High-class maid

Just as Shen Xing'er was holding the silver hairpin in her hand, ready to fight to the death with the bad guys, the unexpected evil hand grabbed her.

She slowly opened her eyes and found that Song Wenyang had already taken down the skinny man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face.

The skinny man was still being stubborn: "Brother, we don't know each other, don't meddle. Let me go, and I'll pretend you were never here today."

At this moment, the fat man also caught up. Seeing his good brother being knocked to the ground, he ran towards Song Wenyang without hesitation.

Song Wenyang snorted coldly and said, "In broad daylight, there are still bandits. Today I will teach you a lesson."

After saying that, he kicked the fat man who was coming towards him hard, sending him flying. Then, he suddenly spun around and swept his leg horizontally, knocking down the two men who were approaching from the left and right.

Seeing that they were no match for Song Wenyang, the fat man and the thin man quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "Hero, please have mercy on us and spare our lives. We will never dare to do it again." After saying that, they began to kowtow to Song Wenyang.

Song Wenyang turned his head slightly, no longer looking at them. The Second Prince, who was in the tree, jumped down at the opportune moment and said, "You two come with me, I will treat you well."

After saying that, she clapped her hands, and several men in black came and took the two of them away. In just a moment, the two disappeared from the mountains, as if Shen Xing'er had just had a dream.

After seeing the two men being taken away by the Second Prince, Song Wenyang hurriedly went to Shen Xing'er and asked, "Miss Shen, are you alright? Don't be afraid, the thugs have been taken away."

Shen Xing'er wisely refrained from asking who the person who took the thug away was. However, Shan Tao, upon seeing the person, lowered her head and acted as if she were invisible.

"It's nothing. Thank you for saving my life, young master. I now owe you another favor."

"It's good that you're alright. Don't go out tomorrow if you don't have anything to do. Although the Qixi Festival is lively, there are also many people who take advantage of the occasion to do evil," Song Wenyang said.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Song, but you have truly done me a great favor. If my parents knew that I let my savior go, they would scold me. May I ask where you live, Brother Song?" Shen Xing'er asked.

"Shangqiao Street, the head of the family is named Jia." For some reason, Song Wenyang inexplicably revealed the place he had secretly settled in the capital.

"it is good."

"How about I escort you two back?" Song Wenyang said.

"No need!" Before Shen Xing'er could refuse, Shan Tao refused first.

Shen Xing'er looked over in confusion, wondering if Shan Tao had been scared out of her wits.

Shan Tao also realized that she had gotten a little too excited and said, "I'm sorry, brother. If our masters find out that the two of us are with outsiders, we will be punished."

"I apologize for my abruptness and for not considering this. In that case, you two ladies should go back now. I will stay here and watch over you," Song Wenyang said.

"No need, benefactor, please go ahead with your work. I'll send Xing'er's and my thanks to your residence another day," Shan Tao said.

"It's nothing, not worth mentioning. In that case, I'll take my leave." With that, Song Wenyang clasped his hands in a fist salute to them and turned to leave.

Shan Tao and Shen Xing'er helped each other to their feet. Fortunately, most people were at the foot of the mountain, and there weren't many people on the mountain, otherwise their reputations would have been ruined.

"Xing'er, I'm so scared. If it weren't for that benefactor, we might already be..." Shan Tao said fearfully.

“Yes, let’s not run around tomorrow. We should go back to the manor the day after tomorrow. It’s safer here,” Shen Xing’er sighed.

"By the way, what's that benefactor's name? How did you get to know him? Why does he keep saying 'Song' and 'his family's surname is Jia'?" Shan Tao asked.

Shen Xing'er guessed that Brother Song might not want people to know that he was in the capital, so she said, "I always thought that benefactor's surname was Song, but I only found out today that his surname is Jia."

She then told Shan Tao about the two times Song Wenyang had helped her in the past.

"You two really are destined to meet; he's helped you three times in such a short time," Shan Tao said.

"You must not say such things again. He is unmarried and I am not married. If this gets out, it will easily attract the attention of those with ulterior motives."

"Do you know who took those two thugs away?" Yamamoto asked.

"I do not know what happened?"

"He is the young master I met in the peach grove that day."

"It's him?" Shen Xing'er asked in surprise.

Isn't this the Second Prince? When did Song Wenyang meet the Second Prince? Why is the Second Prince not in the palace, but running around the capital all day?

"Yes, Xing'er, so when we go to thank our benefactor, let my mother go instead. I'm afraid that person will recognize me and kill me to silence me," Shan Tao said fearfully.

"That young master didn't see you, what are you afraid of?" Shen Xing'er asked疑惑地问道.

“I ran out before he turned around, but seeing how skilled he was, I couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t see me. I value my life and don’t want to provoke these big shots.”

"Alright then, we'll go to your benefactor's house when my dad takes his vacation, and then we'll let your mom know," Shen Xing'er comforted her.

When the two returned to their lodgings, they found that Granny Zhou and Chen Shan's wife had already gone to bed, so they decided to tell Chen Shan's wife the next day.

Day two.

Shen Xing'er went to find Wang Shi and said, "Mother, when Shan Tao and I came back last night, two men caught up with us and almost dragged us away."

"What?! You silly child, why did you only tell your mother now?" Wang's voice rose several octaves in shock.

“It was too late yesterday, and I was worried you would worry at night, so I thought I'd tell you today.”

"Now tell your mother so I won't worry anymore. Are you hurt anywhere?" Madam Wang pulled Shen Xing'er to check her over.

"It's alright, Mom. A benefactor saved me and Shantao. He's the same guy who gave me the umbrella last time. His house happens to be on the same street as ours."

"What a coincidence! Isn't his surname Song?" Wang asked doubtfully.

"Well, it's a long story. We'll talk about it in detail when we get home. You should discuss with Shan Tao's mother what to give our benefactor," Shen Xing'er said with a laugh.

"I'm going to find Chen Shan's family right now and tell her to keep an eye on you two girls. Don't let them run around tonight!" Madam Wang said, tapping Shen Xing'er's forehead.

"Know it."

Meanwhile, in the dungeon of the capital's government office, the two men lay on the ground, covered in blood, struggling to breathe.

The Second Prince stood before them, looking down at them with an air of superiority. His cool lips parted slightly.

“Speak, who is your master? Who gave you the audacity to commit crimes in the capital?”

"I...I'll talk..." The skinny man could no longer endure the torture and spoke weakly.

"Yes, it's Duan Laohu."

The Second Prince was not surprised at all when he heard his name. Duan Laohu, whose real name was Duan Si, was the fourth child in his family. Because he was not favored from a young age, his parents sold him to a wealthy merchant as a long-term laborer. However, he was exploited by the landlord for a long time.

He killed a wealthy merchant's family while drunk, then took the landlord's money and went up the mountain to establish himself as king, giving himself the name Duan Tiger.

They forcibly abduct women, steal property, and now they even dare to make outrageous claims about taking on murder jobs, euphemistically calling it "acting on behalf of Heaven."

The authorities had long wanted to arrest him, and the Second Prince was ordered to capture him.