After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

It's time to introduce Yan Yun to everyone; otherwise, it wouldn't be good if she were accidentally injured later.

Zheng Jihua personally made the preparations, and the Zheng Academy began to work diligently to prepare for Yan Yun's birthday.

The people in the manor got busy.

Yan Yun felt nothing for the person whose birthday it was.

Back in the courtyard, she was also thinking about the woman who had collapsed on the road. Her frail appearance, powerless and unable to resist, and Yun Yi's completely indifferent attitude created a significant impact.

Yan Yun couldn't understand why Yun Yi had changed so much after arriving in Yuanjing.

The image of the old man lying on the ground, barely alive, kept flashing through my mind, as well as the woman's heartbroken and desperate face.

Yan Yun had no desire to rest; she was still worried. She rummaged through the boxes on the dressing table and took out a lot of exquisite jewelry. She then wrapped it in cloth and pushed open the door.

The two maids standing at the door immediately looked at Yan Yun and asked, "Miss, are you going somewhere with that bundle on your back?"

In her haste, Yan Yun forgot that there were these guys watching her all the time.

But now that we're out here, there's no going back.

Yan Yun walked forward, and the maids immediately followed her.

They whispered to each other, "If Miss is just going to wander around the manor for a bit, then let us help Miss carry her bundle. After all, the bundle is heavy, and we don't want Miss to get tired."

After the maid finished speaking, she reached out to take Yan Yun's bundle.

Yan Yun grabbed the bundle and placed it in front of him.

She glared at them.

The maids immediately lowered their heads and apologized, "If we have upset you, Miss, please forgive us for our mistakes."

Yan Yun immediately started running, heading straight for the gate.

The maids were even more anxious and worried.

"Miss, Miss!!"

Along the way from the backyard to the frontyard, many servants tried to stop Yan Yun.

Upon hearing the news, the old nanny who served the concubine also came over. From afar, she saw the group of people around Yan Yun, and it seemed that she wanted to go outside.

She didn't go over to stop them, but just watched from a distance. What the old woman was wondering about now was something else.

So, this young lady is already this big, why hasn't the lady's belly shown any signs of pregnancy?

Now, the master of the household has not taken any concubines, and since the young lady returns home early every day, it is impossible for him to be seeking pleasure outside.

So, what went wrong?

The lady's belly?

grown ups?

That's impossible.

After all, they had already given birth to Yan Yun.

Just as Yan Yun was about to take his last step out of the mansion, his attendants blocked his way and reminded him that it was already night and he couldn't go out.

Yan Yun was about to leave when the maids stopped him, saying they were being disrespectful. They had no choice but to act rudely.

Unfortunately, Yan Yun's age and skills were not something they could easily stop. She easily slipped under the arms of the two maids.

The guard at the door immediately reached out his hand, "Miss, you are not allowed to go out without the master's permission."

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, blocked Yan Yun again.

Yan Yun ignored him, and just as she was running forward, a large hand reached out and pressed down on her shoulder.

"Ning'er!"

Zheng Jihua's words rang in my ears like a ghost.

Yan Yun looked up and saw Zheng Jihua's face with a fake smile. She immediately shook her shoulders and shook his hand off hers.

Zheng Jihua thought she had frightened Yan Yun, and looked at her hand that Yan Yun had shaken off, somewhat stunned.

He rushed over immediately upon hearing the servant's message. Judging from Yan Yun's expression, he was determined to leave the manor.

"If Ning'er wants to go anywhere, Father will accompany you."

Zheng Jihua instructed the maids to fetch his outer robe. The two maids were no longer panicked, since with their master there, they didn't need to worry about being punished.

The maids and attendants no longer stopped Yan Yun.

Zheng Jihua, holding the robe that had been delivered, immediately followed Yan Yun.

Yan Yun walked straight ahead.

They arrived at the restaurant during the day.

Regardless of the guests, the old man and woman from earlier in the day had long since disappeared. Although the bloodstains on the ground showed signs of being washed, they were not cleaned properly and remained as dark puddles.

Thinking of Yun Yi's words and the reports from his attendants, Zheng Jihua could roughly guess why his daughter had come here. Although his daughter was kind-hearted, in this world, kindness was merely a woman's sentimentality.

Therefore, Zheng Jihua did not expose Yan Yun's true intentions.

He looked up at the restaurant and said, "If Ning'er likes the dim sum here, I'll invite the chef to the courtyard and have him make it for you every day, how about that?"

After listening, Yan Yun realized that Zheng Jihua thought he had come out because he was craving snacks.

That's good, it reduces troublesome things.

It was a wasted trip.

It was already dark around them, and Yan Yun didn't continue wandering around. She glanced back at Zheng Jihua, looking quite disappointed, and then headed back to Zheng Garden.

Zheng Jihua did not want to let his daughter know about the wickedness of the world too soon.

So he was still trying to change the subject and change Yan Yun's mood, "Tomorrow, I'll find a few pastry chefs to try out in the courtyard, and you can keep whichever chef you like."

He followed behind and draped the long robe he had brought over Yan Yun.

Watching his adorable little girl waddle around, he felt extremely happy.

The two strolled leisurely back to the courtyard.

Zheng Jihua escorted Yan Yun back to her room.

I haven't told Yan Yun about my birthday yet.

He needed to speak with the manager more, so he didn't linger.

Zheng Jihua left the courtyard and gave instructions to the maid.

"Keep an eye on Miss. Report anything that happens immediately."

Back in his room, Yan Yun was still thinking about that woman, that desperate and pained face. Even if Yan Yun went there again and didn't see her, the image of her would still appear before his eyes.

Her pitiful situation overlapped with her own past.

Why are these women always the weaker party?

Even though they are adults, they are powerless to resist.

Yan Yun threw off the covers and stood up again.

She looked at the position of the roof beam; that guy always came in from there, so he must be able to leave from there.

Yan Yun tied her skirt up, bolted the door from the inside, and then pressed the desk tightly against it.

She climbed back onto the roof beam, pushed aside the tiles, and peered out into the courtyard. She then covered her face with the handkerchief she had brought with her.

He then climbed out from under the roof beam.

Even after nightfall, the capital city was not completely dark; there were still guards patrolling the area in neat rows, each carrying a torch.

Yan Yun lay on the side watching the guards marching past his feet in neat formation, and was somewhat frightened.

Because they didn't know which guards they were from, and because their appearance was too conspicuous, if they were caught, they would either be killed or captured.

Yan Yun didn't want to.

At this moment, Yan Yun thought of her master who only appeared at night. He was indeed elusive, and it must have been quite a feat for him to come and see her through such tight patrols.

Just as Yan Yun stepped back, a hand grabbed her shoulder from the darkness.

This time, Yan Yun immediately drew his dagger.

"what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Yun turned around and saw that familiar black-clad figure. Wasn't that the master she had been thinking about?

Instead of answering him, Yan Yun asked, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Yun was somewhat surprised, but thinking about it, there was no pattern to his coming to find him. So, it didn't seem strange that he appeared in front of her.

She also had her doubts, but this time she didn't rashly call him "Master" again.

Neither of them could answer, and they kept asking new questions.

He questioned Yan Yun, "What are you doing out at this time?"

Although Yan Yun had only a short time with him, he still experienced things that ordinary people don't.

She recounted what happened during the day, explaining that she had gone out and had already gone to see the woman with Zheng Jihua. Although she hadn't seen the woman earlier, Yan Yun still wanted to go and take another look.

After listening, the other person said, "You're quite bold, aren't you afraid of losing your life? There are more guards rotating in this city than you think. If you walk out like this, it wouldn't be surprising if you were killed by them with a single blow."

He wasn't saying these things to scare Yan Yun.

After all, Yan Yun could clearly see those servants passing by.

Yan Yun still wanted to go, even if it was a useless thing.

Yan Yun looked up at him, her eyes already filled with the determination she had already made, "Will you come with me?"

He naturally refused. He asked Yan Yun, "What good would it do to go see her? Do you think you can help that woman? Being humiliated in the street will only lead to two outcomes: either she'll be taken back by that person, or she'll be beheaded somewhere. What can you do now?"

Yan Yun was well aware of these words, but she just couldn't give up.

Upon discovering that Yan Yun was carrying a bundle, he realized what she was planning and bluntly said, "Even if you give her something to run away with, can she take it with her?"

He looked at the contents of Yan Yun's bundle and the pointed ends of the hairpins, and guessed that they were jewelry or something similar.

“These pieces of jewelry were all marked and sold by the merchants. If they end up in the hands of those people, it will only implicate the people you gave them to.”

Yan Yun hadn't expected that he had already seen so much, let alone heard what he was saying.

This was like a bucket of cold water being poured on Yan Yun's mind.

Yan Yun had no strength left.

"Then what should I do? Isn't there anyone who can stop those who do evil?"

“There are countless wicked people, how can there be so many people who can control them?”

Yan Yun looked up at him, "Can't you do it either, Master?"