Fei Yan Hall was used by the Prince Cheng Manor to entertain male guests. It was only a garden away from the Chong’an Hall. Compared to the elegant and quiet Chong’an Hall, Fei Yan Hall was much noisier. Yu Wan could hear the laughter of a group of men drinking from afar.

On the way to Fei Yan Hall, Yu Wan asked the nanny about the injured.

“It’s a young man,” the head nanny said. “He fell on the way to the private room and his hand hit the stone of the rockery and made such a long cut.”

The nanny finished speaking in fear and gestured exaggeratedly.

Yu Wan thought to herself, That person’s arm probably isn’t even that long.

After that person was injured, he was immediately carried to the room by the pageboy in the Prince Manor. Due to the urgency of the matter, the nanny led Yu Wan through a small path and entered the back door of Fei Yan Hall. They turned left, walked through the corridor, and passed through a courtyard before arriving at the room where the injured person was resting.

Prince Cheng was already waiting at the door. He saw the nanny bring a woman in the Princess Consort’s court dress over. In fact, he had seen the family of five when they entered the manor, but he did not have the time to talk to Yu Wan.

“Cousin-in-law.” Prince Cheng strode forward and cupped his hands politely.

Yu Wan had yet to be conferred the title. Her status was lower than his so she bowed to him. “Your Highness.”

Prince Cheng did not accept her greeting. Instead, he held out his hand and said, “Cousin-in-law, don’t be so polite.”

He could not afford to offend Yan Jiuchao’s wife. As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he was trying to get close to her. He hurriedly said, “We’re all family. There’s no need to be so polite.”

With that, he felt that the suspicion of him trying to get close was even greater. Prince Cheng scratched his head awkwardly.

Yu Wan was amused by his appearance. Only then did she seriously size up this prince. He was the most inconspicuous among the adult princes. The Eldest Prince was a little useless, but at least he occupied the position of the eldest son of the first wife.

Prince Cheng was neither superior nor inferior. He had an older brother who was more outstanding than him and a younger brother who was cuter than him. His biological mother, Concubine Yu, was not of a high background and was also not doted on by the Emperor. It was because of this marriage alliance with the Xiongnu that Concubine Yu was conferred as Consort Yu. She was ranked second-grade, below the four noble and virtuous consorts.

However, those without power and favor were just pitiful people in the palace.

As her biological son, Prince Cheng had inherited Consort Yu’s character very well—he did not know how to cause trouble and did not please the Emperor.

Yu Wan suddenly thought of Yan Huaijing. He knew how to please the Emperor, but Yu Wan did not like him. Yu Wan was glad that he had been beaten up by Yan Jiuchao and was still recuperating at home. Otherwise, she would be embarrassed when she saw him at the wedding banquet.

The humble and polite Prince Cheng was still pleasing to the eye.

It was probably because the genes passed down from his ancestors were too good that none of the Yan family’s children were ugly. Of course, the most handsome ones were her husband and the three little fatties. However, this Prince Cheng was also a rare handsome person. It was really not a loss for the Princess of Xiongnu to marry him.

“Don’t worry, Cousin-in-law. I’ve dismissed all the unrelated people. I’ve also sent someone to inform my cousin.”

… They just hadn’t found him yet.

A certain young master could not stop showing off his children. The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou could no longer satisfy his crazy needs. He extended his vicious hand to the envoys of Nanzhao and the Xiongnu.

Green smoke rose from the heads of the two envoys: Who did we offend this time!!!

“Cousin-in-law, please,” Prince Cheng said.

Yu Wan entered the room accompanied by Prince Cheng.

Zi Su carried the first aid kit and followed behind Yu Wan. Fu Ling and the nanny guarded the door.

The room was filled with the strong smell of blood. On the bed with a tent hook was a sleeping young master in white. The fragrance of wine on his body was covered by the smell of blood. When she got closer, Yu Wan realized that this young master was abnormally young. He looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. His face was not very stunning, but he was delicate and handsome. His figure was a little thin. One of his arms was hanging by the side of the bed. A pageboy from the Prince Cheng Manor was kneeling in front of the bed, pressing his wound tightly with a clean cloth, but blood was still seeping out.

“Stand down,” Prince Cheng said.

The pageboy bowed and left with the blood-soaked handkerchief.

“Thank you, Cousin-in-law.” Prince Cheng cupped his hands.

Although this guest was careless, no matter who it was, he could not escape the blame.

Yu Wan nodded. She stepped over the shocking blood and calmly walked forward.

Prince Cheng was secretly surprised. Not to mention a woman, even a man like him was shocked at first glance. Why didn’t his cousin-in-law blink?