Chapter 402 The Psychological Connection Between Twins

Lu Zhong shook his head, "I didn't see him. I heard that he went to the estate in the suburbs today with the heir of the Marquis of Anding."

Under the guise of searching for relatives, I inquired with the servants of the Marquis of Anding's residence and found out that the young master's personal guards were indeed from Liangzhou.

He was an orphan whom the Marquis of Anding found on the battlefield after the Battle of Liangzhou ten years ago. His name was Changsheng, and his age was about the same as that of the Third Young Master Shen.

As for his appearance, no one could say for sure, saying he always wore a mask and no one had ever seen what he looked like underneath.

Wearing a mask?

Coming from Liangzhou and matching his age, a glimmer of hope rose in Chen Chu's heart.

Could it really be the young man?

But if it's Xiao Ge, the news of her seeking justice for the Ning'an Marquis's family has spread like wildfire in the capital. Why doesn't Xiao Ge come to acknowledge her?

Pei Yuan said, "People who wear masks all year round either to cover up scars on their faces or to conceal their identities."

The Nanyue delegation will arrive in the capital tomorrow, and the heir of the Marquis of Anding will accompany Prince Heng to the city gate to greet them.

"When there are many people around, we can find an opportunity to get Sun Yan to remove the guard's mask, and then we'll see his true face."

Shen Chu and Lu Zhong exchanged a glance.

That's all we can do.

"Alright, I'll go to the city gate tomorrow and blend in with the crowd to take a look."

Pei Yuan ruffled Shen Chu's hair. "There will definitely be a lot of people watching at the city gate tomorrow."

It's inconvenient for you to be pregnant, and it would be terrible if someone bumped into you.

There's a teahouse there; I'll have someone reserve a private room. You'll have a better view from the second floor."

Seeing that he had made proper arrangements, Shen Chu naturally had no objections.

After discussing tomorrow's matters, Pei Yuan returned to the Prince Rui's residence.

Sun Yan rushed in from outside and handed over a note.

"Your Highness, the news that Liu Feng brought back from Yangzhou has been investigated in secret for a long time, and we have finally found out that the Luo family is the one with the most business dealings with Fengyun Pavilion."

Pei Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly, but showed little surprise.

"Luo Heng? It really is him."

"It's possible. Moreover, Liu Feng also found out that when Prince Heng's men went to Yangzhou to summon Lord Shen back to the capital, Prince Heng's confidant secretly met with Luo Heng."

No sooner had Lord Shen left Yangzhou than Luo Heng followed him back to the capital.

"Your Highness, it seems Luo Heng has long since pledged allegiance to Prince Heng, and has repeatedly sent members of the Fengyun Pavilion to secretly hunt you down."

Pei Yuan leaned back in his chair, tapped the table lightly with his long fingers, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Go and investigate where Luo Heng went after arriving in the capital, who he met, and what he did."

"yes."

The next day was a rare good day; the snow melted, and the warm sun shone brightly, making people feel cozy and warm.

The main street at the city gate was packed with people, all craning their necks, eager to catch a glimpse of the South Vietnamese delegation.

When the South Vietnamese delegation stepped through the city gates, the crowds surged and the scene was incredibly lively.

In the teahouse by the window, Hongxiu leaned against the window, looking down at the crowded people below, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Fortunately, His Highness made thoughtful arrangements, so we don't have to be jostled around down there."

Chen Chu felt a surge of sweetness in her heart and peered down.

Banners fluttered at the city gate, and drums and gongs resounded.

The Wei delegation stood at the city gate, exchanging pleasantries with the Nanyue delegation that had just entered the city.

Even in the crowded throng, she spotted Pei Yuan at a glance.

Unlike his usual flying fish robe, Pei Yuan today wore a black robe with gold trim, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown, on which was the ebony wolf head hairpin that Pei Yuan had given him.

The white rhinoceros leather belt was tightly cinched around his waist, making his broad shoulders and narrow waist appear even more prominent.

As if sensing her gaze, Pei Yuan looked up.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and Shen Chu's eyebrows curved into a smile.

Pei Yuan's lips curled up slightly, and he made a gesture with his hand.

Shen Chu understood what he meant and nodded gently.

His eyes searched through the crowd.

Sure enough, not far behind Pei Yuan stood the rather plump heir of the Marquis of Anding.

Standing next to the heir of the Marquis of Anding was a young man wearing a bronze mask.

The mask covered half of her face, revealing only her nose and chin, making it impossible to discern her appearance.

On the other side, after exchanging pleasantries with the Nanyue delegation, the Wei delegation, led by Prince Heng, headed towards the meeting hall.

The crowds lining both sides of the street cheered loudly.

Amidst the surging crowd, Sun Yan approached the masked man discreetly.

Then, with lightning speed, she ripped the mask off the man's face.

The man's expression changed drastically. He glared at Sun Yan and bent down to pick up the mask.

Sun Yan grabbed him and kept apologizing.

The man shook off his hand, picked up the mask, quickly put it on his face, and turned to leave.

Although the time was short, Shen Chu was able to see the man's face clearly.

She gasped in shock.

What a face it was! The area below the nose was fine, but from the nose up to the forehead, there wasn't a single good spot.

The ground was pitted and covered with horrifying knife scars.

One can imagine how terrible the injury must have been.

Chen Chu felt a dull ache in his heart, an indescribable, hidden pain rising within him.

She instinctively grabbed the window frame, her fingertips turning white.

"Girl, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Hongxiu asked with a worried expression.

Chen Chu patted his chest, but the heavy feeling still lingered in his heart and wouldn't go away.

That feeling was both long-lost and familiar.

She and her brother are twins, but her brother was much bigger than her when he was born.

She was born like a kitten, and even her cries were very weak.

Father often said that her younger brother was domineering and would steal food from her in the womb, which is why she was born very weak.

She was often sick when she was young. In order to make her stronger, her father sent her to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion so that she could practice martial arts with her brothers to improve her health.

But every time she gets sick, her boyfriend becomes just as listless, always pointing to his chest and saying he feels a tightness in his chest.

She always thought the young man was just trying to make her happy, until one time he broke his leg while being mischievous.

That day, her heart ached terribly, an indescribable dull pain.

That's when she realized that twins actually have some kind of telepathic connection.

When she saw the masked man's true face, a sudden pain surged through her heart, much like the dull ache in her chest when her brother broke his leg when they were children.

Could that person be the young man?

Behind her, Lu Zhong peered out at the receding figure on the street, his face filled with disappointment.

"Little Chuchu, are you sure? Is he your brother?"

Shen Chu shook her head. "His face is so badly disfigured, you can't tell, can you?"

Lu Zhong was very disappointed.

She touched her chest and then said, "Uncle Zhong, go to the Marquis of Anding's residence and inquire about this guard named Changsheng."

See what he likes to do during his days off, what his hobbies and habits are.

The best approach would be to try and meet him under the guise of searching for relatives.

Lu Zhong left.

Chen Chu took a deep breath, put on her veil, and went downstairs.

"Hongxiu, let's take a stroll around the vicinity of the Huitong Hall."

Perhaps we might even encounter immortality.

Shen Chu knew that there would be a welcoming banquet for the Nan Yue delegation at the Huitong Hall at noon today, so the Heir Apparent of Anding Marquis would not be coming out of the Huitong Hall for a while.

She led Hongxiu from the front gate of the meeting hall to the back gate, and as soon as they entered the alley, they saw a familiar figure.

Chen Chu pulled Hongxiu, who was walking in front, back.