She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 29 Midnight Terror, the Tanhuai Scholar Is Dead

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Midnight Terror, the Tanhuai Scholar Is Dead

Yan Wanqing never in her dreams imagined that one day she would have the Crown Prince, with his nose so high in the air, kneeling on the bed helping her into her Luo skirt.

"Could something big be happening today..." Yan Wanqing murmured to herself.

The certain someone watched as she woke up, his gaze drifting slowly from her porcelain white, palm-sized face, moving downwards until he saw the marks at her neck and collarbone, his expression darkening several times over.

Realizing something was amiss, Wanqing quickly pulled the blanket up in front of her.

Seeing that the scenery had been covered up, he felt somewhat regretful as he retracted his gaze and brought over a neatly folded white undergarment from the foot of the bed, "Do you want to wear it yourself, or shall I help you?"

The words lingered on "help you" with an extremely ambiguous undertone. Yan Wanqing blushed and snatched it away.

"I’ll wear it myself."

She shrank under the blanket, and fortunately, it wasn’t as complicated as a Luo skirt. Although she broke out in a light sweat from the heat, she managed to get dressed.

Clothed, she felt a semblance of courage.

"Come here." The man, dressed loosely in an undergarment, was already standing on the floor, hands propped on her Luo skirt.

Yan Wanqing was shocked by his nonchalance, but it was already broad daylight outside, and she could not continue to dawdle, especially since she truly didn’t know how to wear such a complex dress.

But how did the Crown Prince, who had been pampered all his life, know how to put on a woman’s Luo skirt?

"Are you thinking the Crown Prince has played the field so much that, having taken so many off, naturally he would know how to put them on?" His voice, tinged with a sinister undertone, came from behind her ear, causing Yan Wanqing to recoil slightly, "I hadn’t thought that."

"Hmph." The Crown Prince snorted coldly, "You better not have."

"When I was a child, there was a time when the Empress took a fancy to dressing me in skirts, so after a while, I learned how to," he explained with rare patience.

Upon hearing this, Yan Wanqing had a vague shadow in her mind.

But she couldn’t quite recall.

Thus, she replied with a rather dry smile, "It must be because you looked so exquisite, like a finely carved piece of jade, that the Empress wanted to dress you up."

Xiao Pingfeng seemed to recall something unpleasant, a trace of darkness flickering in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and stopped speaking. He methodically helped Wanqing into her complex Luo skirt and even styled her hair for her.

The Luo skirt, which had been crumpled from the previous night’s ordeal, looked somewhat unsightly, but the perfectionist Crown Prince smoothed out the wrinkles with his inner strength.

Yan Wanqing was left at a loss for words.

At this moment, aside from some faint bluish marks under her eyes, there was nothing unusual about her appearance.

"Yan Wanqing, once we return to the Capital City, wait for me to come and marry you with grand wedding processions." The Crown Prince leapt out the back window as he spoke, stepping on the windowsill, and as he turned his head, with his back to Wanqing, the determination in his youthful eyes made her heart flutter like a frightened deer.

It wasn’t until he had left that she reached out to press her chest.

What was happening to her?

It took Yan Wanqing some time to calm her emotions before she steadied her mind and went out, wandering around the courtyard for a while until she ran into Cong Ge, who had been looking for her.

Cong Ge’s eyes were tinged with dark circles, clearly having looked for her all night.

Yan Wanqing found this very distressing.

As soon as Cong Ge saw Yan Wanqing, she said anxiously, "Miss, the fifth young lady has been abducted."

Yan Wanqing was stunned, "What happened?"

"Just now, there was news from the temple that someone had died, and right after that, the fifth young lady was taken away."

"Somebody died? Who?"

Cong Ge gasped for air, "It’s that Top Scholar who came to propose to our family not long ago."

Yan Wanqing’s pupils dilated.

Wang Shujian is dead?!

The same Wang Shujian, who hadn’t died until the entire Yan Family was destroyed in her previous life, had now directly met his demise on Southern Mountain.

Who did it?

Suddenly, a surge of anger welled up in her chest.

Wang Shujian was the pawn she was saving to bait her trap. Who dared to act against him?

Yan Wanqing pressed her lips together and stepped forward, with Cong Ge closely following behind.

"Does the Empress know about this, and who has started the investigation?"

"The Empress has not yet risen, and those who were to notify her are already waiting outside her sleeping quarters. Knowing is just a matter of time. Last night, only the seventh Prince was in the temple, so the monks went to inform him early in the morning. By now, it should be his men handling the matter."

Yan Wanqing kept walking, her mind frantically spinning with everything that had started from Southern Mountain.

She could never have imagined that Wang Shujian would die.

"He shouldn’t have died." At least not at this time.

Who exactly had made their move...

By the time Yan Wanqing arrived, Wang Shujian’s body had already been fished out of the well and covered with a white cloth.

She stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking in, and could only see Xiao Hongshen standing by the well, looking down into it.

There were only a few subordinates in the courtyard, and a novice monk, who seemed to be the one who had first discovered the body the night before.

Xiao Hongshen, listening to his subordinates, noticed the person standing at the entrance and signalled to Yan Wanqing with his eyes.

Yan Wanqing nodded slightly in return but did not approach.

She held no official position and was simply a Commandery Princess, while Wang Shujian was the newly appointed Tanhuai Scholar, and the matter even involved her fifth younger sister, making it incredibly thorny.

Xiao Hongshen said a few words to his subordinates and walked towards her.

"Did the teacher come here because of the fifth young lady’s matter?"

Yan Wanqing nodded, "The fifth sister was suddenly taken away, and I was a bit anxious, so I came over to take a look."

"It’s just a simple inquiry with the people who had contact with Wang Shujian before, the fifth young lady will be released soon, so the teacher need not worry." Xiao Hongshen’s eyes were red with veins, as he scrutinized Yan Wanqing, noticing the bluish circles under her eyes, he softly asked, "Did the teacher not rest well last night?"

Yan Wanqing dared not recall the previous night and vaguely brushed it off, "It was a bit cold last night, so I didn’t sleep very well."

Seeing her thinly dressed, Xiao Hongshen waved to a subordinate and his own cloak was brought over.

Yan Wanqing stepped back, quickly refusing, "There’s no need, my Prince, I’m not cold."

"The teacher should take good care of herself, don’t make me worry," he insisted, holding up the cloak.

Yan Wanqing resisted with both body and mind.

Xiao Hongshen sighed, "I still have injuries, doesn’t the teacher feel even a bit of pity for me?"

Yan Wanqing, "...Then thank you for your kind intentions, my Prince."

Xiao Hongshen’s gaze softened considerably, and just as he was about to help her into the cloak, a pitch-black fox fur cloak fell from the sky, covering Yan Wanqing completely, and a pair of large hands spun her around.

It was Crown Prince Xiao Pingfeng.

Yan Wanqing, supported by the shoulders, turned in a full circle, her face full of surprise as she faced the man.

"Crown Prince?"

This guy, here again.

The Crown Prince deeply glanced at Xiao Hongshen, his hands not idle as he promptly put the cloak on Yan Wanqing.

"What’s the seventh brother doing with the cloak? It’s cold, you should put it on yourself," he teased after putting it on her, "The wounds from yesterday haven’t healed, right? Don’t catch a cold."

Xiao Hongshen’s hand, clutching the cloak, clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white.

He managed a slight smile, "Thank you for your concern, elder brother." He settled the cloak on his arm and turned to address the people in the courtyard, "What are you all staring at? Get back to work!"

The Crown Prince bent his head, his eyes flickering with a cunning light, and in a low voice whispered, "You forgot your item, I’ve brought it for you."

Saying so, he slipped a sachet from under the cloak into her hand.

Yan Wanqing’s heart skipped a beat, and she clenched the sachet, gritting her teeth, "What exactly do you want to do!"

Following her here and making such a gesture that could be misunderstood.

Men are indeed too troublesome.