Chuzheng returned to the mansion and heard that Zhen Rou had thrown quite a tantrum in her own courtyard, leaving everyone in the mansion on edge.
"Miss, that person may complain to His Majesty again."
Ying Xiang hung up Chuzheng’s cloak, somewhat worried.
"What’s there to be afraid of? At worst, we’ll separate." Chuzheng was fearless.
Ying Xiang: "..."
"Miss, are you serious?" Ying Xiang couldn’t help but say. This man can have multiple wives without much impact, but it’s different for a girl...
After separating, who would dare to marry her?
Even if someone is willing, her status would be much lower.
"Do I look like I’m joking?" Chuzheng pointed to her serious little face.
"..."
She really didn’t look like she was joking.
"But Miss, are you really willing to let go?" That’s someone you insisted on marrying despite the adults’ objections. Are you giving up just like that?
"What’s there to be unwilling to let go? It’s not my Good Person Card."
Ying Xiang couldn’t tell if her Miss was being serious or just pretending to be carefree.
Chuzheng was waiting for Changsun Hang to come and make trouble for her.
Then she would have a legitimate reason to mess with him once.
But Changsun Hang didn’t come!
Chuzheng was so annoyed she didn’t eat.
"Miss..." Ying Xiang hurried in.
Chuzheng opened her eyes from the rocking chair, somewhat expectant: "Did Changsun Hang come?"
"..." Weren’t you just saying you don’t care about the Third Prince?! "No... actually, someone from the adults sent a person over, saying it’s to be your guardian."
Chuzheng: "..."
Chuzheng coldly rejected: "No need."
[Miss, it’s suggested you take a look though.] The King’s Account gently advised.
Chuzheng: "!!!"
The Bastard definitely wouldn’t ask her to take a look for no reason!!
Ying Xiang didn’t think much of Chuzheng’s refusal.
In the past, whenever the adults sent someone, Miss would reject them.
Ying Xiang was about to go out and send the person back when she heard her Miss’s slightly subdued voice from behind: "Call them in first."
"Ah?" Ying Xiang was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "I will do it right away."
Just as remembered in that scene.
But the original person refused, and didn’t even see the person.
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The man in dark clothes followed Ying Xiang into the room and stood at the door, very aware of his manners without stepping forward.
He slightly lowered his head, his figure tall and his back straight like the pine bamboo standing there.
Holding a sword in his hand, he carried a hint of the martial world air.
Chuzheng trembled inside, asking the King’s Account, "Is he the assassin from that night?"
The more she looked, the more familiar he seemed.
[Miss, yes.] The King’s Account, eager for excitement, confirmed.
Chuzheng: "..."
Heh.
The man cupped his fist: "Shi Yi greets Miss."
The man’s voice was pressed slightly low, but still clear and pleasant.
His lowered sight could see a section of the pale blue-green hem entangled on the ground, embroidered shoes peeking from underneath.
"Raise your head."
The clear, cold voice suddenly sounded, and the man hesitated slightly before replying respectfully: "I wouldn’t dare offend Miss."
Chuzheng’s face was indifferent: "Not listening to me is offending."
"..."
"When Miss tells you to raise your head, you raise your head. Why so many words?" Ying Xiang reminded quietly from the side: "Don’t make Miss angry."
Shi Yi frowned, eventually giving up the resistance and raised his head.
The moment he raised his head, the room seemed to lose its luster.
The man possessed a face that made even women jealous. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe him with fair complexion and stunning looks, though lacking the distinctive feminine softness, he carried the youthful martial world air, like a graceful young man stepping out of a painting.
Shi Yi stared at Chuzheng, expecting her to show some mesmerized expression like others.
Unfortunately, she didn’t.
The woman lazily and casually reclined in the rocking chair, her cold gaze scanned him briefly then moved away.
Some people appeared calm on the surface, yet were internally overwhelmed as if a barrage of thoughts repeatedly passed their mind.
Maybe the Good Person Card didn’t see me clearly that night?
One should maintain a bit of optimism.
Relax!
Stay composed!
Shi Yi vividly remembered Chuzheng’s face.
Chuzheng, having completed a mental preparation, seriously inquired: "Did my brother send you?"
Yann Qin had gone mad?
Sending such a guardian for her?
Not afraid his sister might stir up something?
Such a person...
Provoking desire!!
Shi Yi lowered his head, respectfully replied: "Yes, the master sent me to protect you."
"You are male, is it convenient for you to come and go here?" Male disguised as female could be tried!
[...] You really can’t imagine what kind of things inconsistent with socialism core values one with an ostensibly serious demeanor might be thinking.
Shi Yi: "Rest assured, Miss, I will not reveal myself in front of others, no one will discover me."
"..."
Chuzheng was silent for a moment: "You can stay."
Shi Yi felt neither joy nor sadness: "Yes."
Ying Xiang was the first to settle Shi Yi, thankfully Chuzheng had previously dismissed a number of people, leaving their courtyard less crowded.
After seeing to the arrangements, Ying Xiang hurried back: "Miss, are you really going to keep him?"
"Otherwise?"
"But he’s a man?" She had informed Miss earlier, assuming Miss would disagree.
Chuzheng’s serious face: "Brother’s goodwill is hard to refuse."
Ying Xiang: "..."
Do you truly believe that?
Who was it that refused the master so many times before?
And what’s with the master...?
Why send such a man to guard Miss, if discovered, what will happen to Miss’s reputation?
Unable to alter Chuzheng’s decision, Ying Xiang could only worriedly remind her.
"Miss, maintain your distance from him..." That guardian is truly handsome.
In front of him, the Third Prince is a nothing.
Miss, you must restrain yourself!
"Negative distance?"
"What negative distance?" Ying Xiang, not understanding, asked in confusion.
"Nothing."
Ying Xiang scratched her head: "Miss, I’ll warm up some dishes for you, will you eat a bit?"
"Mm."
Finally in the mood to eat!
Ying Xiang hurried off to the small kitchen, only to run into the fair-skinned, handsome guardian in the corridor.
Ying Xiang glanced around to ensure no one was around, then quickly approached: "Um... what are you doing here?"
Shi Yi: "Checking the surroundings."
"Don’t let anyone spot you." Ying Xiang paused: "Nobody saw you coming, did they?"
Earlier she thought he’d be sent back, thus she didn’t think much; even if seen, it was no issue since he hadn’t entered the courtyard.
Now that he was staying, Ying Xiang was nervous.
"No," Shi Yi replied.
"Good." Ying Xiang didn’t understand the masters’ intentions, so she could only advise the guardian: "Miss is the Prince’s Consort, you really have to hide well!!"
Otherwise, there will be trouble!
Shi Yi nodded, with an impassive expression, bypassed Ying Xiang.
Ying Xiang: "???"
The person sent by the master shouldn’t have any problem.
Ying Xiang shook her head and hurried to the kitchen to prepare Chuzheng’s meal.