Chapter 70: Sincerity? Tolerance is her true heart, and thunder is her hand...

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The day is scorching, and there is no need to carry a lantern to see the countryside.

But as long as the person is in front of us, the past is over and the dust has not settled.

They are still floating.

This is how Yan Siqing looked at Chen Cangyu.

"While you were in there, I couldn't concentrate on reading. I was restless and thinking about our marriage and our past."

"We met when we were young, and our ancestors have a deep bond. I recognized the young man Jiaojiao, the gentle scholar. But regardless of whether you are educated or not, or whether you are engaged in business, you, the Shen family, and my grandmother are all my choices, and I am willing to accept the result."

"At least at that time, for me, I was willing."

"If it's my choice, I'm willing to bear the consequences no matter what the outcome is."

"Life and death, honor and disgrace, are fleeting, like a white horse passing by, or a red rabbit drinking blood. There is nothing to say."

"So, you don't have to explain to me why you suddenly went to the battlefield that year, why you went there, and how you dragged me down."

"At that time, I made another choice and have already taken responsibility for it. I don't need to look back and reconsider whether it is worth it just because of your additional explanation."

"What I want to say now is...it's about this case itself. It's the most serious matter, and it also affects my future and the people I care about."

"First, I know you, Chen Cangyu. Although you haven't had a promising future in the realm of fame and fortune, you're a calm and patient person, accumulating strength over time. You wouldn't act rashly without a certain level of confidence or sufficient motivation. This time, you must have enough cards in your hand to escape unscathed, or even benefit greatly. First, what you submit must be the truth, able to definitively incriminate Prince Qi and eliminate the potential hostility he harbors towards you. Furthermore, even if the situation gets dire, your new identity over the years has undoubtedly contributed enough merit to His Majesty to value you and show you leniency, preventing you from being harmed. I'm not nitpicking whether you acted out of righteousness or for ulterior motives; none of that matters. I only know—you never take risks."

"Secondly, considering the above speculation, you still used your real name when you appeared. I guess this is because you can use your identity to prevent me from intervening in the case without affecting your own goals. For example, you know me a little bit and have never looked down on me, so you would rather set up a roadblock for this purpose."

"Third: Back then, you followed Cao Erxin's path. Perhaps he was involved in this case, and you obtained evidence from him. But before you attached yourself to him, you certainly didn't know about the entanglement behind it. Otherwise, there would be no need to take that path. You would have taken these things and directly joined a larger family. It would have been safer and more profitable. So why did you choose him? Isn't it because at that time, the Cao family was prominent in Jiangnan? A Cao family son studied with you in a private school. A Cao family daughter also fell in love with you. Now you have placed her in a secret place in the wide and narrow alleys of Lingcheng. I guess at this moment, she should still be coaxing your son to read and write. You thought you had chosen an excellent path, a path that would lead to your official career in one fell swoop, but you have encountered such a hidden danger. But you are smart after all. Now, with careful planning, you can also find a better way to live and have a better future. The only hidden danger is that the identities of mother and son cannot be exposed, otherwise you will have to choose between you and them."

"Fourthly: These are just speculations, without any evidence. If this mother and son are exposed early, the world will discuss it, and His Majesty will scrutinize it. The details you reveal will be extremely detrimental. If you truly want to end this once and for all, either kill my mother and daughter to end this trouble forever, or kill her mother and son to eliminate the root of the problem."

"What can you do?"

"Regardless of whether you can do it or not, now that I'm speaking like this in front of others, it's like exposing you, and you won't be able to do anything at all."

"You have nowhere to go."

"This is my way of repaying you for the embarrassment you caused me back then."

"But I'm willing to give you a choice—use the new identity you've carefully constructed over the years."

"I don't want Zhao Zhao to change her fond impression of her biological father and instead have him exposed to the dark side of her life. Even if you achieve glory and status in the future, it won't change the fact that you abandoned her. Even if she doesn't know, there are plenty of people who can tell her."

"It's not good for her. In my opinion, she already has a mother like me who had to abandon her when she was young. She can't have another terrible father."

"Grandmother is intelligent, understands you better, and knows the ways of the world. Your carefully crafted words cannot be hidden from her. She is old, and her body is not as strong as it used to be. Sometimes the dead are more worthy of remembrance than the living. Many people rely on self-deception to survive. So, before you sign the contract, you should change your plan."

"Let Chenzangyu die completely from now on."

"Can you do that?"

Is it raining?

No, the sun is shining brightly.

Then why does it feel like a storm is raging in the White Horse Temple?

Everyone was damp and silent.

Chen Cangyu stood there, motionless.

He didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, perhaps his eyes were as calm and gentle as when he married her.

They are the result of each other's choices.

But for Yan Siqing, she accepted it and lived a peaceful life.

But for him...

"You said it yourself. If it's exposed in public like this, what will His Majesty think? What's the point of me changing it?"

Yan Siqing glanced at him and said, "You worry too much. What happened between you and me is just a mundane matter at best. I certainly don't understand you men, but I understand the ways of men. If that woman wasn't Cao Erxin's daughter, this wouldn't be a huge flaw, and no one would care about the gains and losses of us mother and daughter."

"Before you came, weren't you also swept up in this perception? You carefully judged it, believing that I would eventually forgive you. Even if something happened in the future, I would still tolerate you. I might even help you conceal it for the benefit of our union as husband and wife."

Chen Zangyu narrowed his eyes, "Am I already so unbearable in your heart?"

Yan Siqing: "No, if I were you, after obtaining the evidence, I should have directly taken action to eliminate my former wife and daughter during those years away from home. This would have been beneficial for you to climb up again."

How terrible.

He is terrible, she is even more terrible.

The so-called childhood sweethearts and loving couples are so terrible.

It's also more sad.

Chen Cangyu's breathing was steady, and his long eyelashes were slightly curled. In fact, some of his facial features were also in Zhao Zhao, although not very much. Zhao Zhao was more like Yan Siqing, but there were some after all.

Bloodline is really scary.

"Junjun, when did you know about her?"

Yan Siqing: "After you die."

"Otherwise, do you think it's before marriage?"

Yan Siqing: "I can only say that you don't understand me that well. I am, after all, a strange person, even unacceptable to the secular world. For example - if the situation forces me to do so, I would rather offer myself as a plaything for others to enjoy than accept a man who has been used by others."

She will.

She's already shown this side of herself.

Jiang Hui had seen it before.

Both proud and tolerant.

Chen Cangyu was stunned, then he pulled his sleeves, lowered his eyes and whispered: "I dare not be so arrogant. You had many choices back then, and I was just one of them."

"I'm wondering, since you've known about this for so long, and it's been years, why... have you never taken action against them? You haven't even exposed my actions back then. Is it because you didn't want to upset Grandmother and Zhao Zhao?"

Yes, how could she pretend nothing happened and watch the mother and son live peacefully and be a real couple with him.

Yan Siqing was silent for a while, then held his forehead with his hand, and his snow-white cheeks felt angular under the slender joints.

She also has edges and corners.

How can this be tolerated?

Is it really that kind?

Jiang Hui had already grasped the knife that Ruo Zhao had really handed to him this time.

Taking a step forward.

She spoke.

"I know there are people who give them money all year round to make ends meet. You come from a business family and you're not short of money. Giving money from the Cao family doesn't have the same meaning as giving it from you."

"You value your dignity and honor very much."

"So I'm thinking - suppose you're still alive and doing something that has nothing to do with my mother and me, but only with your own personal interests."

"Well, this mother and son will come in handy sooner or later."

Her hand slowly dropped from her cheek, resting her bright red beauty against the railing. The red and white were shocking, and her clear and beautiful eyebrows looked like lit fireworks at that moment.

"For example, it is useful now."

Is it scary?

But that's her wrist.

It is also the most intense moment when fireworks are burning that makes people unable to miss it, and the moment when the ashes fall into the palm of your hand.

Only then do you feel the pain and the heat.

Chen Cangyu seemed to see his wife clearly for the first time. After a long while, he smoothed her messy hair.

Gentle?

When he glanced sideways again, his brows were cold and sinister.

"You are indeed right."

"Then, what if I really die? I've betrayed you and Grandma, and I'm sorry."

"Will you also help me maintain my reputation? In fact, I have always been surprised that you have not left the Shen family all these years. You could have had more and better choices, some of which I will never be able to achieve in my lifetime."

"I really don't understand you."

Chen Cangyu knew those things and could see that they were true.

His wife has many admirers, like the moon passing through the human world, attracting the swift horses of the human world to chase after its brilliance.

Yan Siqing didn't want to drag things out, and wasn't very curious about his complicated nature and his thirst for knowledge.

He only replied gently, "If someone had asked me this in the past, because I didn't know the inside story of these years, I would probably have answered like this: No matter what, you have been to the battlefield, contributed to the war for your family and country, and died a martyr on the battlefield."

"It's just a small matter for a man and a woman to change their minds. I don't want to pursue it."

"I'm willing to respect you too."

"This is a very decent result, for you and me."

"That's all."

"This is the last time I'll call you that."

"Hidden Jade."

She stood up, her dress hanging and swaying, and was about to leave.

She wanted to break away from the marriage relationship that had bound her to him for many years and that they had shared a common bond.

Completely out of it?

It seemed as if from beginning to end, she had never accused or criticized anything he did in order to climb up the ladder.

She was just analyzing the results and making her choice.

At this point, she can express it objectively - no matter what his true intentions were, he did go to the battlefield, did help the front line, and made contributions. She acknowledged this side of him.

What kind of woman is she?

She is such an unimaginable woman.

She is not just the gentle and humorous woman who is busy with business every day and occasionally reads books and looks out the window in boredom.

So this is what she is like.

Tolerance is her true heart, and thunder is her means.

But Chen Cangyu did not try to keep him. His eyes and brows were cold and stern. He turned and walked towards the room originally arranged by Jian Wuliang.

He heard the footsteps of the men approaching her and their calls.

So what?

He is no longer a hidden jade.

The drooping palms, the five fingers stretched out and closed, the joints were tight, but finally relaxed.

He had made his choice, and even though it turned out that she was far less intelligent and more pretentious than he was, she had never truly shown her charm to him.

He also made a choice.

He won't regret it.

Only absolute power and a higher position can keep him lingering.

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Originally, this was a fork in the road for them as a couple.

We separated and there was no longer any close connection between us.

So this is the truth.

Jian Wuliang suppressed the ups and downs of his heart and asked, "Miss Yan, there are so many people here, are you sure these things won't get out?"

Yan Siqing originally came here for business, but suddenly encountered an accident, which was something she could not predict - she thought someone would come to deliver evidence, but she never expected it to be the hidden jade.

She could only deal with it temporarily and solve the problem decisively.

In fact, I could have delayed it and been more careful, but I couldn't.

She couldn't leave any hidden dangers for Zhao Zhao - at least now only those people in the Dali Temple knew about it. When the drum was struck just now, only those present heard it, and people outside didn't know about it yet.

Therefore, finish today's work today and finish it here.

As for the follow-up...

"Isn't that your business?"

"Will you let this get out?"

She downplayed it.

For some reason, it was as if I saw through something.

Jian Wuliang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously touched his nose.

Since when, he liked to stand in the windshield when talking to her, no longer holding the blade against his waist at all times, and he would not look down at her condescendingly.

She knows.

But she did it easily, just like she had used County Magistrate He before.

The reason why they are so calm is because - they are eager to do so.

She didn't care what they were up to.

She just pulled away.

She passed by Jiang Hui.

The sleeves fluttered past, about to scratch his loose and unruly robe.

But no.

She took a step aside without looking back.

Jiang Hui's heart was burning - she could be tolerant of Chen Cangyu and take advantage of Jian Wuliang, but she was so harsh to me...

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and hung behind.

But at this moment, there was a commotion in front of the Dali Temple, followed by the sound of drums outside!

Someone is beating the drum of complaint again!