The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 74: Assisting Prince Min to Escape Disaster

Chapter 74: Assisting Prince Min to Escape Disaster

Ye Jinming was suddenly startled. He stared directly at the woman and immediately understood her purpose for being here.

It was not only to extend his life but also to help him escape a calamity. He was well aware of Ye Siheng’s means. If Ye Siheng discovered that he was the one who cursed him, he would not hesitate to ruthlessly kill him, disregarding any brotherly affection.

Having narrowly escaped this danger, Ye Jinming’s chest rose and fell rapidly, his face turning pale.

Observing the change in Ye Jinming’s expression, the woman felt even more disdainful.

Ye Jinming envied everything about Ye Siheng, unaware that with his timid nature, even if he had a strong physique, he would never succeed on the battlefield.

Pity often accompanies resentment.

"What do you want by helping me?" Ye Jinming clenched his fist slowly, inquiring about the woman’s intentions.

"Nothing more than wanting you to endure for another year or so," the woman replied.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Jinming asked, "Do you wish for Ye Siheng’s death?"

The curse he placed was different from ordinary ones.

In another half year, the malevolent energy on Ye Siheng’s legs would spread to his heart, and by then, Ye Siheng would naturally not survive.

As long as he could hold on for another year or so, he would successfully seize Ye Siheng’s fortune and his own physical condition would improve.

Even though every step he took now was agonizing, he endured it.

The woman did not directly answer, only saying, "I will use witchcraft to conceal the wounds on your legs. However, you must be cautious of Chu Nanli. Her eyes are sharp, with just one glance, she can see through the deception on your feet."

Ye Jinming was even more alarmed.

To be wary of Chu Nanli meant that she had surely discovered that the little princess was not his own daughter.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Siheng is surrounded by numerous experts, making it difficult for you to act against him. But Chu Nanli is alone. It should be as easy as pie for you to take her life."

"Are you trying to kill someone by me?" The woman’s tone was contemptuous. "Withdraw your hidden guards. Chu Nanli is more difficult to deal with than Ye Siheng.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have extended your life."

Ye Jinming couldn’t understand why a young girl would be so difficult to handle. However, since the woman said so, he couldn’t refute her.

Subsequently, the woman helped him conceal the decaying wounds on his feet. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of lightness throughout his body.

But who exactly was this woman? How did she know so much, and why was she helping him?

On the other side, after leaving Prince Min’s residence and boarding the carriage, Ye Siheng’s expression gradually darkened.

Qing Feng was also in the carriage and asked, "My lord, is there something wrong?"

Ye Siheng touched his chest and shook his head gently. "Not yet."

Qing Feng couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

He had thought they had found the person who cursed Ye Siheng, but it turned out to be a false hope.

Well, otherwise, the lord would have already made a move at Prince Min’s residence.

However, Ye Siheng continued, "But his walking is not very smooth."

Qing Feng immediately widened his eyes as he recalled, "Indeed."

"Making some arrangements. I want to know if he has the same wounds on his feet," Ye Siheng ordered.

"Yes, Prince," Qing Feng acknowledged.

This arrangement was not easy.

If Eighth Prince was truly the one who cursed Ye Siheng, he would certainly be cautious and only allow trusted confidants to approach him.

However, Qing Feng had a smart plan.

Since only trusted confidants could get close to Eighth Prince, they would send someone in disguise.

With so many capable individuals under the lord’s command, creating a lifelike fake face was not a difficult task.

Returning to the Mansion, another person came to report on matters. The individual’s name was Qingyang, holding a position similar to Qing Feng, but often operating in the shadows, rarely assisting Ye Siheng with matters in public.

"What news do you bring?" Ye Siheng entered the study, opening a document, casually inquiring.

Qingyang bowed and replied, "I personally went to the Empress Dowager’s tomb to unseal it, and found nothing amiss."

Ye Siheng paused, saying, "Understood, you may leave."

After Qingyang departed, Ye Siheng fell into a deep contemplation.

His mother, a princess of the Jiang Country, had been married off to the Mu Country for political alliance. When he was merely three or four years old, his mother had tragically passed away.

To exchange lives with others, he required a strand of hair, fresh blood, and the exact birth date and time. Given the proficiency in witchcraft and sorcery of Jiang Country, he harbored suspicions.

Yet, at this moment, Ye Siheng’s heart was filled with guilt.

His ill-fated mother was buried in a foreign land, unable to rest in peace.

And now, he had ordered an examination of her tomb, an act of unfilial conduct.

Ye Siheng let out a soft sigh.

It seemed as if a faint breeze brushed past, as if a gentle hand caressed his face.

He suddenly looked up.

But there was no one in the study.

Simultaneously, a knock sounded at the door.

Ye Siheng called out, "Come in."

To his surprise, it was Nanli who entered.

A smile played at the corners of Ye Siheng’s mouth. "How did you manage to come here? Aren’t you afraid of being seen?"

"There are few people in your courtyard, I managed to avoid them," Nanli entered and closed the door.

However, she sensed the atmosphere in the study and furrowed her brows.

"What’s the matter?" Ye Siheng asked, puzzled.

"Nothing," Nanli thought to herself.

This ghostly presence came and went quickly, probably a wanderer who didn’t know where to go.

She regained her composure and inquired about the day’s events.

Ye Siheng truthfully recounted the situation and asked, "Could it be that your jade pendant suddenly lost its effect?"

Ever since he visited the Mansion of Prince Min, he had a strong feeling, which prompted him to make arrangements with Qing Feng.

"No, it won’t. Your blood is still on it, so it should last for several months," Nanli had confidence in her own abilities.

"However, you should take it off and let me have a look."

Ye Siheng complied and handed her the jade pendant.

However, as soon as Nanli took it, she furrowed her brows. "Something’s not right. There are no inscriptions on this jade pendant."

"What?" Ye Siheng was taken aback. "Could the inscriptions have faded?"

Nanli replied, "No, someone has replaced this jade pendant."

She carefully examined it, growing even more perplexed.

It was no wonder Ye Siheng hadn’t noticed, as both jade pendants were identical in terms of carving and quality.

If it weren’t for the residual aura left by her inscriptions, she wouldn’t have been certain.

She asked again, "There aren’t many people who serve you closely. Have you thought of who might have done this?"

Ye Siheng’s face turned cold, his voice almost squeezed through his clenched teeth. "It’s Mammy Cao. She used to serve my mother, and when I left the palace to establish my own residence, I brought her along."

He always carried the jade pendant with him, but during his bath, he would remove it and place it aside.

And last night, Mammy Cao had brought him clothes in the bathhouse.

Ye Siheng’s hands gripping the armrests revealed his raging veins.

Why would the mammy who had watched him grow up do such a thing?

"Qing Feng!" Ye Siheng shouted, "Bring Mammy Cao here."

Qing Feng outside the door responded, and before long, he brought the mammy over.

Mammy Cao’s expression remained unchanged, but upon seeing Nanli’s presence, a hint of surprise appeared.

"Why is Miss Chu here?" she asked, as she recalled that the servants hadn’t announced her arrival.

Nanli smiled at her and said, "I came to find you."