Han Yichen decisively moved a few steps away from Si Chengfeng and dodged Situ Ye's large palms that were about to strike him. Just kidding, with Situ Ye's heavy hands, he didn't want to get hurt by him.
Looking at the three people living in harmony, Hua Qingcheng's eyebrows curved and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
"Young Master, the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion sent a coachman to tell her that a guest is looking for Miss Qingcheng and wants to take her to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the city." While several people were playing around, Qian Mantang, the housekeeper of the General's Mansion, walked in.
"Guest? Looking for me? Do you know who it is?" Hua Qingcheng was a little puzzled.
"I only know that there were two men and one woman. They said that Miss Qingcheng asked them to go to the Prime Minister's residence to look for you." Butler Qian reported truthfully.
"Did I let you go?"
Hua Qingcheng thought about it, and then she glanced suspiciously at Han Yichen who was sitting on the bed.
"Could you please tell Coachman Zhong that I'll be right there."
"Miss Qingcheng, you are so polite. I will do it right away." After saying this, Butler Qian went to the front gate of the yard.
"Achen, your injuries haven't healed yet, so stay here and rest first. Afeng, please help me take care of him. Aye and I will go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a look." Hua Qingcheng said and turned to walk towards the door.
"Xiao Qingcheng, but..."
"Don't worry, Qingcheng. I will help you take good care of him."
Seeing that his young wife and Situ Leng had truly walked away, Han Yichen, who had been leaning against the headboard, looking frail, immediately threw back the covers, swiftly rose from the bed, and put on his shoes. His agility made Si Chengfeng's mouth twitch slightly.
"Brother Han, are your eyes still itchy? Do your hands still hurt? Are your legs still sore? Do you want me to blow on them, breathe on them, or rub them?"
"Si Fox, I don't have time to play with you!"
Han Yichen finished speaking and quickly passed by Si Chengfeng, heading straight for the stables at the General's Mansion. He snapped his fingers, and Xiangyun Horse galloped out of the stables, obediently coming to Han Yichen and rubbing its face against him.
"Good Xiangyun! We are going to your second father's house now, let's go!"
After leading the Xiangyun horse out of the General's Mansion, Han Yichen easily jumped on the horse and chased the Prime Minister's carriage carrying Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye towards the city.
The two men and one woman who came to the prime minister's residence to look for "Hua Qingcheng" must be the beggars he met in the dilapidated temple in the south of the city yesterday morning. He had to go over and take a look.
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