After the three of them gave each other their addresses, she urged them on, "Let's go quickly. Now that you've witnessed my superb martial arts skills, you can rest assured."
“It’s late now. Are you sure you can manage on your own? This is outside the city, and the security is terrible,” the Eighth Prince said.
The Ninth Prince chimed in, "If you don't want us to know, then we'll take you to your neighborhood."
Nan thought about it and agreed. Anyway, there were many villages in that area, and she had always been masked. Now she looked like a ghost, so it was impossible for them to find her. She nodded in agreement, and the three of them looked at each other, their eyes flashing.
It was already past midnight (around nine o'clock). Looking in the direction, they were heading towards a villa on the outskirts of the capital. "Let's stop here," Nan Yi patted the Tenth Prince's shoulder, blinking her large, clear, watery eyes. "Save your energy, you can't catch up with me."
The Tenth Prince was extremely embarrassed. He really did have the intention to follow them, and he dared to say that the Eighth and Ninth Princes did as well. Nan Yichao and the others waved their hands and disappeared into the night in an instant.
"Myna, it's a villa on the outskirts of the capital, easy to find."
“Not necessarily. Didn’t you see how confident she was?” the Eighth Prince pondered. “Never mind, let’s look for her first. It’s getting late, let’s go to the estate to rest tonight.”
“…Let’s go…Let’s walk back,” the Tenth Prince shouted. Why should Xiao Jinzi and the others lead the horse? The Eighth Prince chuckled, “I’m happy to do it.” The Ninth Prince also smiled and said, “My heart is the same.”
The three turned and disappeared into the darkness. From afar came Shi A's sudden cry of surprise, "...Eighth Brother, I forgot to ask how that girl ended up in a den of thieves?"
A cold, deep male voice echoed from the darkness, "This matter must not be mentioned again."
In the Fourth Prince's residence, Thirteen was nestled in his fourth brother's study, swinging his legs and lightly tapping the table with his middle finger, looking mysterious. "Fourth Brother, have you heard? Eighth Brother and Ninth Brother seem to be looking for someone."
"Hmm," another woman. A shadow flashed through Yinzhen's mind, and he said doubtfully, "Could it be the woman from that night?"
Thirteen people, is it possible? Is it worth going to such lengths for a woman? But if it's a prince, it's hard to say. The Aisin Gioro family is known for its romantic lovers.
"By the way, Fourth Brother, Mother asked you to take Sister-in-law Tong to pay her respects," Thirteen shook his head helplessly. Mother De had summoned him today specifically to have a talk, but she wanted him to be her mouthpiece.
She could have easily sent someone to find Fourth Brother herself, but instead she made him make the trip. I wonder what Mother De is up to now.
Upon hearing this, Yinzhen's expression changed slightly. "What did someone in the palace say?"
Thirteen thought for a moment and shook his head slightly, "It might be that Consort Tong gave the message." There was no one else besides her, and they all had the surname Tong, so it was a matter of mutual tolerance.
During the Qing Dynasty, Tong Guowei was favored by the emperor and was a cousin of the emperor, so the daughters of the Tong family were naturally precious.
When Yinzhen thought of the woman in the villa, a beautiful image of her flashed through his mind, and his heart still fluttered at that enchanting charm.
Suppressing his inner reverie, he gritted his teeth inwardly. This ungrateful woman, even when he asked her to return home and admit her mistake, she remained unrepentant. His words became harsher. Since his woman wouldn't back down, he had no choice but to give her the cold shoulder.
It wasn't that he didn't want her to return to the manor, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Also, Madam Tong didn't take the initiative to speak to him, not even offering a kind word.
Perhaps after losing his memory, he really didn't care as much as before. Thinking of this, he was slightly displeased. His woman's heart was not with him, which really embarrassed him. Entering the palace was a good choice. He would take the opportunity to let her move back to the mansion.
Hmph, she should stay in the manor and reflect on her actions. Let the Fujin (principal wife) discipline her strictly. I don't believe Tong Shi won't back down. Let her understand that without the master's favor, even with a concubine of the highest rank, she is nothing.
At the villa, Nan Yi was going crazy. Qingyun and Yiren had been nagging since last night and hadn't stopped. It turned out that Qingyun had been guarding Nan Yi's room and was a little dazed after dinner. Yiren had something to ask her master, but Qingyun lied and said that she was sleeping. After dark, Yiren reappeared, and Qingyun became somewhat evasive. Yiren knew something was wrong, so she closed the door and interrogated her.
At the second watch of the night, the two were frantic. They wanted to go back to the manor to get help, but they were afraid of ruining their master's plans. When they were discussing going out to find someone, they turned around and saw a dark figure standing in the room. They were so frightened that they trembled and fell to the ground in a panic. Just as Yiren was about to scream, Qingyun reacted and covered her mouth, saying, "Shh, it's the master."
Qingyun, being more observant, noticed the familiar clothes, like what his master had worn before leaving. Only when Nan Yi chuckled did the two of them collapse to the ground, panting heavily.
"Master, if this continues a few more times, I'll have to serve the Buddha ahead of schedule," Yiren grumbled in dissatisfaction.
“That’s right, I’m not married yet,” Qingyun stood up and joined Yiren in scolding her.
"Oh, you're lovesick? Spring is over, Qingyun, wait until next year," Nan Yi teased. Qingyun, seeing that her master was being irreverent, retorted, "Master, you just know how to make fun of your servant."
She walked up to Nan Yi, intending to help her wash up, but seeing Nan Yi's disheveled appearance, she exclaimed, "Master, what happened? What's wrong?"
The master's hair was disheveled, his face was dirty, patchy with black and white, and there were bits of dry grass on his shoulders, making him look like he had escaped from a bandit's den.
"Hehe, it's fine, this way it's more convenient to go out."
"Please, have mercy and stay in the courtyard. If anything happens, we servants won't have enough heads to chop off," Qingyun said, still shaken.
“Good girl, you know what I’m capable of,” Nan patted his chest and assured her.
"But..." Qingyun avoided eye contact. She knew it, which was why she didn't want you to go; you're such a troublemaker.
Seeing that she still wanted to persuade her, Nan waved her hand and said, "I'm tired. I'll wash up first. Later, I'll tell you about my new friends."
If we don't give them a chance to object and don't let them go out, wouldn't that suffocate them?
After taking a bath, Nan Yi lay on the bed. Qingyun wrung out her wet hair, and Yiren laid out various fruits and pastries on a small table and placed them on the bed. They had tried to correct this bad habit of their mistress many times, but she still wouldn't change it. When there were no outsiders, they tacitly allowed their mistress to have this bad habit. After seeing it so many times, they also thought it was not bad. At least their mistress was in a very pleasant mood.
Before long, sounds came from inside the house.
"Ah, you son of a bitch."
"Really,"
"Master is so amazing!"
It's her!
"Well done! Our master is mighty!"
The people inside were indignant and eager to fight, while the old woman guarding the night outside was completely bewildered.
The next day, Nan Yi woke up in a good mood, only to find four panda eyes staring at her angrily. She wondered what she had done to offend them.
"Last night, as soon as I fell asleep, I dreamed that the Princess Consort was kidnapped and I was beheaded," Qingyun accused.
"I dreamt all night about helping my wife fight with someone, and when I woke up I found Huan'er with a bruised and swollen face," Yiren said, annoyed.
After hearing this, Nan Yi pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and when he saw the two girls rolling their eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle.
The two maids exchanged a glance at their unscrupulous master, bared their teeth, and stepped forward to hold her down. Their four hands scratched at Nan Yi's soft flesh. Nan Yi fought back, and the three of them wrestled around until they had gone crazy enough before begging for mercy.
Thus, the scene described above unfolded, with the two maids trying their best to persuade their master not to go out. Nan Yi, annoyed beyond measure, picked up the purse at his waist, rolled it up in his hand, and swung it back and forth.
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