The State Preceptor was knocked into a big tree. His vision darkened and he fainted.
Shadow Thirteen tightened the reins, stopped the carriage, and used his qinggong to fish him out. The State Preceptor was already unrecognizable. Shadow Thirteen only recognized him after a long time. “Could it be… the Nanzhao State Preceptor?” What had the State Preceptor experienced today…
“Young Master.” Shadow Thirteen looked at the carriage.
In the carriage, Yan Jiuchao said indifferently, “To the courtyard at the back of the mountain.”
“Yes.”
Shadow Thirteen threw the State Preceptor into the carriage. His young master was obsessed with cleanliness and naturally could not tolerate sitting with him. He could only let him lie in the outer carriage seat for a while.
After a few knocks on the seat outside, the State Preceptor’s face became even more unsightly.
Yan Jiuchao’s courtyard was only for the sake of peace and quiet. It was deep in the forest and he only stayed there three to four times a year. However, loyal servants would go to clean it every few days, so it was considered elegant and clean.
There was nothing major tonight. Yan Jiuchao had plenty of time to waste with the State Preceptor.
The room was a little hot. The servants placed the small table under the porch. The night wind blew slowly, bringing with it a trace of coldness from the forest. The snow-white little fox secretly followed over. At this moment, it was obediently lying by Yan Jiuchao’s feet, waving its claws at the mosquitoes that bit it.
Shadow Six went to investigate the State Preceptor’s encounter. Wang Mazi and Madam Liu’s Erya said she had seen that man. The other party even asked her where the Yu family was with candy. She ran away and ignored him. Shadow Six went straight to the third branch of the Yu family. Little Bruiser told Shadow Six that an elder had indeed come and asked about his parents before letting Brother Qing Yan take him away.
“Are you talking about a man who’s so tall, so thin, and about the same age as Uncle Yu?” Qing Yan asked.
“Exactly,” Shadow Six said.
Qing Yan pondered for a while and said half-truthfully, “There was such a person. He came to look for Mrs. Yu for business. Mrs. Yu was digging wild vegetables in the back of the mountain, so I brought him there. Who knew that the mountain path was not easy to walk? He fell and knocked his head until he fainted. I brought him home and planned to send him out of the village when he woke up. Who knew that he left without a word when he woke up?”
Qing Yan did not know what had happened to the State Preceptor. In short, the State Preceptor was still human when he fainted in the room.
Shadow Six reported the news he had obtained to Yan Jiuchao. “The Mrs. Yu the State Preceptor mentioned should be the Third Madam, but Qing Yan mistakenly thought it was the First Madam, so he brought him to the back of the mountain. In the end, he fell and fainted.”
Yan Jiuchao snorted indifferently. “Did they really misunderstand the State Preceptor’s intentions, or did they deliberately lure the State Preceptor to see Aunt? I’m afraid only they know the truth.”
“Young Master, you mean… they secretly helped Mrs. Yu? Why did they do that? Do they know the State Preceptor? Do they know Third Mrs. Yu? Or…” Shadow Six was too puzzled.
Yan Jiuchao took a sip of tea and said, “As long as they don’t have any ill intentions towards the people of Lotus Flower Village, there’s no need to ask about their background.”
“Yes,” Shadow Six agreed.
Shadow Six was full of admiration for his Young Master’s magnanimity. If it were him, he would definitely find out the truth if there was something he did not understand. However, his Young Master could suppress his curiosity and give the other party enough freedom and respect.
This temperament was indeed extraordinary.
“What does Young Master plan to do with him?” Shadow Thirteen asked.
Yan Jiuchao snorted. “It’ll be a disaster if we keep him. We might as well go all out and kill him.”
“Please spare his life!”
As soon as Yan Jiuchao finished speaking, a black shadow flashed over. Shadow Thirteen stood in front of Yan Jiuchao and coldly pulled out his sword. Just as he was about to attack, Yan Jiuchao said indifferently, “Thirteen.”
Shadow Thirteen’s move stopped. Shadow Six walked to his side and stared at him covetously. The person turned in the air and elegantly landed in the courtyard filled with gardenias. The little snow fox widened its eyes warily and bared its teeth at him.
The person holding the folding fan cupped his hands and bowed to Yan Jiuchao. “Princely Heir Yan.”
Yan Jiuchao picked up his cup. “Bai Xiaosheng.”
Shadow Thirteen and Shadow Six were stunned. This ugly man with a face full of stubble was actually the famous Bai Xiaosheng of the pugilistic world. It was rumored that Bai Xiaosheng had a thousand masks, and no one could see his true face, so this was not his true appearance.
Strange, why would he be here?
Bai Xiaosheng was also puzzled, but what he found strange was not the same thing as the two of them. He smiled and took a few steps forward. “How did you know it was me, Princely Heir Yan? The two of us have never seen each other before. Even if we have, it shouldn’t be this face. This is the first time I’ve used this face.”
