naturally wouldn't stand idly by.
Zheng Dan glanced at her gratefully. For the first time ever, the two women felt a tacit understanding. However, the next second, they both thought of something at the same time and awkwardly turned their heads away.
Before Chu Youzhao could say anything more, Murong Qinghe tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Someone's looking this way. If we start arguing, it won't look good for anyone."
She wasn't worried about other people's feelings, but rather about damaging Brother Chu's image in front of so many people.
She felt a little resentful. Miss Chu was acting like a hands-off manager, always leaving Brother Chu to offend people.
Chu Youzhao hesitated for a moment, thinking that she might embarrass her brother-in-law as well, so she snorted sullenly, turned her face away, and stopped talking.
Meanwhile, Zu An approached Sang Hong and asked, "Lord Sang, what's wrong?"
In public, it's inconvenient to address one's uncle by his official title; it's better to use his official title instead.
Sang Hong said with a worried expression, "Lord Eleven, the Gold Medalist, has not yet arrived."
It's no wonder he was worried, after all, the Embroidered-Robe Envoys had a special status, and to some extent they could exercise power on behalf of the emperor.
Moreover, this trip to Yunzhong County is clearly fraught with danger, and having a top-ranking embroidered envoy accompany them would give them more confidence.
Every gold medal envoy is a capable leader who can stand alone, both in terms of mindset and cultivation.
Zuan, standing to the side, advised, "They should be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people rode up on horseback. The one in the lead kept squinting, while the other two, one with a bald forehead and the other with a bald spot in the middle of his head, stood out in the embroidered-robed envoys' procession.
"Greetings, Lord Sang and Lord Zu. Silver-ranking Embroidered-Robe Envoy Xiao Jianren reports to you both." These people were naturally subordinates of Gold-ranking Eleven. The two bald men beside them were Dai Laoqi and Chen Laoba, but since they were not of high enough rank, they did not need to announce their names in this situation.
"Greetings, Lord Xiao." Sang Hong also cupped his hands in greeting, his tone quite polite. Although the other party's official rank was much lower than his, the Embroidered Robe Envoys were all extraordinary beings. A silver badge was already considered a mid-to-high-level position among the Embroidered Robe Envoys, and he had no need to offend the other party.
He couldn't help but look around: "Where is Lord Eleven?"
Xiao Jianren replied, "The Eleventh Lord told us to go first, and he will follow us in secret."
Zuan smiled silently to the side. This was his prior arrangement; if he really had to follow him around all the time, he would be overwhelmed.
Fortunately, the Embroidered-Robed Envoy was mysterious, so this arrangement made sense.
Sang Hong frowned, but thinking of the various legends surrounding the Golden Embroidered Robe Envoy, he still had no objections: "That's fine too. With one of us in the open and the other in the shadows, the subsequent arrangements will be more flexible."
Next, Sang Hong arranged for his entourage to board the ship. Then he said to Zu An, "I'm busy right now. Xiao Qian and Zheng Dan are here to see us off. Could you help me receive them?"
“Okay.” Zu An’s expression was somewhat strange. Ever since I learned about his plan, and judging from his words and actions, wasn’t he clearly trying to create opportunities for me to contact them?
At first, he felt a bit contempt, but it gradually turned into admiration. The other party was doing it all for the continuation of the entire family. He was indeed a person who could accomplish great things. Ordinary people don't have such courage.
He went over to Sang Qian and Zheng Dan and sensed the unusual atmosphere in the air, but he didn't foolishly ask what had happened.
Instead, he directly changed the subject: "Sister Xiaoqian, Miss Zheng, I will protect Lord Sang along the way."
When Chu Youzhao heard that he had another younger sister, her brows furrowed subconsciously. However, since the conversation between the two seemed to be harmless, she managed to hold back her anger.
Sang Qian was used to him calling her "little sister" every day, but now it felt so awkward. She wondered if there was a brother who would do that to his sister.
However, she didn't show it in front of outsiders: "Then I'll have to trouble you on the way, Brother Zu. Also, the journey to the north is destined to be fraught with danger, so you must take good care of yourself."
Hearing that she actually cared about him, Zu An was a little surprised, then a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for your concern, Sister Xiaoqian."
Sang Qian's face flushed, and she immediately avoided his gaze, thinking to herself, "Who cares about you? You're just worried about the future..."
She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, her expression a mixture of emotions.
Zheng Dan's gaze swept back and forth between the two. Her woman's intuition told her that something was off about them, as if it had started after the night Zu An came to the mansion for drinks. Hmm, she would subtly ask Xiao Qian what was going on when they got home.
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