CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 401: EAST WIND

Although he didn’t really agree with Marquis Jibei for spoiling Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince so much.

But Old Master Shen truly didn’t dare to disobey Marquis Jibei.

However, Young Master Su caused the palace maids and eunuchs in the Ninth Prince’s bedroom to have an upset stomach the whole night, which made him feel a bit guilty.

He bought quite a few trinkets for them as an apology.

He handed them all to Old Master Shen, asking him to take them into the palace.

In terms of giving orders, people from Qingyun Mountain have never known how to write the word for "politeness."

Yet, Marquis Jibei even praised Young Master Su for doing the right thing.

Old Master Shen, "...."

What else could he say?

He could only brace himself and take the pile of things into the palace.

The Emperor treats Marquis Jibei as a royal father-in-law, so he wouldn’t mind letting the Ninth Prince stay over for a few days at the Marquis Mansion.

But when Old Master Shen mentioned it, the Emperor looked a bit baffled.

This incompetent father still didn’t know that his own son had been spirited away.

Hmm.

Apart from the father being incompetent, the servants were as well.

The people in the Ninth Prince’s bedroom also didn’t realize that the Ninth Prince had been taken out of the palace.

Ever since Young Master Su was sent to serve the Ninth Prince,

The Ninth Prince had become his little shadow.

The palace attendants, "...."

Although it’s quite ridiculous.

But it’s the truth.

The usually obedient Ninth Prince was led by Young Master Su into all sorts of antics.

They would leave the palace after breakfast and not come back until sunset.

No need to worry about them going hungry.

They ate better outside than in the bedroom.

Not to mention, in the entire Imperial Palace...

No!

In the entire Capital!

Only Young Master Su could manage to take the Ninth Prince to freeload the Emperor’s Imperial Banquet.

Because they wanted to eat the Emperor’s food, the Imperial Chef wouldn’t agree.

Last time they went to the Imperial Kitchen, they ate so much that only six dishes were left, and there wasn’t enough time, so the Imperial Kitchen picked two dishes that didn’t look obviously eaten to round it up to eight to serve to the Emperor.

Poor Imperial Chef, who had been wielding the ladle for so many years, for the first time let the Emperor eat leftovers.

There was no choice.

Last time the entire group of Imperial Chefs lost; they prepared fewer dishes than needed for the Emperor, and Eunuch Fu said that if it happened again and they served less than eight dishes, they should be ready to lose their heads.

Luckily, even though it was leftovers, the Emperor not only didn’t notice but also praised them for being well-made.

Don’t ask how much the hearts of the Imperial Chefs trembled when praised, because there was only a thin layer of paper between praise and execution that hadn’t been pierced open.

The Imperial Chefs wouldn’t allow Young Master Su to eat the Emperor’s meals in the Imperial Kitchen again, so Young Master Su, wanting to eat, went to loiter outside the Imperial Study, timing it right to freeload the Emperor’s meals.

Following Young Master Su, there was no fear of going hungry, and no fear of causing trouble, and the hearts of the people from the Ninth Prince’s bedroom grew more audacious.

The Ninth Prince was to stay a few days at the Jibei Marquis Mansion, and the Emperor was quite reassured.

After getting tired of playing in the street, Marquis Jibei brought Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince back to the Jibei Marquis Mansion together.

Old Madam Shen was bedridden and looked quite haggard.

Seeing Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince arrive, she immediately felt better.

Her face became radiant, and she was full of energy.

Mrs. Shen, "...."

Third Madam Shen, "...."

The two looked at each other.

The Old Madam’s illness and recovery were both so casual.

Looking at Young Master Su, both Mrs. Shen and Third Madam Shen felt quite a headache.

Their own son used to be very sensible and well-behaved, but since Young Master Su stayed for a day, his nature changed significantly.

If he stayed a few more days, who knew what their son would be turned into.

Yet, since he was brought by Marquis Jibei, and the Old Madam really liked him, and even though Young Master Su was mischievous, jumping around, he was undeniably clever.

They had nothing more to say.

Although they felt a little worried inside, Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince were having a great time at the Jibei Marquis Mansion.

Especially Young Master Shen and Miss Shen.

They were young, and their parents never allowed them to go out to shop, but thanks to Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince, they could now enjoy playing in the streets.

And with Marquis Jibei accompanying them.

From one end of the street to the other, buying whatever they liked, no longer pleading with their parents for purchases.

Moreover, they discovered their parents’ taste was somewhat poor.

Clearly, there were better-looking items, yet their parents always chose the ugliest for them.

Young Master Shen even secretly told Young Master Su, "You and the Ninth Prince should come to our Jibei Marquis Mansion to stay for a few days every now and then."

"I’d like to, but my dad’s back, and I can’t even leave the house," said Young Master Su.

"I snuck out and got sold to the palace; if my dad finds out, who knows how he’ll punish me," said Young Master Su, looking despondent.

Young Master Shen looked at Marquis Jibei and said, "Grandfather, Su Yang said his dad’s back, and he’s going to get punished. Can I go to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to visit him when that happens?"

Marquis Jibei, "...."

Young Master Su, "...."

It was straight to the heart.

He hasn’t even been punished yet.

And someone was already trying to ride on his coattails.

Marquis Jibei said nothing.

Being bold is a good thing.

But Su Yang’s boldness was perhaps too much.

Not even seven years old, and he dared to run away from home, disguised himself as a beggar to play wild, and was even sold into the palace.

If it weren’t for his great fortune, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Bold to such an extent, if not properly disciplined, who knows what might happen next time.

However, Su Yang was truly carefree, since he was definitely going to be punished this time, he intended to play enough to make it worth it.

Marquis Jibei hadn’t yet agreed to take Young Master Shen to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to visit Young Master Su, and Young Master Su was already advising Young Master Shen not to forget to bring him two sticks of sugar candied fruits when visiting.

Marquis Jibei, "...."

Time flew by amidst Young Master Su’s mischief and antics.

That day, the sky was somewhat gray, making people feel oppressed.

Duke Chong went to visit Old Duke Chong.

Old Duke Chong was resting in the house, Duchess of Chong sent all the maids away and was pruning branches outside.

When Duke Chong came over, Duchess of Chong looked flustered and said, "Why have you come, Duke?"

"I came to visit father," said Duke Chong.

He stepped forward to enter the room, but Duchess of Chong blocked him, saying, "Old Duke is sleeping."

Duke Chong’s face darkened.

If Old Duke was sleeping, why couldn’t he take a look?

Being blocked by his sister-in-law like this, could there be something secretive in the house?

With a glance, a maid came over and held back Duchess of Chong, while he stepped inside.

But once inside, he saw nothing.

Except for Old Duke Chong lying on the bed, there was no one else.

Duchess of Chong followed him inside and let out a sigh of relief.

Duke Chong sat by the bed, calmly.

Last time, he noticed a needle mark on Old Duke Chong’s fingertip.

This time, there was still a faint trace of blood on Old Duke Chong’s fingertip.

Not just blood; the Old Duke’s complexion was noticeably better than when he last saw him.

He had set up so many people to watch, yet his sister-in-law was still secretly detoxifying the Old Duke.

But although he came so timely, why did the person hide so quickly?

Duke Chong couldn’t figure it out, so he decided not to make it obvious.

He hinted with a few words, and Duchess of Chong responded smoothly.

After leaving Duke Chong’s Mansion, Duke Chong pondered how the doctor managed to escape so quickly.

When he dismounted his horse and set foot back in Duke Chong’s Mansion.

Something flashed through his mind.

Duke Chong’s face was as cold as frost.

A hidden passage!