Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"No? How could there be none? You've searched everywhere? What about the other accommodations?"

Dongling Yu was still waiting for the results in the palace. The Qilin Guard had its own methods, and by the afternoon they had already discovered that the group of people had been sent by Dong Jingming. Dong Jingming was his first suspect, but with the Qilin Guard involved, things were much easier for him.

But they couldn't find him. Where had Lan Heng been taken? Since they couldn't find him, they couldn't do anything to Dong Jingming. After all, Lan Heng was just a commoner; they couldn't expect Dong Jingming to take responsibility.

"Ling Yu, is it really only Lan Heng who can cure your leg? Didn't you say Xu Yinliang was there too, and he didn't figure out the key?"

Even the King of Dongli had heard of Xu Yinliang's reputation, so how could even he be helpless against him?

"Currently, only Lan Heng can cure it."

"Father will continue to send the Qilin Guard to search for people, and also look for other ways. Fortunately, your leg is fine for now, and Lan Heng also said that it may relapse."

"What else can we do! What if it relapses tomorrow!"

Dongling Yu's face was contorted with unease. Ever since he learned of Lan Heng's disappearance, he had been plagued by a sense of unease. He dared not imagine what he would become if the relapse were to occur and Lan Heng was still not found. At this moment, his emotions overwhelmed him, and he no longer cared about his manners.

The King of Dongli frowned. He favored Dongling Yu not so that Dongling Yu would dare to act arrogantly in front of him.

Dongling Yu caught a glimpse of his expression, snapped out of his daze, and hurriedly apologized.

Lian An, who was guarding outside the door, listened to the noise inside the hall, lowered his eyes to hide the mockery in them.

When Jiang Heng woke up, she overheard Zhao Yizheng reporting to Dong Tinglan about what had happened outside, all through the screen. 886 also told him about what had happened during this time.

He lay on the bed, tilting his head and resting his head on his arm, pondering. They were all his sons, so why did the King of Dongli treat them differently? It was as if only Dongling Yu was his biological son. After tonight's events, wouldn't Dong Jingming turn evil and completely break ties with Dongling Yu?

"Awake? What are you thinking about?"

When Dong Tinglan entered the room, he saw that Jiang Heng had already woken up and was lying quietly in a daze. She didn't even notice him walking to the bedside. What was she thinking about so intently?

"Do you think Dong Jingming might go crazy and do anything?"

Hearing this, Dong Tinglan knew that he had overheard her conversation with Zhao Yi. She sat down by the bed and stroked his hair that was scattered on his back. "It's not enough. We need a stronger medicine, but it will be soon."

"You already guessed that Dongling Yu would go to see the King of Dongli?"

"Given his personality, he won't feel at ease unless he's absolutely certain. I bet he already regrets letting you leave the manor."

The thought that Dongling Yu would have to live with this worry from now on made Jiang Heng feel relieved. It was just a pity about all that money. He had originally planned to secretly sell the house that Dongling Yu had given him and then run away.

Hearing this, Dong Tinglan shook his head with amusement, not feeling any regret. Every day Jiang Heng returned to his side, he would be at ease for another day.

After the two had dinner, Dong Tinglan told Jiang Heng everything he had done during this time, including his plans for the spring hunt and the Black Armor Guards.

"Disgusting! Cowardly!"

After hearing the Black Armor Guard's grievances, Jiang Heng was indignant. No wonder the King of Dongli chose to send Dong Tinglan to Qi Lan as a hostage. It turns out that this man was a coward at heart, afraid to stand up for himself even when he was in the right.

“I’ll be going on the spring hunt too. This time I’ll disguise myself as your guard.”

It's that same old look, like she's holding back something bad.

"Alright, little guard, can you go to sleep now? It's getting late."

Jiang Heng looked at him warily. Sleeping was fine, but what about anything else?

Dong Tinglan understood the meaning in his eyes and was both amused and exasperated. "I'm not a beast."

The afternoon had already exhausted me enough; if this continued a few more times, I'm afraid the young prince would kick me out of bed.

The next day, the two returned to the prince's residence. For a while afterward, Dong Tinglan was extremely busy, sometimes returning late at night and sometimes leaving late at night. Jiang Heng would occasionally go with him, but later Dong Tinglan didn't want him to suffer, so he insisted that he stay at the residence.

"Dong Tinglan definitely did it on purpose!"

Jiang Heng lay paralyzed on the bed, her face still flushed, her eyes still wet, and her once clear voice now hoarse.

Seeing Jiang Heng exuding such an alluring aura, 886 was shocked. The villain could actually abandon such a host to pursue his own ambitions? Was he...?

886 was about to habitually mutter a complaint, "Is this not allowed?", when he suddenly remembered the time he spent spacing out in the dark room, looking completely blank. Now wasn't the time to rant. Damn it!

In the middle of the night, Jiang Heng was half asleep when he felt someone return and pull him into his arms. He kicked him to vent his anger, but the force was like that of a kitten, not only not painful, but also making him feel a little itchy.

Dong Tinglan gently pinched his cheek; he was still angry even though he was asleep. She tightened her embrace, gave him a light kiss on the forehead, and then closed her eyes to sleep.

The next morning, Jiang Heng had just woken up and was having breakfast when Lu Qian came in and said that Jiang Shi had arrived in the capital and he had taken her to Dong Tinglan's residence. Jiang Heng's eyes lit up; his mother had finally come! He grabbed a steamed bun and ran outside.

"Take me there quickly!"

Lu Qian smiled and followed behind him. He knew that although the young master didn't say it, he still missed his wife. Fortunately, he had prepared a carriage in advance.

The residence Dong Tinglan had prepared for them was far from the city center. Along the way, Jiang Heng cautiously instructed 886 to monitor the surroundings to see if anyone was following them. However, perhaps because Dong Tinglan was so secretive, the Fifth Prince's residence, including Dong Tinglan himself, had virtually no presence.

Meanwhile, Dongling Yu was anxiously sending people everywhere to search for Lan Heng's whereabouts. In addition, since the Gu worms were practically useless, he didn't bother Dong Tinglan anymore. However, he had quite a few clashes with Dong Jingming. Back and forth, the court was filled with the smoke of battle.

"Mommy, Mommy! I'm here!"

As soon as she got off the carriage, Jiang Heng ran into the house. As she passed through the hanging flower gate, her voice gradually became clearer. Inside the house, Jiang Shi, who was instructing people to pack their luggage, stepped out of the room with delight and saw Jiang Heng rushing towards her like a little beast.

"Slow down, Mother isn't going to disappear."

Despite saying that, Madam Jiang still greeted him with a smile.

"Mother has suffered a lot on this journey."

Upon arriving, Jiang Heng noticed that Jiang Shi had lost weight and looked unwell from the long journey.

"Is Mother tired? How have you been these past few days?" Jiang Shi tapped his forehead, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

"Great! Do I look like I've gained weight?"

Jiang pinched his arm and then his shoulder. "You've gained a little weight, and your complexion has improved a lot."

886 chuckled and said, "Your good complexion is probably due to something else."

Afterwards, Jiang took him to see the people of the Longxiang Army. There weren't many people they brought into the capital, only about ten, who could serve as guards for the residence. The remaining hundreds of people were still scattered outside the city and were difficult to settle.

“This is easy to handle. I’ll go back and ask Your Highness.”

Qi Yan, the commander of the Longxiang Army, frowned. "Whom does the Crown Prince refer to as His Highness?"

"The Fifth Prince of Dongli, Dong Tinglan, is one of our own and trustworthy."

Jiang Heng knew what the other party was worried about, so she spoke frankly. Qi Yan saw this and didn't say anything more. As long as everyone could be settled, that was good enough.

The mother and son chatted about their recent lives; Jiang Heng even ate dinner there. Seeing that it was getting late and Dong Tinglan still hadn't seen him, she started to worry. Was the young master not coming back?

Although he could understand, after all, he hadn't seen Jiang Shi for a long time... He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and sat motionless at the table, seemingly lost in thought.