CH 5

As soon as she got angry, Li Jingyun felt in a better mood. He leaned against the carriage wall with his hand on the back of his head.

Huayue gave him a quick glance, thinking in her mind that Miss Han was smitten with him and was constantly planning her marriage into the General's Mansion.

It was unthinkable for her to refuse to attend unless something unforeseen occurred.

Feeling uneasy for no apparent reason, Huayue raised the curtain of the carriage and instructed the driver, "Head to Han residence."

"Yes."

Li Jingyun was unhappy, "They don't come, and you are still rushing to pick them up?"

"Young Master, this servant is concerned that something occurred to Miss Han."

“At Emperor Jinghua's feet, what could possibly occur?” Li Jingyun sneered, "She's clearly unhappy with the plans her family has made and is coming up with justifications for why she won't be attending the appointment. Such a technique is one that the young master is familiar with."

Do you believe that everyone is just as horrible as you? Despite wearing a grin, Huayue's heart is agitated.

He was treated as God's favored child from the moment of his birth and was held in the palm of people’s hand. He acts in accordance with his mood; there is no right or wrong, not even half of humanity.

In the future will be punished.

The carriage became silent, Li Jingyun played with the pendant around his waist, and glanced at the person next to him from the corner of his eye.

Yin Huayue turned to face him; the corners of her mouth were rigidly raised with no smile in her eyes. The entire person had a cool, clear appearance akin to the morning fog during the frost season.

The majority of the servants are meek, cowardly, and trembling, but she is not like the others. No matter how you look at it, her servility is incredibly hypocritical, much like the phony smile she is currently sporting, making people feel unpleasant.

She stopped talking and he ceased trying to talk as well, and the carriage kept stumbling onward.

The area around the city gate is constantly busy, but as you move further in the direction of the Han residence, lesser people are there. As the wheels crossed the Qingshi Bridge, a carriage emerged out of nowhere at the bridge's entrance.

The Han family's wind lanterns were suspended from the carriage's eaves, but the horse vanished and the driver was not visible; instead, the carriage was leaning against the bridge and resting.

Huayue slowed down the car and ran over to investigate as it became clear that something horrible had happened.

The wheels had sword cuts, and a wind lamp was shattered. It was clearly the result of a battle. The carriage was empty, but there was a lot of debris inside, including a clump of black-brown fluff, a wrinkly handkerchief, and beads from a hairpin.

Before she could get a better look, Hua Yue, who was picking up the strange fluff, heard the evil spawn calling from behind her.

"Have you seen enough yet?" Sitting on the back of the wagon, Li Jingyun yawned, "Scram back here, and let’s head back."

Hua Yue appeared to be cursing as she turned around.

"What did you say?" Li Jingyun inquired with furrowed eyebrows.

The woman in the distance fixed her clothes and appeared to rapidly calm down. When she turned back to him, she folded her hands and knelt slightly, "Young master, this servant is saying that something occurred to Miss Han, and we should alert the Han residence."

"Did I bring about her accident?"

"Answering Young Master, no."

"That's all that's required." Li Jingyun murmured, "The missed appointment has already made this young master very unhappy. Why do I still have to run errands for her?"

Hua Yue raised her head gradually as distrust crept into her gaze.

Li Jingyun rolled his eyes, “Don't make assumptions; the young master won't harm a woman.”

"Young Master also said, how could anything go wrong at Emperor Jinghua's feet?" Hua Yue scanned the area "Even if there aren't many people around, the area is not completely empty. The young master does not consider it weird because the carriage has been stopped for a considerable amount of time and there has been no official dispatch."

"Strange, really strange." Li Jingyun agreed with a nod, “But what does this have to do with me?”

"..."

"You are a slave, simply listen to the master, where do you have so many hearts to worry about other things?" With a lazy "Go back to the house" command to the driver, Li Jingyun stretched out and pulled the woman into the carriage.

Li Jingyun peeked outside seemingly by accident as the carriage curtain slowly closed.

The one wind light was coiled up on the sand, its paper holes shrieking. On the sloping carriage, there are disorganized knife marks, and in the overlap, the tail of each smear is obstinately drifting to the left.

He retracted his gaze.

Hua Yue staggered into the carriage and sat on her knees. She wanted to chastise before she came to a halt, and finally murmured gently: "Miss Han had long liked Young Master. Even towards this kind of affection, Young Master shouldn't be so callous."

"Oh?" Li Jingyun sat back on the soft pillow and asked, "Which eye do you perceive that she admires me?", without bothering to lift his eyelids.

"A girl's thoughts are obvious. When you like and admire someone, your gaze will never leave him. Miss Han constantly observes Young Master from a distance when she is in front of him since her eyes are constantly fixed on him."

"She will pay attention to anything that Young Master enjoys. When the Young Master was hurt, she was able to repeatedly circle the main hall anxiously."

Hear what Hua Yue said as she gently explained: "This is admiring Young Master."

Li Jingyun disapproved. "She admires me, so do I have to look after her? A sensible individual should understand proportions if they are rejected because stalkers are unavoidably despised by others. Is it something you should even think about?"

“…”

Huayue was furious to the point of laughing; she knew this tiny beast was ruthless, but she had never anticipated his indifference. There were rumors in the public despite the fact that the two families had not yet decided on a marriage. He is unable to feel even the tiniest bit of empathy for Miss Han, whose life or death is in question.

Li Jingyun asked while narrowing his eyes, “Are you blaming me?”

“Replying Young Master, this slave dares not.”

"Then don't wait any longer; go back to the Mansion."

Huayue sighed, bowed her head meekly, and lifted the carriage's curtain to alert the driver.

Miss Han’s mishap would not help the General’s Mansion at all, and it may even bring shame. Though Li Jingyun is ruthless, but the General’s Mansion cannot stay out of it.

However, the Han family, is also a big family and has ties to many court officials. Who in Beijing dare to attack Miss Han and be able to remain so silent?

Hua Yue was perplexed and couldn't help but give Li Jing Yun another glance.

Li Jingyun's face darkened.

He'd never seen such a brazen and arrogant slave; what did she think he was? If he was serious about doing anything, he made certain that there was no carriage left.

He truly wants to take her to the Administrative Office where she will be beaten once more, turning the dromedary camel into a double-humped one.

"Young Master, it has arrived."

As soon as the carriage came to a stop in front of the General's Mansion's east gate, Huayue kindly placed the footstool in his direction so he could step on it and assisted him in opening the door.

Li Jingyun said with a disgusted hand wave, "This Young Master knows the way."

"Young master is unaware. The mansion has just undergone numerous repairs, and there are numerous sundries. It would be better to accompany this slave." She led him in a respectful manner.

Li Jingyun considered it plausible given his previous attempts to scale the wall yesterday and followed her around the home.

As a result, he headed into the area that he disliked the most.

"Madam, today there was an accident on the road. Young Master has come to greet Madam out of fear that you may worry." As soon as the threshold was passed, the main courtyard was filled with the joyous voice of Yin Huayue.

Li Jingyun came to a halt and turned to leave.

When Hua Yue seized him, her strength multiplied several times over before, and even though he didn't move his feet, she drew out two long, winding marks on the ground.

"..."

For every day that Yin Huayue remains in his life, Li Jingyun believed that he will be unable to get over his hatred for her.