mtlumby2d Chapter 115 Decent
Chapter 115 Decent
The woman froze for a moment, then realized the meaning behind his words. Images flashed through her mind, and her ears suddenly felt hot.
"you......"
Seeing Su Fuying's anger, Lu Yanxiu immediately changed the subject, "Should those things be sent over to you?"
......
Thinking of that stack of yellowed things, he immediately smelled that odor again and said with disgust, "Burn it."
"If you leave it with me, aren't you afraid I'll steal it?"
The man didn't stop walking, and spoke casually, as if he were just asking a casual question.
"you will not!"
Su Fuying spoke with absolute certainty. In her view, this man was arrogant and conceited, and those things were of dubious origin. No matter how good they were, he would disdain them.
Lu Yanxiu chuckled twice and remained silent the whole way, soon arriving at the Princess's residence.
After taking a few steps inside, Su Fuying suddenly remembered something, turned her head and asked, "Do you want to be called Lu Yanxiu or Regent from now on?"
"what ever."
Upon hearing this, the man's lips curled slightly, a low chuckle blooming on his lips, his voice deep and magnetic.
"hiss."
Su Fuying felt like she had seen a ghost today; seeing him smile gave her goosebumps all over.
He rubbed his arm, turned around, and left quickly, only feeling relieved when the burning gaze behind him disappeared.
Back in the room, everything on the bed was brand new. Su Fuying collapsed onto the bed and covered her head with the blanket.
"It's really sick."
She mumbled to herself, and drowsiness gradually crept in.
The moonlight, like a wash, shone on the quiet street. A tall, upright man stood there silently, like a statue.
The mansion's doors were tightly shut, with only a faint light shining through the windows. The man's gaze pierced through the closed doors, as if trying to uncover the secrets hidden within the deep courtyard.
His eyes held a hint of sorrow, a hint of persistence, and a subtle, almost imperceptible tenderness.
The late autumn wind carried a slight chill, fluttering the man's clothes. His long hair danced in the wind, mirroring his chaotic thoughts. His shadow stretched long in the moonlight, creating a poignant scene with the stone steps before the mansion gate.
"Lord..."
When Shadow Two and Shadow One arrived, they saw this desolate scene. Shadow Two was a little worried and was about to speak when Shadow One covered his mouth.
Upon meeting Shadow One's gaze, Shadow Two seemed to sense something was amiss and tacitly fell silent.
Time seemed to lose its meaning at that moment. The man stood there quietly until the eastern sky began to lighten and the first rays of dawn pierced through the night.
He sighed deeply, and his aura returned to its usual unapproachable state.
"Has it been dealt with?"
The man retraced his steps and casually asked a question. If there hadn't been no one on the street at the moment, one might have thought he was out of his mind and talking to thin air.
"Your Highness, everything has been taken care of," Yingyi immediately stepped forward and replied respectfully.
"When will she come back?"
The man's voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with frost when he mentioned this matter.
"The Lantern Festival," Yingyi replied.
"I can't wait that long, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival."
The man's face was frighteningly gloomy, and his dark eyes concealed a turbulent undercurrent. The oppressive aura emanating from him made Ying Yi feel somewhat breathless.
"Isn't this a bit too hasty?"
Yingyi hesitated, feeling that the reason for suddenly moving the meeting so far in advance was not sufficient.
"I only have three months left."
The man closed his eyes, speaking calmly. When he opened them again, his gaze had turned icy cold.
"what!"
Even the usually composed Shadow One couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Shadow Two, hiding in the shadows, slipped and nearly fell off the wall.
Three months? My master can actually say those three words in such a calm tone!
“Your Highness, this is impossible. The princess is so clever, she must have a way.” Ying Er couldn’t help but say.
The tall, elegant man stood in the center of the courtyard, his handsome face appearing even more dignified due to his calm expression.
He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Three months is enough."
His voice was calm as still water, yet it contained an indescribable firmness and determination.
Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he added softly, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival."
After saying that, he lowered his eyes and muttered to himself, "I should at least give her a decent coming-of-age ceremony..."
"Your Majesty!"
Shadow Two wanted to say something more, but the man simply waved his hand dismissively, then turned and walked into the room.
Shadow One and Shadow Two exchanged a glance, both looking helpless.
They knew that once their prince made a decision, he would not easily change it.
But they really couldn't understand why the prince was so certain that the princess couldn't save him.
"Miss, Miss, something terrible has happened!"
Su Fuying felt like she had just fallen asleep when Biluo's voice rang in her ears.
"what happened?"
The woman's voice was muffled, still carrying the dazed feeling of someone who hadn't woken up yet.
"They said the old lady fainted."
As soon as Biluo finished speaking, the person on the bed rolled over and quickly grabbed the dress from the screen and put it on.
"what happened?"
"This servant does not know either; it was Ying Er who brought the news."
As Biluo spoke, she pushed open the door and placed the toiletries on the high stool.
Su Fuying couldn't help but feel anxious. She had been so busy these past few days that she hadn't gone back to check on the old lady. How could something have happened to her?
After getting dressed and quickly washing up, she took Biluo out the door.
"Prepare the car! To the Su residence!"
Su Fuying rushed to the door and saw that the carriage was ready. She immediately boarded the carriage.
Inside the carriage, she kept urging the driver to speed up, her heart filled with worry.
Finally, the carriage arrived at the Su residence.
Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, Su Fuying had already jumped off.
Looking up, the two vermilion doors were tightly shut, and there wasn't even a gatekeeper in sight.
Su Fuying wasn't too surprised, after all, what Biluo sent back wasn't anything good.
"Bang bang bang."
"Who!"
Bilu knocked on the door for a long time before finally an impatient voice came from inside.
Immediately afterwards, the door was opened a crack, revealing half of the servant's face, his shifty eyes scanning Su Fuying and the other person.
Upon seeing the person behind Biluo, his eyes widened slightly. "Young Miss?"
"Where did this young lady come from? She's resting in the courtyard."
Another voice asked in confusion, "Who is this?"
After saying that, he also came closer and squinted to take a closer look.
"Princess Yongle?"
He recognized the two figures outside and a look of surprise and confusion crossed his face.
Then, his tone turned cold: "We are not receiving guests in our residence today. Please leave on your own."
After saying that, he prepared to close the door.
"Be bold!"
Biluo shouted, her eyes wide with anger as she glared at the two servants.
"Hurry up and come out to pay your respects to the princess."