Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 185 - 167 One Day and Two Nights

Chapter 185 -167 One Day and Two Nights

Chu Yu left the Princess Mansion to look for Yu Wen.

That day, beset by hesitation, she had asked Yu Wen about the whereabouts of the Canghai Guest. Without further ado, she falsely claimed that Rong Zhi had instructed her to find the Canghai Guest because he had important matters to relay, and hoped that Yu Wen could introduce him.

The day before reaching Jiankang City, she parted ways with Yu Wen, agreeing to meet in a certain place three days later to see the Canghai Guest together. Then came the events of her returning to the mansion.

Chu Yu kept Rong Zhi’s token close to her body, but she did not plan on showing it to Yu Wen. Instead, she prepared to approach the Canghai Guest under a different pretext, thus not violating Rong Zhi’s entrusted task.

Before departing, Chu Yu entrusted the Princess Mansion to Huan Yuan again, leaving him a letter to be handed to Liu Ziyue the next day.

The main purpose of the letter was to request Liu Ziyue to dispatch people to search for the horse thieves and Rong Zhi’s whereabouts, but not with an army, as a large-scale action might alert the horse thieves. Sun Li might think that Rong Zhi had summoned the army, which would be detrimental to Rong Zhi.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, she did as much as she currently could, and placed the other half of her hopes on the mysterious Canghai Guest.

Birds of a feather flock together—though she didn’t know who the Canghai Guest was, being entrusted so solemnly by Rong Zhi suggested that he was no ordinary person.

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Beyond that, Chu Yu had another purpose that she had not revealed to anyone.

When she walked up to the coach at the Princess Mansion’s entrance, Liu Sang was already waiting by the vehicle, armed with a short sword at his waist and a bow and quiver on his back, his eyes wide as if ready for battle.

Beside Liu Sang stood someone both unexpected yet logical to be there, his dark skin robust and healthy, gripping a fine iron Longsword, standing with a straight back.

Under the brilliant starlit sky, beside the grand carriage, this combination looked strangely mismatched.

Looking at the two, Chu Yu felt somewhat helpless but also very amused. Her facial expression twisted for a few seconds before she suppressed her laughter and said, “What are you doing? I’m not going out to fight anyone.”

Liu Sang pursed his lips, his childish face trying to look mature, “We need to protect the Princess. We can’t let the Princess be in danger again. Right, Xiao Hei?” he said, patting Amman, who seriously nodded in agreement at that moment.

Chu Yu finally couldn’t help but laugh. After looking back and forth between the two several times helplessly, she boarded the coach first, “Come on board.” Fortunately, the coach was spacious enough; otherwise, another would have been needed.

If they were to leave, they had to leave overnight. She had just narrowly escaped danger and was now heading out lightly staffed again. If Liu Ziyue were to find out, he certainly wouldn’t approve. If not detaining her, he would deploy a large troop to escort her, which could actually delay matters.

But if she acted first and reported later, even if Liu Ziyue was a bit upset, a few sweet words upon her return might clear up the skies.

Along with Hua Cuo, Amman, and Liu Sang, four people sat inside the coach. Yue Jiefei, as usual, took on the role of the coachman, along with a reliable escort team. With that, the group embarked, cloaked in the night’s starlight, stealthily leaving the city.

This night was starry but moonless.

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The next day.

Imperial Palace.

Liu Ziyue slowly clenched the letter Huan Yuan had delivered, his face darkening as he thought about crushing the letter. But then, relenting, he carefully unfolded it and meticulously smoothed out the creases with his fingers.

While doing so, he instructed the eunuch Hua Yuan’er, “Go call for Fendai.”

Fendai nervously answered the summons and on arrival saw Liu Ziyue fondly stroking a piece of paper. Although she found it strange, she dared not ask any more questions. She carefully stepped forward and paid her respects, thinking to herself, since the Emperor did not seem angry, perhaps he was in a good mood today.

However, just as she straightened up, she heard Liu Ziyue’s casual command: “Hua Yuan’er, slap her for me.”

Liu Ziyue slowly smoothed out the piece of paper in his hand, listening to the crisp sound of slaps; the violent anger in his heart gradually calmed down. By the time he thought to tell them to stop, Fendai’s cheeks had already swollen like steamed buns.

Having finally smoothed and folded the paper away, Liu Ziyue waved his hand to dismiss Fendai, who had completed her task, but he failed to notice the fleeting look of despair and resentment in her tear-filled eyes.

At night, just as Liu Ziyue was about to go to bed, a palace attendant brought news that Fendai had hanged herself in her room using a belt.

After being summoned by Liu Ziyue for a beating earlier that day, she had locked herself in her room, refusing the services of the palace maids. It was not until a palace maid brought dinner in the evening and pushed the door open that she saw Fendai, wearing only a single layer of clothing, hanging mid-air, her body slender and delicate but already ice-cold and stiff, beyond saving.

Upon hearing the news, Liu Ziyue’s complexion changed several times. After a while, he squeezed out a voice through clenched teeth: “How many palace attendants know about this?” Kill them all.

Lock down the news completely.

Fendai’s death must not reach Sister’s ears.

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In the Imperial Palace, Liu Ziyue was perturbed all night long by the news of Fendai’s death. Meanwhile, Chu Yu, who had left Jiankang City and traveled all day, had just settled down in a town’s inn, intended for travelers.

Chu Yu, having traveled far from home and hit the road again without much rest, was exhausted by evening. She barely found an accommodation and the moment her head touched the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep. In the neighboring rooms, both Amman and Liu Sang also slept soundly.

However, in the room next to Chu Yu’s, Hua Cuo sat still by the window. Once the three-stroke watch passed, he grabbed the longsword by his side, agilely flipped out of the window.

Upon landing, Hua Cuo’s clothes spread like flower petals, resembling the wings of a crimson butterfly. Moments later, the crimson butterfly, under the cover of the night, hastily headed towards the outskirts of the city, rushing out ten miles where he stopped at a hill.

The person he was there to meet was already standing on the hill, with hands behind his back, his posture eerily familiar.

Perking up, Hua Cuo approached the man after a few leaps.

The man was cloaked in a black cape that veiled most of his face. Upon seeing Hua Cuo, he wasted no words, getting straight to the point, “Your urgency in meeting me, what is the matter? You must know, sneaking out of the Imperial Palace is not easy, and I had to follow your carriage, what is so urgent?”

Hua Cuo, catching his breath, focused on the key points and relayed to him the experiences told by Chu Yu after her return: “Right now, Rong Zhi’s situation seems dire. I hope you can mobilize some people to help Rong Zhi escape from danger…”

He hadn’t finished his sentence when he was cut off by the man: “Impossible, everyone I could assign has their own tasks, as instructed by the young master not to neglect anything to prevent ruining the master’s plans.”

Hua Cuo, somewhat anxious, argued: “But Rong Zhi’s life is of utmost importance. Isn’t everything we are doing for this? If Rong Zhi dies, what use are all these arrangements?”

The man was silent for a long time before he slowly said, “I trust the young master more than you do.”

That single sentence left Hua Cuo speechless.

Until daybreak approached, Hua Cuo, working with the fading night, returned to the accommodation through the window from whence he left, and dozed off in his clothes. Soon after, he was awakened by Chu Yu’s messenger and the group continued on their journey.

After half a day’s travel, in a village filled with mulberry trees, Chu Yu reunited with Yu Wen whom she had not seen for three days.