Chapter 245 What do you smell like?



Ma Dekuai, a migrant worker, works the night shift in the stable next to Chunfenglou.

As He Yunxiao's personal groom, he had gotten to know He Yunxiao's routine after spending these days together.

The places my young master frequents include: the Imperial Palace, the Deer Antler Academy, the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and the small courtyard by the stream. Without exception, they are all places with beautiful girls.

Visiting the palace is a daily must-do activity.

Every night, I absolutely had to go; I went every single day.

Ma De noticed it was getting late and figured the young master should be heading to the palace. If he didn't go now, it would be tomorrow, and he wouldn't need to go at all.

Ma Dekuai stared intently at the stable door, mentally counting down from five: five, four, three, two, one!

Unfortunately, the young master did not appear.

"Hey? What are you looking at?"

The young master's voice suddenly came from his right. Ma De quickly turned around and saw a "stranger".

Upon closer inspection, this person was indeed the young master, but...

"Young Master, why have you changed your clothes?"

He Yunxiao awkwardly touched his nose. "Enough nonsense, let's go to the palace."

The wheels whirred, and Ma Dekuai excitedly cracked his whip.

He Yunxiao's original plan was to redeem Sister Jiang from Chunfeng Tower and then leave, but he accidentally became so engrossed in Sister Jiang's immense beauty and kindness that he stayed there for a little too long.

The current situation is very awkward.

Going to the palace is a must, but it's too late, and we'll have to climb over the wall.

However, the only saving grace is that, having learned from their previous experience, He Yunxiao and Ma Dekuai are now quite adept at circumventing the Great Firewall – having learned from their mistakes in the cornfield.

He Yunxiao stood on the roof of a tall building near the wall, and then waited for a patrol of soldiers to come over before waving to Ma De, who was in position in the distance.

Ma De quickly received the signal, shouted, and lashed the two horses' rumps with his whip. Instantly, the neighing of the horses echoed through the night sky above the palace walls.

The patrolling soldiers looked back and saw a familiar carriage that had come yesterday and was coming again today, rushing towards them once more.

Everyone began to pay their respects to Ma Dekuai's ancestors for eighteen generations.

When Ma De heard the insults, he became even more enthusiastic.

The carriage from the Marquis's residence kicked up dust and made a loud rumbling noise as it passed by the soldiers.

Seizing the opportunity, He Yunxiao sneaked onto the palace wall and landed steadily inside. He Yunxiao, who was about to head straight for the inner palace, took a few steps, then turned back and parted the branches of a bush.

"Wow, bro, you're still here tonight!"

The man in black rolled his eyes at He Yunxiao and complained, "I shouldn't have told you where I was taking orders. Now I've had my prices slashed, and I only have forty taels left after each order."

"Forty taels is not bad."

"really."

"I'm going to the harem."

"Hey, hey, count me in."

He Yunxiao took a step back and shouted, "Catch the assassin!!!"

The man in black also yelled, "Holy crap! Are you even human?"

He Yunxiao shamelessly said, "You can't just go to my harem!"

Not the emperor's harem?

The man in black had a lot of complaints but nowhere to vent them, because a large number of soldiers rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

He Yunxiao took two steps back, leaving the stage to the officers and soldiers present and the "protagonist" in black.

Surprisingly, this man in black, despite his cowardly appearance and daily struggle to earn fifty taels of silver, was actually quite skilled in combat. Without revealing his true strength, he easily dispatched a group of soldiers with just a few punches and kicks, then used his impressive agility to flee for his life.

...

It was around 11 p.m., the end of Hai hour and the beginning of Zi hour.

He Yunxiao stood awkwardly at the entrance of Linxuan Palace, because the palace lights were off. (cascoo.net)

From He Yunxiao's perspective, it was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

To be honest, even if it were really past midnight, such a large palace as Linxuan Palace wouldn't have all the lights turned off. A few would still be left on.

This time, the complete and utter extinguishing of the lights was clearly a gesture by Namjoo's wife to show herself.

He arrived late last night and was extremely busy, but today, He Yunxiao is too embarrassed to explain himself.

"Nam-joo? Are you asleep?"

He Yunxiao called softly, not daring to speak loudly.

From the entrance of Linxuan Palace to Nanzhu's sleeping quarters, it's at least several dozen meters, and with the layers of buildings blocking the sound, this little bit of noise is completely useless.

In fact, He Yunxiao didn't expect Nan Zhu's wife to be able to hear him.

Knowing Nan Zhu as He Yunxiao does, even if she heard it, she would hesitate and dawdle, too afraid to come out because of the princess's airs and dignity.

He Yunxiao was actually shouting this to Xing'er.

Sure enough, before he could call out a second time, Xing'er came out to open the door for him.

This time, even Xing'er had some reservations about He Yunxiao.

“Young Master He, His Highness went to bed very late yesterday, and couldn’t get up even when the sun was high in the sky this morning.”

He Yunxiao naturally understood the unspoken meaning behind Xing'er's words: she was annoyed that he had arrived late.

"She doesn't go to school, so let her sleep in a little longer. Why wake her up?"

Xing'er said, "Your Highness is of noble birth and a role model for all people. How can you stay in bed?"

"The little girl is still growing..."

“It’s okay to go to bed early and get up early when you’re growing up. It’s a pity that our prince has never been loved since he was a child. No one cares about these things.”

He Yunxiao was so angry at Xing'er that his scalp tingled, but he didn't have the right to say a word back.

"Good Xing'er, believe me, I will never come so late again."

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