Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Yinyin put on her outer garment, casually picked up a hair ribbon, tied her hair behind her head, picked up her sword, pushed open the window, and with a flip, quietly climbed onto the roof.

On the rooftop, two shadows were locked in a fierce battle, completely unaware that there was another person present.

Yinyin looked closely and discovered that the person disturbing her peaceful sleep was a familiar face—the Third Young Master she had met last year.

Yinyin raised an eyebrow imperceptibly. She had just returned today, and it was such a coincidence that the Third Young Master and his men had come to fight in her little building.

She didn't believe such a coincidence could happen.

Yin Yin pretended not to notice anything, picked up her sword and joined the battle, beating up everyone, regardless of which side they were on.

"Miss Lin, wait..."

After being hit several times, the third young master finally couldn't help but cry out.

Yin Yin pretended not to hear and continued to use all her strength, knocking both of them off the roof.

The sound of the fall from the roof was quite loud; even the people in the courtyard who were sound asleep were awakened by the noise.

Before the third young master, who was still dizzy from the fall, could recover, Yin Yin had already pressed the edge of her sword against his throat.

The thief being chased tried to dodge to the side, but Yinyin gave him a sharp look, and he dared not move again.

"Miss," the maidservant who served Yinyin ran out.

“Tie them all up,” Yin Yin said, “and throw them in the front yard.”

“Miss Lin,” the Third Young Master spoke again, “it’s me! We met at Jianmen Mountain last year.”

This time, Yin Yin couldn't pretend she didn't recognize him anymore. She stared at him for a long time before she seemed to barely remember who he was.

"Third Young Master?"

The third young master breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying, "It's me."

Yinyin moved the tip of her sword away for a moment, but before he could even get up, she moved it back.

The third young master looked at the sword before him and asked, "What does Miss Lin mean by this?"

"I haven't even asked the Third Young Master what he means by this yet, and you're already asking me," Yin Yin scoffed. "There's a curfew in the city, and instead of resting properly, the Third Young Master is trespassing?"

The third young master quickly said, "Miss Lin, please let me explain."

"I discovered this thief stealing and followed him in; I did not trespass intentionally."

Then, he probed, "Is this Miss Lin's house?"

Before Yin Yin could react, the little thief, despite the pain from his injury, burst out laughing: "So that's why you kept chasing me in this direction, you had ulterior motives!"

"Hmm... she is indeed a beauty, but it's a pity that this little beauty seems to have already seen through your scheme!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The Third Young Master's face darkened, and he looked at the thief with great hostility. He then turned to Yin Yin, who had sheathed her sword, and said, "This thief is a disciple of Zhuo Sikong. He never tells the truth. Miss Lin, please don't believe his provocations."

Zhuo Sikong's apprentice?

Yinyin sheathed her sword. This Third Young Master was quite good at reading people's hearts. He knew that she would definitely dislike Zhuo Sikong because of what happened when they were young, so he deliberately brought him up.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated one thing.

Although Yin Yin didn't like Zhuo Sikong, she didn't hate him to the point that hearing his name would affect her.

Moreover, in recent years, Zhuo Sikong has been a firm believer in keeping his promises, giving the people of Yaochi Palace a wide berth, and even taking the initiative to help them when they are in trouble.

Compared to the Third Young Master before him, Zhuo Sikong was far more endearing.

However, before Yin Yin could say anything, the little thief spoke up indignantly: "My master is the most trustworthy and always keeps his word. How dare you slander him!"

"So what if you showed your filthy thoughts to that girl? You're getting all angry and embarrassed?"

"A scoundrel like you deserves to be rejected by girls."

"You!" After his initial anger subsided, the Third Young Master calmed down. "You're spouting nonsense! How can Miss Lin's pure and innocent reputation be tarnished by rumors like yours!"

The thief was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and immediately apologized to Yinyin: "I'm sorry, young lady, I didn't mean to use your reputation for anything. I just can't stand seeing someone who has clearly schemed a lot, yet still pretends to be upright and honest on the surface."

Yinyin looked at the little thief and the third young master and said, "Since you two have come uninvited, why don't you go back to where you came from?"

Upon hearing this, the thief immediately got up, apologized again, and flew away.

The Third Young Master looked at the indifferent Yin Yin, thought for a moment and said, "I was presumptuous today. I will send an invitation to Miss Lin again tomorrow to apologize."

“That won’t be necessary,” Yin Yin said slowly. “I think the best apology would be for the Third Young Master to stop bothering us. So, shouldn’t the Third Young Master act according to my wishes?”

The third young master remained silent for a moment before revealing a wry smile: "It seems I have offended Miss Lin. But Miss Lin, I truly did not know this was your home; I was simply following that little thief here."

“Third Young Master, there’s no need to explain,” Yin Yin glanced in the direction the man had left. “That little thief has been on the run for a while now. If you don’t chase after him soon, you’ll probably lose all trace of him.”

After the Third Young Master flew away, the maids and servants who were serving Yin Yin stepped forward again.

"Miss, should we investigate the identity of that third young master? In case he does something that could cause misunderstandings, we can take precautions in advance."

Yinyin refused outright: "There's no need to check. Sometimes, not knowing is a good thing."

After all, when they met the Third Young Master on the streets of Yuncheng, his attire and demeanor made it almost obvious that he had connections with the imperial court.

It just so happens that the Yaochi Palace has been collecting information on personnel in the imperial court over the past few years. Based on the third prince's age, birth order, schedule, and other factors, the only person who fits the description is the emperor's third son.

It's best to keep this kind of identity a secret and never let anyone find out.

If we investigate, we can no longer treat future interactions as matters of the martial arts world.

After all, he can still use his status as a prince to put pressure on the Lin family. As a daughter of the Lin family, will Yin Yin listen or not?

The next day, Yin Yin finished practicing her sword and went to her parents' house. She saw that her mother had someone set out a table full of fine materials.

"Yinyin, you've come at the perfect time! Come and see what color you like," said Lin's mother, picking up a piece of peach-pink cloth and pulling it open slightly before holding it up to Yinyin.

"Is Mother going to make me new clothes again?" Yin Yin obediently walked over. "But I'll be going out to travel the world in a few days, so it's better to wait until I come back to make them. Otherwise, I'll grow bigger and won't be able to fit into the new clothes. Wouldn't that be a waste of such good material?"

"You only make a few outfits a year, how much fabric do you waste?" Lin's mother scolded. "Besides, since you're not by His Majesty's side, you don't need to wear the Yaochi Palace style clothes every day, so you naturally need to prepare a few more sets."

“When your sister went out to travel, I made her a whole wardrobe of new clothes. Now that you’re back, we can’t leave out any more.”

Yinyin said, "But Mother, when I go out, I still plan to wear the clothes from Yaochi Palace, as they are more convenient to move around in."

Lin's mother didn't take it seriously: "Just have someone make these materials into similar styles. Your sister did it this way before."