Chapter 322: Trouble at the Jia Residence

If you like it, next time your great-aunt will make it for you.

As soon as she heard Jiang Yunchu's words, she quickly smiled; before, she had been afraid he would dislike it, seeing how fine the stitching on his clothes was—surely the work of a skilled embroiderer—and she also feared he wouldn't approve.

I never expected this child to be so thoughtful.

Good.

Jiang Yunchu nodded, then glanced at everyone, giving a light smile: 'Seeing someone off for a thousand miles, there must be a farewell—let's part here.'

Outside Zhuang City, the youth in all-green attire clasped his fists, gazing at each person, then sprang onto his horse in a clean, swift motion, without hesitation.

Goodbye.

Afterwards, she no longer delayed, riding straight away on her horse.

Jingdu...

What should we do?

They've been surrounding for half a day; looking at the situation outside, I'm afraid they won't relent unless they catch Jia Er.

The children's faces were full of worry; Jia Chuan stood up, and Ning Hanmo beside him immediately seized him, saying, 'Jia Er, what are you going to do?'

Jia Chuan glanced at his companions beside him, each showing concern; they were all trying to think of a solution, but...

I can't keep dragging them down, and I can't drag down the Regent Prince's Manor.

It's only been half a day; as long as I don't go out, they won't leave the Wang Fu, which has been under constant siege—no one can get in or out.

One person does the deed, one person bears the blame; the Jia family is in trouble, I am a child of the Jia family—I will take responsibility for any fault, and if I must lose my head, it's just this one.

Jia Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, yet the corner of his mouth curled in a smile; his whole body emanated an aura of deathly stillness.

The situation isn't settled yet—do you realize that if you walk out this door, you won't be able to come back! Ning Hanmo seized his shoulder tightly, shouting loudly and shaking him to bring him to his senses.

I know! Jia Chuan shouted loudly.

The young boy, tears spilling from the corner of his eyes; the one who had always been silent yet full of spirit was now like a trapped little beast.

How could I not know? If I go out, what awaits me is death, but I have no other choice.

My father's leaking of military intelligence is a fact, my mother's identity is a fact; if I remain in the Wang Fu, it will only raise suspicion against the manor.

Those soldiers could clearly come in to arrest me, yet they have besieged the gate; why?

Jia Chuan pointed at the Gate, looking at Ning Hanmo as he loudly questioned.

Because the Regent Prince is Ning Chengyan, and because the Regent's Consort is Jiang Yunchu.

Why?

Because of the Dean's prestige, and because of the youth general's prestige.

The prestige they have struggled for, the prestige they have won—how could they allow me to tarnish it?

Do you allow it?

He looked at his companions, at each person who cared for him, and tears fell; this was the last time he would shed tears—being able to know these people in this lifetime was worthwhile.

Being able to enter Chun Hua Xue Yuan in this lifetime is worthwhile!

He is worth it!

I forbid it!

These three words are so light, yet so firm!

He will not allow anyone to slander the Dean—no one can, not even himself.

The one who gave him his aim—oh, the one who lives a vibrant, colorful life, forever shielding them from behind!

How could he allow anyone to slander her? How could he let the Wang Fu and the academy suffer disgrace?

I...

Before he could finish his words, someone struck his neck, and he instantly passed out.

Usually, he would stay on guard.

Yet here, at Chun Hua Xue Yuan, he completely relaxed his vigilance.

Kang Wen silently lowered his hand, looking at the gazes around him, 'What's wrong? You really intend to let Jia Er go to his death? I disagree.'

Well done!

Kang Zi Wei walked over and lightly patted Kang Wen's shoulder; Kang Wen looked at everyone's gazes, scratched the back of his head, 'Don't talk about me—I can only do this much; the thinking work still needs you few who are more clever.'

The words are rough but the reasoning sound; yet those few who are more clever, looking at his manner, have eyes practically glowing green.

We are insignificant and our words carry little weight; Kang Meng cannot enter, Ningguang has told us to stay calm and not act rashly; the Dean's whereabouts are unknown, so we can only wait.

There's no other way.

Kang Nai Xin looked at the crowd, gently shaking her head.

When a major incident occurs, they feel their weakness; when a companion meets trouble, they have no way, they can do nothing.

That deep sense of helplessness, they don't even want to experience it a second time.

But then...

Ning Hanmo furrowed his brows, 'I'll go outside to test the attitude; you wait for me.'

Be careful in all things; if it doesn't work, retreat." Kang Zi Wei said to Ning Hanmo.

Ning Hanmo nodded; his status is special—although he has not been granted a hereditary title, he is still the son of the Prince, and still the future master of the Regent Prince's Manor.

His identity and status are here.

But...

When he opened the door, two swords outside were crossed directly before his face: 'No one may enter or exit.'

Ning Hanmo put on the airs of a spoiled young noble from years past, a blade of grass between his teeth, he lifted his leg and kicked up, 'Do you know who the young master is?'

Do you dare to block me?

That look, inexplicably, feels somewhat familiar.

Although he appeared carefree and nonchalant on the surface, his eyes took in everything around him.

With so many people and so many troops, I'm afraid Jia Er's father has committed a serious offense.

"Ning Hanmo!"

"Are you trying to obstruct the officials in carrying out their duties?"

Cao Shuyun walked over, a mocking smile on his face, his gaze toward Ning Hanmo carrying a hint of ill intent.

"Cao Da Chong, you blind dog's eyes—if you can't, just gouge out your eyes and use them as a ball to step on; you'll still hear the commotion."

"Young master, are you obstructing the officials in carrying out their duties?"

"Young master, have you taken a step outside?"

"You're still obstructing the officials in carrying out their duties—do you even know what that means?"

"If your brains are useless, just gouge them out and kick them like a cuju ball."

After saying that, Ning Hanmo gave him a look of disdain, then shook his head: "No, too dirty; better to feed it to the dogs."

"Ning Hanmo!"

"Grab him for me!"

"Grab him!"

A burst of angry shouts, but Ning Hanmo let out a cold snort: "Stupid B."

Then he directly shut the gate of Wang Fu with a bang, almost hitting Cao Yunshu in the face.