"That's it. I can't go back to the imperial capital with you for the time being. Wendy is recuperating in the south region right now. I'm going there to pick her up and take her back to the imperial capital. Please go ahead and proceed to the capital without me so you can have time to prepare. As soon as we arrive in the imperial capital, we'll come to you for the treatment," Shawn said while he stood up, preparing right then to go out.
"There is no need to hurry—"
"Wendy doesn't have much time left, so if you said that there's a chance that we can extend her life, I don't think I can wait. Thank you, Your Highness," Shawn said to Harper with a gentle smile.
After that, he jumped off the carriage, mounted his horse, and left the envoy team with his deputy general in a few heartbeats. They headed for the south as fast as they could. Harper lifted the curtain and looked at the direction that they went to. With gentle eyes, she watched Shawn's receding figure until she couldn't see him anymore. "Darling, it seems like Marquis Shawn is getting more and more decisive," she said.
"He's always been decisive. You just didn't know it until now," Matthew said while he put down the curtain. What Shawn said was true. There wasn't much time left for Wendy. If she could maintain a calm and peaceful state of mind, she could certainly live a few more years. Unfortunately, it seemed like everybody in the Shen Clan had already given up on her. They even sent her to the south to recuperate in hopes that she could live for a few more years in there.
"Why do I always feel like you know some secrets that you don't tell me? Do you want this Wendy to be a member of your mansion?" Harper asked with a smile.
"Why not? After all, none of my personal guards are married yet. Speaking of which, when are you going to let Nina get married to Barry? This boy has been eagerly waiting for so long. He's too shy to ask you about it. As the hostess of my mansion, you can't ignore his wish," Matthew plainly said.
There was a twinkle in Harper's eyes. "When we go back this time, I'm going to let Nina marry him. Tell that man to prepare the betrothal presents first. If what he arranges doesn't satisfy me, I won't let Nina marry him that easily."
"Barry, did you hear what Lady Harper just said?" Matthew called out.
"Your Highnesses, indeed, I've heard what you said. Actually, I've already prepared the betrothal presents for Nina a long time ago. I had just been waiting for Your Highnesses' approval." Barry's voice sounded quite calm. But Jack, who was sitting next to him, could clearly see that his hands were shaking and the calm facade on his face was about to collapse at any moment. Barry was just trying his best to keep a composed demeanor.
Taking the bridle from Barry's hands, Jack said, "It's obvious that you feel so happy, so why don't you laugh real loud? Why are you restraining yourself? We won't mock you."
Barry smiled at that. However, it was hard to tell if he was really smiling because the smile on his face was so faint. But Jack was well aware that Barry was very happy. Many people knew that Barry had fallen in love with Nina, who was attentive and considerate. However, since Matthew and Harper had never expressed their opinion about their relationship, the lovers had never openly shown their affections to each other.
"I didn't say that. If it were so easy to win a girl's heart, I wouldn't have bothered to make a lot of effort in the first place," Matthew firmly said right away, disassociating himself from the issue.
"When you reprimand a dog, you should take its owner into consideration. So when he tries to fool my maids, does he respect me, their master?" Harper asked again. This time her voice was cold and deafening. Upon hearing that, Jack instantly sunk into his seat, making himself as small as possible. His energy subsided as well.
"No, no, your humble servants were just fooling around. Please don't take it to heart, Your Highness. It was just a metaphor. I just wanted to say that everybody will love me as soon as they see me," Jack hastily explained.
"I think everybody will want to hit you as soon as they see you. How dare you use a metaphor with my maids? Do you think it's easy to push them around?" Harper said, refusing to let it go.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. Of course, it's not easy to push them around," Jack explained. He felt like weeping but no tears came out of his eyes. Instead, he cast a glare on Fred, who in his opinion was to blame for their current predicament. Jack thought that if it weren't for him, he would not have offended Harper. Everyone in Matthew's mansion knew that they would rather offend Matthew than Harper. If they offended Matthew, they would be tortured to half death at the worst, but if they offended Harper, they would wish that they were dead instead.
"Your Highness, it was all my fault. Please forgive me. I won't do it again," Jack apologized with so much conviction. He knew it was useless to reason with Harper, because she had never been reasonable once she set her mind on something.
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