Chapter 12: The Returning Home Day is So Lively (Part 2)
"Are you sure you're not seeing things?" Marquis Wuning grabbed the boy by the collar, not caring how inappropriate his move was.
It’s no wonder that Marquis Wuning acted like this.
Fu Yi was truly too difficult to invite. Not to mention when he was ill… even before he was healthy, the emperor's own brother couldn't even invite him to his house for a chat.
The servant nodded like pecking at rice: "Really, I'm not mistaken, absolutely not mistaken. Who dares to ride a sedan chair in the Imperial Capital now? Only the Prince of Danshuo!"
Marquis Wuning was instantly filled with vigor and enthusiasm: "Why don't you go and greet him quickly!"
"Yes, and Master Fu..."
"Let's do it together." Even Fu Ruiming didn't expect this. He frowned secretly, vaguely guessing that his brother might have some intention in doing this.
Is there anything else in the Wuning Marquis' Mansion that deserves your special attention?
Fu Ruiming followed Marquis Wuning out of the flower hall and glanced at the house behind him.
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The small courtyard where Qin Yurong, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's family, lives is called Wanxiang Courtyard.
At the gate of Wanxiang Courtyard, the maid shook her head and said, "What did you say, young lady? I'm not nervous at all."
Since she had returned to her mother's home, the people following Cheng Nianying were now replaced by servants from the Marquis' Mansion.
They all didn't understand why Cheng Nianying asked this.
Cheng Nianying didn't care what others thought. She stretched out her hand, put it on the little maid's neck, and gently hooked her fingertips: "A circle of cold sweat..."
The little maid trembled: "Miss...Miss, why are you making things difficult for me?"
"What's inside?" Cheng Nianying did not pull her hand back.
Her fingertips were still pressed against the side of the little maid's neck, so that if she showed any signs of trouble, she could immediately strangle her hyoid bone.
The little maidservant trembled even more violently, and now she couldn't even speak.
Inside the courtyard gate.
The man in purple stood tall and straight, one hand against the back of the door, the other leaning against the wall, looking out through the gap between the door and the wall.
His originally very light breathing suddenly became faster when he caught a glimpse of Cheng Nianying's movements.
How strange.
From this angle, the action of the girl from the marquis's mansion holding the maid's neck seemed a bit strong.
This side he had never seen before made him more excited, and he also wanted to put his hand on the neck of the girl from the marquis's mansion.
If she did that, she would blush terribly...
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Cheng Nianying noticed the change in his breathing, and without thinking, he punched the door panel.
"Who are you? Get out here!" Cheng Nianying shouted.
The man's breathing suddenly stopped, and he took a step back, with a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes.
She actually noticed something?
How did she notice?
He regained his composure in an instant, and instead of saying "get out" as he was told, he stood there steadily.
He was almost startled by her... It was ridiculous. The man shook his head and said in a low voice, "After not seeing you for so long, is this how you greet me? If I come out to meet you, I'm afraid that Prince Danshuo will follow and harm you."
Cheng Nianying was stunned.
A man's voice.
And it was the voice of an adult man.
The voice of the young master from the Marquisate who had escorted her to her wedding that day swirled through Cheng Nianying's mind. It was completely different.
Who are you?
Cheng Nianying was not stupid enough to ask directly like this.
Judging from his tone, he was very familiar with his "sister", so familiar that even the maids knew about his existence.
He also said something like "Prince Danshuo will come along and harm you later". Can't he be seen by the prince?
Could it be a lover?
But she really couldn't imagine that the "sister" mentioned by the servants in the Marquis' Mansion could do such a rebellious thing.
Cheng Nianying retracted her hand: "I'll just come in."
The little maidservant was hunched over, gasping for breath, probably because she was frightened by Cheng Nianying. In fact, the little maidservant herself couldn't figure it out.
What am I afraid of? She was just a servant like me before!
"Wait for me." Cheng Nianying said softly at this time.
The man inside the door smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Cheng Nianying turned around and asked the maid behind her in a low voice, "Where is the kitchen?"
The downside is that you don't have a weapon with you.
The old woman was still standing there, her face pale. She clearly had no idea why such a man had appeared. But she also knew that this matter must not be made public today! It would cost the lives of everyone in the mansion!
She swallowed hard. "Over there. I'll lead the way...but should we...just walk like this?"
Cheng Nianying said nothing, but walked forward steadily.
The others had no choice but to follow him quickly, and some even slipped away secretly to find Chu Zhen to report the news.
The man saw this scene through the crack in the door and sneered in his heart. What if he told Marquis Wuning?
Who can handle what is happening today?
The Marquis's daughter was only to blame for being too reckless. She didn't know the seriousness of the situation today and pounded on the door, demanding he get out...
The man didn't know that at this moment, in the kitchen, the old woman couldn't help but screamed: "Ah! What are you doing, girl?"
Cheng Nianying weighed the kitchen knife in her hand and said, "This thing is quite handy. Let's go back."
The old woman was terrified and stammered, "You, you want to kill that lecher?"
Cheng Nianying lowered her eyes, her innocent and naive face still calm. She said softly, "Where did this lecher come from? He's just a petty thief."
The old woman couldn't help but shudder: "Yes, yes, it's a little thief, not a lecher, but, but... no, no..."
Cheng Nianying rolled up his sleeves and hid the knife inside.
The old woman was so frightened that she rushed over to stop her, but she didn't dare to touch her: "What are you doing? You'll hurt yourself!"
Cheng Nianying: "If he doesn't hide, he will know that it is his life that is wanted as soon as he sees it. Wouldn't he scream and attract others?"
"Oh my God, you're going to take my life first! What should I do? No, no!" The old woman wailed and followed her.
Others didn't dare to breathe, and could only vaguely think... She seemed to be relatively calm.
"What's wrong with that? But I'm worried that I can't deal with the corpse. It doesn't matter..." she said.
As Cheng Nianying spoke, she walked ahead through the shadows of the trees. Just as she was about to return to Wanxiang Courtyard, she heard footsteps approaching.
There were many and mixed footsteps, which showed that there were more than one or two people coming.
The old woman turned around in fear, only to see their own master walking on the side, apparently leading the way. The person that everyone was eagerly surrounding was another person—
The man was leaning sideways on the sedan chair.
The sedan chair was adorned with gold and was extremely luxurious, but none of it could compare to the splendor of the person on it.
The old woman didn't dare to look closely at it, and the words quickly flashed through her mind: The sedan chair, the imperial item, is enjoyed by only one person except Your Majesty.
"Your servant greets Prince Danshuo." Everyone knelt on the ground at once.
The charioteer bowed his head and coughed lightly before saying, "No need to be so polite. The people in the Marquis' Mansion are also our family."
As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly and said with a gentle smile, "Madam, what do you have hidden in your sleeve? But I came at an unlucky time."
Wu Xun, who held the sedan chair with one hand, couldn't suppress his excitement. He was being so sneaky, maybe he would be exposed.
Cheng Nianying turned around slowly at this time, her face expression unchanged and her heart rate calm. With a turn of her wrist, the kitchen knife was revealed.
She said, "I'll chop some bamboo and make a bamboo rice dish for my mother as a token of my appreciation."
Wu Xun: “……?”
Marquis Wuning:? ?
Even Fu Yi's expression froze slightly.
In Wanxiang Courtyard.
The man, whose expression was gradually becoming excited, also froze.
She hides a knife.
She's hiding a knife?
She came towards me with a knife hidden in her hand... Did she want to kill me? She actually wanted to kill me???
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