CMWKSD -Chapter 114 Who Is Dad?

In the end, Ling Yue and Ling Mo still followed the guards’ advice and spread people out to search.

They made a big show of it.

After all, they were a shizi and a junzhu—people of the highest status. When privileges were meant to be used, then you used them, didn’t you?

Yet after searching the entire day, there was still no news at all.

The injury on Ling Mo’s face had healed quite a bit.

The nine days of the spring examinations finally came to an end.

This time, Jiu Yue had learned her lesson and didn’t have the carriage stop at the entrance of the examination compound.

Instead, she had Ji Yiqing’s and Ji Chaomian’s attendants go to the gate to pick them up.

That way, they wouldn’t get stuck on the road for hours on end. With that much time, wouldn’t it be better to get home earlier and sleep?

Even with this arrangement, it still took a long time before they managed to pick the men up.

This time, Jiu Yue was unusually conscientious—she deliberately sealed off the acupoint related to her sense of smell.

She even rode in the same carriage with the two of them, absolutely not letting them know that she found them smelly.

The moment Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian got into the carriage, they closed their eyes.

They were simply too exhausted.

It felt like they had been tortured.

There were far more nobles and officials in the capital.

This spring examination had drawn a huge crowd, and everyone spared no effort, sending carriages to fetch people.

Jiu Yue suddenly felt she hadn’t thought things through carefully enough. For such a short distance, they could’ve just had two strong men carry them back on their backs.

Why take a carriage at all?

A miscalculation—utter miscalculation!

The distance wasn’t far, so Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian didn’t fall fully asleep.

From time to time, they could hear people talking along the roadside. In such a noisy environment, it was hard to sleep anyway.

“What’s the Ling Prince’s residence looking for?”

“No idea. All that pointing and gesturing—I thought the portrait looked like a young woman…”

“Hey, you can tell it’s a young woman just from that portrait?”

“So what’s really going on?”

“Keep your voice down. I heard the heir was beaten up by some young woman—beaten until he cried like mad. Someone saw it in an alley and called people from the Ling Prince’s residence to take him back.”

“That’s so embarrassing.”

“Well, how old is the heir anyway? Isn’t it normal to get beaten?”

“Shh, shh, shh—quiet… they’re coming over again with the portrait.”

The voices of the townspeople drifted into the carriage from time to time.

Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian opened their eyes at the same time.

Mainly because whenever they heard something about a girl beating someone up—a young woman—they couldn’t help but think of Jiu Yue.

Especially when the discussion made it clear that the one beaten was the heir of the Ling Prince’s residence.

Under heaven and earth, aside from the Emperor and the Ling Prince and Princess, who else would dare beat up the Ling Prince’s heir?

Other than Jiu Yue, the two of them truly couldn’t think of anyone.

The two brothers silently turned to look at Jiu Yue.

Being stared at like that made Jiu Yue feel inexplicably guilty.

Though she lacked justification, she still puffed up with attitude: “What are you two looking at like that? How could it possibly be me?”

Ji Yiqing let out a long breath. From what Jiu Yue said, it seemed she hadn’t beaten anyone. As long as she hadn’t beaten anyone, that was good.

Then Jiu Yue added another sentence: “That guy was tall and burly, looked like a total simpleton—how could he possibly be a shizi?”

Pfft!

Ji Chaomian nearly spat blood.

Ji Yiqing’s voice trembled as he lowered it, afraid of being overheard. “Jiu Yue, you… did you beat someone these past few days?”

At the mention of this, Jiu Yue immediately straightened up. “You have no idea—he didn’t look very old, but he actually dared to flirt with me.”

Ji Yiqing’s gaze instantly turned icy. “You were harassed?”

Jiu Yue nodded heavily. “Yes! So tell me—shouldn’t I have beaten him?”

Ji Yiqing nodded just as firmly. “You should!”

He only regretted that Jiu Yue hadn’t beaten the man to death. How dare he flirt with his wife?

Ji Chaomian felt his heart was about to stop. “Sister-in-law… how exactly did he flirt with you?”

Jiu Yue immediately mimicked the beaten boy’s actions. She raised her hand and plucked Ji Yiqing’s hairpin right out.

Using the hairpin, she lifted Ji Yiqing’s chin. “Like this. You don’t even know—he even called me ‘little lady’! Absolutely outrageous.”

Ji Yiqing clenched his fist tightly. Morals had truly declined—someone actually dared to behave like this.

Ji Chaomian, still maintaining a shred of reason, asked, “Do you know who the other party was?”

Jiu Yue shook her head. “Nope.”

After thinking for a moment, she blinked. “But I saw his jade pendant. There seemed to be a character on it.”

Ji Chaomian hurriedly asked, “What character?”

Jiu Yue’s memory was excellent. She was just about to write it out for the brothers to see.

Ji Yiqing immediately spread out his palm, letting Jiu Yue write on it.

Even though Jiu Yue had beaten someone, she was still his wife.

And since his wife had been harassed like that, Ji Yiqing couldn’t tolerate it either.

He couldn’t personally avenge her—only let Jiu Yue do it herself. That alone already filled him with shame and anger.

So the brothers watched as Jiu Yue traced the character, stroke by stroke, on Ji Yiqing’s palm.

As she traced it, her hand slowly came to a halt.

Why did this character look more and more like Ling?

Ji Chaomian felt his life was hanging by a thread. “So, sister-in-law… the person who beat the Ling Prince’s heir in the street—was really you?”

Jiu Yue let out a dry laugh and swallowed hard.

Though she feared neither heaven nor earth, this was, after all, an imperial society where power reigned supreme.

Some people’s authority simply could not be questioned or shaken.

Publicly beating the Ling Prince’s heir… yeah, that didn’t sound very good.

It seemed Jiu Yue had really pulled off something huge.

Ji Chaomian wanted to pinch his philtrum.

They had only gone to take an exam—just nine days! Only nine days!

How did Jiu Yue end up beating the Ling Prince’s heir in public?

Ji Yiqing, meanwhile, silently pondered how this matter should be resolved.

Jiu Yue beating someone was wrong—but the Ling Prince’s heir hooking his wife’s chin with a fan was even more wrong!

How could he remove Jiu Yue from this matter entirely?

Even if she couldn’t be removed, how could they seize the moral high ground afterward and help Jiu Yue escape unscathed?

Seeing the two of them fall into silence, Jiu Yue lifted her smile. “Relax. He definitely won’t be able to find me.”

Ji Chaomian asked softly, “Sister-in-law, how can you be so sure?”

Jiu Yue chuckled. “He asked me whether I knew who his father was.”

The two blinked.

Jiu Yue continued, “I don’t even know him—how could I possibly know who his father is? So I said I didn’t know.”

The two were a little confused. What did that have to do with whether he could find her?

Thinking that, Ji Chaomian asked exactly that.

Jiu Yue laughed. “Then I asked him whether he knew who my father was.”

Ji Yiqing felt like Jiu Yue was telling a story, complete with buildup and payoff. For a moment, he even forgot what had just happened. “So what did you say?”

“I said, what a coincidence—I don’t know either.”

After saying that, Jiu Yue casually patted the back of Ji Yiqing’s hand. “So relax. He doesn’t even know who my father is—how could he possibly find me?”

This bizarre logic left both men silent for a moment.

Finally, Ji Chaomian was the first to find the key point. “So, sister-in-law… do you actually know who your father is?”

Jiu Yue shook her head with complete confidence. “Nope. That’s why I said he definitely won’t be able to find me.”

Ji Chaomian: “……”

Ji Yiqing: “……”