Chapter 81 Does His Majesty still want to kill me?
Wang Du's question seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation. Yan Di's eyes instantly turned red, and she punched her chest:
"My lord, I am suffering!"
Wang Du rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, and when he put it down again, his eyes were red: "Your Majesty is suffering, and so is this old minister!"
Zhao Xu was stunned by the scene. When his soul returned to his body, an old man and a young man were already holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes in the duty room. Sobbing and complaining could not be stopped.
Zhao Xu rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he had gone blind.
Lord Wang, a man of great wisdom and magnanimity, actually embraced and wept bitterly with this emperor whose true identity was unknown.
This, this, this is outrageous!
Trying to persuade them? I couldn't get a word in edgewise.
Hand him a handkerchief? He's just a martial artist, where would he get a handkerchief!
In my confusion, a slender white hand suddenly reached out into my line of sight. A square linen handkerchief was folded in the palm.
"Does Your Excellency need this?"
Zhao Xu glanced sideways and saw the young woman named Qingniang. She smiled with relaxed eyes, possessing a youthful playfulness, but unlike the naive foolishness she had shown when she asked the questions earlier.
Zhao Xu's mind went blank for a moment. This young emperor and those around him...were all so fickle?
"Thank you." The young man stiffly accepted the gift and handed it to Wang Du.
Yan Dibai also took the opportunity to grab Qingqing's handkerchief and wipe his face. His face was still wet, so he casually wiped it clean with Wang Du's sleeve.
Wang Du's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he quickly released Yan Dibai's hand.
“Prefect Wang,” Yan Di said in a hoarse voice, as if he had just come to his senses, “you recognize me?”
Wang Du's posture was humble, but his tone left no room for argument:
"Your Majesty has probably forgotten. Back then, this old minister was ill and unable to attend Your Majesty's enthronement ceremony in person. However, I still vividly remember Your Majesty's radiant presence during Emperor Chengde's birthday celebration ten years ago... Upon first hearing the news of Your Majesty's passing, this old minister wept bitterly for days, unable to sleep or eat!"
When Yan Qi celebrated his thirty-sixth birthday, governors and noble families from all over the country, grateful for the emperor's favor, brought their families to the capital to offer their congratulations. Wang Du was naturally among them. At that time, Yan Dibai was just six years old, and his eyesight was failing. He sat amidst the wine pool and meat forest as a mere decoration. It's no wonder he didn't remember Wang Du.
Upon hearing Wang Du's words, Qingqing also recalled the daily records she had seen in the Wende Hall. Her brows furrowed slightly.
Yan Dibai, however, felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and a mixture of vulnerability and excitement appeared on his face:
"After my father passed away, Prime Minister Lin disappeared, and I have no relatives left! Meeting the governor is like seeing a close relative! Can the governor help me?"
Wang Du wanted to hear those words, and immediately replied with great enthusiasm, "The late emperor was kind to me! I will naturally protect Your Majesty and uphold the rightful rule!"
"However..." His tone suddenly shifted, his gaze sharp as a hawk, intently watching the boy's every subtle reaction, "Although I govern Wu County, I cannot control all gossip. Your Majesty's appearance is damaged, which may make it difficult to win over the people. I wonder if you may have carried a token with you when you crossed the Yangtze River to the south?"
In ancient times, appearance mattered. When selecting an emperor, looks were extremely important. Without any official credentials, Yan Dibai's current appearance would easily invite criticism.
Yan Dibai's expression changed, and he suddenly covered his face with his hands, his shoulders slumping.
"To be honest, Governor, the only token I carry is this ancestral horse saddlecloth I wear on my waist."
Then, without any regard for appearances, she opened her mouth and wailed:
"I feared the imperial seal would fall into the hands of that vile woman Yan Xifang, so I smashed it and threw it into the moat! They want it? Go scoop it out of the mud!"
"What?!"
Wang Du and Zhao Xu both felt a sudden darkness engulf them. The Imperial Seal of the State… destroyed?!
What an ignorant piece of trash!
Wang Du's eyes turned cold as he suddenly caught another layer of meaning in Yan Di's words.
"Your Majesty and Princess Xifang?"
The message from the palace informant doesn't quite match Yan Dibai's current expression of deep resentment.
Mentioning Yan Xifang, flames suddenly ignited in Yan Dibai's eyes. He grabbed Wang Duguang's sleeve fiercely, his hatred overflowing.
"My dear elder sister! Even you, Governor, have been deceived by her! Governor, do you know what that emperor in the north is? He is a false emperor! He is a bastard child brought in by Yan Xifang and Li Mingshao! They falsely accuse me of poisoning, but in reality, they imprison and humiliate me, turning me into a monster, all to use this puppet to steal my Yan family's throne!"
"A false emperor?!"
Wang Du was greatly alarmed.
As astute as he was, he immediately realized there was more to this than met the eye. "A usurper and a false emperor, everyone has the right to kill him!" He instantly felt indignant and grasped Yan Dibai's hand, saying, "Your Majesty has suffered!"
As if he had finally found a powerful confidant, Yan Dibai gritted his teeth and smashed the nearby table and teacups. After venting his anger to the fullest, he choked out:
"...I am imprisoned, and everyone watches me linger on. My sister tried to kill me, and Lin Furu didn't care about me either... If it weren't for Aqing's sincere devotion to me, I would have truly perished in the flames. Those villains... I wish I could devour their flesh and drink their blood!"
Qingqing had been watching for a long time, thinking to herself that Yan Dibai's acting was too realistic; could his body handle it? Suddenly, her arm was pulled forward unexpectedly, exposing her entirely to Wang Du's view.
Startled, Qingqing immediately turned down at the corners of her mouth, and clung to Yan Dibai's arm, sobbing softly.
“Your Excellency, you don’t know, His Majesty was almost killed back then. Prime Minister Lin and his ilk, though outwardly loyal, were actually in league with Princess Xifang. They disappeared without a trace as soon as His Majesty was in trouble.”
With his sleeves finally freed, Wang Du subtly took a half-step back to prevent the boy from grabbing him again. His face still showed deep distress, "This is outrageous!"
The three of them sobbed for a while before sitting down on the prayer mats that Zhao Xu had brought. Yan Dibai, panting heavily, finally seemed to have the strength to sit up straight.
"I haven't introduced her to the governor yet. This is Yang Liuqing, one of my close attendants. She took meticulous care of me when I was still in Xianning Palace. Without her strong protection, I wouldn't have survived to see the governor on this journey!"
As she spoke, she gazed tenderly at Qingqing:
"I never knew true love before. Those vile women in the palace vanished without a trace when I was in trouble! It's all thanks to this experience that I've found someone who truly loves me... who's actually right before my eyes."
Qingqing was dumbfounded: What is this person doing out of the blue?!
The hairs on her body were practically standing on end like a hedgehog!
But in order not to give herself away in front of Wang Du, Qingqing gritted her aching teeth, recalled the smiles and frowns of the ladies in the palace, and lowered her head shyly:
"Your Majesty~"
Yan Dibai seized the opportunity to grab her hand and press it against his chest, saying tenderly, "Qingniang, I will never betray you!"
Qingqing: ? ? ?
Zhao Xu, standing to the side, grimaced in discomfort. Even Ren Wangdu, a seasoned veteran of many storms, struggled to keep up with Yan Dibai's pace, pausing for a moment before stroking his beard and sighing:
"I forgot to announce myself when I arrived. So you are the favored Imperial Attendant Yang, my lady. It is all thanks to Imperial Attendant Yang for your protection! Please accept this old minister's bow!"
"No, no, Your Excellency is too kind. Protecting His Majesty is my duty!"
Once Wang Du spoke, Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and then engaged in a brief exchange of compliments.
Only then did Wang Du take a proper look at the girl beside the young emperor.
She was about fourteen or fifteen years old. Of average appearance, with fair skin. Her long, glossy black hair and bright, clear eyes with slightly upturned corners added to her beauty.
...Such beauty is enough for an ordinary family. She could even be a concubine for a noble family.
But this emaciated boy was already known as a celestial child at the age of six, and by the age of twelve, his beauty was unparalleled in the Inner Sea. All who saw him were captivated by him. Even his own second daughter, when she was young, would talk about the handsome little prince for quite some time.
Wang Du still remembers it vividly.
This man is lustful; he has too many beauties in the palace to bear, and he even intended to take a concubine from Jiangzuo. This maid only got the upper hand at this time. If this man's appearance hadn't been ruined, someone like her would never have had a chance to catch his eye.
Thinking of how Yang Liuqing pretended to be stupid when Zhao Xu questioned her, Wang Du had a clue.
She was a maid who wasn't stupid.
But she was just a maid.
Since this son has not yet been designated as an heir, everything is fine.
"Your Majesty and the Imperial Attendants have shared hardships together; their bond is truly extraordinary," Wang Du said with great pity.
"I have a separate garden in front of the granary. If Your Majesty does not mind, you may move there."
Yan Di rolled his eyes and said, "That's great! I've been wanting to get rid of that shabby inn for ages!"
Wang Du smiled and said, "However, this old minister has another question."
Yan Dibai had calmed down considerably after being comforted, but upon hearing this, he frowned impatiently:
"I've told you all the secrets of my escape and my journey south. You still don't believe me? Then I'll take Aqing and go to see another governor!"
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!" Wang Du secretly winked at Zhao Xu and sighed.
"Your Majesty is heartbroken! Since Your Majesty has entered Jiangzuo, why didn't you come directly to find me? Instead, you suffered such torment under the Lu family?"
These words ignited the boy who had just calmed down. Yan Dibai's eyes turned bloodshot, and he abruptly stood up from the prayer mat:
"To seek you out directly? Do I dare?!"
The boy pulled up his sleeve, revealing his thin, bony arm:
"I knew it! Look at me! Look at this wretched state I am! Apart from Aqing, who still recognizes me as the emperor? My body is so weak, I'm afraid I'll be joining my ancestors before I even reach the governor's mansion!"
He didn't give Wang Du a chance to interrupt, and took a sharp sniff:
"Although I am young, I am not a fool. Governor Wang, please do not treat me like a child, just like Prime Minister Lin! I have thought about telling the Lu family the truth, but Lu Xi listens to Zhang Bian and does not care about me. I am also afraid that someone from the north will come to kill me, so I have no choice but to hide my identity and wait for an opportunity."
At this point, a naive yet ruthless grin suddenly appeared on his face. As if he had thought of something amusing, Yan Dibai clenched his fist excitedly, looking smugly into Wang Du's gleaming eyes:
"Your Excellency is unaware, is it? I have heard that the Lu family harbors wicked intentions and wants to replace you! Lu Xi is the most ambitious of them all, Your Excellency must be careful!"
The boy took a step, tilting his head:
"If I were still the emperor, I would have helped the governor kill them. What a pity..."
Although only half of the sentence was spoken, it carried a hidden meaning.
How could Wang Du not have a clear idea in his mind?
He secretly arrived at Cangqian yesterday intending to become a soldier. Little did he expect that he would receive a series of unexpected gifts overnight.
Although the Lu family had surrendered, that old bastard Lu Xu remained an eyesore. As long as he didn't relinquish his position as head of the family, he would be a persistent thorn in their side. Wang Du had long wanted to use that incident to teach him a lesson and remove him, but at the time, he was desperately short of funds, allowing Lu Xu to escape unscathed.
Why wouldn't he be happy to have this tyrant standing in his way?
He immediately bowed and said:
"Your Majesty is wise. The Lu family certainly needs to be taught a lesson. Lu Xi will come to apologize soon! From now on, Your Majesty may reside here with this old minister. All that belongs to this old minister shall also belong to Your Majesty!"
Hearing this, Yan Dibai seemed pleased. He let out a long sigh, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and slumped onto the couch. The violence around him vanished, replaced by an almost decadent languor.
"Prefect..." he murmured with his eyes closed, "All those military and political affairs are too much to bear. I'll leave them all to you. I just want to go back to Xianning Palace, eat fresh fruits from Lingnan, and drink from jade cups from the Western Regions..."
His face suddenly contorted with rage: "And another thing! Bring Yan Xifang, Li Mingshao... all those who have wronged me to my presence! I want to personally execute them by a thousand cuts!"
Then, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his voice became so low it was almost a whisper:
"I will share the world with you! You will help me avenge my family and let me enjoy the good life... This empire will naturally belong to you half..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he coughed violently a few times. Qingqing quickly patted his chest: "Prefect, Lord Zhao, His Majesty's emotions are too turbulent, he urgently needs rest!"
Wang Du immediately said to Zhao Xu, "Make arrangements quickly. Please invite His Majesty to move to Chengxin Garden. All necessities should be provided according to the highest standards. We will depart in a few days. He will return to the governor's mansion with me to recuperate!"
After speaking, he smiled sincerely.
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The carriage was ready. Wang Du personally helped Yan Dibai up and escorted him earnestly to the carriage.
The carriage was spacious, with soft cushions and a subtle fragrance. Once the doors were closed, it shut out the noise and prying eyes of the outside world.
Almost simultaneously, Yan Dibai released Qingqing's hand that he had been holding tightly, leaned against the car wall, and closed his eyes. His chest heaved deeply, as if trying to expel all the emotions that had just been poured out.
After the exaggerated emotions subsided like a receding tide, only near-exhaustion remained.
Qingqing sat quietly beside him, letting Yan Dibai rest his head on her lap.
From this angle, his pale, thin profile was fully visible. His dark circles were glaringly prominent. Her heart felt a slight pang. Qingqing reached out and wiped the fine beads of cold sweat from his forehead with the corner of her sleeve.
Last week, he was able to move freely without the splints. Qingqing still had concerns, but Yan Dibai insisted that he was fine and even showed her the table, so Qingqing had no choice but to press down the table and agree. Yan Dibai's condition was indeed quite good; he hadn't vomited blood again or experienced any drug withdrawal symptoms.
It's like we've gone back to square one.
Qingqing was still shaken: "Why did you have to work so hard?"
Yan Di slowly opened his eyes: "I am a tyrant, that's just how I am."
Ruthless, arrogant, vindictive, pleasure-seeking, yet also somewhat cunning.
If the former young emperor is not presented to Wang Du for review in detail, how can Wang Du be assured that the emperor's interests are aligned with his own?
Yan Dibai adjusted the direction of his head, turning his face inward. It had been so long since he had unleashed his power like before, yet even this ordinary performance took him almost half an hour to recover.
This body really hasn't been used to its full potential.
Yan Dibai lowered her eyes, her fingers twirling and playing with Qingqing's clothes.
Although Wang Du's momentary surprise upon seeing his appearance was brief, Yan Dibai still managed to catch it.
Such an ugly face... the plan to rebuild the body really can't be delayed any longer.
His brow furrowed, when suddenly a "poof" sound came from above. Yan Dibai paused, looking towards the source of the laughter. The girl's eyes curved into two crescent moons, and her shoulders shook with laughter.
Yan Dibai choked, instinctively touching his face, but there was nothing there. Qingqing was still smiling. He felt a slight annoyance and propped himself up:
"What are you laughing at?"
Qingqing clutched her stomach.
Yan Dibai was annoyed and leaned in to try and pinch her face:
"Yang Liuqing, are you crazy?"
Qingqing laughed so hard she almost fell over, tears streaming down her face.
Yan Di's face turned pale, but she made up her mind and pinched her right cheek—
It's soft, bouncy, and smooth, round like a ball, and feels nice to touch.
Yang Liuqing is exposed to wind and sun every day, yet her skin is still quite good despite not needing any skincare...etc.
Yan Dibai suddenly felt like he had gone mad.
He's gone mad too!
He withdrew his strength. The boy crossed his arms, watching Qingqing laugh so hard she almost collapsed, his face expressionless. After a moment of silence, he adopted an arrogant tone:
"Yang Liuqing, even joy has its limits. Although I spoke at length with Wang Du, it was to discourage him from underestimating us and using whatever came to mind. Just listen and don't take it to heart. I—"
"No way!" Qingqing interrupted his attempt to cover up his misunderstanding, her cheeks puffed out as she suppressed a laugh.
"I was laughing. So all those crazy outbursts of your laughter and tears before were just an act!"
Yan Di was stunned: "What?"
Despite the soreness in her stomach, Qingqing solemnly recounted the past.
“Every time you get bored, you pick a fight with someone. When you’re happy picking a fight, you go crazy, and when you go crazy, something bad happens.”
He whipped his officials, punished palace servants, and managed the inner palace.
She only belatedly realized that there was no need for any clear-cut back and forth; as long as Yan Dibai went mad, everything would be resolved immediately, saving a lot of manpower and time.
No wonder people say that mad literature is useful.
Yan Dibai's thin lips were pressed tightly together, and she felt a lump in her throat.
But in an instant, he calmed down and looked at her with a sinister gaze.
So, in Yang Liuqing's mind, he's just a crazy idiot who goes on rants and picks fights.
Yan Dibai stared intently at the person, his gleaming white teeth poised to strike:
"I'm deliberately making things difficult for you. If you're not satisfied, you're welcome to come and kill me!"
Qingqing said helplessly, "That's not what I meant. I just think... I think your way of handling things is very special."
It's also very interesting.
Yan Dibai, however, seemed to find it a joke: "Ha! Yang Liuqing, have you forgotten how afraid you used to be of my temper? Go ahead and lash out!"
"When I lose my temper, I can kill people!"
He spoke harshly, trying to find the familiar fear on her face.
Qingqing stopped laughing, but the crescent moons in her eyes hadn't completely faded.
"Yes, I remember. His Majesty threatened me before, killing all the staff of the Imperial Pharmacy and making dried human flesh."
It sounds easy now, but Qingqing was quite scared before. But since everything had been done and she was part of it, expressing sympathy or righteous indignation now would be hypocritical.
Purchasing Department? Imperial Pharmacy? Yan Dibai was speechless for a moment, then remembered.
It was that group of thieves and their servants.
...It seemed that Yang Liuqing was quite frightened at the time.
"So, Your Majesty, are you going to kill me now?"
Yan Dibai was so startled that he stammered:
"W-what! I killed them because they drugged my beauty powder! You didn't harm me, why would I kill you!"
"They drugged your beauty powder?"
But then Qingqing's expression suddenly turned serious:
"Who poisoned you? Since you sensed someone was trying to harm you, why weren't you on guard? Why did you allow Yan Xifang to continue poisoning you?"
The originally cheerful atmosphere instantly turned solemn.
Qingqing never expected there to be signs of this so early. Even after she became very close to Woxue, she never mentioned it. No, that's not surprising.
Wo Xue once said that Yan Dibai did not believe in himself.
Yan Dibai doesn't trust anyone.
Qingqing's eyes are burning with heat, how many things is Yan Dibai hiding?
"Please, don't cry!"
This caught Yan Dibai completely off guard.
"Alright, I'll talk." Yang Liuqing's cries and laughter were inexplicable, always forcing him to react hastily. Yan Di felt a pang of resentment, yet she was clearly upset for his sake. His chest, however, felt quite soothed.
“These two groups aren’t tampering with things for the first time. I had a bout of dizziness before. I let them go to see who was behind it all. But the person behind it is very well hidden, and must have a powerful family in the capital helping them. Since I couldn’t find out, I decided to kill them all.”
Qingqing was even more surprised, "Two groups of people?"
“Hmm.” Yan Dibai nodded indifferently. “My elder sister’s methods are not as sophisticated as this person’s. Neither she, nor Li Mingshao, nor Xiao Yuanjing have any connections in the capital. Their influence cannot extend that far. But that Feng’an…”
The young man's eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp. "He appeared out of nowhere overnight. He's very strange. But I can also be sure that he had no skills back then."
Whether the bloodline in his veins was real or not, Yan Dibai didn't know, but he had an intuitive certainty. The medicine had nothing to do with him.
Only aristocratic families with deep-rooted connections, spanning hundreds of years and having resided in the capital for centuries, could achieve such a feat.
The only person the elder sister could handle was Wang Bi, who managed the household affairs.
However, Yan Dibai frowned:
“I always felt that the amount of Wushi Powder I consumed was not necessarily sufficient.”
Or perhaps, they are other medications with similar symptoms but different compositions.
If it were truly Five-Stone Powder, taking it for two months would cause skin sores and ulcers. He wouldn't have lingered that long. In fact, his health improved steadily after leaving the capital and arriving in Jiangzuo.
What are you doing?
The tightly covering collar around her neck suddenly loosened, and Qingqing noticed that many of the purple patterns on Yan Dibai's neck had indeed disappeared, leaving only faint purple-white traces.
"So that's why you always hide from me when you change clothes. Turns out you already knew." Qingqing straightened his clothes, grinned reassuringly, revealing eight teeth, and then pondered.
"I've always been puzzled. There's no such thing as a magic elixir, yet you're becoming more and more energetic, always causing trouble for me. But whatever the case, as long as it's not a deadly drug, I'm relieved." Having received a positive response to her long-standing doubts, her mood brightened considerably. "As for the aristocratic families… could it be…?"
Qingqing thought of certain aristocratic families, and a chill suddenly ran down her spine.
"Cui, Wang, Lu, Xie?"
The largest aristocratic families, divided into different branches, had all resided in the capital for extended periods. Apart from the Lu family, the other three had each transferred half their fortunes to Jiangzuo. Qingqing grew increasingly horrified, looking at Yan Dibai as if seeking confirmation.
"The Wang and Cui families have been friendly for generations, with a history spanning a thousand years and the imperial family a hundred."
Yan Dibai wanted to rebuke Yang Liuqing for her shamelessness, but since she asked in a serious tone, he could only swallow his anger, straighten his collar with a sour face, and recount his speculations over the past few days in detail.
Qingqing began to have difficulty breathing. "If that's the case, wouldn't they have been planning this for many years?"
But why do this? Yan Dibai was only a teenager. To prevent the aristocratic families from harming him and promoting others to power, they dealt with the clan members early on.
Even without a successor, they still want to harm him?
Yan Di smiled insincerely: "I am also curious. In the future, we will have to wait for these noble families to summon us themselves."
Now that he has personally entered the game and is weathering the storm with Wang Du, he has no shortage of opportunities.
Then, the boy lazily sprawled on the cushion.
After Qingqing finished thinking to herself, she suddenly came over again:
"Does Your Majesty still wish to kill me?"
The warm air brushed against his skin, and Yan Dibai's forehead twitched. He said in a harsh voice, "Why would I kill you! You're tough as nails. Keep you as a human shield for me!"
Qingqing smiled and didn't press the matter further.
The carriage fell silent. After a while, she asked softly, "Did Wang Du really believe it?"
Yan Dibai closed his eyes, his lips cold and sharp: "He believes that my banner is high enough, big enough, and legitimate enough. As for whether it's true or not... with interests at stake, it doesn't matter."
Enjoying the caress of his temples, he hummed contentedly.
"Now that we're under his protection, we're both safe. We don't need to worry about anything anymore, and you won't be a fool working for others. Remember to be a little arrogant; Wang Du will feel more at ease that way."
Finally, good days are coming, but Qingqing is filled with regret: "I can't be like you."
Yan Dibai bristled: "Yang Liuqing, are you never going to stop?!"
Qingqing laughed heartily, casually smoothing his hair, when she suddenly remembered something terrifying:
"What if the Imperial Horsemen hear us after we've said all this?"
We're still in someone else's car!
Yan Di raised an eyebrow: "Afraid? Then ask around."
Qingqing was initially worried, but seeing Yan Dibai like this, she stopped worrying. She then suspiciously pushed open a door—
"Girl!"
The coachman turned his head and chuckled twice.
"Li Si?!"
Li Si cracked his whip, "Don't worry, young lady, we just knocked out the original coachman. Thanks to His Majesty for ordering us to disguise ourselves and hide in the market, we were able to get here so quickly."
Qingqing was speechless, and rolled her eyes at Yan Di, who was lying peacefully in the car. "Where is Zhang Sanwangwu?"
"They've gone to deal with the aftermath! When they return, we'll send the innkeeper couple and their retainers directly to the Military Advisor's Office, so His Majesty will have no worries!"
Horse hooves flew, and the carriages kicked up dust in the distance.
On another road, a delicate hand parted the carriage curtain, revealing two beautiful faces inside.
Wang Shu looked at the departing carriages with a puzzled expression:
"Shenxiu, why is the carriage from the military governor's office heading towards the villa?"
The beautiful woman sitting inside put down her medical book and also looked around:
"Could it be... the governor has arrived?"
Wang Shu shook her head: "If Father wants to come, he should inform us first. Zhao Xu!"
Upon seeing the person, Wang Shu waved her hand and asked, "What's going on?"
Upon seeing that it was Wang Shu, Zhao Xu was taken aback and hurriedly ran away. Wang Shu was about to call out again, but instead asked in a calm voice, "Shu'er, come in and talk."
Wang Shu and Cui Shenxiu exchanged a glance: "Father?!"
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Author's Note: The new map of the Governor's Mansion has been opened, and we're about to head north again.
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