Chapter 4

"It's settled then, see you later." She dragged Xia Zhi out the door, muttering complaints, "Am I not your junior disciple? I got my life saved for nothing, you need to help me calm down."

You do not understand the reasons behind it

I have asked those below, and in my view, it is not a significant matter. Since An Lingba has already been punished, it is better not to mention the various events that preceded it. That kind-hearted prince glanced at her and said, "In my opinion, it should not be a death sentence; rather, it should be rewarded."

It was indeed a fright that left one drenched in cold sweat. Once those guards relaxed their grip, it felt as if one had made a round in front of the King of Hell, with legs turning to jelly. After calming down, one placed a hand on the waist and said, "I have taken note of this, and next time I see the prince, I will certainly serve him well." As the carriage was about to be boarded, she hurriedly stepped forward to lift the curtain, saying, "It is hot today, Your Highness must be weary... please take care on your way."

Everyone was exclaiming their good fortune for her, saying that the Twelfth Master was a good person, a blessing in her life. In the yamen, it was rare to see high-ranking officials, as they were separated from the true Buddha by eighteen layers of heaven. While it was common to hear of princes committing murder, it was rare to hear of them saving lives. Zhang Dequan scratched his head and mumbled, "The Prince of Pure and Benevolent is not often seen; I heard he just returned from Khalkha?"

The summer solstice passed quietly, "This prince does not often venture outside, and my knowledge is limited. What, are you thinking of repaying him? He is just a man in a yellow sash, doing a good deed with a mere wave of his hand, and he might forget it in no time. If you were to bring the eight treasures of the capital to express your gratitude, the steward at the prince's residence wouldn't even let you in. You should just calm down!"

Everyone was perplexed: "How could this happen when everything was fine? Can one still speak if they have become deaf later?"

At the summer solstice, I sighed and said, "How early or late did I promise to come?"

On the streets of Heniantang, business is thriving, welcoming guests from all directions, and the news travels faster than they do. The shop assistant dusts off the counter and responds: "You don’t know? Prince Chun’s mother is the Kalkan Concubine. Although her rank is high, she is merely a figurehead. The beloved son of the old emperor and the empress dowager, the Thirteenth Prince, is the apple of their eye, a legitimate heir from two dynasties. As for the other sons, it is hard to say, they always fall short in some way. Prince Chun was granted the title of Beile at the age of thirteen and was sent to Kalkan to serve as a local lord, where he stayed for over ten years. During this time, the left wing of Kalkan secretly plotted a rebellion, but before they could act, the news leaked out. The Twelfth Prince, with his sickle, swiftly dealt with them all. Having achieved merit, he was not exiled but returned to the capital, where he was granted the title of Heshuo Prince, which brought honor to his mother.

She spoke at length, but it seemed that Prince Chun did not hear her, remaining seated with little change in expression. The bamboo-woven enclosure allowed for ventilation, providing a cool respite during the summer. The small curtain at the window fluttered in the breeze, casting scattered light upon his face and body, exuding a dignified aura that captivated the gaze.

The Seventh Prince raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, "I understand your meaning, but he has gone against my wishes"

Everyone exclaimed "Oh!" as they realized that the heat had taken its toll, and in the midst of the commotion, someone had fainted from heatstroke. They hurriedly carried the person into the Crane Year Hall, laid her on a rattan couch, and wiped her face with a cool cloth while fanning her. The staff prepared vinegar tea and fed it to her, and after much effort, she finally regained her strength. Yet, she was still preoccupied with the execution ground, struggling to point outside, saying, "I haven't finished my work yet!"

She survived the ordeal, leaving everyone else in the yamen dumbfounded, each one keeping their distance. It was only after those princes and guards turned the corner that they gathered around, craning their necks and sticking out their tongues, saying: "You really have a lucky life, go back and tell your master that tonight you should have a bowl of noodles, having picked up a life, you can live for several more decades"

All the civil and military officials are avoiding this matter, and everything has passed smoothly. In the end, you are the one who gets stained, and people say you have connections with An Lingba Wu. How does that sound when it reaches the emperor's ears?" He turned around and lifted his chin, "Release the person.

Everyone kept asking what was wrong, but he just shook his head and remained silent. The crowd scolded him, saying, "A conversation left unfinished is not human; tomorrow when your sister gives birth, let her give birth halfway and leave the other half."

Everyone was engaged in lively conversation when the shopkeeper of Helian Hall entered. He was a tall, thin old man with freckles on his cheekbones. His face was elongated, resembling a burnt pouch. He shouted at the staff, "What are you talking about? Are you tired of living? That is a prince; do you think he is just a neighbor of yours? Spreading rumors will bring trouble to the shop, and I will tear you apart! Aren't I already troubled enough? I have a whole head full of lawsuits here!"

The seasonal birds chirped joyfully on the branches, and a fluffy warmth rushed towards her. She, holding a yellow parasol, asked: "Senior brother, do you know Prince Chun? It was he who saved me today"

"You lot..." the fellow exclaimed, pointing with his finger, "A dog cannot spit out ivory! Let me tell you, you won't have the chance to verify... the Prince of Pure and Benevolent is hard of hearing! The moon has its phases, and people can be blind, mute, or lame! However, even if he cannot hear clearly, it doesn't mean he isn't clever. As long as you speak directly to him, he can still respond clearly, sentence by sentence."

Ding Yi was unable to rise due to the pressure, and with great effort, he lifted his head to see that the one speaking was another prince who had come with him

The imperial guards walked along the yellow earth path, raising a cloud of dust, their footsteps rumbling as they moved farther away. Only then did she straighten up. Following their gaze, she could only see the sky-blue canopy of the sedan chair fluttering gracefully. In such a blood-soaked place, a stream of freshness emerged out of nowhere, rare yet utterly out of place

This prince is more pleasing to the eye than the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince has a face full of arrogance, while this one has a demeanor that is not overbearing, and his brows and eyes are gentle. Some people look good when their features are combined, but when separated, they do not appear as attractive; he is different. I have often heard that the Yu Wen family produces beauties, and I thought it referred only to women, but it turns out not to be the case. Nobles and high-ranking officials, when well-raised, are worlds apart from the common folk surrounding her. She grew up in a fallen family and did not receive much education, but she enjoyed browsing through poetry collections at book stalls in her spare time. Thinking back, there is a saying that describes him well: "A person with knowledge and poetry naturally exudes elegance." He must be a learned person, and with knowledge comes a certain calmness and grace. Setting aside past grievances, I must say I am quite grateful to him at this moment; after all, being able to speak on her behalf shows that he is at least kinder than the Seventh Prince.

Geshaha is a subordinate of the master, and the master's brother has given instructions. He dared not disobey, yet he also did not dare to fully comply. He loosened his grip and hesitated while observing Hong Tao's expression. Hong Tao had just been very angry and had spoken impulsively. Upon reflection, he realized there were indeed inappropriate aspects. In truth, killing an ant is no big deal; what matters is that if the news gets out, it would not benefit him. Once the stakes were considered, the heat of anger dissipated, and he planned to go along with the flow. In truth, killing an ant is no big deal; what matters is that if the news gets out, it would not benefit him. Once the stakes were considered, the heat of anger dissipated, and he planned to go along with the flow.

She took a deep breath, suddenly feeling dizzy, wiping the sweat from her face and muttering, "You really scared me..." As she spoke, she collapsed.

"It is ninety percent," the man nodded and said, "If a child cannot hear, how can he learn to speak?"

The senior brother is indeed the senior brother, he should take a couple of sniffs, and then get on the cart he originally used to transport corpses.

The people around added fuel to the fire, describing the scene at that time, which made her feel quite embarrassed, as being held back did not look good. After all, she was a girl and truly did not want to recall it any further. After putting on her shoes, she pulled at the summer solstice and smiled, saying: "Isn't this nothing serious? No need to be so startled. Senior brother, let's go back; I need to report to Master that I am safe." After saying this, she cupped her hands in gratitude to everyone, "Thank you for your trouble; I appreciate it. Later, my senior brother will book a venue at the Little Immortal Residence to treat everyone to drinks, and I hope you all will honor us with your presence."

On the summer solstice, I pondered and gritted my teeth to say, "As long as you are alive, that is enough. I truly fear seeing you with your head severed. Just now, I passed by the cobbler's shop and agreed on a price with the old horseman; two taels of silver to stitch your head back on. Since you are not dead, this money can be used to bring good fortune, it is worth it."

Several people were busy holding her down, "If it had been done efficiently earlier, just lie still and don't move. Can't you even catch your breath after being revived? Such a trivial task can be finished in a few moments, dragging it out to this point invites trouble. He Shou Nian Tang might as well not do business anymore"

The fellow with the crooked neck smacked his lips twice, "What a pity, such a good master..."

Just like that, the Seventh Prince's finger slipped through the gap, enough for her to be reborn. Turning back to look at the Twelfth Prince, the sunlight shone on the dragon on his shoulder, the dragon's head and four claws standing there, majestic as a mountain

She relaxed, lay back down, and stared blankly at the ceiling. The earlier commotion had stirred up memories like a flood in the kitchen, bringing forth all sorts of sweet and sour recollections. Having gone through it all, she felt that living was truly not easy. It was as if she had encountered a kind-hearted person; if that twelfth prince were standing on the shore, she should have gone down to find her parents by now. In fact, she had come to terms with it; the pain of facing death was difficult, but once it passed, she felt relieved. Having experienced it, she felt that living was truly not easy. It was as if she had encountered a kind-hearted person; if that twelfth prince were standing on the shore, she should have gone down to find her parents by now. In fact, she had come to terms with it; the pain of facing death was difficult, but once it passed, she felt relieved. To be honest, dying would be better than living in this ambiguous state. If it weren't for those who often mingled with her knowing that she disliked guasha, they would have stripped her of her clothes while she was in a daze, and that would have been the end of her meal.

She did not think of any gratitude; she simply felt regret upon hearing that he had an ear ailment. When she spoke to Xia Zhi, he coughed and said, "In life, one cannot avoid obstacles and difficulties. The royal family receives salaries from the court; how can they possibly compare to us? Trading a life for a title, who would willingly bear such bloodshed? If I were given the chance to serve a prince, I would rather be deaf!"

The shopkeeper's scolding left everyone feeling disgruntled. Coincidentally, on the summer solstice, news arrived that someone was coming to fetch people. Upon entering, he slapped his thigh and lamented: "That scoundrel Yang Er called me to collect the corpses, and it scared me so much that my liver almost shattered. This trouble has fallen upon me, good heavens!" As he spoke, he rubbed his face and ears, and surprisingly, tears welled up in his eyes. "Although we often bicker, if you were to die, I would truly be reluctant to part with you."

He seemed not to be interested in her polite words. Once the matter was settled, he stepped over the raised bar and entered the carriage. Although Ding Yi hesitated, he still approached and called out, "Your Highness, thanks to you today, I have been able to save my life. Your great kindness and virtue, I will never forget. In the future, if you have any commands, I will do my utmost to repay your life-saving grace."

A prince is indeed a prince, and his imposing presence is innate. Saving you does not imply a willingness to engage with you. She found it rather uninteresting, and as the sedan chair was lifted, she could only awkwardly step aside. However, a nearby attendant responded to her, saying, "The prince is aware of this; in the future, be cautious in your actions. He may save you once, but he cannot save you a second time"

As for Prince Hongtao, he has been mentioned occasionally during casual conversations at the yamen. It is said that he has a bad temper and tends to be overly serious about everything, which is a waste of the title of the virtuous Prince.

Ding Yiyuan was still lying down when he heard this and sat up. No wonder he didn't respond when thanked earlier; it turns out this was the reason. Looking at the expression on his face, it seems he still has to ponder over it, which is quite exhausting. Good people face hardships, while bad people live carefree. Just look at that Seventh Prince; why isn't he the deaf one!

She repeatedly said, bending her waist like a shrimp, "I respectfully send off the prince"

Everyone admires that the more pressure one faces, the more capable one becomes, truly commendable

Indeed, she smiled self-deprecatingly. Her current situation was entirely due to those kinds of people, although one thing is separate from another; in any case, she did not have a favorable impression of the surname Yuwen. She was now wholly focused on saving money to go to Changbai Mountain to find her brothers. Once she found them, she would no longer be alone and helpless. Today's events were merely a common occurrence; once it passed, it would be forgotten.

"Did you not hear what Master Twelve said?" He waved his hands dismissively, signaling to let him go, but letting him off this easily was too lenient. With a cold glare, he said, "Today, consider yourself fortunate. If it weren't for Master Twelve pleading on your behalf, I would have broken your legs and arms. Next time, be more mindful. If you offend me again, be careful for your skin!"