After finishing, Nan Batian turned and left, then said to the guards standing at the doorway, "Make sure no one enters this courtyard."
Everyone responded in unison. Though all the doctors claimed that the lady was suffering from pseudocyesis, a deep part of him felt that something was amiss.
Thus, Nan Batian decided to confine Huang Wan’er first, and deal with the rest later.
And so, Huang Wan’er was put under house arrest.
Huang Wan’er looked at the tightly secured courtyard with deep resentment in her eyes, while beside her, Du Juan grasped the lady’s hand, saying, "My lady, you scared me to death!"
Huang Wan’er replied, "There’s nothing to be afraid of. Since Mr. Chen has intervened, he wouldn’t leave any loopholes. It’s just that we can’t get out now..."
Huang Wan’er was filled with melancholy, now under house arrest.
However, the child was saved. Huang Wan’er touched her belly and said, "Child, you must hang on, hang on!"
She gazed out the window, her eyes full of hope. It was the first time she hoped that man would come and take them away from here.
In Huang Wan’er’s eyes, there was anticipation.
She was a free spirit and did not wish to rely on anyone. Life and death were trivial matters, but since she found out she was pregnant, she became more sentimental. She was no longer as strong as before; like any ordinary woman, she hoped her beloved would come to whisk her away on a flying rainbow.
Perhaps this was a change brought about by pregnancy.
Was it the hormones of pregnancy?
She didn’t know; this era had no concept of pregnancy hormones.
Time flew swiftly, and three days had passed. Chen Jie, with the help of spies, finally confirmed Huang Wan’er’s safety.
He was relieved, as long as she was safe, although confined and deprived of freedom, her safety was what mattered.
Chen Jie had been busy these past days, dealing with many matters at the temple, including preparations for the funeral of the twenty-eight brave warriors of the White Tiger Hall.
He was also dealing with the trade with Hongyan’s Sisters. The blacksmith’s shop had been busy making weapons and was almost done. Once the armaments were ready, they would need to find a way to transport them out of the city.
However, Chen Jie hadn’t come up with a specific method yet and was still pondering.
How could they transport the weapons out of the city without arousing suspicion from the city guards?
Chen Jie thought for a long time but couldn’t figure it out.
Just like that, three days flew by. Today was the temple fair at the Confucius Temple in the East City, which was going to hold a grand ceremony with fireworks.
This immediately attracted the children of the White Tiger Hall. Although they were sensible, they were still children with a playful nature.
Su Yunjin also wanted to take them to enjoy the festivities and had already informed Chen Jie early, who had agreed right away.
Therefore, as soon as it was dark, they set off for the Confucius Temple to attend the fair. The children wore the uniform of the White Tiger Hall, neatly arranged. Su Yunjin wore a blue dress today lightly adorned with makeup, modestly beautiful.
This time, the White Tiger Hall had sent twenty younger brothers to protect them, but of course, these young brothers were secondary to the primary protection of Chen Jie and Chen Xiaohu.
Two Energy Transformers, especially with Chen Jie being a top-tier Energy Transformer, it wouldn’t be easy for anyone to harm their group.
The group quickly arrived in East City, which was exceptionally lively. A crowd had gathered there.
At that moment, Chen Jie and Su Yunjin, leading from the front, strolled along the main street as if taking elementary school students on a spring outing.
Looking at lamps, buying tasty treats.
Ruirui was particularly happy today, holding a stick of candied haws in one hand and a large meat bun in the other. Following him was Sun Yong, Chen Jie’s adoptive son, carrying a bag. The little boy was very sensible.
And so, the group leisurely wandered the streets.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted from behind. Then they saw that on the pedestrian street, some people were riding horses at high speed, showing no concern about trampling anyone.
These people wore grassland attire with arrogance on their faces.
As they passed, the crowd immediately shouted, "Watch out, it’s the Mulan Nobles!"
Hearing this, the street quickly cleared a path, and then a group of Mulan Nobles galloped ahead. Chen Jie, blending into the crowd, also frowned upon this.
Mulan Nobles, he was aware of them!
East City was where the Mulan people congregated. Though it was called a settlement, there were no more than a thousand Mulan people.
Yet these thousand or so individuals wielded power freely, as according to Daqian’s laws, the Mulan people were above the law.
Killing a Han person only required compensating with a donkey, equating a human life to a donkey’s. Thus, to the Mulan people, a human life was no different from a donkey’s, and they never saw the Han people as humans but as large beasts.
Of course, the Mulan people of the Southern Territory were much more restrained than those of the Northern Territory.
The ones from the Northern Territory treated Han people as slaves, whereas here the Han people still retained individual dignity.
Nonetheless, seeing the Mulan Nobles evoked innate fear, and the group of Mulan Nobles rode wildly.
Their faces full of arrogance: "What a lame temple fair, not even comparable to our grand Mulan gathering. Truly a group of lowly Han dogs!"
"Let’s go, ignore them. Let’s go drink!"
The group whizzed past, followed by a bunch of house servants who were also flaunting their power. Serving as dogs for the Mulan people granted them a status felt superior to that of the Han people on the street.