"She's under house arrest?" Prince Yu, Zhongli Mingye, felt a bit of a headache. He just wanted to get closer to that woman.
Sitting with a solemn face in the warm pavilion, he looked at the withered lotus in the inner lake of the prince's mansion. He thought of the girl's charming face like a spring peach and her bright, sly and intelligent eyes. She was not as noble as the official ladies in the capital, but her smart and sunny temperament was so precious.
His eyes suddenly darkened a bit. He turned around and left the pavilion, then picked up an exquisite silver mask.
"Niaoniao, are you done packing?" Jin Yu was very angry. Now that her father refused to let her return to Tianmen Mountain, she was going to take extreme measures.
"When do you plan to leave?" Yan Fei came in just as Niaoniao was busily packing.
As fellow disciples for many years, he had long guessed that Jin Yu would not obediently stay under house arrest at home.
"At midnight tonight." Jin Yu wrapped a slender silver needle in a silk handkerchief and put it together with several sets of clothes.
"Okay!"
Yan Fei stood at the door. The sunlight shone on him, making him look bright and clear. On his thin face, his long, phoenix - like eyes looked at Jin Yu with a bit of confusion.
Finally, he could go with her.
"Little senior brother, help me carry this bag." Jin Yu told Niaoniao to give Yan Fei a big burden.
"They're gifts for Master and the senior brothers!"
Yan Fei looked at her helplessly. Over the years, he had gotten used to his junior sister's mischief and only listened to her orders.
Mrs. Xiang came to deliver food to her and couldn't help but tell her to be obedient for a few days.
By then, Song Chuyu would surely speak up for her and plead for mercy.
Song Jinyu didn't feel troubled for long because she had already planned to secretly leave home first. After reaching the mountain, she would send a letter home to report her safety.
At night, the moon hung in the sky like a silver plate.
It made the flowers and plants in the yard look extremely charming. From afar in the darkness came the sound of the night watchman. Before long, several figures quietly came out of the house. They didn't open the main gate but used their light - body skills to get from the yard to the roof.
"Ugh!" Jin Yu took a deep breath.
"Who told you not to practice martial arts hard back then!" Yan Fei grabbed Jin Yu's arm and gently jumped onto the roof.
"Learning martial arts is too hard." Jin Yu pouted and complained.
"Alas, you!" Senior brother Yan Fei seized every opportunity to educate his junior sister.
The senior brother and junior sister leaped a few times on the roof and successfully left the prefect's mansion.
"Where do you plan to take her?" A man wearing an exquisite silver mask blocked their way.
The man had his back to them and was just facing the bright moon. His shadow was tall, slender, noble, and determined. The man's mouth curled up, looking half - smiling.
Yan Fei let go of Jin Yu, drew his sharp sword out of its scabbard. The sword flashed, and his eyes turned cold.
"Mind your own business!"
When Song Jinyu saw the silver - masked young master, her smile froze. Why did he suddenly come to find her? Was there a clue about her mother's death?
Seeing Yan Fei make a move, Cheng Song immediately turned his palm into a sword - like gesture and wanted to help Yan Fei.
Before he could act, Jin Yu shouted at Cheng Song to stop. Her delicate eyebrows knitted into a shadow, and she whispered angrily, "All of you, stop!"
Although the two of them heard Song Jinyu's voice, the contest between the two men had reached a stalemate. Neither of them was willing to take a step back!
Before long, they exchanged dozens of moves with punches and palms. Yan Fei was still young, and his martial arts skills were no match for the silver - masked young master.
He gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Hey! You can't hurt my senior brother Yan!"
Was this telling him to stop? The silver - masked young master reluctantly stopped his attack and just stared at Jin Yu. "Well, you told me to stop, and I stopped." It meant, look how obedient I am to you.
Jin Yu rolled her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
"I have something to discuss with you." When saying this, the silver - masked young master looked at Jin Yu, and the smugness in his eyes couldn't be hidden. It made Yan Fei extremely angry.
"Just say it!" Jin Yu said impatiently.
"Well, you're such a heartless woman!" The silver - masked young master's mouth stopped being playful, leaving only coldness and aloofness.
"Where are you going?"
"Back to Tianmen Mountain!" Yan Fei couldn't bear it anymore and was about to make another move.
Jin Yu grabbed Yan Fei, signaling him not to act rashly and wake up the guards of the prefect's mansion.
The silver - masked young master then looked at Yan Fei as if he were looking at a dead man. "You can take her away without any scruples."
"Who she is, you should know!"
"The daughter of the prefect of Liuzhou, sneaking out to meet a man in the middle of the night." The silver - masked young master casually played with the hilt of his sword and said indifferently.
"Are you crazy!"
During this verbal entanglement, the candles in the servants' rooms in the prefect's mansion gradually lit up. Jin Yu couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
But she also heard what the man said.
Although the prefect's mansion was currently peaceful, there were many gossips. Although she had no intention of getting engaged, she couldn't disgrace her father.
"Senior brother, you go first. After I persuade father, I'll meet you on Tianmen Mountain!"
The hand that Yan Fei held the hilt of his sword with turned a bit pale. He gently tidied the stray hairs on Jin Yu's forehead. "In that case, I'll wait for you on the mountain road in front."
The silver - masked young master looked at that hand and wished he could chop it off!
The young man turned around and left, with the bright moon on his back. Using his light - body skills, he roamed in the darkness. Jin Yu looked at him enviously.
She came back to her senses and glared at the silver - masked young master fiercely.
Without waiting for the man to say anything, she told Cheng Song to take her back to Jinxuan Courtyard.
The silver - masked young master stood there. His passionate eyes gradually cooled down, leaving only boundless frost and cold.
On this moonlit night, it was not only the prefect's mansion that was seething with undercurrents. There was also unrest in the room of the eldest son of the He family.
"I'm your legal wife!" Song Wangqiu gritted each word with sobs.
"But you sleep in your concubine's room every day."
He Shuda was slanting on the imperial concubine's couch, his eyes half - closed.
"How you got the position of legal wife, you know better than me!"
The man's emotionless words were like a basin of cold water pouring over her heart.
"With your parents' status, you still dared to climb up to the He family!" The man straightened up.
"Humph!"
Song Wangqiu stared blankly at her still - flat belly, feeling icy cold all over. "Didn't you understand what my uncle said?" She had no choice but to bring up the name of the prefect's mansion.
"Snort—" He Shuda sneered. "Do you think he can still interfere in our room?"
"If it weren't for you, Prefect Song would be my father - in - law." He Shuda said angrily.
Song Wangqiu finally saw through He Shuda. All he wanted was the legitimate daughter of the prefect's mansion.
It was hateful that she wasn't the legitimate daughter, and it was even more hateful that Song Jinyu had suddenly come back.
Seeing herself in a dead end, she had to seek self - rescue. "You want Song Jinyu?"
"Of course!" He Shuda remembered the charming girl standing beside Prefect Song that day. She was so elegant and unparalleled.
Song Wangqiu sneered in her heart. On the surface, she gently parted her red lips. "I can help you get her."
"Really! My wife truly understands my heart." He Shuda's eyes sparkled with lecherous light.
Song Wangqiu's eyes became even colder.