Chapter 83 Teahouse Conversation

Chen Shiyi still followed Shi Liu out of the Marquis' Mansion.

She just wanted to go out for a walk and didn't want Wen Zhiheng to send so many people to follow her.

Pomegranate is a living contract and must leave the house when she turns 18.

Her family lived in a remote village in the southern suburbs of Kyoto. Her parents were still alive, and she had an older brother and a younger sister.

The family was not well-off, but the parents were honest and kind. The elder brother was an uneducated man and worked as an apprentice in a wood workshop in Kyoto. He was kind and sincere, and the family was very happy and harmonious.

Seeing how the whole family respected him, Chen Shiyi found it very dramatic.

They envied her, but in fact, she envied them.

Everyone is looking at other people's scenery from their own place, but they never think that the place they think is not good may be the paradise that others yearn for.

Chen Shiyi tasted the wine they brewed themselves.

It is yellow in color, with a hint of sweetness when you first take a sip, sliding down your throat, and after the aftertaste, it is slightly bitter.

She never drinks, but today she drank a lot.

In the morning, when Shi Liu and I were passing Jingbei Street, we saw Wen Zhiheng, who was supposed to be on duty at the Ministry of Revenue, drinking tea with a noble lady on the second floor of a teahouse.

It was Shi Liu who discovered it at that time. Her scream went from shocked to low, and she glanced cautiously at Chen Shiyi beside her.

Chen Shiyi just glanced over it, as if he didn't care at all.

Wen Zhiheng seemed to have sensed something and looked straight towards where Chen Shiyi was.

The curtains of the carriage were lowered at that moment.

"Prince, what are you looking at?"

Wen Zhiheng heard the voice, turned his head, his eyes full of coldness.

The woman opposite him had her hair tied up in a bun, her face was beautiful, her skin was as white as a lotus flower emerging from clear water, her eyes were affectionate, as clear and bright as spring snow, she was wearing a very expensive silk satin gown, she was holding a cup of hot tea, her manners were elegant, and her every word and action were beyond description.

"I took the liberty of asking the girl out today only because of the previous engagement."

Mo Xunyan, the daughter of the prime minister, gently put down the teacup in her hand, with indescribable charm in her every move.

"How can a girl make the decision on marriage? It's naturally up to the parents and the matchmaker."

Wen Zhiheng smiled contemptuously.

"Really?"

"The prince seems to have other intentions?"

"I can't say what the meaning is, but I just feel that the words on our engagement paper have been stained and I can't see the original appearance. I think it is God's will. As the saying goes, man cannot go against God, so why not call it quits."

"I am a humble woman with little influence, and my marriage is not my own decision."

Wen Zhiheng said bluntly.

"After the mourning period, the girl discussed with the son of Duke Chengguo about marrying the two families, but was later rejected by the son of Duke Chengguo on the grounds that they had different interests. In fact, it was a scholar sponsored by the prime minister's mansion who had some unclear relationship with the girl."

Mo Xunyan's face turned pale.

"Where did you hear these gossips, Prince? You know, this could put a woman to death."

"It was the Xiangfu who trampled on the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis' Mansion was weak and naturally did not care about anyone's life when they were resisting and struggling."

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. These are all unfounded things. This marriage is because I remember the engagement we made when we were young, and I don't want to see him anymore. It was because of rumors that I was involved. And I have always believed that you are talented and will definitely return to Kyoto, so I have been waiting for you."

Wen Zhiheng sneered disdainfully.

"Really? Whether you are loyal or amorous, I am afraid only you know it."

"My sincerity is evident to all."

Wen Zhiheng was not moved at all after hearing this, he just frowned slightly.

"The Prime Minister dotes on you so much that he allows you to do whatever you want under the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He even goes so far as to confront the Marquis' Mansion head-on for your own selfish reasons. So, today, I will tell you, the one who can make the decision, that I hope the Prime Minister's Mansion can go to the Emperor to clarify the matter and that our engagement will be terminated!"

After hearing this, Mo Xunyan's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Your Highness, I am really embarrassed by this. However, I will definitely discuss this matter with my father and give you a satisfactory answer."

After hearing this, Wen Zhiheng left the teahouse without looking back.

Mo Xunyan held the tea, raised his left sleeve to cover his mouth and drank it, then whispered softly.

"This tea is still drinkable."

The maid in green clothes behind asked cautiously.

"Miss, the Prime Minister said that renewing the relationship with the Marquis's family is the best thing to do right now. Do you really want the Prime Minister to cancel this marriage with His Majesty for the sake of the Marquis's son?"

Mo Xunyan propped up her chin and looked at the place where Wen Zhiheng left, and blinked.

"Among so many people, this one is more outstanding, what do you think?"

"Of course, he is well-educated and as handsome as jade. Last time, on the prince's birthday, he was crowned with jade and brocade, and his temperament was brilliant. I thought that exile would break his pride, but who would have thought that his temperament would become more stable. There are not many men in the capital who can compare with him!"

"Yes, my father said that this man is not an ordinary person and will achieve great things in the future. I should not look for smoke. If I want to marry, I must marry the best man..."

"But, there is also the prince..."

"Those people have three wives and four concubines, and there will be constant turmoil in the harem in the future. But I heard that the reason why the prince couldn't wait to cancel the engagement with me was because he was willing to become an enemy of my family for a lowly maid. If such a foolish person were to bow down to me, it would be such a great pleasure!"

"Miss, you are wise..."

Mo Xunyan raised the tea in her hand and pointed it in the direction where Wen Zhiheng was going away.

"Hello, Prince. See you in the bridal chamber!"

The night in the village is deep and quiet. The forest in the distance is like a beast with its mouth wide open to devour, terrifying and mysterious.

Chen Shiyi drank too much and accidentally got drunk. She should have returned to the Marquis' Mansion earlier, but she had to spend the night at Shi Liu's house.

She found a hoe at Pomegranate's home and walked straight towards the dense forest without disturbing Pomegranate's family.

She found a slightly flat spot and began to dig.

She wanted to dig a bigger hole and bury Wen Zhiheng.

Taking advantage of his drunken recklessness and his continued endurance after returning to the mansion, the entire dense forest was filled with the sound of Chen Shiyi's loud crying, which sounded very penetrating.

She dug while crying.

"Wen Zhiheng, you bastard, you just kissed me and the next day you went to meet other girls in the teahouse. If I don't bury you with my own hands, I will never be able to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"I shouldn't have cared about you and let you die of illness. It's better than you making promises to me again and again but failing to fulfill them."

"I'm telling you, I'll use my last bit of conscience to dig a bigger hole for you. That's how I, Chen Shiyi, will do my best to be fair to you."

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Chen Shiyi's crying became louder and louder, but it stopped abruptly when a pair of hands grabbed her ankles.

Fortunately, Chen Shiyi was very brave and was only surprised for a while.

Do people nowadays like to go out in the middle of the night like her?

The hands were very strong, holding her feet tightly and not letting go. A faint, hoarse, cracking sound came from the ground.

"Save me..."

Chen Shiyi was furious at the moment, and when he heard the word "save", he was furious.

"This place is more than eighty miles away from Kyoto. Not to mention the long journey, I'm not free right now. You can just fend for yourself!"