Meng Qing arrived outside the courtyard and pretended to pass by the gate. Luo Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But Meng Qing suddenly turned back and entered the gate, mumbling: “Oh? There’s actually a door here, uh, I didn’t notice, almost missed it.” After entering, he saw two guards standing outside a room and walked toward that room.
Luo Ye was anxious and shouted: “Third Brother, what are you doing? Even making a scene requires some restraint!”
Meng Qing feigned surprise: “Isn’t Zhan looking for someone? How can I find someone if I don’t go into the room?” As he spoke, he was already just a few steps from the room.
Luo Ye rushed forward and blocked him, gritting his teeth: “I have repeatedly been tolerant, but Third Brother is going too far. Making a drunken scene in my inner courtyard is one thing, but now you want to enter the room?”
Meng Qing moved to sidestep him. Luo Ye moved to block him, but didn’t expect Meng Qing to fake a move to the left and then quickly dodge to the right. In an instant, he had bypassed Luo Ye and was quickly walking to the door.
Luo Ye shouted urgently: “Stop him!”
Two guards at the door each took half a step inward, standing shoulder to shoulder, blocking Meng Qing, respectfully but apologetically saying: “Third Highness.”
Meng Qing said in a low voice: “Xia Yuan, Xia Zhe.”
Xia Yuan and Xia Zhe followed closely behind him, pouncing forward with lightning speed and striking down the two guards. Meng Qing reached out to push the door, found it bolted from inside, and stepped aside, saying: “Xia Yuan.”
Xia Yuan understood immediately and kicked the door open. Meng Qing strode in, and Luo Ye, seeing he couldn’t stop him, ordered his attendants to call two squads of guards and followed Meng Qing into the room.
Meng Qing entered the inner chamber. Several elderly women, hearing the door being kicked open, were at a loss but hurriedly knelt down to pay respects as Luo Ye followed him in.
As soon as Meng Qing entered, he saw Yu Yi lying unconscious on the bed, covered with a thin blanket. His greatest concern was that the drug Yu Yi had taken could cause irreversible damage to her health.
Ignoring the panicked elderly women, he went directly to the bedside, placed his hand on Yu Yi’s neck, feeling the slight pulse beneath his fingers, and observed her complexion. Seeing her pulse was normal, her lips were rosy, and her breathing was steady, he was slightly relieved and immediately injected a wake-up agent into her neck vein.
Then he stood up straight, turned to look at Luo Ye, whose face was dark with anger, and raised an eyebrow: “Second Brother, it seems Zhan has indeed found someone!” While speaking, he walked towards Luo Ye.
Luo Ye was not a fool. Although he had followed into the room, he stood far away at the door, maintaining distance from Meng Qing. Seeing Meng Qing approach, he cautiously stepped back, and the two guards behind him stepped forward to block Meng Qing.
Noticing Luo Ye’s awareness of his intentions, Meng Qing stopped, picked up a teacup from the table, and brought it to his mouth, smiling and saying: “Second Brother, what are you…” Halfway through the sentence, he gripped the teacup and rushed forward.
The guards, facing the Third Highness, did not dare draw their weapons without explicit orders and could only raise their hands to block. Xia Yuan and Xia Zhe naturally would not let Luo Zhan face the two guards alone, and they pounced from left and right, engaging the guards in combat. Although the guards were no match for Xia Yuan and Xia Zhe, they were not caught completely off guard this time and exchanged a few moves.
Meng Qing only needed them not to interfere with him. He broke through between the two guards and lunged towards Luo Ye. Luo Ye turned to run out as soon as Meng Qing first rushed towards him. Meng Qing was using Luo Zhan’s body, so his speed and strength were significantly reduced. Seeing that he couldn’t catch up with Luo Ye, he threw the teacup at Luo Ye’s back of the head.
To Meng Qing’s surprise, the teacup, though aimed accurately, seemed to encounter an invisible resistance and lost its momentum, falling to the ground. The teacup shattered with a bang as Luo Ye crossed the main door. Seeing two squads of guards rushing over, he ran towards them, pointing behind him: “Capture my third brother.”
A thought suddenly flashed through Meng Qing’s mind: Luo Ye was wearing Yu Yi’s bulletproof system, which meant he had already… A sharp pain struck his heart, and his gaze towards Luo Ye was now filled with killing intent. However, with the enemy outnumbering them, if he wanted to safely escape with Yu Yi, he could not lose his composure.
He stopped, suppressing his inner rage, and swayed as he said to Luo Ye: “Second Brother, Zhan seems to be very drunk and can’t remember what he did just now.”
Luo Ye ran to the middle of the guards, now calm, and turned to look at Meng Qing. Seeing him still pretending to be drunk, anger rose in his heart: “Not only did you break into your elder brother’s inner courtyard, but you even tried to kill me, and now you dare say you don’t remember?”
Meng Qing said coldly: “Zhan had no intention of killing Second Brother, but Second Brother seems intent on killing Zhan.”
A sharp light flashed in Luo Ye’s eyes. He indeed had murderous intentions. To silence him, he would naturally need to eliminate everyone around him. Thinking of this, Luo Ye suddenly remembered that there was another attendant with Luo Zhan besides the Xia Yuan brothers earlier, but now only Xia Yuan and Xia Zhe remained. His heart moved, and he asked in a low voice: “Third Brother, where is your other attendant?”
Meng Qing raised an eyebrow and looked at him, saying calmly: “I had him return to the residence to deliver a message.”
I was too drunk, so I’ll stay here at Second Brother’s place for the night.”
Luo Ye secretly gritted his teeth. From the time he left the dining hall until now, nearly half a period had passed. That attendant was now impossible to catch. If Luo Zhan’s residence knew he was staying here for the night, he couldn’t kill him.
He looked at Pan Xian: “Master…”
Pan Xian stepped forward and said to Luo Ye: “Third Highness is drunk and confused. Why not let him rest in the guest room?
Luo Ye ordered the attendants to “invite” Meng Qing, Xia Yuan, and Xia Zhou to rest in the guest rooms.
Luo Ye asked Pan Xian, “Sir, what should we do now?”
Pan Xian replied, “Your Highness, this subordinate believes the Third Prince must value Yi Gazi and is trying to find a way to meet Miss Yi. However, we do not know how he learned about Miss Yi… and how he knows her current location.”
Luo Ye stared at Pan Xian, still suspicious and unsure whether Pan Xian truly did not know or was deliberately putting on an act to cover up a leak.
Pan Xian explained the current situation in detail: “The Third Prince has already sent someone back to relay a message, saying he is resting in Your Highness’s residence.
Your Highness absolutely cannot let anything happen to him here, or else you would be accused of fratricide and be taken away by the Grand Rectification Court. Even if Your Highness leaves no traces and no evidence, you cannot avoid being criticized. Your Highness is the oldest and most capable among the princes, most likely to legitimately ascend the throne, but if such an incident occurs, it would become difficult.”
Luo Ye asked, “What does Sir think we should do?”
