Chapter Fifteen Return to the Mansion

  The winding corridor, the gallery waist twisted and turned, Xia Zi followed closely behind Nan Gong Jing's back, stepping on the soft carpet, in front of the exquisite red wood carved flower house, the gate was pulled open with a "whoosh" sound.

  A thick red floral carpet was laid on the clean floor tiles, a blackwood bed with gold inlays, dark blue mosquito nets, beautiful porcelain, and a paulownia wood piano...

  "How come?"

  As soon as she entered, Xia Ziliao was stunned on the spot, muttering to herself.

  "The decor of this room, does the princess find it familiar——"

  Xia Zi Li ignored his words, took two steps forward to the opposite Xuan Gate, pulled it open with both hands, and immediately a snowy scene unfolded before her eyes: lotus pond, corner of the courtyard where osmanthus fragrant as silk, and that full tree of enchanting four-season camellias.

  That's Mother's favorite flower -

  What is the reason, what is the reason

  Why is there a room and small garden in the attic of Zui Chunfeng's backyard that are exactly the same as those in Xiangfu?

  That was where his mother lived, a garden specially built by his father when he married his mother.

  A flash of green figure flickered across the opposite attic window

  "Bright Pearl"

  Xia Zi rushed up with a dazed expression, but her wrist suddenly hurt, and when she turned her head, she saw a flash of coldness in Nan Gong Jian's eyes.

  "Let go—"

  "I advise you, Princess, it's better not to go up there, otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers."

  Xia Zi Li pushed him away with force, letting out an angry roar.

  "What are you all doing?! You, Ning Wang, Xia Ziqiao, what are you doing?! This is clearly my mother's courtyard, why has it been moved here, why...?!"

  An arm suddenly stretched out and hooked her slender waist, the beautiful man's phoenix eyes were filled with cold light, his long fingers pinched the back of her neck through her clothes, word by word—

  "This young master has said before, it's better if the princess doesn't know —"

  She tried to struggle free, but somehow couldn't muster up the strength. His fingers were pressed against some part of her, and for some reason she couldn't summon any energy. Her entire body was still pinned down by him, his icy tone and cold gaze making her feel a little frightened.

  "She is indeed a beauty, no matter how you look at her, she's beautiful to the point of being dizzying——"

  A cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth carried a hint of disdain.

  What does it mean? She looked at the slight contemptuous smile in front of her growing larger

  A black figure suddenly flashed in

  "Alas! The young master is surrounded by the intoxicating spring breeze..."

  This is a situation that has never been encountered in decades. The guards who came to report were obviously a little panicked and spoke with some trembling.

  "Who——"

  The hand that was holding Xia Ziliao suddenly withdrew, and the enchanting gaze of Nangong Jin's eyes, which were as bright as peach blossoms, disappeared.

  "Yes. It is the Mansion of the King of Yan..."

  Xia Zi Li let out a cold breath

  Nangong Jin noticed her expression and slightly furrowed his brow.

  As he walked to the second floor, he looked down at the guests on both sides of the hall, their faces in disarray, and the girls who had retreated to the corner with fearful expressions. Nan Gong's purple shirt was half untied, a seductive smile playing on his lips as he strode straight towards the young general in silver-white armor standing in the middle.

  "General Mo, no mishap has befallen you——"

  Murray's calm eyebrows had a hint of gloom, and he glanced at the palace guards standing behind him.

  "Duke Nan Gong, don't get me wrong. I was ordered by the king to escort the princess back to the palace. The king is worried that the princess has a bad temper, so he asked us to bring more people along. We won't delay Zui Chunfeng's business—"

  "It's just that I was being overly cautious..."

  Mo Rui ignored him and turned his gaze to Xia Ziyu who had been standing behind Nan Gong Jian, half-kneeling down respectfully.

  "Your Highness, please—"

  The surrounding eyes gathered, Xia Zilong stood still and slightly stunned, slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, lightly sighed, and finally walked out of the hall with slow steps, followed by the guards inside. In an instant, the people withdrew cleanly.