Her guards

Chapter 261 Her Worries
A magnificent carriage drove out of the imperial city, surrounded by imperial guards, eunuchs, and palace maids, followed by more than a dozen other carriages.

The grand procession passed through the streets and arrived at the Duke of Ding'an's residence.

"Has His Majesty bestowed anything upon us again?"

"I have a princess at home, you can't compare."

"Even though the princess has married out, the Duke of Ding'an's mansion still shows her such favor."

"It's like even the chickens and dogs have risen to heaven."

"Indeed, that maid's procession was comparable to that of a princess."

The people of Beijing have gotten used to it over the past few months.

But because they lacked official status, the emperor's rewards used to be somewhat secretive, but today it seems he doesn't care about anything anymore.

Soon, more news arrived.

"Incredible—"

Do you know who that maid is?

"That maid is the princess—"

"what?"

A large crowd surged in. Inside the Duke of Ding'an's mansion, the Duke and his wife, along with their entire family, stood at the entrance to greet that... maidservant.

"Father, what's going on?"

Yang Hui asked anxiously from the side.

"How come Ah Sheng has turned into Yang Luo again?"

This maid was Liu Chan at first, then A Sheng, how did she change again?
The name Yang Luo has become well-known throughout the capital, but how come Yang Luo himself keeps changing his mind!
Duke Ding'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling flustered and numb.

Who knows what happened?

He couldn't care less about what was going on.

Anyway, whoever the emperor says is Yang Luo, that's who.

Regardless of who Yang Luo is, he is Yang Luo's uncle!
The family was lost in thought when they saw the maid, Zhen Yang, get out of the carriage and walk in.

"Ah Luo—" Lady Ding'an greeted her with a beaming smile.

But Yang Hui was one step ahead of her.

"Are you Yang Luo? Is that Yang Luo your maid?" she asked urgently.

Yang Luo didn't look at them, only hummed in response.

"Why?" Yang Hui asked, annoyed and anxious.

All her previous sincerity was given to a maid! All wasted!
What's even more infuriating is that, compared to Yang Luo before, she had a bad temper with this maid from the very beginning!

Next, I must show my sincerity to this maid!
“If you don’t even want to be yourself, what are you doing?” she shouted.

Yang Luo stopped and looked at her coldly.

Yang Hui froze and instinctively stepped back.

Yang Luo wanted to hit her as soon as he entered the Duke of Ding'an's mansion...

However, Yang Luo didn't hit her at this moment. He just said coldly, "Who in the world doesn't want to be themselves? But some people just can't."

After saying this, he looked past Yang Hui and at Duke Ding'an.

"Uncle, don't you think so?"

Duke Ding'an, who had been hiding in the back and hadn't stepped forward, was suddenly brought up and forced a smile: "What? Oh, A-Luo, whatever you and His Majesty discussed, I'm fine with it..."

Yang Luo interrupted him: "If I had come to your door and told you that I was Yang Luo back then, you would only have discussed it with Marquis Yichun, and you would never have given me a chance to see His Majesty."

Duke Ding'an's face stiffened, and he stammered, "No, I didn't..."

Yang Luo ignored him and looked at the eunuch beside him: "I have important things to do. Clean up the house and don't let anyone disturb me."

After saying that, he strode inside.

The Duke of Ding'an and his wife wanted to give chase, but were stopped by the palace attendants.

"My lord, please tidy up. We've arranged for you to stay in the west courtyard."

"What? Us, all of us?"

"Her Highness is very busy and cannot be disturbed."

"This, this is the Duke of Ding'an's residence..."

"Madam, we will take over the household affairs."

"This is my home! I don't want to move, I want to live in my yard!"

"From this day forward, no one is permitted to move about freely within the house! Anyone who violates this rule will be punished with caning!"

"Ah, don't hit me—"

The courtyard was filled with a chaotic cacophony of noise.

Yang Luo ignored him and went straight into the hall.

The maids of the Duke of Ding'an's mansion were no longer allowed to enter; palace maids came in to serve tea.

Two more people strode in.

The palace guards outside did not stop them, and the maids withdrew on their own when they saw the two.

"Uncle Hong," Yang Luo stood up, his expression anxious, "Can the message still be delivered?"

Today, Yang Luo's true identity was suddenly exposed by the emperor. As soon as she left the palace, she told Zhang Shengyou to quickly pass the news on to Mo Zheng.

The emperor may not know how "Prince Mo" operates, but Yang Luo does.

That's something only Mo Zheng could do personally.

To achieve this, someone needs to take over the role of "Miss Yang".

Therefore, after Mo Xiaohuangzi appeared, the Miss Yang in the Wei family was a stand-in and an imposter.

Because Mo Zheng attracted Wei Cui with her true form and kept drawing attention to herself, Wei Cui didn't care about this Miss Yang.

But if Wei Cui finds out that Miss Yang is an imposter and a maid, he will definitely investigate.

Perhaps, if they guessed it was Mo Zheng, they would know that Mo Zheng's actions were a conspiracy, a conspiracy with the emperor.

How could Wei Cui possibly let Mo Zheng off the hook!
If the arrow shot in Qin'an City was an act, then Mo Zheng's death is inevitable!
Hong Lin shook his head with a somber expression: "Because Wei Cui joined the battle, the situation there has already descended into chaos."

Although the forces led by Prince Mo Xiao were fake, the troops from the four regions of Longxi who had pledged allegiance to him were real.

The Yunyang Army is going to fight these people.

Wei Cui is now pursuing and killing Prince Mo.

Feng Su personally led the Yunyang army to surround and capture Wei Cui.

The entire Longxi region is now in complete chaos.

For safety reasons, Mo Zheng's whereabouts are unpredictable, making it difficult for messages to be delivered in a timely manner. What to do? Yang Luo's face turned pale.

“Miss Yang, there’s no need to worry too much,” Hong Lin said. “The young master had already anticipated that her identity would be exposed.”

“Young Master has already said so,” Peach Blossom said. “Wei Cui is cautious in his actions and will not truly reveal his rebellious intentions to the world. He will surely mislead the people. If Your Majesty wants to persuade the officials, you need to present evidence that everyone can believe.”

The evidence, of course, was that the emperor had already planted his own people.

"Your maneuvering in the capital will inevitably cause various controversies, but His Majesty truly loves you and will not let you suffer any injustice."

Therefore, for the sake of his real daughter and for the sake of unity in the war effort, the emperor would inevitably reveal that the two women had switched identities.

Ah Zheng is indeed a very intelligent person; she sees through everything. Yang Luo sighed softly.

“A battle with Wei Cui was inevitable,” Hong Lin said. “Young Master will do everything in her power.”

Yang Luo looked westward. She had witnessed Mo Zheng's battles—in Lu County, on the streets of the capital, and in the imperial city. Each time was dangerous, but at most, he was only facing a dozen or so people. In Longxi, against Wei Cui, he was facing thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers…

"Living is so hard," she murmured.

“There’s no other way,” Hong Lin said softly, then looked at Yang Luo. “The court is counting on you, Miss. Have the court’s troops surround and kill Wei Cui’s faction to help you escape.”

Yang Luo nodded: "I will."

Do your best.

……

.......
Peach Blossom sat in the restaurant and sighed heavily.

"Don't be like this," Hong Lin advised. "I told you it was expected. How could the emperor see his own daughter by his side and not acknowledge her?"

“That’s not what I’m worried about,” Peach Blossom said. “It’s only natural to not hide the fact that she’s my biological daughter.”

She took another deep breath as she spoke.

"What I'm worried about is..."

"How long can you keep your true identity a secret, young master?"

There is never anything in this world that is foolproof.

The true identity of the fake maid will be discovered sooner or later.

Peach Blossom looked down at the street, where many people were gathered in twos and threes, discussing amongst themselves. The noise was constant, and one could hear words like "real princess," "maid," "evidence found," and "rebellion."

The news has spread.

Hong Lin turned his gaze away from the street and looked towards the west.

"Hopefully we can keep this a secret until the young master manages to escape."

"So the maid was the real young lady, and the young lady was actually the maid."

The maid was actually Yang Luo. The Marquis of Yichun immediately learned that the Miss Yang he had always thought of was a maid.

Compared to before, the study of the Marquis of Yichun was somewhat deserted.

Chai Du was stripped of his military power, and to avoid any disrespectful behavior, the Marquis of Yichun simply sent both of his sons back to the countryside.

He also ordered Lady Chai to stay at home and reflect on her mistakes, and to remain in seclusion until the King of Donghai successfully ascended the throne.

However, closing the door does not mean that communication is cut off.

There were no sons making a fuss, only the old servant responding.

"Yes, they said it was for safety reasons."

Marquis Yichun sneered: "Indeed, it's safe now."

Throughout history, both Lady Li and the Empress have only dealt with maids, yet this young lady was unharmed and witnessed everything clearly.

"The fake young lady's marriage to the Wei family was a ploy to uncover Wei Cui's treasonous plot," the old servant continued. "It was through this marriage that His Majesty's men entered Longxi and discovered that Wei Cui was keeping Prince Mo in his care. Prince Mo's restoration of his kingdom was supported by Wei Cui behind the scenes."

Marquis Yichun sneered, "I knew it! How could he bear to marry off his beloved daughter, whom he had lost and then found again, to Longxi? Sending a lamb to the tiger's den! It turns out it was all a ruse; his real purpose was to sacrifice his own child to trap the wolf."

This move shows that Deng Shan's momentum hasn't waned and he still possesses the courage of his younger days.

“Then Miss Yang has added to the merits,” the old servant said. “The King of Donghai has been reprimanded by His Majesty again, who told him to be respectful to Miss Yang from now on.”

This Miss Yang is really something. Marquis Yichun gripped his teacup tightly; he really didn't want to mention her at all.

"Alright, let His Highness bide his time and stop arguing with this little woman," he said.

The old servant acknowledged and left.

The study fell silent. Marquis Yichun was somewhat agitated. This matter was indeed unexpected, and indeed brilliant.

Although he also wanted His Majesty to get rid of Wei Cui and clear the way for the next emperor.

But even though things turned out as I wished, I still felt uneasy.

Perhaps it's because this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Chai.

Originally, it was Chai's troops who should have made contributions, and in the future, with the whole world submitting and the world becoming peaceful and prosperous, Chai would have made great contributions, which would have been a win-win situation.

But now, the credit belongs solely to the father and daughter.
Marquis Yichun threw the tea on the table.

“Stupid Wei Cui,” he muttered under his breath.

After scolding him, he gave him another beating.

Wei Cui is stupid and foolish.

Is Wei Cui really that stupid?

Don't you know that this marriage was arranged intentionally by the emperor?
How could the emperor's men be allowed to start a rebellion when the young prince was still within the territory?

Marquis Yichun stood in front of the desk, feeling that something was amiss.

The sky is getting brighter.

Before the students of the Academy of Chinese Studies had even woken up, and before the instructor on duty at the library had even opened the door and had a chance to stretch, someone rushed over.

"Oh, the door isn't open yet, oh, Dr. Ling."

"Dr. Ling, you're back? How's your grandfather? Wait, didn't you just leave yesterday—"

Before the instructor could finish speaking, Ling Yu pushed him away.

"Get out of the way!" he shouted, throwing his bundle on the ground and rushing upstairs with heavy footsteps.

The instructor stood there looking at the bundle, then at Ling Yu, whose back was already out of sight.

"Is this... Mr. Reluctant to Part Again?" he exclaimed emotionally. "What a deep bond between teacher and student!"

"Wang Zaitian!"

Ling Yu kicked the door open.

The flimsy door collapsed with a thud.

Wang Zaitian, who was asleep inside, hugging a book and leaning against a wooden board, was startled awake and almost got hit by the door.

"You traitor!"

(End of this chapter)