USWHC -Chapter 418 Slaughtering in All Directions (Part 8)

“Um… has the master woken up?” Doctor Sun asked awkwardly, standing outside the courtyard gate, not daring to step inside.

After hiding for so many days, he still hadn’t managed to avoid being seen. And now, just arriving, he saw Zhu Jie standing alone in the yard.

Zhu Jie glanced toward the quiet room and shook her head lightly. “Not yet.”

“Hmm?” Doctor Sun became even more embarrassed. “Weren’t we supposed to come early? Why hasn’t the master woken up yet?” He muttered softly, though only to himself.

Zhu Jie spoke softly, her voice distant: “Perhaps he’s too tired?”

Too tired? From what? Doctor Sun’s eyes widened. Saying that so early in the morning… it definitely sparks the imagination!

“Uh… I’ll go take a look!” he said, hurrying to step inside.

But in the next moment, Zhu Jie’s gentle voice came again: “Why did you lie to me?”

Was she talking to him? Doctor Sun felt a sinking dread—there’s no escaping fate! Too scared to not ask, he froze on the spot and awkwardly looked back at her.

“Is it because I’m not good enough?” Zhu Jie asked, holding back tears.

Doctor Sun’s heart ached. “N-no… you have to understand, this really wasn’t my idea!”

He sighed again. “Actually, it wasn’t anyone’s idea… You’re very good, it’s just that we… we didn’t dare take the risk!”

“What?” Zhu Jie frowned in confusion.

Doctor Sun only let out a quiet sigh. “There are things you don’t know, just as there are many things about you we don’t know. If you were just an ordinary woman, we could keep it to ourselves. But… you see, the Brocade Guards are involved. How could we not overthink?”

“So?” Zhu Jie asked softly, tears welling in her eyes. Lately, she always felt unusually fragile.

“We just want to know who you really are!” Doctor Sun said decisively. “Can you clearly tell us—who are you?”

“I can’t!” Before Zhu Jie could answer, Zhao Xuguang suddenly jumped out from the shadows, speaking with absolute resolve.

Zhu Jie glanced at him helplessly and sighed, softly saying, “What’s the point in revealing it? Everything is already like this.”

Doctor Sun became even more awkward, standing frozen, stammering for a long while without forming a complete sentence. “Today’s… wedding?”

“Just go ahead with today’s wedding as planned!” Zhu Jie said firmly. Then, stiffly, she turned and walked back to her room.

“Old Sun, why do you have to say so much?” a grumbling voice came from behind. It was Manager Liao and Uncle Ge, who had arrived earlier but had been hiding outside, too afraid to enter.

Seeing them, Doctor Sun’s blood boiled. “Look at what you’ve done! Such a fine couple! And you still have the heart?”

“It’s not us, it’s… us!” Manager Liao said shamelessly. “Why talk about having heart? I was worried I didn’t act soon enough!”

Uncle Ge whispered sheepishly, “Should we tell the master? Maybe there’s still time!”

“Tell him and he’ll split you in half!” Manager Liao immediately vetoed the idea. “Do you think the master’s marriage can just be arranged casually? An unknown woman, and you two are making a fuss—what, pity her?”

“I pity the master, alright? After all these years, he finally has someone who moves his heart, yet he doesn’t even know her background. What kind of thing is that!” Doctor Sun grumbled unhappily.

“You’d better pity yourself instead!” Manager Liao rolled his eyes. “Those two have bright futures ahead. As for us… whether we live or die is uncertain. Don’t think I don’t know—the Ninth Miss of your family is with the Second Master, right? If we’re useless, we’re abandoned at any time. The master? If he wants, he just won’t return. I don’t see him intending to!”

“Then we won’t go back either. Being farmers here for life isn’t bad!” Uncle Ge said, still carefree.

Manager Liao scoffed. “Alright, then, be a farmer—but what about your wife and kids? Planning to be like the master and just marry someone here?”

“Actually, I think Zhu Jie’s fine!” Uncle Ge murmured in protest.

Manager Liao rolled his eyes again. “No one is allowed to talk about the master! We’re grasshoppers on the same string, got it?”

At that moment, the bedroom door gently opened. Ji Yi’s face was full of happiness, calm and refreshed. Today was a good day, and Ji Yi even laughed aloud to himself.

Uncle Ge and Doctor Sun widened their eyes and clamped their mouths shut. Heh—they didn’t want to die!