My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Cheng Nanchun's expression changed, and he no longer cared about Xie Yan and the other person. He hurriedly went over, grabbed the servant by the collar, and asked anxiously, "What happened to Ci'er?"

The servant was grabbed and pulled up, his neck pinned by the collar. He nearly choked, stammering, "Young...Young Master is missing..."

"what?!"

Cheng Nanchun's expression changed drastically. He abruptly shook off the servant and strode out.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed.

Xie Yan and Chu Ling mingled in the crowd and followed along.

Cheng Nanchun led a group of people into Cheng Ci's courtyard in a hurry, and saw that the maids and servants inside the house were standing in a panic.

Seeing him come in, they seemed to have found their pillar of support and quickly surrounded him.

"Master, Master! The young master is missing!"

Cheng Nanchun, his face stern, first silenced the panicked servants before asking in a deep voice, "How could Ci'er be missing? How were you guarding him?!"

The servants trembled with fear at his presence and immediately knelt down, begging for mercy: "Master, spare our lives!"

"Say it!"

Seeing that Cheng Nanchun was already furious and had run out of patience, a maid mustered her courage and replied in a trembling voice, "Master, we don't know how the young master disappeared! He was perfectly fine last night when we helped him to bed."

"Yes, sir, we wanted to wake the young master today, but when we went into the room, he was nowhere to be found!"

The other servants echoed in agreement.

Cheng Nanchun's face turned ashen with anger. Looking at the room full of servants, he abruptly flicked his sleeve and said, "A bunch of useless trash!"

Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "Have you told Madam about this?"

The servant stammered, "No, no, as soon as I found out the young master was missing, I immediately went to tell you. I haven't had time to tell the madam yet."

"Then don't tell Madam yet!"

Cheng Nanchun rubbed his temples, his face terribly gloomy.

His wife doted on this son, cherishing him like the apple of her eye. If she found out he was missing, she would probably cause a huge uproar.

He glanced at the servants and roared, "What are you all standing there for?! Go find him! If you can't find the young master, don't bother coming back!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The servants scrambled out of the house.

"Brother Cheng, don't be anxious."

As the master of Zixiao Manor stepped forward, he didn't forget to sneeze. He stroked his beard as if to cover it up, and then said, "Apart from those two thieves, we on duty haven't found any signs of intrusion from last night until this morning."

"Therefore, it is very likely that your son is still in the mansion."

"Correct."

The Xuanzhen Sect leader nodded, "With so many of us here, it's impossible for anyone to take Xiaoci away quietly under our noses."

Upon hearing their words, Cheng Nanchun gave a forced smile.

"but……"

The Master of Zixiao Manor frowned slightly and said, "The disappearance of your son is indeed strange. Let us go and search for him as well."

"Thank you very much then," Cheng Nanchun said quickly.

The Master of Zixiao Manor shook his head, then exchanged a glance with the leader of Xuanzhen Sect, and the two of them walked out first.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately scattered to search various parts of the Cheng family's residence.

Xie Yan and Chu Ling walked at the back, and only after everyone in front of them had left did they slowly and leisurely walk in another direction.

The two chatted casually as they walked, seemingly in no hurry at all.

Do you think it could be him?

Xie Yan crossed her arms and said casually, "Maybe, after all, that brat is quite annoying, isn't he?"

Chu Ling chuckled lightly, neither confirming nor denying.

The two chatted casually as they turned into a courtyard.

The servants at the door saw the two and immediately came forward, "Is there anything I can help you with, gentlemen?"

Xie Yan cleared her throat and said, "It was your young master who invited us here for drinks. Please take us to see him."

Upon hearing this, the servant looked enlightened, then said awkwardly, "But the young master had a hangover yesterday and hasn't gotten up yet."

Not up yet?

Xie Yan raised an eyebrow, exchanged a glance with Chu Ling, and feigned an angry expression, saying, "What kind of logic is it to invite people over for drinks only to get drunk yourself?"

The servant quickly apologized with a smile, "Young master, please forgive me. Last night, the young master was drinking with several young heroes from the Huangsha Sect. He probably got so caught up in the moment that he forgot about our appointment today."

Then the servant said, "Why don't you two come again tomorrow? Our young master really can't get out of bed."

As he was saying this, he was about to ask the two to leave when one of them suddenly changed his expression.

"The Yellow Sand Faction?!"

Xie Yan was furious. She brushed aside the servants and walked inside. "Doesn't he know I have a grudge against the Huangsha Sect? How could he drink with them? I want to know what his intentions are!"

"Hey! Young master!"

The servant was suddenly pushed aside and staggered a few steps before regaining his balance.

Before he could stop them, he looked up and saw the two of them drift in like the wind, and in the blink of an eye they were already in the courtyard.

He hurriedly chased after him inside, saying, "Young master, please wait! My young master is still drunk!"

The courtyard was small, and compared to the young master of the Cheng family, it even seemed somewhat remote and simple, with far fewer servants.

The servants were taken aback when they saw someone break in.

Before the servants could catch up, Xie Yan pushed open a door with a clear purpose.

In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol hit us.

There was still a half-eaten dish of food and wine on the table inside the room, and several wine jugs were scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Looking further into the inner room, a figure could be vaguely seen lying on the bed.

He walked over and saw a man lying sprawled on the bed, seemingly fast asleep.

Xie Yan took a closer look and saw that the man's face was flushed and he reeked of alcohol; he did indeed look like he was drunk.

He then reached out and took her pulse; it was steady, a clear sign of intoxication.

Just then, several servants caught up, panting, and saw him standing in front of their young master's bed doing something.

The servant who had stopped them at the door hurriedly came over, wiping his sweat, and said to Xie Yan with a bitter face, "Young master, you see, my young master is still drunk."

Xie Yan straightened up, glanced at him sideways, and snorted, "Your young master is lucky. He's so drunk that I'm too lazy to bother with him."

After saying that, he strode out.

"Hey, young master, please wait."

The servants didn't dare to stop him and just watched him leave.

After a long while, someone suddenly realized, "Wait, weren't there two people just now?"

Xie Yan walked out the door and saw that Chu Ling was already waiting for him at the door.

Chu Ling shook his head and said, "I didn't find anything."

Xie Yan rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Hmm, could it really not be him?"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them keenly sensed a commotion coming from not far away.