Bei Yutang looked at the sky, a sense of worry rising in her heart.
She hadn’t returned after so long. Zhao Erhu must be anxious.
Just as Bei Yutang worried, Zhao Erhu waited a long time for her return and wanted to go out to look for her, but given his status, he wouldn’t dare search such a large brothel.
Seeing his anxiety, Miss Peony said softly, “Sir, why don’t you go back and see? Perhaps that Young Master has already returned home, but just forgot to tell you.”
Zhao Erhu thought that she made sense and, with a sliver of hope, headed toward Bei Yutang’s home.
By the time Zhao Erhu reached the courtyard gate, it was already late at night. He wondered if they were already asleep.
If she had already returned, and he woke her up, it wouldn’t be good.
But if she hadn’t returned, that was another matter.
Zhao Erhu thought of the two people inside the house; they were just two children. If they knew that Mrs. Mu was missing, it would only add to their worries. He decided to search the city himself.
Zhao Erhu glanced at the courtyard, then silently turned and left.
Meanwhile, Bei Yutang tossed and turned in bed. When the night was deep and quiet, she sat up and slowly opened the door to her room. She glanced at the main room and slowly walked toward the courtyard.
But halfway there, she seemed to sense something and looked up, just in time to see someone standing in the darkness.
Bei Yutang was slightly startled, but quickly recovered and wandered aimlessly around the courtyard, eventually heading toward the kitchen.
Ying Yi had been lurking on the rooftop, ready to detect any movement immediately. He hadn’t expected to see the maid sneaking out of the room in the middle of the night.
He jumped down, ready to interrogate her about her purpose, but quickly noticed her strange expression.
He followed the maid, watching her enter the kitchen, watching her rinse and wash the rice, her expression blank as she chopped incessantly with a cleaver on the empty cutting board, the ‘thump, thump, thump’ sound echoing eerily in the darkness.
Ying Yi stood in the kitchen doorway, watching her.
Her symptoms strongly resembled sleepwalking, but to confirm it was indeed sleepwalking, he needed to continue observing.
Ying Yi walked over and took the kitchen knife from her hand. She even maintained the gesture of chopping vegetables, as if the knife was still in her hand. As Bei Yutang turned to start a fire, he stood in front of her and swung the knife toward her face.
In the dark room, a flash of silver light appeared—the gleam of the sharp blade.
Bei Yutang suppressed the urge to dodge, remaining in a dazed state.
Just as the knife was about to strike her cheek, it miraculously recoiled and returned to Ying Yi’s hand.
Throughout this process, Ying Yi observed Bei Yutang’s every move. Seeing that she didn’t even flinch, it was clear that she truly suffered from sleepwalking.
Ying Yi returned to the rooftop, remaining hidden, listening to the eerie thumping sounds.
The sleepwalking lasted for a full quarter of an hour before Bei Yutang staggered back to her room and lay back down on her bed.
She knew that with him there, it was absolutely impossible for her to leave this courtyard.
Sneaking out at night was out of the question. It seemed she had no choice but to resort to the last method.
However, that method took a long time, and she worried about Xiao Zimo and the others waiting outside.
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