Chapter 76.2

Ah Xia whispered, "This servant got up this morning and found that someone had stuffed this into my room. I don’t know who it was. At the top, it said that it must be handed to you in secret. This servant originally didn’t want to bring it to you, but then thought that nothing should be hidden from you…"

Yaoniang was literate. At the top, it did indeed say that.

It also said that if she wanted her child to be fine, go to a place, outside the city, alone. If she told anyone else, it would be at her own risk.

Yaoniang was shocked. She couldn't help clenching the note tightly in her hand.

She glanced at Ah Xia.

Ah Xia, with her head still lowered, wiped her tears, and said, "Madam, you shouldn’t go. You are a woman. We don’t know who wrote this paper and what his intentions are. Whether it’s good or bad…"

"I’m aware. "

"You should tell His Highness…"

"I have my own considerations. Don’t tell anyone else about this."  

Ah Xia glanced at her worriedly, nodded, then left.

Yaoniang was lost in thought.

There were things that she knew she shouldn't do, but she still had to do it. This was known as committing an offence on purpose.

It took Yaoniang a lot of effort to get rid of the maids around her. Of course, Ah Xia's help was indispensable. Then she went to see Ah Xia who tried to convince her otherwise but couldn’t

At the side door, waited Zhou Sheng, who was driving a mule cart with vegetable baskets.

Although Xiaobao was lost, he didn’t count as an actual master, so the gates weren’t shut. Business in the manor continued as usual, at least in the eyes of most people. At best, they knew that Lady Su's son was lost.

"Yaoniang, no, it's Lady Su." Zhou Sheng looked at Yaoniang almost greedily, wishing to engrave every strand of her hair in his heart. He knew that he couldn’t have her but when he saw her in person again, he realized that he still missed her.

What a pity…

Yaoniang lowered her head, "Thank you, Brother Zhou." After thinking about it, in this mansion, only Zhou Sheng could help her. She’d thought that Zhou Sheng would not agree. What she didn’t expect was that he’d come without a word of complaint.

"You’re welcome. Get in the cart. Where are you going? They all said that Xiaobao was lost. How did Xiaobao go missing? You sneaked out for this trip, is it…"

"Brother Zhou, can you not ask?" Yaoniang interrupted him.

"Okay. I won’t ask anymore. I will drive you wherever you need to go."

"Thank you, Brother Zhou…"

…

At Rongxi Courtyard, Hong Chou stood beside Yuchan, and asked, "Sister Yuchan, if we let Madam go like this, will His Highness be angry?"

"Eunuch Fu instructed us to let Madam do whatever she wants to do."

"But…" That didn’t include watching Madam sneak out the manor, right?

"Well, these things shouldn't be for us, servants, to fret over. Madam will be fine. There’s someone following her."

Yuchan knew that Dark Guard Eleven had been protecting Madam in secret. That guy deserved to be ranked eleven. His concealment skills were really bad. Even she could see through him. Who knows how he became a hidden guard.

"By the way, where is Ah Xia?"

"She…" 

The little nanny ran away with the coachman!

At Zhaohui Hall, Jin Wang's face was as black as ink.

Next to him, Fucheng couldn't help but glance at him, then glanced at him again.

He wasn’t willing to admit that he was watching Jin Wang as a joke, but His Highness's expression was simply too wonderful.

This was probably the so-called shooting himself in the foot?

But Fucheng didn't dare to say that. He still wanted to live a few more years.

"Ah, Your Highness, don't blame Madam. Actually, it's not that she doesn’t believe in you. After all, she doesn't know anything. It should be this old servant she doesn’t believe in."

After all, Jin Wang was still ‘unconscious', and Yaoniang naturally believed that Fucheng wouldn’t exert himself over a child that wasn’t Jin Wang’s. A child that she gave birth to, only she would love dearest, so even though she knew that there was a pit waiting for her, she still jumped down.

"Then, should this old servant ask Dark Guard Eleven to bring Madam back?"

Jin Wang snorted coldly, without speaking.

"Your Highness, don't think too much. Madam must be looking for the child. She probably thought that other people in the manor were unreliable, so she went to find the coachman…"

It would’ve been better if he hadn’t mentioned that. Upon hearing these words, Jin Wang’s face became even darker.

Yes, everyone was unreliable, only the coachman could be trusted.

"No, that's not what this old servant meant. The Madam must be thinking that the entire manor considers Your Highness's face. Since Your Highness doesn't like the child, others wouldn’t dare to do this favour. But the coachman is different. He had said before that he didn't mind the child and that he was willing to marry her…" 

Dark Guard Ten wanted to cover his ears when he heard this. Uncle Fu, can’t you speak properly? Even without looking at His Highness, he knew that his expression must be ugly.

Jin Wang did not look good, but he was also a bit embarrassed.

Everyone knew that he didn’t like that brat?

"This prince’s mind is so easy to guess that everyone could tell this prince didn’t like that brat?"

Tsk, saying brat whenever Xiaobao was brought up. Even a deaf person could hear it.

Fucheng acted as if he didn’t think that. With his head lowered, he murmured, "Isn't this obvious? However much you love Lady Su, is how much you dislike that child. He is obviously a thorn in your flesh. In this entire manor, how many of them are stupid? Even Lady Su is probably aware of this as well."

So she would rather trust the coachman than him?

She doesn’t believe that he can protect her well, that he can keep her from being wronged, and that he can protect that brat from any mishaps. No matter how despicable and shameless he was, he would never attack a little kid.

But at the same time, there was a voice in his head telling him: You really didn’t like that little brat. Don't lie to yourself. You wish he would disappear so that no one would poke at her wounds and your own heart.

Even without that little brat, she could give birth to countless little Jin Wangs and small Yaoniangs. Then she would gradually forget the little brat.

But now, there was no small Yaoniang or little Jin Wang. There was only a little brat.

Jin Wang couldn't help but remember the first time he saw that little brat. He was white and fat, pink and tender. His small arms and legs were like lotus joints. He wouldn't admit that he was jealous at the time. What came out of her belly should be his seed.

What a pity that the little brat wasn’t.

"…that child is Lady Su's angel. Now she doesn't even want her own life…"

Fucheng, this old man, is becoming more long-winded! Suddenly, he gained a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

He stood up.

"Your Highness, you are–" Fucheng raised his head in surprise.

Jin Wang ignored him and asked someone to come in and change his clothes.

He hadn't planned to appear in person, because there were countless things that he needed to plan for the future. Now that the fishing net was already cast, they should wait to let everything be swept up in one go.

But now he suddenly didn't want to do as planned. He felt that he should change it to another way.

He suddenly remembered the letter sent back by Dark Guard Eleven when Yaoniang encountered that pervert on the road. He had been absent at that time. He must not be absent again this time. As for the coachman, he better scram away as far as possible!