Chapter 16 - A Frightening Fragment Lost in Memory

So, a carriage had been following her and was now going to overtake her?

Wei Yuewu thought for a moment and then ordered in a low voice, “Stop. Let it pass first.”

She chose to give way because she wanted to see what the carriage looked like. She didn’t think anyone except those from the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang and the mansion of Marquis Jing Yuan would be interested in her.

As the carriage stopped, Jin Ling lifted the curtain for her.

Wei Yuewu watched the carriage slowly passing by. It was just an ordinary-looking carriage, a little larger than normal ones, but there was nothing peculiar.

However, with her sharp perception, Wei Yuewu noticed that the carriage was unusual. Though the curtain hanging over the door was dull brilliant azure, it was discernible with close observation that the four corners of the curtain were embroidered with dark golden lines. And the cloth, if she guessed right, should be tribute from regions south of the Yangtze River. Using such tribute as a hanging curtain was in itself more than luxurious and unimaginable for ordinary people.

To conclude, the person in the carriage was absolutely a big shot and had a close relationship with the royal family.

When the carriage was overtaking Wei Yuewu’s carriage, its curtain was suddenly lifted up. Wei Yuewu saw a firm chin. She felt the person inside that carriage was looking at her with his sharp eyes, Wei Yuewu could not help but slightly clench her hands that were placed on her knees.

This was an instinctive response to dangers.

She leaned back to avoid the scrutiny of his gaze, and her brows knitted. With a quick glanced at the person, she saw out of the corner of her eyes a touch of pale yellow, the noblest color.

“Miss…” Seeing Wei Yuewu’s nervous look, Jin Ling loosed her hold of the curtain, and the curtain fell.

“No worries.”

After the curtain fell, Wei Yuewu sensed the disappearance of that person’s gaze. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Those sharp eyes, the firm chin, and the color of pale yellow, all proved that the person in the carriage must be in a high position with honorable status. Neither the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang nor Mo Huating would be able to invite such a man.

That meant the person did not come for her. But whoever he might be, she did not have the slightest wish to provoke him.

Wei Yuewu had been sorting out all her memories these days, only to find that one fragment of her childhood memory seemed to be lost. Even by now, she could still sense danger and was even frightened at the thought of that missing memory, as if what had happened then was something extremely horrible.

She only vaguely remembered that she was confined in a large, gorgeous room. No, not a room, it was a great hall as she thought about it now.

There was silence all around. Not a sound could be heard. And she, panicked and scared, lay against the door, striking her palms at the tightly closed door so hard that her tender hands were stained with blood. She cried so loudly with deep dread that her throat grew hoarse.

But no one paid attention.

She remembered nothing after that, as if the memory had been covered with a veil, and what followed next was her being at her grandmother’s house. So that piece of memory was missing…

That carriage continued moving forward after overtaking Wei Yuewu’s carriage, as if it had followed her totally by accident.

“Your Highness, is that really the Sixth Miss Wei from the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang who is said to lack talent and good looks?”

Seeing his master still looking out of the window, a servant cautiously stuttered out the question in an obsequious tone.

“Go and find out about this Sixth Miss Wei.”

The man who was addressed “Your Highness” involuntarily curled his lips as he recollected how hastily Wei Yuewu avoided his gaze. The smile immediately diluted the sternness of his face, making him look much tender.

“Yes, Your Highness. What about the son of the Duke of Yan State…” The servant hesitantly asked as he observed his master was in good spirits. They had been originally on their way to the mansion of the Duke of Yan State, but now he just couldn’t guess which way his master was intended to go, so he found himself having no choice but to ask. Their present direction was completely opposite to where the mansion of the Duke of Yan State was.

The master’s carriage had happened to pass the intersection where the accident took place and he had seen the whole process.

What puzzled the servant more was his master’s order to change their route and follow the Sixth Miss Wei’s carriage instead.

“We are not going to the mansion of the Duke of Yan State now. He’ll come to the palace himself.”

As the smile faded away from His Highness’s face, a faint trace of blankness flashed in his eyes, “And don’t keep too close a watch on the nunnery either. Wait a while!”

He had seen clearly what that girl had done a moment ago. The symbol of the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang was stuck by the maid beside her. He had never seen such a clever and cool-headed girl before. Comparing his own response when he heard of Yan Huaijing’s coming to the capital with the girl’s composure, he could only reproach himself for being overreacting.

Even the Sixth Miss Wei reacted better than him.

Now that Yan Huaijing was in the capital, he could not possibly run away…

“Understood, Your Highness.”

The servant, of course, wasn’t able to figure out that his master had reflected on himself because of Wei Yuewu. The servant raised the curtain and passed the order to the coachman outside, “Back to the palace!”

The coachman nodded. He thought of that hit-and-run coachman, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes. But in the end, he raised his whip without saying anything.

The carriage gradually disappeared in the crowd. No one would ever think that the wheel of fate had somehow started running since this encounter around the street corner…

For Wei Yuewu, what had happened was no more than an unplanned encounter. Now her carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang. She got off from the carriage with Jin Ling waiting on her aside. Yan Huaijing had given the maid to her, so she would be her master from now on.

Being intelligent, dexterous and agile, Jin Ling was exactly the person Wei Yuewu needed most at the moment. It was really a good thing to have Jin Ling as her maid.

When the carriage stopped at the gate, there was no one waiting for them and the doors were tightly closed.

Wei Yuewu looked around coldly. She didn’t see a soul. Her eyes grew sharp because she didn’t believe that no one knew she was arriving today.

Yan Huaijing had sent someone to inform the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang when they reached the capital.

What’s more, that maidservant had returned hurriedly to give Wei Yan the message.

Jin Ling stepped forward to strike the doorknocker against the door. After a long while, the side door was half opened, and a servant came out, who contemptuously shot a sidelong glance at Jin Ling and glared at her before rebuking, “Who are you? How dare you so wantonly use the knocker of the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang? Scram!”