The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 331 Good Things (6)_1

Chapter 331: Chapter 331 Good Things (6)_1

"Who?" In the main hall of the west courtyard, Ma Zhicai had just shown himself when Congyi and others spotted him, swiftly putting a sharp sword to his throat.

Ma Zhicai was so startled that his soul almost left his body, "No, no, misunderstanding, I’m a local scholar who accidentally wandered in here, please, Noble Ones, forgive me."

"Quite interesting." Si Jinhan sneered and said to Chu Suifeng after hearing him.

"Let him in." Chu Suifeng’s cold voice came through.

Congyi and the guards reluctantly pulled back their swords, then firmly rebuked Ma Zhicai, "The Prince ordered you to come in, behave yourself."

For some inexplicable reason, some of the guards didn’t like Ma Zhicai.

Uncle He Fuxing, who did not recognize Ma Zhicai and sat with Chu Suifeng, was frightened and so didn’t notice Ma Zhicai. Coincidentally, the old man was also at the table.

Seeing that the noise outside was actually caused by Ma Zhicai, the Lin Family’s old man’s temper flared up, his face turned red immediately.

Seeing the old man’s emotional but highly controlled response, Chu Suifeng and Si Jinhan understood something in their hearts.

"Why the clamour?" Chu Suifeng asked coldly.

"In response to the Prince, I simply wandered in here by mistake; I have not intended in any way to disrespect the Prince," Ma Zhicai somewhat regretted his actions, not expecting the Lin Family to be so busy, and for the old man to actually still be present with the Prince and the Third Master.

Thinking of the Lin Family’s dissatisfaction with him, his heart suddenly lifted, becoming more honest in his attitude.

"Wandered in?" Si Jinhan burst into laughter, "Old man, do you know this man?"

"He is a local scholar, surname Ma." The old man didn’t want to elaborate. Despite his dissatisfaction with the Ma Family, he wouldn’t pick on them today. The old man didn’t want an unpleasant scene on his great-granddaughter’s joyful day.

"Aren’t all the villagers arranged in the east courtyard? How could one accidentally wander into the west courtyard?" Si Jinhan wasn’t willing to let him off.

Ma Zhicai grew anxious and, embarrassed, began to sweat coldly on his forehead, "Responding to the Third Master, I mistakenly walked through the wrong door out of urgency."

This excuse seemed acceptable, for the doors and layouts of the east and west courtyards of the Lin Family were indeed identical.

However, Si Jinhan and Chu Suifeng were not easily fooled, they wouldn’t be deceived by his feeble excuse. This side had wealthier guests and was distinct from the east courtyard’s villagers. If Ma Zhicai had genuinely wandered in, he surely should have noticed the difference between the two courtyards by now.

"Miss Lin." At this moment, Congyi’s voice suddenly came from outside.

"You may do as you please today," Lin Ziyin said with a smile, "The dishes will be ready soon."

Many of the guests here were traders, so the feast was not the same as in the east courtyard. Moreover, several dishes would be personally prepared by Lin Ziyin.

Upon entering the living room and seeing Ma Tongsheng, Lin Ziyin’s face instantly revealed an angry expression, "Ma Tongsheng, this doesn’t seem to be the banquet for you."

"Weren’t you going out to relieve yourself? How did you end up here?" Bai Chunsheng was even more straightforward.

"I mistook the west courtyard for the east one." Ma Zhicai answered with a reddened face. He felt a resentment and frustration surging within him. He forced his way in, not even getting a chance to make a good impression in front of the Prince before Lin Ziyin and Lou Zheng arrived.

"Since that’s the case, you should hurry back," Lou Zheng was almost choking with rage. This young man’s intentions were undoubtedly dishonest, daring to take shortcuts, even currying favor with the Prince. He didn’t even consider, given his character, whether the Prince would accept him?

"Prince, Third Master, I have shown disrespect. I shall take my leave." Bowing his head, he retreated, becoming meek again.