Chapter 60 Closing the Door and Beating the Dog [Handwritten VIP]
Agu looked worried. His Highness the Crown Prince was already suppressing his anger. If the Crown Princess sent this painting to the Crown Prince's residence, he might go crazy on the spot. It would be best for the Crown Princess to stop while she was ahead.
However, Hai Ling didn't care whether others were angry or not. Her fair and delicate face turned cold as she glared at A Gu: "If you don't want to, I'll have someone else send it over. You don't need to stay either. Take all the people from the Crown Prince's residence with you."
Rouge chimed in, "Guard Agu, don't anger our mistress. This was specially bought by our mistress for the Crown Prince. If you don't deliver it, wouldn't you be wasting her good intentions?"
"good."
Agu uttered the word with a sharp, forced expression. He was caught in a dilemma, unable to refuse or refuse, caught between a rock and a hard place. His face darkened slightly. He reached out and took the painting from Hailing's hand. The group left Baohezhai. The shopkeeper, having regained his senses, escorted them to the door. He remained in a daze for a long time, vaguely wondering if the people who had just entered Baohezhai were really the Crown Prince, as well as the Left Prime Minister and the Young General Baiye.
Hailing and Yanzhi boarded the carriage, and Agu instructed someone to send Huaxiu to the Crown Prince's residence. The rest of them mounted their horses and followed the carriage to the General's residence.
After passing through several bustling streets, we headed towards a secluded one.
Hai Ling closed her eyes to rest in the carriage. She couldn't help but laugh when she recalled how Feng Zixiao had turned pale with anger earlier, and how he had wanted to lash out but was holding back. She wanted to see how long he could endure it.
Suddenly, the carriage neighed and came to a stop.
Someone blocked their way. Hailin suddenly opened her eyes, wanting to ask what had happened.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept in from outside the carriage, as fast as lightning. By the time she reacted and made a move, a figure darted in from outside the carriage, flashed by like a fleeting shadow, and then disappeared again.
This back and forth happened in the blink of an eye.
The carriage remained empty, with nothing more and nothing less.
Hai Ling's face darkened, and with her fair, jade-like hand, she lifted the carriage curtain and peered out. She saw a tall horse blocking their path, with a man sitting high on it. His black hair, like a magnificent brocade, danced in the air, and his black brocade robes fluttered in the wind. His elegant and unrestrained demeanor made him seem like a chivalrous knight-errant. However, before Hai Ling could even utter a sigh, she saw a splash of bright red spread across his raised hand.
The bright red ribbon with two fluttering butterflies that she used to wear around her waist was suddenly snatched away by this man in the blink of an eye, and Hai Ling's face immediately turned gloomy and ugly.
"Shirano, what are you doing?"
Fortunately, there were few people on the street, and no one would come anytime soon; otherwise, if someone had seen this scene, it would have greatly damaged her reputation.
As Hailing finished speaking, Agu, who had been following behind her carriage to protect her, quickly rode forward and slowly clasped his hands in greeting.
"General Bai, what are you doing?"
Shiro's resolute features were unfathomable, his pupils were dark and flickering. He didn't look at anyone, but instead looked down at a pair of butterflies fluttering in his hand, looking at them twice, and then suddenly spoke in a deep voice.
"Where did you get this?"
Hailin glared at him, extremely angry, without saying a word.
Rouge emerged from the carriage, a smile spreading across her pretty face: "General Bai, those were double butterflies made by our young lady herself. What are you going to do with them?"
"She hit it herself?"
Bai Ye was clearly somewhat disbelieving, and seemed too shocked. In his cold eyes, an overwhelming rage enveloped his entire being, and the air instantly became so thick that it felt like an unmelting ice, causing people to shiver involuntarily.
He stared intently at Hailin and asked again, "Did you hit her?"
Hailin was furious and shouted angrily, "Baiye, you've gone too far! You suddenly appeared out of nowhere and then asked a bunch of nonsensical questions. Yes, this is a knot I tied, called Double Flying Butterfly. I can tie many more knots like this. Do you want it? If you do, just say so. There's no need to snatch other people's things and treat them like criminals."
After she finished her outburst, Bai Ye, who was sitting high on his horse, didn't say another word. He pulled on the reins, spurred his horse, and galloped away, disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if a gust of wind had swept by.
Everyone behind them was stunned, and Hailin was speechless.
"What kind of mess is this?"
Rouge added, "Miss's things are still in his hands."
"Let's go back to the manor."
Hailin flung the carriage curtain aside and gave a cold command. Agu waved his hand, and the carriage started moving, heading straight for the General's Mansion.
Because she was upset, Hailing instructed someone to enter through the northeast side gate without alerting anyone, so she was unaware that a dramatic scene was unfolding inside the General's Mansion.
The Mingyue Pavilion in the General's Mansion is still where the Second Miss Jiang Feiyu lives.
The second young lady, Jiang Feiyu, was born to the third wife. The third wife was once a famous courtesan who was bought by Jiang Batian on her first night and then entered the General's Mansion, where she gave birth to the second daughter, Jiang Feiyu. Jiang Feiyu inherited the third wife's beauty. Because her mother was favored, her status in the Jiang family was also not low. Although she was an illegitimate daughter, no one dared to offend her in the slightest. Later, she became Bai Yu's sweetheart. In this huge General's Mansion, the mother and daughter stood out even more. Even the first wife, Liu Shi, and Jiang Feixue did not dare to deliberately make things difficult for them.
Mingyue Pavilion.
At this moment, all was quiet, and the maids and servants had been dismissed.
In the empty main hall, Bai Ye sat at the head of the table with a gloomy expression. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, his lips tightly pressed together as he stared at Jiang Feiyu.
Jiang Feiyu looked at Bai Ye like this, and her heart skipped a beat. Her unease grew, and she became somewhat afraid.
Bai Ye has always been very kind to her. Even when she was being unreasonable, he would smile and comfort her until she was happy. No matter what happened, he had never treated her with such a cold and gloomy attitude. Could it be that...?
Jiang Feiyu was terrified. Her hand trembled uncontrollably as she poured tea, causing it to spill. She hurriedly put down the teapot, then calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and told herself not to panic. Perhaps things weren't as she thought.
Besides, she's so beautiful. Even if Bai Ye discovers something, he might forgive her after a bit of tenderness and affection. Men all like beautiful women.
With that thought, Jiang Feiyu regained her confidence. Holding a cup of tea, she walked gracefully to the head of the table, her light and sweet voice ringing out.
"Baiye, what's wrong? Don't scare me, did something happen?"
Bai Ye's deep, dark pupils held a chilling aura that sent shivers down her spine. When he looked up at her, she felt weak in the knees and almost dropped the teacup in her hand. She quickly put it down and said pitifully, "Did I do something wrong? Tell me, and I'll definitely change."
Jiang Feiyu's gentleness did not appease Bai Yu's anger. His entire face was black, his eyes blazing with fury. He suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it on the table with a loud bang. The table shattered, the teacup fell to the ground with a sharp cracking sound, and then a thunderous shout rang out.
"You're saying you really shot those two flying butterflies yourself?"
Bai Ye spoke in a sinister and cold tone, his black eyes no longer showing their former gentleness and tolerance, but instead reflecting a chilling light that could steal one's soul. In his hand was a tattered double butterfly.