Chapter 147
"Are you sure it's alright?" Ever since she returned to Shanzhou, even though she was very close to her maternal grandmother, she still dared not make any rash moves, for fear that someone with ulterior motives would discover their identities.
Therefore, she rarely went out except when she was in the pharmacy.
"Don't worry, I'll arrange a fake identity for you as distant relatives. If you keep a low profile, no one will notice."
"Okay." Wen Shu replied. Her mother always talked about her maternal grandmother. Now that she had returned to Shanzhou for some time, she should be fine. "Then we'll go back another day."
Hanxiang brewed tea, and Wenshu looked at the wind and snow outside, her eyelashes half-lowered, and suddenly asked, "Cousin, do you know about the battle between Dasheng and Damo fifteen years ago? How exactly did Marquis Ningyuan die?"
Upon suddenly hearing Wen Shu ask this, Lu Jiang paused, his fingers holding the teacup lid still. "Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
"It was just a casual question." Wen Shu took a sip of tea. Actually, she didn't know much about these things. She only knew that fifteen years ago, in the war, General Ningyuan Marquis Pei Yan returned victorious, but died tragically on his way back to the capital, along with Pei Lingjun's elder brother...
Perhaps it was because Pei Lingjun mentioned the First Madam during his trip that she has been frequently recalling these details in the past few days.
Who is the vicious woman that the First Madam unintentionally mentioned? And what is the blood feud within the Marquis's mansion?
In previous years, he would stay in the ancestral hall where Pei's memorial tablet was enshrined during the year-end period, sometimes for the entire night.
What has Pei Lingjun been planning all these years, walking alone?
"Fifteen years ago, the Great Sheng lost a great general, but it also forced the desert people to retreat to their inner territory. For many years, they dared not cause trouble on the border, only in recent years..."
Lu Jiang smiled gently, "Don't worry about Wenji. Although the people of the Great Desert have become much more rampant in recent years, they haven't had a major war with the Great Sheng yet. Wenji can handle some minor squabbles."
"—Ah Shu!"
A cold voice suddenly interrupted Lu Jiang's words, and the two people in the room looked at the man covered in frost at the shop entrance.
Lu Jiang frowned slightly, seemingly surprised to see him here again.
Wen Shu hurriedly put down her teacup. How much had he overheard when he came in?
“It’s snowing outside. Your aunt was worried, so I came to pick you up and take you home.” The young man’s voice was clear and melodious. His white crane-patterned cloak made him look like an immortal. He was tall and stood at the door of the shop, blocking out the sunlight. He was very imposing.
Wen Shu stood up slowly.
“Cousin Lu?” Pei Lingjun seemed to notice a man in the shop, a smile playing on his lips as he strode forward and took Wen Shu’s hand. He paused deliberately in front of Lu Jiang, “The snow is so heavy and the wind is so strong, I won’t escort Cousin Lu back.”
After saying that, he pulled Wen Shu away.
Lu Jiang's brow twitched slightly. He actually called him "cousin" like Wen Shu?!
Wen Shu didn't even have time to pack up the steaming pastries on the table and take them with her.
"My snacks... my snacks..."
The sound gradually faded away. Hanxiang hurriedly held the open oil paper package in her arms and replied, "Miss, here you go!"
"Pei Lingjun!"
Wen Shu was half-pushed and half-carried into the carriage by the young man. The window on the side of the carriage was pressed against her back. Seeing the young man's whole body pressing against her, she hurriedly called out.
The young man narrowed his eyes and lifted her chin, his handsome features almost perfect. "You want to know about what happened fifteen years ago? Why don't you ask me?"
Hanxiang stood blankly beside the carriage, not daring to get on. However, she recognized the cold-faced coachman; he was the head guard from the courtyard.
Lu Jiang locked the shop door, caught up in a few steps, and seeing that the carriage was still parked, he frowned slightly and knocked on the window.
At that moment, Wen Shu was being pinned against the window by Pei Lingjun. The sound of knocking on the window startled her, and she was completely flustered.
"Ah Shu, are you alright?" Lu Jiang's voice rang out from outside the carriage. "If you're not feeling well, you can come with me."
The young man inside the carriage raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth silently.
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