Daohua had figured out Ninth Master’s identity, and when Prince Ping An saw the butler nanny not far away, he also guessed Xiaoyi’s identity.
No wonder he had felt that Xiaoyi’s female disguise was surprisingly convincing at their first encounter—it really was a woman.
What good acting!
What to do?
After guessing each other’s identities, Prince Ping An and Daohua both felt the same question arise simultaneously.
A brief silence ensued in front of the pavilion.
Daohua and Prince Ping An looked at each other, neither intending to speak.
Prince Ping An was utterly embarrassed. His downtrodden appearance when he was tied up and chased by rebels had been witnessed by his future daughter-in-law, who he repeatedly begged for help. How could he maintain his dignity as a father-in-law in the future?
Worse yet, during the escape, he, a dignified Prince, had even disguised himself as a woman!!!
This was truly a loss of face!
Daohua was pondering how she should present herself to her future father-in-law.
Should she be dignified and proper? That would mean she should now approach respectfully and formally disclose her identity.
But such an approach would definitely embarrass her future father-in-law since she had seen him in women’s clothing.
Beyond the embarrassment, he might become furiously defensive to save face, and he might scold her for it.
She didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot with her future father-in-law, especially since Xiao Yeyang’s relationship with Prince Ping An was already quite strained. Getting involved might deepen the father-son rift.
This won’t do!
Daohua decisively abandoned that plan.
Considering that her future father-in-law resorted to dressing as a woman to save himself, showing he wasn’t strictly traditional, and remembering their humorous, enjoyable conversation about making rouge, Daohua thought it best to laugh off the previous awkwardness and, if possible, gain his favor.
Yes, that’s the way.
Greet him as a friend, pretending not to recognize his identity.
Having decided, Daohua smiled and walked towards the pavilion, cheerfully looking at Prince Ping An, "Ninth Master, what a coincidence! I didn’t expect we would meet again so soon, truly fateful!"
Prince Ping An, seeing the innocently smiling Daohua, thought to himself that if he hadn’t seen her efficiently knocking out a robust peasant with a stick, he might actually have been fooled.
Calling him Ninth Master, was this girl genuinely unaware of his identity, or was she pretending to be dumb?
Prince Ping An responded with a forced smile, "Indeed, what a coincidence!" Isn’t it fateful? Who would have thought his simple outing would end up with his future daughter-in-law saving him!
Daohua entered the pavilion without performing any formal salutations, her demeanor joyous like friends meeting, "Ninth Master, what brings you to Prince Ping An’s Residence as well? Are you here for a court session?"
Prince Ping An’s mouth twitched—was she planning to keep up this pretense indefinitely? With his imposing aura, did he look like he was here for a court session? How blind could she be!
Prince Ping An snorted and retorted, "What about you, why are you here?" he added with a scoff, "Also here for a court session?"
Daohua awkwardly smiled, "Ninth Master, I deceived you before, but you must understand I was being chased and just happened to run into you all. I didn’t know whether you were good or bad, naturally, I had to be cautious, right?"
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