After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

After seeing the black sedan clearly, no matter how anxious he was, he had to tighten the reins and stop.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, I have important matters to attend to at my residence. Please help me find an alternative route. I will personally visit your residence to express my gratitude another day!"

But the black sedan didn't move at all.

Xie Tingyu rode his horse back and forth dozens of times, getting angry, but the four sedan bearers still stood firmly in place, and it seemed that they had no intention of lifting the sedan at all.

His expression was extremely grim, but he could only ask again, "Nine Thousand Years Old, are you waiting for me here? Do you have any state affairs to discuss with me?"

After waiting for a long time, no one paid any attention to him.

"Nine thousand years old!" Xie Tingyu's voice was much louder.

"How dare you! My master is resting in the sedan chair, don't make any noise!" The sedan bearer on the front left side of the sedan half-drew the sword at his waist. Although his voice was restrained, his domineering power was fully revealed.

Xie Tingyu's face darkened, but his voice lowered considerably: "This prince indeed has something urgent to attend to and needs to return to the palace. The roads are crowded and too noisy. Could you please return to the palace to rest?"

But I was cursing in my heart, what a freak, choosing to rest on the road!

The sedan bearer put away his drawn sword and said, "Prince Jing seems to be a bit too nosy. My master can rest wherever he wants. It has nothing to do with anyone else."

"You..." Xie Tingyu took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, but he was helpless.

Jiu Qiansui likes to ride in a black sedan chair when he goes out. It is said that his four sedan chair bearers are all very powerful and have never been defeated in a fight.

Like their masters, they never reason with others. There are countless ministers in the court who have opinions about them, but they are helpless to do anything about them.

It was because, besides the immense power he held, the current emperor also trusted him immensely and spoiled him immensely. Any conflict with him was always his fault...

The sedan bearer on the right front kindly reminded: "I advise His Highness Prince Jing to change his route and return home. Don't delay His Highness's important business!"

Xie Tingyu's face turned pale.

This road is the shortest way back to the palace. If you change the route, you have to return along the original route and make a big circle, which is almost twice the current distance.

If I take this detour, I'm afraid...

His eyes were gloomy. After taking a deep breath, he turned around and was about to leave.

But was stopped again.

The sound came from inside the sedan chair.

"North Vietnam is most afraid of favoring concubines over wives. Prince Jing, please always remember your status. If a scandal like today's were to spread again, the consequences would probably not be what Prince Jing wants to see."

The horse paused for only a moment, then, stimulated by the reins, galloped forward quickly.

Just be patient for a few more years, just be patient for a few more years!

After Prince Jing rode away, the sedan chair left and slowly returned to Prince Li's mansion.

When the master returned home, the four sedan bearers gathered together.

"Why did the master go out of his way to block Xie Tingyu's way? And why did he say such a thing to him?"

"Oh, do you even need to ask? The master's heart is with the North Vietnamese. Xie Tingyu favored his concubine over his wife, violating North Vietnamese taboos. Isn't it normal for the master to reprimand him?"

"No, is it worth the master making a special trip just to Prince Jing?"

"You don't understand this, do you? I heard that in the court today, Princess Shen Nanxing, who married Prince Jing yesterday, said that she likes our master and wants to marry him! Although the master doesn't like her, since the girl has said such words, it is reasonable for her to help."

"..."

Leng Yue, who was hiding in the top of a big elm tree nearby, shook her head.

Four idiots!

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On the way, Mr. Shen was summoned by His Majesty to discuss the flood in Liangzhou. Before leaving, Mr. Shen ordered his servants to send his granddaughter back to Prince Jing's Mansion, and then hurried away.

After Shen Nanxing got off the carriage at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, he did not go in. Instead, he turned into the street, bought a century-old ginseng and asked the shopkeeper to pack it, and then went straight back to the Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

Uncle Zhang was looking out the door. When he saw her, he came towards her with a smile, and many wrinkles appeared on his old face.

He skillfully reached out and took the things from her hand: "Miss, are you back?"

Shen Nanxing's face was filled with smiles as he handed him the old ginseng. "Uncle Zhang, why are you standing outside the door now? Are there any guests coming?"

Uncle Zhang said with a smile, "There's no guest coming. I've come all the way to the door to wait for you! I saw you come back earlier, and then you followed the old marquis away. I didn't get to talk to you, but I thought you might come back after court, so I'm waiting at the door."

"Look, it's what I've been waiting for."

There was worry in his eyes as he spoke: "Miss, have you been wronged in Prince Jing's Mansion?"

"At that time, you and the old marquis had just left when Prince Jing arrived. I knew he must have wronged you, and I didn't even treat him well!"

"You just got married to him yesterday. How dare he do this? What should we do?"

Uncle Zhang was filled with worry.

Shen Nanxing's eyes were filled with tears. She smiled and looked at the kind old housekeeper: "Uncle Zhang, don't worry! Prince Jing can't bully me."

"Have you forgotten? I am the famous General Beiyue, very powerful!"

But Uncle Zhang was not amused. Instead, his old eyes were cloudy and tears were about to fall out: "You are so powerful, how come your foot is injured like this?"

"Oh, I did this on purpose so that Grandfather would feel sorry for me. The Ninth Prince sent me the imperial medicine for my wounds, and the pain has long gone."

"It just looks scary." Shen Nanxing said as he stomped on the ground a few times, his expression unchanged: "See, I told you it's okay!"

"Oh, isn't this our Princess Jing? Why did she run back to her parents' home alone on the second day after the wedding? Was she abandoned?" A shrill voice sounded, and an enchanting woman walked over with the voice.

The woman was about thirty years old, wearing a tight pink dress, and walked towards her with a seductive twist of her body.

Uncle Zhang calmly hid Shen Nanxing behind him and said, "Aunt Qiu, it's better to be respectful when speaking to the eldest lady."

"Oh, this is hilarious! A married girl is still called the eldest daughter! Housekeeper Zhang is really old and doesn't understand things anymore! I'll talk to the master later and ask him to change the housekeeper to prevent any disaster from happening one day."

"Princess Jing, is that right?" Aunt Qiu covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

Seeing Uncle Zhang's face flushed, Shen Nanxing sighed softly, "Uncle Zhang, you are the chief steward of our Nanyang Marquisate. Aunt Qiu is just a concubine in the mansion, no different from a servant. If you get angry about her, isn't that a loss of dignity?"

"Let's go."

Shen Nanxing didn't even look at Aunt Qiu, and walked past her with Uncle Zhang.

"Shen Nanxing, I think you're just a tough talker. Let me guess, on your wedding night yesterday, Prince Jing left you alone in the empty room!"