Chapter 370 Call me Liu Lang, A Chu is shy.

"And who is this young master?"

Ling Ce glanced at Pei Yuan, thinking to himself, "I'll just have to make do and befriend Pei Laoliu."

Before he could speak, Pei Yuan pointed at Shen Chu and said, "I am her husband."

Three veins bulged on Ling Ce's forehead.

Prefect Jiang glanced at Ling Ce's expression, then his gaze swept over Pei Yuan and Shen Chu.

"How should I address you, young master?"

"His surname is Lu."

His surname is Lu.

Shen Chu and Pei Yuan spoke at the same time.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and saw a smile in each other's eyes.

The last time we were at the salt fields in Changsha Prefecture, Pei Yuan used the alias Lu Liu, and she was called Lu Qi.

Surname Lu?

Prefect Jiang's eyes flickered slightly as he quickly scanned through the surnames of the noble and powerful families of the Great Wei Dynasty in his mind.

There is no one with the surname Lu.

It seems he was overthinking it.

Prefect Jiang cupped his hands in greeting, "Please, Lord Shen."

"Please, Lord Jiang."

Ling Ce and Prefect Jiang entered the post station one after the other.

Shen Chu followed closely behind, and Pei Yuan reached out his fingertip and hooked her hand, holding it tightly in his.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she secretly glared at him.

Pei Yuan smiled, his peach blossom eyes filled with her image, his gaze sparkling with laughter.

"Last time we were brothers, you called me Sixth Brother. This time we're husband and wife, so you call me Sixth Brother, okay?"

Rokuro?

Shen Chu blushed. This...this was too embarrassing.

"I won't call you that."

She gently shook off Pei Yuan's hand and strode inside.

Pei Yuan watched her retreating figure and chuckled softly.

His Achu is shy.

Sooner or later, he will make Ah Chu call him Liu Lang.

Pei Yuan followed slowly, his hands behind his back.

Seeing the two of them walk in one after the other, Hongxiu guessed that her young lady had already revealed her identity to Prince Rui.

Good heavens, she no longer has to pretend to be pregnant in front of Prince Rui.

She rubbed the fat on her stomach, sighing, "Finally, I can say goodbye to all this extra weight."

But she can't eat and drink to her heart's content anymore. Sigh, what a worry.

Sun Yan saw Hongxiu looking up at the sky, then laughing foolishly, then looking at the "Little Lord Shen," his pregnant wife, and his prince, who walked in one after the other.

My mind automatically filled in the blanks about their relationship.

Has Lord Shen found a new love? And his new love is already so pregnant?

What will happen to his prince?

What should I do about Hongxiu?

Sun Yan scratched his head and looked Hongxiu up and down.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but we're both pregnant, but look at other people's bellies and then look at yours."

"How come you eat so much? All the weight goes to your waist and face! Where's your belly?"

Hongxiu...Are you alright?

Sun Yan continued to chatter on and on.

"Hongxiu, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you need to prove yourself. Don't think that just because you're pregnant with Lord Shen's child you can rest easy."

"Look at your figure! You're pregnant, but you're still the same size from top to bottom. You don't gain weight where you should, but you're gaining weight where you shouldn't."

Who are you calling a disappointment? Who are you calling fat?

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

Hongxiu threw a punch in anger.

"I just read a story a few days ago, about a fat beauty who remarried with her child, and her ex-husband ended up in the crematorium."

I think the scenarios described there are perfect for you. I'll show them to you later, and you can study them carefully.

etc!

Hongxiu's fist stopped in mid-air.

He said I'm a chubby beauty.

Fine, I'll spare his life.

Hongxiu stomped hard on Sun Yan's foot, then turned and walked away.

Sun Yan jumped up and down in pain, "You... how can you be so ungrateful?"

Inside the house.

Yu Feng brought up Jue Ming, who was tightly bound, and when he looked up and saw Pei Yuan there, he instinctively went to bow.

Pei Yuan shook his head at him.

Yu Feng, noticing this, kicked Jue Ming in the back of the knee.

thump.

Jueming knelt on the ground, glaring at Ling Ce with a gloomy expression.

Ling Ce looked down at his face with his hands behind his back.

He has thick, dark eyebrows, long, narrow eyes, a straight nose, a wide mouth, thick lips, and a pair of round, full earlobes.

It is exactly the same person as the one depicted in Shen Chu's portrait.

Apart from those full earlobes, this face bore no resemblance to the previous Jueming.

If Ah Chu hadn't seen through his true colors, this guy would probably have gotten away with it.

He reached out and patted Jueming's face, sneering.

"Is this your real face? Tsk, who would have thought that the renowned Abbot Jueming of Qingshan Temple has been living with a fake face all these years?"

Jueming's face stiffened, his pupils contracted sharply, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

It seemed that he hadn't expected Ling Ce to reveal his true identity so quickly.

Prefect Jiang was stunned.

"Young Master Shen, are you telling the truth? You're saying he... he's the real Jueming?"

Who was the one who died in jail last night?

Ling Ce sneered, "I'd also like to ask you, Lord Jiang, who exactly died in prison last night?"

Prefect Jiang's face turned pale, and he looked completely bewildered.

"Lord Shen, what exactly is going on? This humble official is completely confused."

Ling Ce chuckled, "Lord Jiang, you'll have to ask yourself that. The prefectural government is under your jurisdiction."

How did a prisoner manage to leave his cell without anyone noticing, and then have a corpse put in?

Prefect Jiang's expression shifted uncertainly. "There must be someone in the prison colluding with Jueming."

He turned around and stomped hard on Jueming's chest.

"Tell me! Who helped you escape? Who put the body inside?"

The kick landed on Jueming's ribs.

He was in excruciating pain, his face contorted as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He glanced at Prefect Jiang with utter disdain.

"Your prefectural government's prison is leaking like a sieve; all I promised was some money."

"There are plenty of people who will run errands for me; adults, if you're capable, go and find out for yourselves."

Prefect Jiang was so angry that his beard stood on end, and he kicked Jueming, breaking one of his ribs.

"You bastard, I was wondering why you confessed so readily before, it turns out you had already planned to slip away unnoticed."

Fortunately, Lord Shen reacted quickly, otherwise you would have already changed your identity and continued to evade justice.

Jueming collapsed to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

He opened his mouth, his teeth were covered in blood, and then he laughed.

"I've used a face that looks like Buddha to deceive those fools for many years. I've lived this long enough, I've had my money's worth, hahaha."

"Oh no, don't let him bite his tongue!" Shen Chu suddenly exclaimed.

Pei Yuan reacted the fastest, stepping forward and kicking Jueming in the chin.

Jueming screamed as his jaw was dislocated. He opened his mouth and screamed, glaring at Pei Yuan with a face full of resentment.

Pei Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Prefect Jiang bowed and said to Ling Ce with a face full of shame, "This humble official will go back and thoroughly investigate the prison immediately."

"Today we will definitely arrest those who colluded with Jueming and hand them over to you for trial."

Ling Ce hummed in agreement.

Prefect Jiang glanced at Jueming, then turned and left.

Only Ling Ce, Shen Chu, Pei Yuan, and Jue Ming, who was lying on the ground, remained in the room.

Seeing that Pei Yuan was staring at Jue Ming, Shen Chu stepped forward and gently tugged at his sleeve.

What are you looking at?

Pei Yuan took her hand in his, saying, "I feel like his features look familiar, like I've seen them somewhere before."

A thought struck Chen Chu.

Yesterday, after she drew a portrait of Jueming, Yu Feng said that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.