That day she took a bullock cart to the town to inquire about the matters inside Yangzhou City, but there was only the news that Chuan Monk had been rescued by his accomplices and the rescue failed, resulting in his death at the hands of the Investigation Factory. Besides this, there was no other news.

Ming Yan hurried home to tell the master this great news.

"This means the young lady succeeded, and the young master is on her side. Master, you are no longer a wanted criminal of the Court from now on, and you don’t have to die. However, you have to grow your hair long, and also cover your face so that those familiar with you won’t recognize you."

This action by Ye Zhi directly made her a legend in Ming Yan’s heart.

Uh, if Ye Zhi knew, she would feel guilty again. She hadn’t done anything but slept with the Little Traitor. Actually, relying on beauty is also a skill. She is now sitting in the same carriage with the Little Traitor, on their way back to the Capital City, having forgotten to come back to pick up her little maid...

Zhi Chen, upon knowing this, felt a complex mix of emotions: "I am not familiar with you all, why do you keep helping me?"

Really?

Ming Yan shook her head: "No, just helping this time. You just stay here at ease until the young lady comes to pick us up. Oh, I should make dinner, I’m so hungry!"

Having said that, she hurriedly stepped forward, heading towards the kitchen, expressing that she didn’t want to listen to the man’s words.

That look, as if she was being chased by a ghost~

The man left behind shook his head helplessly, but the coldness between his eyebrows was now replaced with a touch of tenderness. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

After that, neither of them mentioned leaving again.

The youth of Xinghua Village had all gone out, established homes and careers elsewhere, leaving very few households in the village.

Zhi Chen sometimes wore a Dragon River Hat, went to the small lake to catch fish, or hunted on the nearby mountain.

And Ming Yan had savings of a hundred silver taels, which was enough for daily needs. With the monk catching fish and hunting, they could still maintain their household. The animal skins could be sold for some income, and life was quite good. It had been a month since the young lady disappeared, but there was no hurry; they would wait patiently.

However, her wish would be in vain; she wouldn’t see her young lady in the short term.

Because upon returning to the Capital City, Ye Zhi was beaten and scolded by the Ye Family, and punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, living a wretched life, unable to care for her.

At this moment, the Ye Family grabbed her younger daughter, scolding her: "You, do you think your skin isn’t itchy enough? Running to Dragon Tiger Mountain was bad enough, but now you’re doing this again. Do you think your father is dead? Do you think he really doesn’t dare to hit you?"

Seated in the main seat of the side hall, Ye Yuan was drinking tea. Being called out by his wife, he looked up innocently. He really didn’t dare to hit her.

Huanhuan, Changzhou, Lu He, Zhao Jun, and others were all present.

Now, it was half a month after Ye Zhi’s return, and her mother was still clinging to the matter. She felt indignant: "Mother, you’ve hit and scolded me, and I’ve acknowledged my mistake. Why don’t you talk about Shen Chen? He was the one who wanted to break off the engagement, and that’s why I left. Scold him! Why scold me..."

Ye Yuan, who was about to drink tea, quickly put down his teacup, looked around, and after finding nothing unusual, he was relieved. He sternly said, "What are you shouting for, child? You must show respect to Prime Minister Shen. The situation has changed."

In the court, no one dared to belittle Shen Chen anymore.

He, like a dark horse, emerged with clean and decisive means, and with control over the Investigation Factory, was undoubtedly like a tiger with wings. Ye Yuan was always respectful to him. After becoming an official, Xiao Chen’s temperament became increasingly official-like.

Ye Zhi was still stubborn, though her voice was much quieter: "I wasn’t wrong either."