Chapter 265 Bamboo Fan

The lotus on the fan was lifelike. He had a very good memory. He only took a glance at it, but he still remembered it so clearly after all these years.

But he forgot that this fan had no tassels.

The only difference is the drooping purple tassels.

A burnt fan can be made into another one, but a person can only disappear like smoke.

Wen Zhiheng informed Chen Shiyi of the court's developments as per custom.

Suddenly realizing that Chen Shiyi was not in her room, he hurried to ask Wen Zhirou.

"Where is she?"

Wen Zhirou was also full of doubts.

“I remember it was here not long ago.”

Wen Zhiheng suddenly felt panicky.

"Send someone to look for him immediately."

Ping Garden was not big, and there were only a few maids and old women serving here. Wen Zhirou immediately called for people to go find them.

Pavilions, waterside pavilions, fish ponds, verandas, kitchens…

He opened the doors of every room, searched every corner, and wandered around for a long time, but could not find her.

Did she leave again?

It's so dangerous outside, and the Fifth Prince's men are looking for her everywhere. Where can she go now?

"Eleven, Chen Eleven..."

He called her name while searching.

He walked hurriedly with a sad look on his face. He searched in a woodshed for a long time, closed the door in disappointment, turned around, and found Chen Shiyi standing in front of him, looking at him quietly.

"You called me?"

Wen Zhiheng saw that she was holding a small hoe in her hand, with her sleeves rolled up, and her hands were stained with scattered yellow mud. She asked him with a puzzled look in her eyes.

His sullen expression gradually softened, and he returned to his original indifference, and spoke slowly.

"I thought Mrs. Pei left."

Chen Shiyi said blankly, "I just went to weed under the osmanthus tree next to the wall."

Wen Zhiheng nodded to show that he understood, then turned around and left.

His hair was a little loose, the edges of his dark-black robe were stained with dust, and he left with firm yet hurried steps.

His figure was as slender as a jade tree, yet he carried the domineering and oppressive air of a superior. He was thin, and the years had left no traces on him.

Every day, after court was dismissed, he would mention a few words to me about what happened in the court, and other than that, he would never say another word to me.

He had to take care of himself because of their past friendship.

Chen Shiyi lowered her head. She owed him more and more, so much that she could hardly pay him back.

She washed her hands, changed her clothes, sat down at her desk, and started writing.

There was a noise at the door.

She stood up and looked at the window. It was Qingsong. He seemed a little anxious.

"Qingsong, what do you want from me?"

Qingsong hurried to the window and said with a smile.

"Madam Pei, the master wants me to tell you something. Try not to go out recently. If you want to go out, you must inform us in advance. The emperor has been looking for you recently."

Chen Shiyi said he understood.

"Qingsong, I just have a favor to ask of you."

Qingsong said with a smile.

"Mrs. Pei, please give me your orders. I cannot bear the word 'please'. My master has said that your business is my business."

Chen Shiyi took two letters from the desk.

"Please help me send these two letters to Anzhou, one for Li Yunzhou and one for Jing Ran, and hand them to them personally. Don't alarm anyone."

Qingsong took the two letters and promised solemnly.

"Don't worry, Madam Pei. I will do my job neatly and efficiently."

"Thank you very much."

Five days later, Chen Shiyi received a reply.

Along with him came Wen Zhiheng.

"Are you contacting the head treasury manager in Jiangzhou?"

Chen Shiyi looked up at Wen Zhiheng, nodded, opened the letter and read it carefully.

"The emperor has been looking for you, but he has not got your money."

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"My previous house in Kyoto had about 200,000 taels of cash and property. I gave him a set of account books, including all the properties under my name. I told him everything."

"In that case, he should be able to take over all of your business. Why?"

"That set of account books is a real one, but without me or the token, it is a fake one, and the items and industries recorded on it will not be under my name."

"After Fu Xuwen betrayed me, I started to deal with this matter with the chief manager to prevent something similar from happening one day."

Wen Zhiheng was silent for a moment.

"Your Majesty is too impatient."

"So, if he really wanted to let Pei Luoshu go, I would have given him everything I had. But he went back on his word, so I naturally couldn't let him get something he didn't deserve."

A faint smile appeared on Wen Zhiheng's face.

"You are quite thoughtful, but he has been looking for you. You should not show up recently. Wait until the storm is over before you talk to him."

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"But it's not convenient for me to stay in the mansion all the time. The head shopkeeper in Anzhou is still waiting for my decision."

Wen Zhiheng pondered for a moment.

"Please let me think about it."

The next day, Wen Zhiheng came over and brought a big package.

Chen Shiyi asked in confusion.

"What is this?"

"If you want to go out, change your appearance and pretend to be a servant of mine, like Qingsong, and you can come and go freely."

Chen Shiyi thought this was a great idea.

Qingsong was very skilled in making over people's appearances. After Chen Shiyi changed into a black robe, tightened his cuffs, tied his waist, and put on black boots, he guided Wen Zhirou to put Chen Shiyi's hair into a bun.

He started to paint on Chen Shiyi's face, and soon it was fixed.

He doesn't seem to have changed much, but he no longer looks like Chen Shiyi. Instead, he looks like a handsome young boy.

Wen Zhirou smiled and said, "That's good. Who would still recognize you as the old Chen Shiyi if you look like this? It's good to go out for a walk. You've been here for almost three months. You must be getting bored."

Wen Zhiheng looked at Chen Shiyi quietly, picked up the black brush on the table, and lightly brushed her eyebrows several times.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Qingsong beside him saw this and asked hurriedly.

"Master, when Madam Pei goes out, she must have a name, right?"

Wen Zhiheng thought about it.

"From now on, she will follow you and her name will be Qingyi!"

He thought about it for a long time yesterday and decided to keep her with him.

The current emperor's minions are also very powerful. If Chen Shiyi shows any clues one day, she might be arrested and brought to the palace. Even if I have three heads and six arms, I may not be able to help her escape. It is better to keep her in front of me, maybe I can protect her.

He was also worried about her and was upset again.

He envied Pei Luoshu very much, because she loved him wholeheartedly and was willing to give up her life for him without hesitation.

This may be a regret that he will never have in his life.

Even the blazing sun will be covered by dark clouds, even the mountains are high but no one will write down their names, even the orioles sing beautifully but no one will sing along with them…

But, life is full of regrets and the water flows eastwards...