Business countermeasures

Eight years ago, the moment Xie Sili saved him, she knew he was Prince Yan, Jun Qiyu, whom the Emperor had raised in seclusion.

His birth mother, Lady Yun, was originally a princess of the previous dynasty. She had a few casual affairs with the emperor before giving birth to him.

From a young age, he was instilled with the idea of ​​revenge by his mother, who also cultivated him as a tool for revenge.

At that time, her influence had spread throughout the Jun Kingdom. The intelligence chief, Si Yi, thought she had taken a liking to Jun Qiyu and wanted to expose his ancestors to her.

But in fact...

Jun Qiyu never mentioned this matter, so she pretended not to know, after all, everyone carries secrets.

Mei Lan Zhu Ju always thought he was just one of the "Four Young Masters" of Yuzhou City, but little did they know that he was none other than Jun Qiyu, the "Number One Playboy" of the day.

Xie Sili's gaze fell on him.

Beneath the mask was an extremely alluring face; calling it a "monster" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Jun Qiyu thrived in Yuzhou City thanks to his face, which is why Mei Lan Zhu Ju recognized him.

"Fourth Young Master?" Luoju covered her mouth in surprise. "You're the Fourth Young Master?"

Seeing Luoju looking at him, Xie Sili nodded slightly.

"Young lady, you already knew about His Highness the Prince of Yan?"

After speaking, Xie Sili noticed Jun Qiyu's gaze.

She glanced at Jun Qiyu, but her gaze was actually fixed on Luoju. "Back then, Si Yi thought I was in love with him, so he did a detailed investigation of him. That's when I found out."

Jun Qiyu lowered his voice, "Why have you never asked me that?"

Xie Sili looked out the window, her gaze lingering on Jun Qiyu's face. "Jun Qiyu, everyone has their own secrets. If you won't tell me, why should I ask?"

Before Jun Qiyu could speak, she added, "I'm never really curious about other people's privacy."

Seeing Jun Qiyu's embarrassed expression, Xie Sili rested her hand on the window, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at him, "Why did you marry Xie Siyao?"

"I think he's also wary of the words 'Phoenix Fate'." Jun Qiyu sneered when he mentioned the Emperor.

"But I am different. I am just a copper pea. How can someone who is obsessed with beauty stir up any storm?"

“You’re quite optimistic.” Xie Sili placed his hand on the table and tapped it rhythmically.

Jun Qiyu's attention was completely drawn to the "thump thump" sound.

"And then?" Xie Sili's fingers curled slightly as he looked at Jun Qiyu. "Are you sure you want to marry Xie Siyao?"

"Would Xie Zhun, that cunning old fox, agree to Xie Siyao marrying me?"

Noticing his gaze, Xie Sili chuckled, "You're right. If he had agreed, why would I have come back?"

"Xie Siyao is a smart person, but she was raised by the Huang family after all, and she doesn't take me seriously at all," Jun Qiyu sneered.

“In that case, I naturally won’t focus my attention on her. Anyway, an even more beautiful woman has come along.” Jun Qiyu grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

"I heard that you've been traveling around lately, why did you suddenly return to Chang'an?"

Meeting his gaze, Xie Sili took a sip of tea and said, "I promised my brother that I would help him see the Empress."

As she spoke, she placed the cup on the table and looked out the window.

On the third floor of the black market, you can overlook most of Chang'an's scenery. As the saying goes, "Climb high and look far."

From her perspective, one can see many peaceful and warm aspects of everyday life in the city.

Xie Sili knew that Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju didn't really like Chang'an. They preferred to live ordinary lives rather than the dazzling and bustling city of Chang'an.

Thanks to her efforts, Yuzhou City has already achieved such development.

"Who exactly is your brother?"

Xie Sili glanced at him upon hearing his words, but said nothing.

“I’ve known for a long time that you have an older brother, but I’ve never met him,” Jun Qiyu said, pouring Xie Sili a cup of tea. “I wonder if I will have the honor of meeting your brother.”

“Him,” Xie Sili swirled his glass, looking into the distance. “He passed away many years ago, and his wife followed him. Only their two unborn children survived.”

Xie Sili paused here, "Fortunately, they are doing quite well in Yuzhou, and I haven't let them down." She tightened her grip on the cup slightly, her eyes darkening.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Sili raised an eyebrow. "And what about you? Why did you come back here? Isn't 'being a rich and idle person good enough'?"

"That's great," Jun Qiyu laughed, then shook the folding fan in his hand. "Look, I'm now the number one playboy in Chang'an, a 'wealthy idler.' Anyone who sees me will respectfully address me as 'Your Highness, Prince Yan.'"

Xie Sili chuckled, picked up the teapot, and personally poured a cup for Jun Qiyu.

She looked down and noticed that the tea leaves in the teacup had all curled up. She put the teacup back on the table and glanced at Jun Qiyu again.

"Jun Qiyu, are you interested in that position?"

Her tone revealed no hesitation, but rather a seriousness, as if she were asking for a request or making a promise.

A few fragmented memories flashed through Jun Qiyu's mind as he looked at Xie Sili.

Jun Qiyu looked into his smiling eyes and said firmly, "Of course."

Xie Sili smiled and stood up to pat his head. "Don't worry, I'll help you secure that position."

Jun Qiyu was right across from her. He looked up, met her gaze, and then quickly looked away.

No one noticed that his hands, which were placed beside him, were starting to tense up.

"Ah Li, will you marry me?" Jun Qiyu seemed to have mustered up his courage, looking at Xie Sili with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"No." Xie Sili said to Jun Qiyu with a serious expression, "Jun Qiyu, I will support you to ascend the throne, but I will not marry you."

Upon hearing Xie Sili's words, Jun Qiyu quickly lowered his eyes, concealing the disappointment in them.

Jun Qiyu composed himself and looked at Xie Sili: "Xie Chun, he has a good reputation in the court."

"As for Madam Huang, she is well-known in Chang'an. When Xie Sinan fell ill, she cut off her own flesh to save her son, which caused quite a stir."

"The reason why Xie Sinan trusts her so much is probably because he has a bad temper, only knows how to fight cocks and ride horses, is idle and doesn't even know many characters."

Sensing Xie Sili's gaze, Jun Qiyu continued, "We listened to music together at a brothel before, and he insisted on reading 'Qian Nu Li Hun' as 'Qing Nu Li Gui'."

As soon as Jun Qiyu finished speaking, Luoju could no longer contain her laughter.

Realizing he had lost his composure, he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Miss, Fourth Young Master," Luoju said awkwardly, scratching her head. "I just couldn't control myself."

Xie Sili glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "It's nothing. You know what kind of person Xie Sinan is. If it weren't for Xie Liang, he would have been killed long ago."

“The people of Chang’an only recognize Xie Siyu, not Xie Sinan. When Xie Siyu is mentioned, everyone thinks he is the true legitimate son of the Prime Minister’s mansion, and opinions about Xie Sinan are mixed.” Jun Qiyu continued.

"Under the careful guidance of the Huang family, Xie Sinan has indeed acquired some skills." Xie Sili said with a mocking smile when she mentioned Xie Sinan.

“Just as you said, it’s just that the truth of ‘cutting flesh to save his son’ has blinded him.” Xie Sili took a sip of tea.

"What are your plans? After all, he's your brother."

Xie Sili looked up and glanced at him. "Just as you said, he is my brother, so of course I can't kill him."

I once heard my maternal grandfather say that I had an older brother named Xie Sinian, a few years older than Xie Sinan now, who drowned when he was eight years old.

When Xie Sinian was mentioned, Xie Sili's tone paused slightly.

She had no impression of Xie Sinian, the only thing she knew was from her grandparents, that he was a truly virtuous and gentle person.

The truth behind the drowning of an eight-year-old child remains unknown.

"No matter what, Xie Sinan is still my only family in this world." Xie Sili said this in a very low voice, and even she couldn't understand why she would say such a thing.

"I don't want to fight him unless absolutely necessary. If it really comes to that, I will first tell him the truth and let him make his own judgment."

Do you think he might have some thoughts about this?

Xie Sili looked up at him, remained silent for a long while, and then slowly said, "I don't know either. Perhaps, under the threat of death, his mind will become clearer."

In fact, Xie Sili had no hope for this older brother.

After all, he had been raised by the Huang family to be in this half-dead state, and it was precisely because of this that Xie Siyu was tacitly regarded as the successor of the Prime Minister's mansion.

Heir?

The Prime Minister's residence will cease to exist, let alone have an heir.

Thinking of this, Xie Sili's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"When you came to Chang'an this time, did you entrust Jing Che and Jing Yan to the care of Old Master Xie?"

“Ache and Yan Yan will be leaving a few days later than us.” Xie Sili looked at Jun Qiyu. “These two little ones have been with me for so many years. To them, I am not their mother, but I am more than a mother to them.”

“I heard from Ying San that they were all raised by you, so they are quite close to you.” Jun Qiyu paused here.

"Ah." Xie Sili held her water glass and took a small sip. "The two little ones are quite thoughtful."

At this point, she smiled slightly, "At least you didn't disappoint me."

Xie Sili sat with Jun Qiyu in the private room for the time it takes to burn three incense sticks. During that time, fruit and tea were served continuously, and even the music never stopped.

The manager of the black market watched their carriage disappear into the distance until they left.

Sensing his gaze, Xie Sili looked at him and asked, "What's going on? Why are you staring at me like that?"

Do you know the owner of this black market?

Xie Sili glanced at Jun Qiyu and shook his head. "Didn't you say that there are underground transactions in all nine kingdoms, and that the forces behind them must be very powerful? Why would you suddenly say something like that?"

“To be honest, I’ve been here many times. The first time I was introduced to the number one VIP room, the Black Market Lord naturally wouldn’t know Xie Siyao.” Jun Qiyu said confidently, “So I’m wondering if you know the Black Market Lord?”

"Over the years, I have traveled around and saved countless lives. I can't even remember who they are anymore," Xie Sili said, waving his hand.

"If that's the case, then it's pretty good, isn't it?"

Xie Sili and Jun Qiyu sensed a murderous aura as they left Yongle Avenue.

They exchanged a glance and decided to cooperate.

As the smoke spread, the two of them collapsed to the ground, seemingly without warning.

After a while, Luoju and Jun Qiyu's guards exchanged a glance.

Just then, a voice rang out from afar.