Unparalleled Beauty

Chapter C015

At the door, there was a slight sound. 

Fusheng had just stepped inside when he saw his master holding a woman's gauze skirt in his hand, still in the posture of sniffing it lightly. He was embarrassed, frightened, and excited all at once.

"Master, Master..." Fusheng called out softly, glancing in that direction. Seeing that his master's expression was normal, he was able to relax a little.

Once his mind was at ease, his tone became much lighter. "Are you feeling better, Master? It was this servant's negligence. I dismissed everyone but forgot to close the courtyard gate. I didn't expect that Third Miss would barge in."

When Wushuang came in, Fusheng was actually watching from the west wing. He didn't have time to stop her before the master suddenly appeared and dragged the girl into the house. 

At that time, he was both scared and excited. He was afraid that the master would lose his temper and hurt her, but he was also excited because the master hadn't had even a female mosquito around him for so many years, and now he was actually dragging a girl into his room.

He thought that even if his master had fallen ill, he would not fail to recognize people and should not harm the young lady, so he suppressed the urge to go out and stop him. Later, he sneaked in to take a look and almost blushed with shame. He had actually put the young lady on the couch.

It was good to put her on the couch. Anyway, there was an engagement, and the little young lady would become the mistress soon. It was not bad to go to bed early.

Although Fusheng was a eunuch, he was a seasoned one. Moreover, he had spent many years with Prince Wei at the border, mingling with soldiers and listening to their crude jokes and stories about women. Naturally, he knew a lot.

Don't even mention that the two of them were not yet married. What did it matter if they were not married? In Fusheng's opinion, since they had slept together and had a marriage contract, she was the future princess consort, as solid as a rock.

At this moment, Fusheng's mind had already gone astray. He had long forgotten how anxious and worried he was when Prince Wei fell ill. He was so focused thinking about the master's matter that he didn't even notice the change in the man's expression. "What crooked thoughts are you thinking again, you old fool?"

Fusheng's body reacted faster than his brain, and he knelt down with a thud.

It's over! The master hasn't come back yet, is it this Lord?!

Little did he know that two people were talking in his mind at that moment. 

[Alright, you go back!]

[Are you feeling sorry for this old fool? This old fool clearly has no good intentions.] 

[Fusheng has followed me for many years and has been loyal to you and me. Back when you first appeared, if it weren't for his protection and cover…]

Although the other party didn't speak, he conveyed a very impatient mood to him, and then Prince Wei found himself back. "Get up."

Fusheng stole a glance and saw that although his master was frowning, his expression was familiar to him. His heart was immediately at ease, and he quickly got up from the ground. “Master, are you alright?” He didn’t dare ask if that Lord had left.

"It's nothing."

But Fusheng knew that it was impossible for there to be nothing wrong. If there really was nothing wrong, that Lord would not have run out.

Little did he know that Ji Yang had been intentionally released by Prince Wei. For years, he had been suffering from headaches. Although the medicine prescribed by Song You was effective, its efficacy had been decreasing over the years. 

Prince Wei also knew that taking too much medicine was actually harmful to the body, so when he could no longer bear the headache on his own, he would release Ji Yang to share the burden.

The man had originally appeared because of his headaches. At first, he had suppressed the other party's reckless behavior, which had caused him a lot of trouble.

Later, he was punished and sent to the border. It was said to be a punishment, but it was more like being exiled.

The border was bitterly cold, and the war was frequent. Although he considered himself to be quite resourceful, his martial arts were not good enough. In the military camp, if your martial arts were not good enough, no one would be convinced by you. Even if they were constrained by your status, they would only be convinced on the surface but not in their hearts. However, he did not expect that although Ji Yang acted recklessly, his martial arts were outstanding. Several times when they were in mortal danger, he stepped forward to turn the tide of the battle.

In this way, the two sides restrained and adjusted to each other. Gradually, they both realized that causing trouble at will was not beneficial to themselves. Slowly, Prince Wei's control became less strict.

After all, the two shared a body and had the same goal. Many times, their minds were connected. They could not suppress or eliminate each other, so they could only coexist.

Thinking of this, Prince Wei shifted his gaze to the gauze skirt in his hand.

“How did she barge in here?”

It was no wonder that Fusheng had been able to stay by Prince Wei's side for so many years. No one could surpass him in terms of being thoughtful and attentive in handling matters. "Speaking of this matter, it is also related to the master's orders."

When Wushuang had just barged in, Fusheng had already sent someone to investigate, and naturally discovered that the two groups of people had overlapped.

Previously, he had sent someone to deal with the housekeeper granny, but when they went, the housekeeper granny had just fainted in her room. The person he sent didn't think much of it and took her away, and also arranged the scene to make it look like she had escaped on her own.

However, he never expected that the old woman had been knocked unconscious by the Third Miss's people.

The reason she had barged in here was because she had not found the old woman and had taken the wrong path when she returned. Steward Chen and Meifang's actions could be concealed from others, but they could not be concealed from Fusheng, who had arranged this place to be as secure as an iron bucket because Prince Wei was living here.

When the two events were combined, the result was obvious. "I didn't expect her to be so bold," Prince Wei said with an ambiguous tone.

Fusheng glanced at his master's expression, wondering if his master thought that Third Miss was too cunning and ruthless. 

It should be known that men in the world, especially those with power and influence, could allow a large number of big concubines and little concubines in their backyards, but they did not like their wives and concubines to fight for favor, nor did they like women with deep scheming and vicious methods. But they didn't think about it, that if they hadn't created that kind of environment, the women wouldn't be able to fight even if they wanted to.

The imperial palace was the best example. 

Fusheng thought for a moment and said a few fair words: "This Third Miss is also pitiful. Her blood relatives are all gone, and the people around her are all unreliable. If she hadn't been forced too much, why would she have hastily buried her old lady? I heard that this Third Miss is timid and taciturn by nature, so she must have been bullied a lot in the past."

Prince Wei glanced at him, wondering what this servant had thought of again. He did not think any method was too cruel. For someone who was born in the palace and had been on the battlefield, no matter how cruel the method was, it was not worth raising an eyebrow. 

He was just surprised by her audacity, especially before—

She not only wasn't afraid of 'him', but she also tried to comfort 'him' and used acupressure to relieve his pain.

There were actually many doubts about this, such as why wasn't she afraid, wasn't it said that she was cowardly and timid? Why did a girl still in her boudoir know acupressure?

However, Wushuang's background was clean, and Prince Wei only thought that she had sensed the danger and acted that way to protect herself. As for the massage technique, perhaps she had learned it to please her elders?

He also thought that he had not been to the manor for a few days, and he had already seen so many things that were not reassuring about the Mei family. Prince Wei said, "Have someone watch her and keep an eye on the Marquis Changyang's mansion."

He had not paid attention to it before because he was far away. Now that he had returned to the capital, and once the imperial edict for the marriage was issued, this young lady would be his person, so he naturally had to look after her.

Especially——

Prince Wei glanced at the dress again.

"Throw the old woman's body to them, so they won't have to search everywhere." 

Fusheng's expression became strange for a moment. When had his master ever cared about such trivial matters? But then he thought again that the person in question was different after all, so he quickly agreed and happily went off to make arrangements.

***

On the other side, when Wushuang returned, Xiaohong almost went crazy with worry.

She had followed her Miss's instructions and gone to the other servants' rooms to look for Nanny Zhao, but to no avail. When she returned, she did not see her Miss, who should have been back long ago.

Fearing that others would notice, she did not dare to search openly. She could only search the path she had taken back twice. Just when she was considering whether to search again, Wushuang returned. “Miss, where did you go?”

Wushuang did not dare to say that she had run into Ji Yang by chance, and had been dragged into the room and thrown onto the couch, and had finally managed to run back. 

“I went to the small courtyard where my grandmother used to live.”

Xiaohong didn't ask Wushuang why she went out in the dark and slippery road. It was either because of nostalgia or other reasons that she shouldn't know. As long as she came back, it was fine. 

"Has Meifang come back?"

Xiaohong shook her head and said, "Those people have turned off the lights and gone to bed. Nanny Zhao should not be in their room." Even if she was, it would be impossible to wake everyone up to search for her at this hour. What they were doing could not be known by others. They could only wait until everyone was up the next day and then take the opportunity to investigate.

Of course, the best outcome would be if Meifang and Steward Chen could catch the person. Otherwise, they would have more work to do tomorrow. Both of them understood this. Now, they could only wait for Meifang. Only after Meifang returned could they plan their next move. Wushuang had already been running a fever. Just now, she had been frightened and exhausted, so she was feeling even worse now.

Xiaohong saw that her face was flushed and said, "Miss, should this servant go find someone to ask if there is a doctor nearby?" 

Wushuang shook her head and said, "Where would there be a doctor in this place at this time? Besides, Steward Chen and Meifang are still out running errands, so let's not create any more trouble. Go pour some hot water, and I'll drink some and sleep for a while. I'll probably be fine then."

In fact, Wushuang still had something on her mind. She was afraid that Xiaohong would see that her skirt was gone, so she wanted to send her away.

After Xiaohong went out, she quickly took off her cloak and outer clothes and went to bed, but her mind kept going back to what had just happened.

She had met Ji Yang in her previous life after he had ascended to the throne. She had not expected to run into him so soon this time. She wondered if he would be furious when he woke up and found out that she had run away while he was sleeping. 

She also thought that since she had not broken off the engagement this time and had not caused him to lose face, he should not retaliate against her.

In her previous life, Wushuang had schemed to arrange her own marriage to Zhao Jianzhi. At the time, the incident had caused a great deal of commotion. Not only did the Duke Zhao's and Marquis Changyang's mansions lost face, but another person had also been humiliated: Prince Wei, who had just returned to the capital.

Even before Wushuang had learned of Ji Yang's illness, she had always believed that Ji Yang had treated her so poorly was a way of getting revenge for her breaking off their engagement and marrying someone else.

At this time, the two of them had no grudges, and she had not broken off the engagement, so he should not hate her. On the contrary, he had frightened her and taken liberties with her, so this should be his fault.

But Wushuang also knew that it was useless to reason with Ji Yang. If he wanted to be angry, there was nothing she could do about it.

After drinking the hot water, Wushuang fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, she woke up for a while when Meifang returned.

Meifang and Steward Chen did not find Nanny Zhao. Just in case, they took some men with them and followed the road from the manor to the official road for a long distance. They even turned around and searched the nearby area, but they still did not find her.

The rain had just stopped, and the ground outside was muddy. When Meifang returned, she looked like a mud figurine.

No matter how anxious Wushuang felt, her head was now burning and groggy, and she had no energy to say anything more. She only had time to tell Xiaohong and the others to pay attention to the houses where the servants of the Marquis's mansion lived the next morning, and then she fell into a deep sleep again.

Author's Note:

In order to facilitate the distinction, it is Prince Wei when he is normal, and Ji Yang when his other personality comes out. The heroine also differentiates in this way when she mentions each other. In fact, you should be able to see it in the text, but I’ll just remind you.