Ensuring a Peaceful Slumber for the Ninth Prince

The man’s countenance was unparalleled, with exquisitely refined features.

His pitch-black eyes slightly lifted, emanating a coldness.

Even if he couldn’t walk, just sitting there exuded an air of elegance and nobility, akin to a beautiful orchid or a serene moonlit night, indescribably dignified and refined.

“Is that so?” Ye Siheng’s thin lips parted slightly.

Nanli's expression stiffened.

Could it be? Was he able to hear even from such a distance with his keen ears?

However, the attendant by Ye Siheng’s side was already furious: “How dare you insult our master!”

With a wave of his hand, the attendant immediately shot out two hidden weapons.

The blades were swift as the wind.

Chu Shuo’s heart leaped to his throat, thinking that he was truly in for a stroke of bad luck tonight.

The person beside him had unknowingly thrown something, and with a clatter, the hidden weapons changed their trajectory, embedding themselves three inches deep into a pillar.

At the same time, two copper coins fell to the ground.

But Ye Siheng also waved his sleeve, attempting to intercept the hidden weapons.

Nanli reacted quickly, pulling Chu Shuo to the side, and the force landed on the wall, leaving a light but visible mark. Nanli's bright eyes filled with anger.

“I didn’t say anything wrong, was it necessary to resort to such violence?”

“The second young master of Chu pays respects to Your Highness! I beg Your Highness's forgiveness. This is my younger sister. She has been living in a remote village and is ignorant of the rules.”

Chu Shuo knelt down with a thud, tugging at Nanli's sleeve.

The person before their eyes was none other than the current Ninth Prince, highly respected by the current emperor, the Ninth Imperial Uncle!

Nanli was taken aback.

The Ninth Prince, Ye Siheng? She had heard of his remarkable achievements from Qing Xu.

He was the veritable War God of Mu Country, leading five thousand soldiers to launch a surprise attack on the enemy’s main camp, taking the head of the enemy general and shaking the world with a single battle.

Subsequently, he reorganized the defense of the northern border, establishing the Zhenbei Army, and was deeply loved by the people. However, the court feared him because he could easily decide their fate with just a word.

When the previous emperor passed away, everyone thought he would seize the throne, but he had no interest in it, allowing the crown prince to ascend.

However, a year ago, he was poisoned in both legs in the northern border. Since then, he had been unable to walk and had to sit on a wheelchair wherever he went.

How strange! He had a face of wealth and prosperity, yet he exuded an aura of death, like a dying patient.

The attendant glanced at the copper coins on the ground, squinting his eyes as if he wanted to draw his sword.

“So, it’s the second young master of the Chu family. Your younger sister has been taught a lesson, and she will know her manners from now on,” Ye Siheng reprimanded.

“Qing Feng, stop it,” Ye Siheng spoke up, “There’s no need to trouble a young girl.”

Indeed, she hadn’t said anything wrong.

He had shed too much blood, and those close to him either died or were injured.

Only Qing Feng had the fortune to serve him up close.

Qing Feng secretly thought that a young girl who could block his hidden weapons with two copper coins must have some skills.

But since the master had spoken, he would not disobey: “Yes, Your Highness.”

Chu Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the Ninth Prince, and then stood up with the help of Nanli.

Nanli raised an eyebrow. Being a master was indeed much more magnanimous than being a subordinate.

The peace and prosperity of Mu Country relied on this man. If he could live a little longer, the people would suffer a little less.

With this in mind, she took out a talisman and tossed it downstairs. “I offended the Your Highness just now. Take this as my apology. Carrying this talisman close to you will alleviate the pain in your legs, allowing Your Highness to sleep peacefully.”

The talisman landed perfectly in Ye Siheng’s palm.

He paused for a moment, then looked up and found that the Chu siblings had already returned to their quarters.

The inn had a room reserved exclusively for him, as his wheelchair could not be pushed up to the second floor.

After Qing Feng had attended to Ye Siheng’s grooming, he noticed the yellow talisman on the table, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, tempted to tear it to shreds.

Ye Siheng, under the glow of the candlelight, looked at the official document and suddenly spoke, “Place it in my personal sachet of fragrances.”

A vision of the girl’s clear and bright eyes flashed through his mind, stirring an inexplicable sense of trust within him.

Qing Feng furrowed his brow, “Does Your Highness truly believe in that girl? Can she possibly surpass the renowned Taoist Qing Xu?”

Since the Prince got an injury on his leg, the wound had always been a piercing pain during the night.

No matter what medicine was used, it couldn’t alleviate his agony, causing him to be sleepless at night.

However, a month ago, the Prince obtained a calming talisman by chance, which miraculously subdued the pain in his leg.

They discovered that this talisman was from Xuanyue Temple, drawn by the Taoist Qing Xu.

The calming talisman only lasted for a month, and now that the cinnabar had faded, they hurriedly left the city, intending to seek the talisman from Xuanyue Temple and ask the Taoist Qing Xu to examine the Prince’s leg injury.

“Her words were accurate, perhaps she does possess some ability,” Ye Siheng’s gaze was deep.

After all, his situation couldn’t possibly worsen.

Late into the night, he lay down to sleep, expecting to once again suffer from pain and insomnia.

However, to his surprise, when he opened his eyes again, the sun was already high in the sky.

It wasn’t just him, even Qing Feng wore a look of astonishment.

“Your Highness, you fell asleep last night. Aren’t your legs in pain?”

Ye Siheng shook his head gently, “No.”

Just as the young girl had said, he had a good night’s sleep and now felt energized.

His eyes gleamed as he took out the yellow talisman from the sachet.

Upon observing it, although he couldn’t understand the runic patterns, the brushstrokes were identical to what he had seen before.

It was exactly the the calming talisman!

“Could it be that she is the Taoist Qing Xu’s direct disciple?” Ye Siheng speculated. …

At this moment, the “direct disciple” Nanli sneezed.

“Little sister, are you not feeling well?” Chu Shuo handed her a handkerchief.

“I’m fine.” Nanli wiped her nose with the handkerchief.

“Thank you, second brother.” Since she shattered the jade pendant that day, Chu Shuo had changed his arrogant and impatient attitude, caring for and looking after her, even insisting on sharing the same carriage to discuss the situation at the An'yang Marquis Mansion.

After some chatting, Nanli was informed that their grandmother was in good health. And there were two branches in the An'yang Marquis Mansion.

Her father, the An'yang Marquis, belonged to the main branch. In addition to being valiant and skilled in battle, he had another advantage, which was his ability to father many children. She and her eldest brother were born to the legitimate wife, while the other four brothers were born to concubines. There was also a Madam Chen who was seven months pregnant.

“My father has a total of four concubines. Is this what you call 'strict family principles'?”

Nanli sarcastically commented. Chu Shuo tilted his head, somewhat puzzled, “Before my father married Mother, he indeed didn’t have any concubines. Father waited until Mother gave birth to the eldest son before taking concubines, and most of them was arranged by Mother.”

“Well, my birth mother is truly magnanimous.” As a modern person, Nanli couldn’t accept it.

“Isn’t it normal for the legitimate wife to arrange these matters and expand the family?”

Chu Shuo added, “Little sister, after you get married, you can’t be so jealous.”

Nanli couldn’t argue with an ancient person who was blinded by these feudal ideas, so she changed the topic.

Fortunately, in the evening, they finally arrived in the capital.

Nanli breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the towering city walls and the two words “Jing City” at the city gate, causing the corners of her mouth to lift.

Once she found the Seven-Star Spirit Pearl, she would live freely and happily on her own, so why bother marrying anyone.

Suddenly, their carriage was stopped by someone.

It was a servant from the Marquis Mansion.

He trembled as he spoke, “second young master, Sixth Miss, please return to the residence quickly. The Old Lady… the Old Lady is in critical condition!”