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At this moment, a spectacular and powerful fight finally came to an end with Ziyan.
The two burly men who had been dealt with by Ziyan were now completely deflated, no longer wearing the expressions of schadenfreude they had at the beginning, eagerly waiting to see her in trouble.
Now, they were staring at each other in silence, neither willing to speak nor showing any friendly faces.
Ziyan took all of this in with a disdainful glance, sweeping her eyes over them before striding confidently towards the dormitory of the Clerks in the Courtyard.
She wanted to check on the condition of that person's injuries.
Before long, Ziyan re-entered the room and saw a particularly young Clerk watching over and taking care of Nangong Yu.
Earlier, the handsome man who had been hiding on the edge of the beam saw that Ziyan had left without serious injury. In an instant, he leaped away from the Drunken Immortal Residence, put on his Golden Mask again, and jumped into a narrow alley, quickly blending into the crowd.
By this point in the story, everyone must have guessed this person's identity.
Indeed, this person was Ling Yuxuan, the Demonically Charming Man. Why did he recklessly come to the Drunken Immortal Residence? It was simply because he had received a notification from Mo Ziyu: Ziyan had unexpectedly fainted.
Thus, he anxiously came alone, risking exposure of his identity to reach the Drunken Immortal Residence. He originally intended to sneak into the room to investigate but found that Ziyan quickly regained consciousness.
What followed was a rather speechless duel between two rivals. The reason for their conflict was still unclear to Ziyan, but Ling Yuxuan saw through it all.
Both of them harbored covetous feelings for his Beloved Child.
In the end, seeing those two fools rendered speechless by his Beloved Child, Ling Yuxuan felt quite pleased with this outcome. At the same time, he was greatly relieved.
Since his Beloved Child was fine, he decided not to linger any longer because his master Qin Ming and Old Man Mo were still waiting for him to discuss important matters.
Courtyard.
In the common room of the Clerk's inn, Ziyan carefully watched the illegitimate son of the neighboring kingdom's princess, Nangong Yu, who had yet to awaken.
After staring for a long time and waiting patiently, seeing that Nangong Yu still showed no signs of waking up, Ziyan finally felt bored and stepped out.
At the same time, just as Ziyan reached the door, he ran into two rather sullen-faced individuals: Xiang Wang Lingfeng and Head Innkeeper Qi Yu.
Ziyan quickly shot a disdainful glance at the two handsome but foolish men before him. Then, addressing Lu Yuan and the others who were following behind them, he instructed, "Second Elder has traveled a long way; let him rest here for a few days. Tonight, bring everyone to Zi Family Spiced Braise. Thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader; I am very satisfied. I will treat you all to a delicious meal of Braised Meat to welcome you."
"Uh? Yes, thank you, Sect Leader," Lu Yuan finally caught Ziyan's attention and felt a sense of relief.
Immediately after, Ziyan turned around and headed toward the front hall.
As he passed through the front hall and walked out the main door, he suddenly remembered something rather frustrating: he had been sitting in Xiang Wang Lingfeng's carriage all along.
Now that his host was left far behind, how could he possibly climb into his carriage and order the coachman to take him back to Zi Family Spiced Braise?
Ziyan had no choice but to stop and observe the bustling crowd on the street. However, he was certain that those foolish men would come looking for him soon. Just as he had only taken a brief moment to enjoy the scenery, he heard hurried footsteps approaching from behind.
Ziyan did not turn around but continued pretending to admire the view.
"Hey, Yan'er, are you going somewhere without me?" came Xiang Wang Lingfeng's anxious voice.
"Do you think the streets of this capital are always this lively?" Ziyan replied nonchalantly, turning back to Lingfeng with a question that didn't answer his own.
"Uh? Ah—pretty much," Xiang Wang Lingfeng responded slowly.
"Oh! The capital is indeed great! So many people and so lively." At this point, Ziyan paused for a moment before continuing, "Let's borrow Prince's carriage and have the prince escort me back to our Zi Family Spiced Braise."
Although Ziyan knew that staying at the Inner Courtyard of Drunken Immortal Residence was more spacious and comfortable than the third floor of Zi Family Spiced Braise, she still preferred returning to her own establishment. After all, it bore her surname, Zi, making it her stronghold.
Along the way, there was not much communication. Although Xiang Wang Lingfeng tried to initiate conversation several times while sitting in the same carriage, Ziyan remained silent, as her mind began to wander elsewhere.
The items from Chu County had already been gathered, but it was uncertain whether there would be any other changes in the palace.
Yesterday, that Supreme One had revealed an astonishing secret to her. Moreover, he had entrusted her with the task of assisting them in allowing Ling Yuxuan to return to his family. What a heavy burden that was!
However, from a certain perspective, Ziyan certainly hoped that all of this was true; this way, Ling Yuxuan's so-called great vendetta would no longer exist.
Although he would feel heartache for a while because of it, at least there would be no more tragic events where one party sought the blood of another or even paid with their life. That could be considered a good thing!
Since Ziyan had left the martial world, she had inquired about many ordinary citizens and those around her. The people unanimously praised Ling Zhiyuan for his governance as a ruler.
Therefore, since the country was peaceful and the people were safe, he could be regarded as a good emperor who had won the people's support.
Ziyan felt conflicted: if a situation arose between Ling Yuxuan and such a good emperor where it was either one of them must die, it would be a loss for both parties, not to mention!
If this led to unrest in the court and chaos in state affairs, the ones who would suffer the most would naturally be the common people. Wouldn't that be committing a sin?
The carriage moved swiftly along the road while Ziyan remained lost in her thoughts.
Before she knew it, they had returned to the entrance of Zi Family Spiced Braise.
Just as Ziyan was still in a daze, the curtain of the carriage door was lifted from outside, and Yang Xiaodie’s head suddenly appeared in Ziyan's line of sight.
"Is the Master back?" Yang Xiaodie exclaimed joyfully as she reached out to take Ziyan's hand.
Only then did Ziyan snap back to reality and follow Yang Xiaodie's lead as she got out of the carriage.
Meanwhile, Xiang Wang Lingfeng sat inside the carriage with a gloomy expression. If it weren't for Yang Xiaodie's sudden appearance, he had intended to take Ziyan's small hand again and help her down from the carriage.
"Your Highness, are we heading back to the palace or...?" After being lost in thought for a long time, Ling Feng finally snapped back to reality at the call of his coachman.
Although he felt somewhat displeased, he didn't want to show it. So, he waved his hand dismissively and stepped off the carriage with a cold expression, striding toward the main gate.
When he reached the third floor again and arrived at Ziyan's door, he saw a maid named Yang Xiaodie, who immediately broke into a sly smile upon seeing him. Ling Feng's eyes widened in surprise as he glared at the two girls in front of him. Ziyan remained silent but was aware that her maid Yang Xiaodie had previously been deliberately antagonizing Xiang Wang Lingfeng, intending to make him suffer a setback.
However, if she didn't let him experience a few more setbacks, she feared he might resort to his old tricks and harbor ulterior motives toward her.
In an instant, she found herself quite impressed by her maid Yang Xiaodie's cleverness.
The next moment, she thought: Why not? For now, let's treat him like he's invisible. She then winked at Yang Xiaodie in encouragement right in front of Xiang Wang Lingfeng.
Immediately, Xiang Wang Lingfeng was infuriated, radiating an icy aura all around him. He slammed his sword down heavily onto the table in Ziyan's room with a loud clang.
"Oh dear, Your Highness the King of Xiang—who has been so bold as to make our Prince this angry?" Ziyan feigned surprise and asked loudly.
"Uh? The maid doesn't know. My lady, you chat with His Highness; I'll go downstairs to brew some tea for you both." With that, Yang Xiaodie turned and made a hasty exit.
Ziyan watched her maid's panicked retreat and then glanced at Ling Feng's cold face, which resembled dark iron. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and stifle a laugh.
After a while, Xiang Wang Lingfeng finally spoke again: "Have you laughed enough?"
"Uh? Yes, I've laughed enough." Ziyan replied honestly and stopped giggling.
"I see your courage is growing bolder. Not only do you disregard This King, but now even your maid does as well. Hmph!"
"Alright, alright, I admit my mistake. Your Highness shouldn't hold it against us little girls!" Ziyan replied defiantly.
"Hmph! Only women and petty people are hard to raise. This King is truly infuriated."
Ling Feng snorted again, his nostrils flaring as if he were extremely upset.
"Tch, is a real man so petty?"
Seeing that her words couldn't persuade him, Ziyan decided to leave him to stew in his anger for a while longer.
During this time, Ziyan genuinely felt a bit thirsty. Did that damned Maid really fear this Xiang Wang? She didn't even dare to bring the tea.
Ziyan secretly grumbled to herself and then called out at the door, "Maid Yang Xiaodie, hurry and bring the tea."
As soon as Ziyan's words left her mouth, Yang Xiaodie immediately poked her head out from the staircase and stood up straight, then quickly walked over with the tea.
Ziyan suddenly realized: it turned out that this maid had already brewed the tea; she was probably just a bit apprehensive, so she had been waiting at the staircase for Ziyan to call her.
Looking at Yang Xiaodie's flushed and nervous face, Ziyan couldn't help but chuckle, shaking her head as she said, "Now you know fear and worry about angering that lord. Why did you provoke him in the first place?"
After laughing and speaking, Ziyan directly took the tray from her hands and turned back to the table. She first poured tea for that lord, then filled a cup for herself, and finally raised her cup and drank all the tea in one go.
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