Chi Yan leaned against the artificial hill, casually raising his head with a half-smile in his voice: "Is the Third Prince surprised to see me?"
He gave a perfunctory bow.
Yan Xingzhou frowned deeply, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes: "What's the Second Young Master Chi doing here? Weren't you supposed to be absent?"
Chi Yan straightened up and came to Shen Tangning's side, a smile playing on his lips: "Isn't it because I'm worried about leaving my wife alone?" He frowned slightly, somewhat displeased, "Third Prince, you're too close to my wife."
"..." Yan Xingzhou's forehead twitched, and he took a few steps back. "It was I who was impolite."
Chi Yan nodded in agreement: "It's good that Your Highness knows."
Yan Xingzhou's eyes darkened, but then he thought, why should he bother arguing with a good-for-nothing playboy?
"I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me." He still felt that this matter was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He carefully examined the place and, after confirming that he had not found any problems, he had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
The guard left a maid behind and politely said to Shen Tangning, "Miss Shen, this maid will take you to change your clothes."
Shen Tangning smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your trouble."
Remembering that there were still maids present, Shen Tangning and Chi Yan exchanged a glance but did not say anything more.
Upon arriving at the tea room, a maid was waiting at the door. Considering the possibility of unexpected situations, the host usually prepares several sets of clothes for the occasion.
Shen Tangning was wearing clothes that barely fit her. She had just come out of the inner room when she looked up and met Chi Yan's meaningful gaze.
He tapped the table with his finger, his tone carrying a hint of a half-smile: "Aren't you going to explain?"
Shen Tangning sat down opposite him without haste.
...
Chi Yan hadn't originally planned to come, but then he thought that this was, after all, the first time Shen Tangning had appeared in front of everyone since her marriage.
Moreover, he knew a little about Princess Yun'an's temperament, so after much deliberation, he still came.
As luck would have it, Chi Yan encountered Xue Qing, who had a serious expression, when he arrived. She seemed to be heading somewhere, and seeing her uneasy look, Chi Yan called out to her.
Xueqing was quite surprised to see Chi Yan: "Young Master?"
Chi Yan raised an eyebrow: "If you're not by your young lady's side, where are you planning to go?"
Xue Qing's expression changed.
Although she usually felt that her son-in-law was not very reliable, at times like this, he was the only one she could trust.
Miss had given her special instructions beforehand, so she didn't dare to make a fuss at all. Even when Miss Wen and Miss Jiang asked, she just gave them a perfunctory answer.
Not to mention making a big fuss about asking others to help with the search.
Xueqing stepped forward and said urgently in a low voice, "Young Master, assassins have entered the Princess's residence, and Miss..."
Chi Yan, unlike his usual nonchalant self, hesitated for a moment before quickly saying, "You go back first, pretend nothing happened, I'll go find the person."
Looking at his expression, Xueqing's anxious heart inexplicably calmed down.
Chi Yan happened to come along the way and stumbled upon Shen Tangning talking to the man in black.
At first, he thought Shen Tangning was being held hostage, but later he realized that she seemed to be in control, which was quite interesting.
At the same time, the assassin noticed him and immediately drew his sword, but Shen Tangning stopped him. She was only surprised to see Chi Yan for a moment, but quickly calmed down: "He is my husband and will not reveal that he has seen you."
The assassin was still suspicious, but ultimately did not delay any longer and turned to leave.
Shen Tangning ignored Chi Yan and calmly used sand to clean up the bloodstains on the ground.
Next came the arrival of the Third Prince.
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