Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 103: Swords Drawn and Bows Bent

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Swords Drawn and Bows Bent

"Hurry and leave—" Xing Yu unceremoniously dismissed him. Did they think they could just come and go from the Qishun Building as they pleased?

"You, you—" Duke of Jing Ci had never felt so humiliated. How could such a woman be entrusted with such a great responsibility? And how could she ever become a part of their Nanmen State...

Tan Zong seemed to think it was improper. He had followed the Princely Heir twice and knew that the Princely Heir had a habit of being submissive in front of the Commandery Princess. Duke of Jing Ci just didn’t understand the situation and was likely going to achieve the opposite of what he wanted.

But there was one thing Tan Zong was very clear about: the Princely Heir’s heart was in Nanzheng State, in this Qishun Building. Such a situation was absolutely detrimental to what they needed to do next, and it would undoubtedly be a fatal weakness for the Princely Heir in the future.

Tan Zong didn’t stop Duke of Jing Ci but stepped forward and grabbed him by the arm.

"Uncle Han, calm down. Her Royal Highness the Princess is someone the Princely Heir values highly. We must find another way to handle this matter." Tan Zong’s words only stoked the fire in Duke of Jing Ci’s heart. This woman would definitely be trouble for the Princely Heir in the future.

"Princess Chao Ren, since your people say so, then please cut off all ties with our Princely Heir from now on." Duke of Jing Ci said loudly. Were it not for Princess Chao Ren, how would Prince Duan have targeted the Princely Heir? Given the current situation, the Princely Heir should be hiding his strength, waiting for their preparations to be complete so that they could return triumphantly to Nanmen.

"Uncle Han, you are being impulsive. Saving the Crown Prince is what matters most." Tan Zong quickly had men pull Uncle Han away, who was dragged outside by the arms by two Nanmen Death Soldiers.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, please calm your anger. This man is the Princely Heir’s tutor. I ask that you do not hold his words against him for the sake of our Princely Heir," Tan Zong immediately bowed respectfully and hurriedly followed them out.

"Uncle Han, Uncle Han, don’t be rash. We can’t mess this up." Tan Zong quickly caught up to Duke of Jing Ci. "After all, Her Highness did save our Princely Heir’s life. In the Princely Heir’s heart, she weighs more than you and I."

Hearing this, Duke of Jing Ci stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Tan Zong. What did he just say? The Princely Heir couldn’t be the type of person who couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, could he? Bearing such a great responsibility, how could he be swayed by a woman?

Suddenly, Duke of Jing Ci thought of Nanmen Yu’s actions today at Prince Duan’s Mansion. Weren’t they confirming what Tan Zong had said?

Duke of Jing Ci grabbed Tan Zong’s shoulder with a stern expression.

"Tan Zong, we shouldn’t make a decision about this matter now, for fear of endless troubles in the future." Duke of Jing Ci gritted his teeth, "You must listen to me on this, or else, our great cause will fall short."

"Uncle Han, you are the Princely Heir’s tutor, our mainstay. Of course, I will follow your lead," Tan Zong said immediately, "Just give your orders."

Duke of Jing Ci nodded and patted Tan Zong’s shoulder.

"Good, with your word, I am relieved. This time we’ll have to take a risky move." Duke of Jing Ci then started whispering into Tan Zong’s ear.

...

"Your Highness the Princess." Nanny Yun cautiously presented a towel. Should she ask what had happened?

Nanny Yun thought this way: although Nanmen Yu couldn’t compare to Zheng Congyuan, at least he had performed the tasks given by the Commandery Princess very well. With proper cultivation, he could definitely be a promising prospect. In the future, when they needed someone to carry out tasks inconvenient for them to do themselves, wouldn’t it be good to have someone who was dedicated and competent?

Moreover, Nanny Yun had her own selfish reasons. She had allied with the Crown Prince out of desperate circumstances. Last time the Crown Prince was critically ill, Nanny Yun had watched the Princess suffer deeply with worry, fearing that acting might turn into reality. If true feelings were to develop, that might lead to grave mistakes.

Therefore, although Nanmen Yu was not the ideal candidate in Nanny Yun’s mind, he could at least distract the Princess. His actions could make the Princess happy and had shown progress until today.

However, Zheng Nianru didn’t think so. It was her first time seeing the forces behind Nanmen Yu, and this man called Tan Zong seemed very ordinary. But Zheng Nianru knew that such people were the most dangerous. Truly formidable people could not be discerned at a glance; instead, they blended into the crowd, appearing inconspicuous, even someone you would overlook at first sight. In moments when everyone least expected it, they could unleash terrifying power.

Moreover, these people’s power was the capital Nanmen Yu would rely on upon his return to Nanmen State, and indeed, they had not only succeeded but proved to be far stronger than they appeared.

Zheng Nianru felt some regret for her impulsive actions just now, but she couldn’t swallow her pride. Nanmen Yu’s master’s behavior was no different from Nanmen Yu’s provocations at the border years ago.

A thought stirred in Zheng Nianru’s heart, and she realized that she had overlooked something extremely important.

What is the difference between the current situation and what it will be in the future?

At this thought, Zheng Nianru could no longer sit still. Nanmen Yu must not go back, and now, the only method she had left to stop him was the one before her.

Zheng Nianru immediately stood up.

"Commandery Princess—" Fu Dong immediately followed her, while Nanny Yun thought to speak up to stop her. Was there something so urgent it couldn’t wait till tomorrow? It was almost dark already.

Zheng Nianru didn’t care about that, without a carriage, the only way out was through Zheng Congyuan’s residence—so long as Zheng Congyuan wasn’t there, she could arrange for a carriage, one that would take her to Prince Duan’s Mansion.

"Commandery Princess—" Qi Jin and Qi Yu were waiting at the door, obviously surprised to see Zheng Nianru.

Following her, Fu Dong hadn’t even had time to don the cloak over her arm. As Zheng Nianru was about to speak, the sound of horse hooves approached leisurely, accompanied by the continuous noises of wheels on the flat and solid imperial road.

"Commandery Princess, what brings you here?" Qi Zhu hopped down from the carriage, unable to conceal the joy in her voice.

Zheng Nianru turned around and saw the carriage that had stopped at the side entrance of the Crown Prince’s Mansion, its thick and understated design devoid of flamboyant decorations, exuding calm restraint.

Qi Ling placed a small stool beside the carriage while Qi Zhu had already darted over to Zheng Nianru.

"Commandery Princess, I was just mentioning in the carriage how it’s been a while since you last visited. Just as I was reminiscing, here you are," she said.

Qi Yu glanced at Qi Jin, "See, see? That’s how you should talk. Why don’t you learn something instead of standing here like a post."

Qi Jin replied with a look, "Why don’t you learn?"

Zheng Congyuan lifted the carriage curtain; at this time, he should have been in the palace, but today’s memorials were not plentiful, and there was little of substance in them. Annoyed, he had tossed aside the memorials and returned to the mansion.

"Why don’t you come in?" he asked. He was used to the freedom of coming and going in the Crown Prince’s Mansion, and rarely had the patience to wait for him at the door, usually making a beeline for his study.

"Waiting for you—" Zheng Nianru turned around, tilted her head and smiled mischievously, sticking out her tongue, just as the sun was setting. The twilight made the young girl in front of him radiant like Yan Xia glistening with pearlescent light.

Zheng Congyuan’s eyes flickered, capturing this stunning beauty.

"About the Kesi Silk Ttapestry we discussed the other day, are you satisfied?" Zheng Congyuan said as he stepped forward, ready to enter.

Zheng Nianru turned and went in, her hair whipping up an enchanting curve behind her as she stepped in front of Zheng Congyuan through the door.

Qi Jin and Qi Yu were not surprised and had grown accustomed to Zheng Nianru’s disregard for rules.

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