EBE Chapter 135 The walls have ears
Chapter 135 The walls have ears
In the private tea room of Boya Building, Song Yuan poured a cup of tea. Opposite him stood a young man with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, long arms, and a slender waist, his long fingers twirling the teacup.
"What has the young master decided?"
Wei Chao's gaze deepened with slight hesitation. "Is the source of Song Shidu's information accurate?"
"Naturally, my grandfather was the Crown Prince's tutor, and I also assisted the Crown Prince in handling documents in the Eastern Palace."
"Why did you choose me?" Wei Chao's eyes held a hint of inquiry.
"Because the young master is an ambitious man, and the Ninghai Marquis's Mansion has been dormant for too long and needs a chance to rise again."
"What benefit would that bring to the Song family?"
"I'm just going back to being a charcoal seller."
"It's better to offer help in times of need than to add flowers to brocade," Wei Chao thought to himself, his gaze towards Song Yuan becoming playful. He said meaningfully, "Song Yuan, you truly have lofty aspirations!"
Song Yuan smiled without saying a word. He did indeed have grand ambitions. The reason he arranged to meet Wei Chao at Boya Tower was to avoid the Song family. After all, his grandfather was the Crown Prince's teacher, and he had disobeyed the Crown Prince's orders.
Having been given a second chance at life and foreseen the development of the situation, he naturally could no longer waste time and energy on Que Jin. Since he had already seized Jiang Se's opportunity, he might as well go all the way and follow the path of a powerful minister who supported the young emperor to ascend the throne and act as regent.
That's right, he bet his life on the Fifth Prince, who was being held hostage in Yu Kingdom. Que Zhu wasn't anything special, except that he was young, helpless, and easy to manipulate, unlike the Second and Third Princes who had powerful maternal clans.
May our wishes come true.
"Thank you for your kind words, young lord."
The two toasted each other with tea instead of wine, then tilted their heads back and drank it all in one gulp.
Meanwhile, in another private room separated by two rooms—
"Chief, did you hear that?"
My ex-husband is quite cunning!
"Pay attention to your wording."
Oh, Shen Qingxi's ex-husband is quite cunning.
Shen Qing secretly rolled her eyes, not daring to show it too obviously, because Shen Che was intently watching the performers downstairs.
Why is Shen Qing here?
It's unclear what Shen Yunxi whispered to Li Su before she left, but since then, Shen Qing's training as the mistress of the house has been intensified, leaving her feeling utterly hopeless and constantly contemplating running away from home.
Shen Che still loves his younger sister after all. Today is his day off, and while Li Su is at Anguo Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, he secretly takes Shen Qing out to relax.
Shen Qing glanced at the oblivious Shen Che without showing any emotion, and after confirming that he didn't have the same hearing as her, she started chatting with the system in her mind again.
"Life is unpredictable. Just two months ago, Lu Zhen was full of energy, and now he's about to die."
[Your fiancé... oh, Shen Qingxi's fiancé is also dead.]
Shen Qing couldn't help but recall the young general she had glimpsed on her way back to the city from Anguo Temple. His face was already blurry in her memory, and she couldn't remember what he looked like.
Sigh~ He died defending his country on the battlefield, and the seventh day after his death should not have passed yet. His father, Lu Zhen, who had spent his life in the military, is already being eyed by people who want to divide his "inheritance" before he even dies.
So, he didn't like being a hero. Shen Qing felt inexplicably uncomfortable and lost interest in watching the dance and listening to the music.
When the music ended, Shen Che saw that Shen Qing was not interested and decided not to stay any longer.
"Let's go, your mother will start nagging again if she doesn't see you when she gets back."
Shen Qing nodded, got up, put on the veil, and silently followed Shen Che downstairs.
"Splash—"
Song Yuan opened the door and saw Shen Qing's figure about to disappear through the doorway, causing him to pause slightly.
"what happened?"
"It's nothing, you must have misread it."