CHAPTER 152: CHAPTER 152: THE PROTAGONIST’S AURA IS A BIT TOO STRONG

The gaze was distant, the body relaxed, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of the lips.

Tang Xiaobai couldn’t quite remember if her brother usually rode a horse like this, because she hadn’t paid much attention before.

But today, it seemed as if he was in a daze.

"Brother!" Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help calling out to him.

"Hmm?" Tang Ziqian turned his head, his expression revealing nothing unusual.

"What are you thinking about?"

He chuckled, "Nothing."

Nothing always suggests there’s something!

But after pondering for a long time, Tang Xiaobai didn’t know how to probe for information.

The carriage quickly drove into the outer gate of the Duke Yan Mansion.

Tang Ziqian had just dismounted when he saw the Crown Prince deftly park the carriage, jump to the ground, and turn to assist his little sister.

The movements were smooth, effortless, leaving no room for anyone else.

Why did it seem so strange? Tang Ziqian raised his eyebrows slightly.

The little girl helped off the carriage looked up at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

Tang Ziqian laughed and said, "I was thinking about that Miss Ye just now—"

The little girl immediately showed an "I knew it" expression.

Tang Ziqian amusedly patted her head and said, "For Miss Ye to dare to confront our Duke Yan Mansion as soon as she entered the capital, she really has guts!"

He didn’t say anything further, just chuckled lightly with a keen interest in his eyes.

Tang Xiaobai automatically translated it as: Woman, you’ve caught my attention.

"Father will be back in a few days," Tang Xiaobai said.

Tang Shigong was already scheduled to enter the capital on the fifth of March.

"I know, what about it?"

"Doesn’t that mean he’s coming back to arrange a marriage for you?"

Tang Ziqian burst out laughing and gave her head a vigorous rub, "Why are you more concerned than I am?" He removed the sword from his waist, tossed it to Xin Yi, who had come out to meet them, and walked inside on his own, "Don’t worry! When the time comes, I’ll definitely invite our Second Miss to go and check for me first!"

Tang Xiaobai pouted.

What’s there to check? Her brother should see clearly and think clearly on his own, just don’t get a cannon-fodder fiancée.

She inadvertently glanced around and saw Xin Yi still standing in place, holding the sword.

His eyes were trembling, his expression dazed.

"Why are you in a daze there?" Tang Ziqian turned back to urge.

Only then did Xin Yi come to and catch up.

Tang Xiaobai watched for a moment, involuntarily saying, "Do you think Xin Yi—" then stopped herself.

"What about her?" Li Mu asked.

Tang Xiaobai shook her head.

Ye Qingrong truly lived up to the title of the female protagonist; her looks were genuinely stunning, and though Tang Xiaobai hadn’t seen Li Xingyuan, both Li Shu and Tang Ziqian stared at her for quite a long time.

If Xin Yi liked Tang Ziqian—

All these affairs of men and women, she had no solution!

People are visual creatures; if she were a man, she might be captivated by Ye Qingrong too.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaobai suddenly realized there was a young lad beside her.

She turned and looked at him warily, asking, "What do you think of Miss Ye?"

"Vulgar and rude." Li Mu replied blandly.

Tang Xiaobai was taken aback and curiously asked, "How is she vulgar and rude?"

"She was rude to the Second Miss, hence vulgar." Li Mu answered.

Tang Xiaobai couldn’t hold back a laugh and waved her hand, "That’s not it! No way! Ye Qingrong’s attitude towards her seemed more like she was above bickering with a little girl, with no malice whatsoever."

"What else besides that?" Tang Xiaobai continued asking, wasn’t there a sense of blood connection that led to a sense of déjà vu?

"She doesn’t seem dumb."

"Oh?"

"She doesn’t look like someone who would dare provoke Miss Tang as soon as she arrives."

Tang Xiaobai nodded thoughtfully.

She initially thought it might be because Ye’s mother was almost hurt, which made Ye Qingrong angry, but seeing her in person, Ye Qingrong seemed exceptionally calm.

If it wasn’t the author’s forced arrangement, then there was a deeper meaning behind it.

"Anything else?" Tang Xiaobai asked casually.

"This Miss Ye is a practitioner." This time it was Mo Huan, who had accompanied them today, who answered.

Tang Xiaobai was startled, "Really?" That was an unexpected gain.

Mo Huan nodded, "She must have been practicing martial arts from a young age, with decent skills."

Tang Xiaobai clicked her tongue.

The protagonist’s aura is quite grand...

"Second Miss—" At this moment, the servant she had sent to inquire about the Ye Family’s residence returned.

"The Ye Family is at North Qu of Xinchang Village."

Tang Xiaobai nodded and instructed, "Go buy two similar carriages from outside and send them to the Ye Mansion!"

"Why give them carriages?" Tang Jiaojiao’s indignant voice sounded from behind.

Tang Xiaobai turned and called "Sister," unhurriedly explaining, "Didn’t we damage one of their carriages? Our Duke Yan Mansion can certainly afford to compensate. That shabby carriage carried elders of their family; even I feel ashamed for them. I can casually have someone buy two from West Market that’s a thousand times better!"

Tang Jiaojiao looked at her with a half-smile but said nothing.

Tang Xiaobai calmly turned around and instructed, "Go pick two carriages, don’t lose face for our Duke Yan Mansion, and leave the horses too. Just say I said it, horses that spook and go mad so easily, even our servants won’t sit in them. How could they afford a better horse?"

...

After listening to the words from the servants of the Duke Yan Mansion, Ye Qingrong stared at the splendid horse carriage for a while, nodding, "I’ll accept the carriage, and I’ve heard the words of the Second Miss."

When the people from the Duke Yan Mansion left, a middle-aged man emerged from the house, waving his hand to dismiss those nearby.

He looked at the brand-new carriages and sighed, "The Duke Yan Mansion isn’t as hard to deal with as the rumors say."

Ye Qingrong smiled, "This Second Miss is quite interesting."

At the time at the city gate, the Second Miss Tang clearly intended to coax the furious Miss Tang away first.

When dealing with the situation alone, she was fierce on the outside but soft inside.

A truly fierce person wouldn’t just swing a whip to scare people like Miss Tang, nor bluff like the Second Miss Tang.

The truly aggressive and vicious one was that masked boy who lashed out without a word, piercing the horse with a needle in the chaos of Miss Tang’s horse collision.

"Who would want you to stand against the Miss Tang of the Duke Yan Mansion?" the man asked.

"Miss Tang charging was just coincidental. Someone must have been watching me all the way and coincidentally met Miss Tang, then seized the opportunity," Ye Qingrong smiled, "Someone is probing me."

The middle-aged man’s face tightened, "Someone suspects your identity?"

"With some intent, it wouldn’t be hard to find out I’m Qin Rong."

The middle-aged man let out a slight sigh of relief, saying, "You’ve just entered the capital, getting into conflict with the Miss Tang of the Duke Yan Mansion, and then running into Prince Jin for escort back, is too conspicuous. Before long, everyone in the capital will notice you."

"The greatest secret is in the marketplace; I never intended to remain unnoticed."

"Like that person in Hedong, using themselves as bait to lure the snake out of its hole!"

The Qin family’s case had been closed for more than a decade; the Qin family had vanished for more than a decade. Even if there were hidden evidence, no one dared to bring it out. She had to stand up actively, stir all sides.

The middle-aged man sighed, "I’m just worried about your safety..."

Ye Qingrong smiled, "I’ll be cautious, father—"

She paused, suddenly thinking of the little girl from the Duke Yan Mansion.

"Perhaps..."