Prince, Not Tonight

Ah Bian's speed was not to be underestimated. After returning to the Cantonese Courtyard, he changed his clothes and entered the room with a beautifully decorated letter in his hand.

"Your Highness, the fourth palace is already waiting in the reception hall." The attendant then raised the letter above his head, "A pawnshop owner from Cantonese has sent over a letter. Would Your Highness like to hear it?"

The businesses of the Southern King's Mansion were all over the world, and he couldn't remember who the shopkeeper was in Cantonese. He only vaguely knew that those who became shopkeepers were loyal and reliable people who had followed the Southern King's Mansion since his time.

They didn't usually disturb him, either by sending him a letter in person or as something important.

Nan Si Yue paused for a moment before he said indifferently, "Let's hear it."

The attendants spread out the neatly folded letters, cleared their throats, and read aloud, "The day before, this old servant heard from the nobleman at headquarters that His Royal Highness had recently gotten married. The fact that His Royal Highness was able to get married like a beautiful woman and had deep affection for her husband is a matter for celebration. The old servant also learned that the princess had escaped from the palace after being seduced by a traitor. Such a tragic event actually made those who heard sigh in regret. Wangfei definitely did not leave voluntarily, but this scoundrel was too despicable. Although this old servant had only met the prince once in his life, I have already kowtowed to him. In this world, all men are less than 10% of the prince. If the princess wasn't a dull person, how could she give up on the sweet orchids and leave the weeds? If the action of the princess was not the work of a scoundrel, then this kind of woman was extremely stupid. It was fine if the king didn't want her! "This old servant heard again that General Cen's daughter has been yearning for Your Highness for a long time …"

The next thing he knew, he would list all of the famous women and women in the empire, showing them all as' there is no such thing as grass in this world '.

In the end, not only did Nan Si Yue feel speechless, even the person reading the letter also felt that it was incredible. He wondered: Did this shopkeeper's brain get crushed?

Even Tang San didn't think that the pawnshop owner would actually send a letter of condolences to the Southern King's Estate.

— I wonder if he stayed in this remote place for too long. How did he become so simple and honest?

She listened to the letter twice, carefully worded and filled with the loyalty of her old subordinates' punches. Then she casually took it and held it tightly. When she let it go, only bits of paper were left behind.

The attendant in charge of reading the letter was drenched in cold sweat, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

"Cloud Out …" He murmured this name that was definitely not familiar, yet was somehow related to him. Zhang Xuan felt agitated.

He originally wanted to ignore her and allow her to freely go with Palace Head Tang. Unfortunately … He really couldn't afford to embarrass himself like this.

That wedding didn't alarm too many people, but now it seemed that even the manager of a small place like Yuzhou knew about his bride's escape. The news spread really quickly. He could no longer let it go.

It was Tang San's turn to be heartless since he'd schemed against him before.

"Prince, the fourth palace is still waiting in the main hall …" The paper butterflies were rolling around on the ground. The servant saw that she was thinking and felt terrified. He thought for a while, but still took the risk to remind the prince to leave this place as soon as possible.

When Nan Si Yue heard this, she turned around and walked past the pieces of paper as if nothing had happened. She headed straight for the door with great precision.

Every step he took was being beneficial. It was as if he had meticulously calculated and rehearsed each step.

There was no mistake.