After her father passed away, this was the first time Chun Xi got drunk.
Her whole body felt dizzy and unusually excited. She rode a horse with the princess to get some fresh air, her mind completely muddled. She didn’t know what year it was or where she was—only that she was galloping alongside the princess.
However, they hadn’t gone far before they ran into Yun Wantang and her party.
Today, Yun Wantang had chartered a painted boat for a feast. Her childhood friends, now all wives of prominent families, gathered after years apart to reminisce about the past, talk about their husbands and children, and before they knew it, night had fallen.
As everyone rode home in their carriages, no one expected the two groups to unexpectedly collide like this.
Those present had only drunk a little fruit wine and were all sober. Seeing Princess Hengyang, they stopped and bowed to greet her. Yun Wantang even dismounted personally to speak to the princess.
Princess Hengyang didn’t recognize Yun Wantang and, eager to go stargazing with Chun Xi, ignored her completely.
She urged her horse to move straight ahead when suddenly someone in the crowd let out a soft, mocking laugh.
The laugh was sarcastic, as if mocking the princess—who appeared noble and radiant on the outside but wasn’t loved by her companion. Now that Yun Wantang had returned to the capital, the princess didn’t even have the courage to face her and had to drown her sorrows in alcohol. And here she was, drunk and making a scene.
“Who just laughed? Step forward!”
Princess Hengyang’s sharp ears caught it. Raising her riding whip, she demanded an explanation. The person quickly silenced themselves, and others shook their heads, claiming the princess had misheard.
“Nonsense! I clearly heard it! And you dare to cover for her?”
Angry, the princess jumped down to confront them one by one. Yun Wantang stepped forward to smooth things over, urging the princess to be magnanimous and not overly concerned.
Princess Hengyang hated such flowery words. She snapped her whip toward Yun Wantang, trying to push her away. Shen Qingchi immediately stepped in to protect Yun Wantang, and others dismounted their carriages to surround the scene.
“What are you doing? Planning to gang up on me just because you’re more?”
Her anger made her voice rise.
Chun Xi, drowsy on her horse, hadn’t heard much of what was said—only this line.
She felt a kinship—ah, excuse me, shared interests—with the princess. Finally meeting a true confidant, how could she stand by if someone dared strike the princess?
Of course, she couldn’t.
Cao Chun Xi had never lost a fight since childhood. She wouldn’t allow anyone to bully the princess!
No one knew who moved first, but once Chun Xi rushed to the princess’s side, chaos erupted.
When Shen Qingyuan arrived at the Night Patrol Office, the front was already bustling.
A group of wives from prominent families had gotten into a fight with the drunken princess—a scene so surreal it could be called ghostly.
The princess was still drunk, so the patrol office dared not act rashly. They brought everyone back to the office and sent word to the respective households to ransom them.
The wives were placed in the main hall of the office. Seeing Shen Qingyuan, they wanted to complain, but he ignored them, ordering only to be taken to Chun Xi.
Shen Qingyuan’s intimidating presence was terrifying. The guide quietly explained, “We did not harm Madam Shen, but she is too strong. For the safety of the other ladies, she had to be placed separately.”
At the end of the corridor, a small room appeared. The guard quickly unlocked it.
The moment the door opened, Chun Xi leapt out like a leopard, fists flying.
Fortunately, Shen Qingyuan had anticipated this. He dodged her blows and held her firmly.
She could still jump and strike, so it seemed she wasn’t seriously hurt.
Shen Qingyuan finally relaxed.
Wrapped in a familiar chest, smelling the familiar scent, Chun Xi stopped her flailing and stared at him for a long moment before realizing, “Husband, you came to save me?”
Her voice was hoarse, her hair messy, and she looked utterly disheveled.
“Mm.”
Shen Qingyuan responded, carrying her into the room.
Unaware of the situation’s seriousness, Chun Xi immediately reported: “Husband, the princess and I were going out to stargaze when we encountered a group. They tried to attack the princess. I rushed to protect her, but four hands were harder to beat than two fists. They captured me, but the princess escaped! Husband, hurry and go save her!”
“They’re already being rescued.”
Shen Qingyuan answered calmly and quickly examined her from head to toe.
Scratches marked her face, her wrists bore deep marks, some hair was torn out, and her waist and back were bruised from being grabbed.
After checking, Shen Qingyuan’s face hardened.
Chun Xi, frightened, asked weakly, “Husband, did I get us into trouble?”
Before he could answer, she continued, “I’ll take responsibility. It was me who fought. Punish me, not you. Husband, quickly write the divorce letter so I don’t implicate you.”
She lowered her head, ready to tear her skirt to write the divorce letter, but Shen Qingyuan grabbed her, his expression darker.
“Don’t think that every time trouble happens, you can distance yourself from me. You are my wife, recognized by me, Shen Qingyuan. Even if the disaster wipes out your family, I will never divorce you.”
Chun Xi blinked and admired him: “Husband, the way you say this is so handsome! My heart is pounding. If you don’t believe me, you can touch it and feel.”
“…”
Forget it. Talking to a drunk is pointless.
After calming Chun Xi, Shen Qingyuan returned to the main hall.
The Night Patrol officials had never faced such a tricky situation. One whispered, “Master Shen, this matter tonight is complicated. I don’t know how to handle it. Do you have any suggestions?”
“Of course, deal with it fairly. First, clarify what happened.”
Shen Qingyuan replied without hesitation. The official twitched, reminding him, “But when my men arrived, the respected lady and the princess were drunk and fighting others. If handled fairly, it may be disadvantageous to the respected lady.”
The princess’s drunken fighting was one thing, but Chun Xi came from humble origins. Her only protector was Shen Qingyuan. If anger needed to be calmed, she would be the one punished.
Shen Qingyuan lifted his eyelids slightly, staring at the official: “My wife is injured, and it’s not minor. She also said that someone tried to harm the princess first. She acted to protect her. My wife and the princess were drunk, not insane. There’s no reason for them to hit anyone unprovoked. Do you agree?”
Sweat formed on the official’s forehead.
He had assumed the princess’s drunken antics could be smoothed over with a simple apology from Chun Xi. But Shen Qingyuan’s fierce defense left him no choice but to investigate fully.
Before he could protest, a messenger reported: “Sir, Young Master Wei of the Wei family has arrived.”
“…”
Great—another noble arrives!
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