Mistakenly Connected to the Jade Flower Branch

Luo An looked behind the car, while Nan Fei reached out and pushed open the rear window, asking in confusion, "What...?"

A person sat steadily on the roof of the carriage behind—it was Young Master Xu. The two looked at each other, and Nan Fei closed the carriage window, noticing that Luo An's eyes were slightly closed.

Everyone thought Nanfei was a worm in Luo An's stomach, but if Luo An didn't want him to know, Nanfei would be completely unpredictable.

Nanfei said, "Young Master, you know him... Young Master, please don't stay silent... I get so anxious every time you do this..."

When Nanfei opened the car window again, the person on the roof was gone. Just as Nanfei thought it was a hallucination, they arrived at Wudong Ferry. Standing on the shore, they could see the lanterns on the boats were already lit.

Young Master Xu stood at the bow of the boat, smiling and beckoning to the coachmen: "Bring the things over here, I'll take them."

The coachman unloaded the things from the carriage, and Young Master Xu took them from the boat and arranged them neatly. Then, he clapped his hands in satisfaction and untied the boat ropes: "Come on, I'll take you back to the island. You're the first people in the world to have me personally unload things and steer the boat."

The boat was packed full of supplies, leaving only room for the captain. There was no room for two more people. Nan Fei reached for the soft sword at his waist.

Young Master Xu sat down, holding a paddle: "Don't fight, you can't beat me."

Nanfei could see the arrogance in his beaming smile. Having followed Master Luo for so long, this was the first time anyone had dared to act this way in front of them.

Nan Fei swiftly untied the soft whip from his waist, about to leap forward. Young Master Xu moved his hand, and the boat had already retreated a full ten feet: "Since you're not coming, I'll be leaving now."

Nanfei watched helplessly as the ship receded into the distance and disappeared from sight, the cargo-laden vessel being rowed effortlessly by Young Master Xu. At this time, all the boats on the river had returned to the island to rest; there wasn't a single one to be seen.

Nanfei said helplessly, "Young Master..."

Normally things are fine, but if something really happens, Nanfei feels like Luo An will drive him crazy with worry. If only he had given the order sooner, they wouldn't have had to watch helplessly as their ship was seized.

What a shame.

The small boat was adorned with yellow lanterns bearing the image of the river god, making it particularly conspicuous at night. The brother on duty in the tower immediately reported this to Liu Lin.

Liu Lin, as was his habit, went to the dock to pick up Luo An, only to see a strange man sitting on a fully loaded boat. Upon seeing him, the man immediately jumped off the boat, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Uncle Liu!"

Liu Lin looked back, but there was no one there. He touched the sword at his waist and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Where are Young Master Luo and Nan Fei?"

The man said, "My name is Xu Sheng. I am here to deliver the wedding gifts for Young Master Luo on behalf of the Zhang family. This ship is full, so I would like to trouble Uncle Liu to send someone to pick up Young Master Luo and Nan Fei."

If you stack the things up a bit more, you can seat two more people. Why do you have to fill it up completely? Xu Sheng? Why does that name sound so familiar?

The two stared at each other, wide-eyed. Xu Sheng smiled slightly, took out a silver box, opened the lid, and displayed it to Liu Lin: a golden longevity lock! The words "long life and wealth" were engraved in the middle.

Xu Sheng turned the longevity lock over; the back was engraved with the character "Xue," and below it were the characters "29."

The men in the tower sensed something was wrong and sent a few men over to investigate: "Uncle Liu? He is..."

Liu Lin turned around and said, "Jing Song, move these things to the storeroom, then go and bring the young master back."

Liu Lin led Xu Sheng forward, asking in a low voice as they walked, "How are Your Majesty and General Xue?"

Xu Sheng laughed and said, "That's great. General Xue was so happy to hear that the gang leader married Young Master Luo."

The two walked to the square, and Xu Sheng looked around: "The courtyard is well-built. Uncle Liu, let's wait for them in the tea room."

Xu Sheng sat in Luo An's usual seat, picked up the melon seed box, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, peeled one, and popped it into his mouth: "As expected of the tribute-grade black nightshade, it's indeed large and fragrant...delicious..."

Liu Lin sat opposite him: "Your Highness, these are all Young Master Luo's. You..."

Xu Sheng chuckled: "Outside, just call me Young Master. Uncle Liu, what are you afraid of? Can't I, as your older brother, eat my little brother's melon seeds?"

Liu Lin was stunned: "Younger brother?"

Xu Sheng said, "Yes, Uncle Liu, you probably don't know, but my mother gave birth to twins. I took my mother's surname, Xu; my brother took my father's surname, Luo."

Liu Lin stared blankly at Xu Sheng, taking a long time to process this fact: "I mean, the first time I saw Young Master Luo, I felt he looked familiar. Then I realized he looks quite like His Majesty."

Xu Sheng said, "It's normal for a nephew to resemble his uncle."

Twins? Liu Lin looked Xu Sheng up and down.

Xu Sheng seemed to understand what he meant: "I look more like my father, and he looks more like my mother, so we don't resemble each other."

Liu Lin nodded, seemingly completely convinced: "Does Young Master Luo know?"

Xu Sheng said, "You should be able to guess. After all, with my temperament and demeanor, being his brother wouldn't be beneath him."

Liu Lin smiled: "You two have such opposite personalities."

As Xu Sheng shelled sunflower seeds, he chatted with Liu Lin. Suddenly, he heard Nan Fei's voice: "Uncle Liu..."

Liu Lin hurried out of the teahouse, and Nan Fei rushed over first: "Where is he?"

Xu Sheng sat steadily in the tea room and replied, "I'm here!"

Nan Fei rushed into the tea room, his eyes wide: "You...you dare touch the young master's things?"

Xu Sheng casually poured himself a cup of tea: "What? Young Master Luo bought this teahouse? These melon seeds are labeled with Young Master Luo's name? These chessboard and pieces were originally mine..."

"Outrageous!" Nan Fei unsheathed his soft sword, and Xu Sheng said, "Hey, if you want to fight, don't fight here. If you damage the teahouse, I'm afraid you won't have the money to pay for it."

Upon hearing this, Nanfei froze on the spot: "Uncle Liu, who is he?"

Liu Lin felt he should make things clear: "He said he was Young Master Luo's brother."

Luo An was the first to let out a cold laugh.

Nanfei roared in fury: "You dare lie to Uncle Liu... Come out here..."

Xu Sheng had just stepped out of the teahouse when Nan Fei Ruanjian attacked him. The grudge over the stolen boat and the hatred over the fake brother were unforgivable.

One was the main attacker, and the other was the main defender. The two of them were circling around in the yard, attracting a bunch of brothers to watch.

The brothers were familiar with Nanfei, and they would shout every now and then, "Nanfei, keep it up!"

Taking this opportunity, Liu Lin carefully examined Luo An, trying hard to recall the late emperor's appearance; he did indeed resemble him greatly. It seemed that what Xu Sheng said was true.

Luo An ignored Liu Lin's scrutiny and had no intention of getting involved in the fight. He went straight to the backyard, seemingly to rest.

Liu Lin leaped between Nan Fei and Xu Sheng, and the two of them stepped back, both afraid of hurting Liu Lin.

Liu Lin said in a deep voice, "Stop fighting, Young Master Xu. I'll take you to a guest room to rest."

Nanfei followed, saying, "Uncle Liu, don't believe him, he's a fraud."

Xu Sheng said, "A liar? Please use your pig brain. What liar looks like me? Besides, your young master has already tacitly agreed..."

Nanfei said, "Does that mean he's tacitly agreeing? He just doesn't know how to express himself."

Xu Sheng said, "Just because you haven't heard him speak doesn't mean you can't speak. He just thinks he's a god and is too lazy to talk to you mortals. Uncle Liu, lead the way, I'm sleepy..."

Nanfei, lagging behind, watched his retreating figure and asked, "What's your name?"

Xu Sheng continued walking: "Guess! If you can guess, I'll let your young master speak."