Chapter 172 I Don’t Want to Fight

"I have been with you for no less than four years. Do you know what my favorite color is? I have eaten at the same table with you hundreds of times. Can you remember which dish I most often order?"

Wen Zhiheng's face turned pale and he said nothing.

"But I remember your birthday. I also know that your favorite clothes are black clothes with gold edges and auspicious cloud patterns. I know that your favorite food is mullet, which you have to drink with plenty of ginger stew. I also know that you like to use a black seed jade hairpin. You often say that it is neither too loose nor too tight, which is very comfortable..."

"But you keep saying you like me, but I don't know as much as I do, who keep saying I don't like you."

"These are all small things. You have been very good to me. In Yueyingxuan, there are gorgeous clothes everywhere. When I was rewarded for my work, you brought me the most expensive pearls. Even when I was getting married, my wedding dress was made of the freshest fabrics."

"But, Master, those are not what I want."

Wen Zhiheng asked hesitantly.

"Could that person do it better than me?"

"I am very grateful for what you did for me when Yuming Tea House opened. They may have bought some symbolically because of your power. He is different from you. He has no power and no one behind him. He is just a small county magistrate. The only thing he can do is to write letters to various powerful families in Kyoto as the county magistrate of Yougu, recommending tea for Yuming Tea House. Every year, he sends people to visit and deliver tea. He persists and never stops."

"Master, every time you send me gifts during festivals, you always send me a large amount of gifts, and they are very valuable medicinal herbs, fabrics, snacks, and they are similar to those sent to other houses. I have always rejected your gifts because I can't see any effort in them. I guess you probably just told your servants to give them casually, and you may not even have seen what you gave me."

"He lived thousands of miles away, but in March he sent me a kite he made himself to remind me to go out for an outing. In May, he made me rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival. In August, he brewed sweet-scented osmanthus wine and sent it to me through the escort agency. During the Chinese New Year, the couplets in the yard were all written by him. Whenever he saw something interesting or new, he would always send it to me as soon as possible..."

"Master, if you were in my shoes, who do you think I would like?"

Wen Zhiheng's face turned pale when he heard this.

"He is just a little girl. I have power and influence, and I have always sent guards to protect you. Otherwise, how could the sale of your Qinyun Building be so smooth?"

"Are you talking about the eight hidden guards? They are highly skilled in martial arts and are extremely good at hiding. If it weren't for Fu Da, basically no one would know their whereabouts. So, how would the people from Zhenxing Escort Agency know, and how could they be controlled by your hidden guards. The reason why they dare not touch me is because of him, who used the connection in Kyoto that he had only met once to force Zhenxing Escort Agency not to act rashly."

"Master, you always ask others to handle my affairs. It was the same when I was in the Marquis' Mansion before, and it is the same now. You have not made any changes because of my affairs. It is obvious that I am not that important in your heart. In fact, to put it bluntly, you don't like me. So, I don't understand what you are obsessed with?"

Wen Zhiheng was silent for a long time, his eyes dark and deep.

He shook his head and said.

"Eleven, you are wrong. Maybe I don't know how to love someone, but I know that I can't live without you. I will slowly change what you said. If he can do it, I can do it too."

He stood up, walked around the tea table, squatted in front of Chen Shiyi, raised his chin, and looked up at her.

"Eleven, now that you're back, please don't leave, okay? Live a good life with me, we'll move to the Marquis of Loyalty's Mansion, and you'll be the most honorable mistress of the mansion..."

Chen Shiyi sighed softly.

"Master, I came here today to ask you for a favor."

Wen Zhiheng lowered his head and held her hand tightly, then raised his head and said with a smile.

"You said..."

"Please transfer Pei Luoshu back to Kyoto instead of sending him to Jiangzhou?"

Wen Zhiheng stopped smiling.

Chen Shiyi's words were like cutting a piece of flesh off his body, causing him to tremble with pain.

His face turned pale, he stood up slowly, walked to the desk, and clenched the corners of the desk tightly with both hands.

"Where do you put me when you come to me for him?"

"He was originally going to stay in Kyoto."

Wen Zhiheng said angrily.

"Anyone who dares to covet me should not have stayed in Kyoto in the first place."

Chen Shiyi calmed down.

"Young Master, your power should be used in the court, devoting yourself to the prosperity of Daye, rather than on love affairs."

Wen Zhiheng laughed at himself.

"How do you know I'm not thinking about Daye? County Magistrate Pei has made such great achievements. It's a waste of his talent to come to Kyoto to be a doctor in the Ministry of Justice..."

He turned and looked at her quietly.

"With just one sentence from me, he was promoted from a seventh-rank county magistrate to the fourth-rank governor of Jiangzhou. This is unprecedented in Daye. Am I not being nice to him?"

Chen Shiyi laughed at himself.

"My uncle said that if the governor of Jiangzhou does not have impressive achievements, he will never be able to move up in his lifetime. With just one sentence from you, you instantly solved the hidden danger that he posed to you. The eldest young master is indeed very scheming and has gained a good reputation for cherishing talents for no reason. He has also successfully separated us..."

Wen Zhiheng was very angry. How could he not hear Chen Shiyi's sarcasm towards him?

"You're going to confront me for him?"

Chen Shiyi stood up from his seat.

She asked coldly.

"Master, why do you treat me like this?"

"I should pay you back in this lifetime for all the debts I owed you in my last lifetime."

"I just want someone who understands me and treats me well. Why do you keep stopping me?"

“Even at the cost of using power…”

Wen Zhiheng said coldly.

"Chen Shiyi, maybe I've been too good to you, so you don't know what you will become under real power? Do you think you can get married freely with the protection of the doctor? No, as long as I want, I can ask the emperor to grant you a marriage, and you will have to get married even if you don't want to. I have been indulging you and giving you freedom, don't you know?"

"So, the eldest master has always believed this, right?"

"Your impatience and neglect are all due to your determination to win, right?"

"Who are you showing your affection to?"

"Chen Shiyi..."

Wen Zhiheng shouted loudly.

He was shocked that his emotions were unstable and he shouldn't have treated her like this.

Then the voice became lower again.

"You know how happy I am that you came to see me..."

Chen Shiyi quietly looked at the sadness and brokenness in his eyes.

I heard him murmur softly.

"I don't want to argue with you."