Whether you graze one sheep or two sheep, it's the same thing.
Why not take all three of them with us and let them roam freely?
Shang Beiyu took Song Huiru to a house on a corner of East Street in Kyoto and put her down in the courtyard.
Song Huiru followed closely behind Shang Beiyu, looking around the house as she walked: although the house was not as large as the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the decorations and scenery in the garden were quite elegant and refined, not inferior to the Song Mansion.
Shang Beiyu led Song Huiru to the west wing and said, "From now on, you will live here, cultivate in peace, and don't go out and cause trouble again."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
"Your Highness!" Song Huiru quickly grabbed Shang Beiyu's hand.
Shang Beiyu frowned slightly, but didn't shake her off;
Before he was certain that she was his destined one, he needed to handle their relationship carefully, since it was a big deal and required her full cooperation.
"What is it?" Shang Beiyu asked casually, without turning to look at her.
At this point, Song Huiru had no way out and had given up on Shang Xiye, so she could only regard Shang Beiyu as her last straw.
She wrapped her arms around Shang Beiyu from behind and sobbed softly, "Huiru has gone through such a sudden and terrible ordeal, Your Highness, please stay and keep Huiru company, okay?"
Shang Beiyu was thoroughly disgusted by this fickle and easily distracted woman. He suppressed his impatience and said, "Go in."
His attitude was as cold as ever.
But Shang Beiyu's refusal rekindled hope in Song Huiru's heart!
In the west wing, more than ten maids were busy performing their respective duties.
Upon seeing Shang Beiyu and Song Huiru, they simply bowed silently to them before turning away to attend to their own business.
Song Huiru looked on with curiosity: "Them...?"
"These maids are all deaf and mute. I'll send you a few more who can obey orders later. They'll just repeat what they're supposed to do every day, so you don't need to touch them," Shang Beiyu said in a light and pleasant voice, like a delicately played musical instrument.
Song Huiru nodded in understanding and replied, "Okay."
The furnishings in the west wing are elegant yet luxurious;
From tables, chairs, and cabinets to porcelain teacups, everything was extremely valuable and of high quality, far superior to the Hui-style inn in the Ninth Prince's mansion.
The room was very clean, and even the stove for boiling tea was lit.
Song Huiru was very satisfied with the place. She curtsied to Shang Beiyu and said, "I will never forget your kindness in saving my life, Your Excellency. I will repay you in the future."
"Just call me Your Highness as before," Shang Beiyu said, sitting down at the table and reaching for the kettle to boil water and make tea.
At this moment, two deaf-mute maids automatically and consciously brought over hot water.
Another maid gently tugged at Song Huiru's clothes, pointed to the inner room, and very respectfully gestured for her to enter.
Song Huiru looked down at her disheveled appearance and then let her go.
After she went inside.
The shadow guards who used to follow Song Huiru in the Ninth Prince's mansion finally appeared.
Shang Beiyu casually waved his hand, setting up a barrier around the two of them. After listening carefully to the shadow guard's description, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "My little thing is indeed interesting. It actually came up with this ingenious plan for Shanyu Heye when Song Huiru first entered the manor."
It seems that the woman, He Ye, is quite favored by the little fellow.
"In that case, there's no need to stop her from leaving the capital. She's not someone of great importance; it's not worth making my little one sad."
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