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With a feint, he forced Ouyang Hao to pause for a moment. He leaped into the air and flew toward the edge of the Purple Bamboo Grove, reaching out into the shadows to grab someone.
If it weren't for this person, how would he have been exposed?!
Throwing this person to Ouyang Hao would buy him time to escape—what could be better than that?
Just as he was about to toss the person away, he unexpectedly heard them guess his intention and whisper, "If you hand me over to Ouyang Hao, I will make you regret it."
Immediately after, they shamelessly shouted, "Help! I know who he is! Quickly catch him, we are here... we are here!"
"Nangong Tuo!" What a troublemaker; once those words were out, there was no taking them back. Ouyang Hao must already know who had arrived.
"Third Prince?" He initially thought they were in cahoots, but why would someone voluntarily expose themselves and call for help? And that cry for help—who else could it be but the Third Prince?
Seizing the moment of Ouyang Hao's hesitation, he lifted Nangong Tuo and leaped over the high wall beyond the Purple Bamboo Grove, spinning around and disappearing into the night.
Even if Ouyang Hao wanted to pursue him at this moment, it was too late. The Third Prince's nighttime visit to Xuan Shi Mansion had its purpose; whoever had taken him hostage was likely more powerful than himself. He hadn't even seen their face clearly before they escaped.
"This is bad!" Although Ouyang Hao disliked schemes and intrigues, the fact that a prince had ventured into Xuan Shi Mansion and was captured there—regardless of whether there was danger—was something that Xuan Shi Mansion absolutely could not be involved in.
This troublesome Third Prince really knew how to create problems for himself!
Ouyang Hao's instincts for danger were quite sharp. He immediately called back those who were tracking outside and strictly ordered everyone not to disclose this matter.
After handling everything, Ouyang Hao wasted no time and returned to the rear courtyard. Madam Ouyang and Ouyang Zixin had already been sent back by the guards.
"Dear husband, have they caught the person?" As soon as Ouyang Hao entered, Madam Ouyang stood up eagerly to greet him.
"Father, are you alright?" Ouyang Zixin was not worried; her father's cultivation was no joke, and besides, there were so many guards in the residence.
Seeing his wife and daughter so concerned for him warmed Ouyang Hao's heart. He casually closed the door behind him and walked in with one arm around each of them, pondering how to tell them about the Third Prince.
In contrast to the happy moments with his wife and daughter, Nangong Tuo was undoubtedly suffering at this moment...
Dragged along like a ragdoll for several streets, he was completely disregarded for his safety. Every time they turned a corner, he would be slammed against the wall. Although he had Mysterious Energy protecting him, his delicate body could not withstand it for long. Soon, he had no strength left to use Mysterious Energy, and it felt like his bones were about to shatter.
"Stop, stop! I can't take it anymore... You... you... at least..." Nangong Tuo could no longer hold back and called for a stop. He wanted to plead for mercy but couldn't bring himself to do so.
"What do you mean 'at least'? Third Prince, if you keep shouting, tomorrow there will be another topic of gossip in the capital." Hmph, now you know to call for a stop? It's too late! What if he's the Third Prince? If he dares to ruin my plans, even the Exiled Nation's Sovereign won't have a good outcome.
"I..." Nangong Tuo wanted to say something more, but after hearing that remark, he swallowed his words. Even when slammed against the wall repeatedly, he could only let out muffled sounds and dared not scream anymore.
After a stick of incense worth of time, two figures rushed into Fengyuan Tower's top room.
Nangong Tuo had just wanted to lie down and catch his breath when a shadow blocked him before he could even sit on the bed.
"Third Prince, you cannot lie on Master’s bed." There was no fear or reverence for the prince in the tone; it was merely a statement of fact.
"Impudent!" It was one thing for your master to torment me; who said I couldn't fight back? Am I supposed to let a shadow guard ride over me?
Nangong Tuo put on his princely airs and scolded sharply, preparing to reclaim his dignity from the shadow guard.
Unfortunately, his thoughts were too naive.
"Presumptuous?" A disdainful cold snort came from behind Nangong Tuo, accompanied by a chilling aura.
This is bad...
The morale that Nangong Tuo had just built up instantly dissipated, and he lamented internally about his misfortune.
Just a moment ago, he had been scolding the Shadow Guard with an imposing demeanor, but in the next moment, he immediately switched to a fawning expression, turned around, bowed, and said with a forced smile, "Hehe, I was just joking. Why take it so seriously..."
Is this the high and mighty prince? Is this the usually arrogant Third Prince? His expression is truly...
The corners of the Shadow Guard's mouth twitched as he unhesitatingly vanished from the room. Some things were not meant for him to witness.
"You came to Xuan Shi Mansion just to joke with me?" In contrast to the Shadow Guard's unease, this person seemed quite accustomed to Nangong Tuo's behavior and found nothing inappropriate about a prince acting so obsequiously.
"Of course not!" Seeing the Shadow Guard leave, Nangong Tuo dared not think about that bed any longer. He walked over to the tea table and sat down, pouring himself a cup of tea without caring whether it was cold or not, and gulped it down in one go.
After a hearty drink, Nangong Tuo felt as if he had come back to life.
Originally, he had only intended to join the fun at Xuan Shi Mansion. Who would have thought that not only would he expose himself, but he would also drag this untouchable figure into it? He didn't know whether to consider himself lucky or unlucky; how could his entrance angle be so perfectly timed? If he had known he would be exposed upon entering, he would have chosen a different angle.
Sigh...
After silently mourning for himself for a while, Nangong Tuo honestly confessed everything.
Nangong Tuo sneaked out of the palace tonight and, after a failed attempt at Fengyuan Tower, followed the marks left by his guards to find Xuan Shi Mansion. He initially planned to combine forces with another sword for a night exploration of Xuan Shi Mansion, but things did not go as intended.
As for revealing his identity at Xuan Shi Mansion and even threatening those present, that was a matter best left unmentioned. Thus, the situation was summarized in a few words from Nangong Tuo.
"Overestimating yourself!" With Nangong Tuo's limited skills, he still dared to speak of combining swords.
"Yes, yes, I overestimated myself. Who knew you all would gather together..." Nangong Tuo, feeling belittled, did not get angry; after all, his cultivation level was low.
"By the way, what have you discovered? Why are you so interested in Ouyang Hao? I heard you sent someone to investigate Ouyang Zixin. Could it be that you really have feelings for her? Hey, I mean, she's only five years old; how could you even think of that? If it were Yun..."
"Shut up!" If it weren't for Nangong Tuo's blunders tonight, he would have been able to learn much more about the secrets of Xuan Shi Mansion. The thought made him dislike Nangong Tuo even more.
Should he just kick him out or throw him out the window?
"Hey, how am I being noisy? I'm just concerned about you..." Little did Nangong Tuo know that he had once again caught someone's attention and continued to chatter away.
Throwing him out the window seemed like the quicker solution.
And then...
There was nothing more after that...
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