That golden nanmu... even high-ranking officials and nobles might not be able to afford it.
Feeling guilty for their inadequate protection, Chu Shuo couldn't bear the thought of spending so much silver. The two guards exchanged glances, understanding each other's thoughts, and pulled Chu Shuo aside to explain the situation. Before they could warn him to keep it quiet, he was already crying tears of joy, shouting loudly, "This isn't my fourth brother, he's a fake using a Face-Changing Talisman!"
The two guards felt like slitting their throats on the spot. They had caused trouble for the Ninth Princess again.
Chu Ye, finding the situation odd, asked for more details and immediately ordered everyone who heard to keep their mouths shut while still proceeding with the funeral arrangements.
In the early morning, Nanli appeared directly in the front yard. The guards of the Marquis Manor, overjoyed, quickly went to report her arrival.
"The Sixth Miss is back!"