Chapter 62
Magnolia Pavilion.
Mrs. Wang's expression was heavy: "Are you sure?"
"No." Wang Dalang shook his head. "I only took a quick glance at Liuli Street. I didn't see it carefully. But we were the ones who were responsible for what happened back then. If anything..."
Wang Dalang took a deep breath, not daring to think about the consequences. "This is a serious matter. Of course I have to get to the bottom of it. There are too many people on the street, making it inconvenient to search. So I found an inconspicuous hiding place at the exit and waited, and sure enough, I saw her again.
She wore a cloak that covered half of her face, leaving only the other half visible. Her appearance had changed somewhat: her cheeks were thinner, her eyes less vibrant than before, and her complexion paler than usual, suggesting an appearance of frailty.
"His demeanor had changed drastically, vastly different from what we remembered. I was stunned and almost didn't recognize him. If it were someone else who wasn't familiar with him, they'd probably have thought they were seeing things, or simply assumed they looked alike."
"But our two families are of the same clan and have had a close relationship for over a decade. You were good sisters when you were still in the boudoir. Even if we haven't seen each other for several years, even if her appearance and temperament have changed, I am sure that it is her. Especially..."
Wang Dalang's expression froze. "I had someone bump into her, and it seemed like they accidentally pulled her cloak. The cloak slipped off most of the way, and I saw her covered face. There was a very obvious burn scar on the edge of her left cheek!"
"burn……"
Mrs. Wang murmured, her eyes flashing.
Wang Dalang naturally understood what she was thinking. Scars weren't unusual, but burns were. He had been the one who set the fire!
Taking all of this into consideration, the conclusion was undeniable. That was the Wang Wanyi they knew. She had survived the flames and had escaped.
Mrs. Wang's heart tightened. "You said she was with a man that day, acting very intimately, like he was her husband?"
"Yes, sister, do you know who that man is?"
"who?"
"Zhao Guo."
Madam Wang paused. The name sounded familiar. After a moment's thought, her eyes widened. "Zhao Guo, the man who placed in the top three in the Prince's Craftsmanship Competition and invented the three-legged plow and the curved plow!"
Wang Dalang nodded: "Not bad."
"The top three in the competition can ask the prince for one thing. It is said that Gongshu Qing and Zhuang Qingzhou have both asked, but Zhao Guo is the only one who has not asked." Mrs. Wang's heart was in her throat and she pursed her lips.
She hadn't cared about this matter originally, but now that she knew Zhao Guo's wife was Wang Wanyi, it was very likely that what they were asking for was...
Madam Wang's heart trembled, then she shook her head. "I'm afraid they haven't put their promise to good use yet. I just met the Crown Prince today, and judging by his attitude, reactions, and actions, he probably doesn't know yet."
This is a blessing in disguise, as it means they still have a chance to make amends.
Mrs. Wang thought for a moment and then asked in detail, "How has she been living these past few years? How has she been with Zhao Guo? What's her relationship with Zhao Guo like? Have you found out anything about that?"
"Of course," Wang Dalang replied, "Zhao Guo was born into a farming family and was once poor. Only after winning the competition did he have more money. Gongshujia gave him a mansion, so he didn't have to worry about housing. He used the money the prince gave him to buy a carriage and two servants, one male and one female.
"I attacked from two sides. One side asked people to question the servants in a roundabout way, while the other side asked people to test Zhao Guo indirectly. By collecting information from both sides, I roughly understood what happened.
"Back then, Zhao Guo found the injured Wang Wanyi in the mountains and brought her home for treatment. Later, the two fell in love and got married.
He has been living in the countryside of Jizhou for the past few years. The couple has a good relationship.
"But what's interesting is that Zhao Guo seems to treat her as just an ordinary orphan who has suffered misfortune. He has no idea about her past and background, let alone her relationship with us."
Mrs. Wang was stunned: "Not sure?"
"Yes. I've personally gone to test this. Zhao Guo doesn't seem like a cunning man. If he knew, his words, actions, and facial expressions would reveal everything about me.
"I appeared to have run into a few of them from the Department of Investigation by chance. His reaction was the same as everyone else's. He simply treated me as a close minister of the Emperor and the brother of the favorite concubine. He treated me with respect and courtesy, without any inappropriateness."
Madam Wang's expression flickered. "There's a huge disparity between her and my current status. She knows very well that she can't do anything to me. Since revenge is hopeless, what difference does it make whether she tells me or not? Why bother telling Zhao Guo and dragging him into her hatred?"
After all, they had been sisters for over a decade. After a brief thought, Mrs. Wang guessed what Wang Wanyi was thinking. She felt a little relieved and said, "Of course, this was all in the past. Now that she knows there's a chance, she naturally won't be willing to give it up. But..."
Madam Wang sneered, "Even with such a great vengeance, she's still so hesitant, so indecisive, and so overthinking. Zhao Guo has already been put on the ladder, and yet she's still worried about the outcome, afraid that if she fails to redress her grievance, she'll implicate Zhao Guo. What could such a person have accomplished if she had entered the palace back then!"
"Hmph. Since she hasn't spoken yet, let her never speak again."
The tone of the first sentence was full of sarcasm, while the second sentence was chilling.
Wang Dalang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Don't worry, leave it to me. I was able to kill her once before, and I can kill her a second time now. I will never let her have the chance to speak to the Crown Prince."
Madam Wang nodded and advised, "Chang'an is not like Jizhou. It's under the emperor's feet. Be careful and smart. Try to treat it as an accident and don't involve us."
"I understand." Wang Dalang looked at her and asked hesitantly, "What about Zhao Guo..."
"Don't move." Madam Wang's eyes were filled with warning. "He was the Crown Prince's servant, and he was in the Department of Investigation and even ranked among the top three in the Craftsmanship Competition. The death of an insignificant disciple's wife is nothing, but if the death was that of Zhao Guo, someone he valued, the Crown Prince would definitely personally investigate.
"Since Zhao Guo didn't know anything about it, why bother causing himself trouble? As for his feelings for Wang Wanyi... he didn't know the cause and effect, so he might not be able to discover the strangeness of the death.
"Besides, he was a farmer in the past, his family was poor, so it was difficult for him to find a wife, let alone the type of wife he would marry. Although Wang Wanyi was not good-looking, she was literate, could take care of him, and had some hairpins and jewelry to supplement the family income. For him at that time, she was a good choice. Naturally, the couple lived in harmony.
"It's different now. He has a mansion, servants, and a salary, and a promising future. Wang Wanyi is not worthy of him. Brother is also a man. In your opinion, if Wanyi dies, we find an opportunity to choose a close relative from the same family to marry him. Would he be willing?"
"Sister, this is a good move. It not only eliminates the potential threat of Wanyi, but also wins over Zhao Guo. It kills two birds with one stone."
Wang Dalang's eyes sparkled, and Mrs. Wang's lips curled up.
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Wang Wanyi walked on the street, looking back from time to time and looking around.
She didn't want to go out, but she had been cooped up in the house for several days and was troubled. Zhao Guo noticed this and advised her to go out for a walk to relax and get familiar with the environment of Chang'an, as they might have to live there for a long time.
She thought it made sense, and mainly because she didn't want Zhao Guo to worry. She finally went out, but somehow she always felt like she was being watched. But after looking carefully, she didn't find any suspicious people.
Wang Wanyi frowned, and the servants following behind her asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Madam?"
Wang Wanyi expressed her uneasiness. The servant was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping herself, and finally looked at Wang Wanyi's cloak.
Wang Wanyi suddenly realized that it was already early March, and the weather was getting warmer. She no longer needed a cloak, even though her cloak was thin.
It's not surprising that some frail people occasionally use it. So, some people do glance at her and then look away. After a while, when the weather gets hot, it won't be suitable for wearing.
Wang Wanyi tugged at the cloak on her head, her expression darkening for a moment before returning to normal. Over the past few years, she had long since let go of her appearance.
She glanced at the crowd, then looked back. The servant was right; few people wore cloaks in the market, and it was common for them to attract attention. This might be the reason, but she still felt uneasy.
It was a premonition, a premonition without any basis and inexplicable.
Wang Wanyi sighed, "Let's stop shopping and go back."
Just as I was about to walk away, there was a sudden commotion ahead.
I saw a woman chasing a man with a butcher knife, shouting as she ran, "Stop right there, you heartless man! Your family was extremely poor, but I didn't mind you marrying into my family. I relied on the pig-killing skills I learned from my father to slowly make a living.
"Ever since I got married, the money for my mother-in-law's medicine and my sister-in-law's dowry has all been earned by me getting up before dawn and slaughtering pigs. Do you think you can support our family with just your odd jobs here and there? At most, you can only support yourself!"
"Now that my life is better, you're trying to trick me by flirting with the widow down the alley. You even say I can only kill pigs and don't act like a woman.
"Hello, you heartless person! I actually saw you buying a silver hairpin for a widow. I've been married to you for several years, and I've never seen you buy one for me!
"Come back here, or I'll chop you up today, you heartless bastard! You want to abandon me and take my money to live with a widow? I'm telling you, it's impossible! The worst that can happen is we'll die together!"
The man looked extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to stop. He turned around and shouted angrily, "You... you don't look like a woman at all. What kind of woman would use a knife to chop her husband? You are simply... you are simply not worthy..."
"What's unworthy? Say it again!"
Bang. The butcher knife flew and stabbed firmly into the ground beside the man. The blade sunk a third of the way into the earth.
The man's remaining words got stuck in his throat, unable to utter any more. He stumbled and fell to the ground in fear, but he didn't dare delay at all. He got up in time and continued running. This time, he didn't dare to turn around and yell at her. Saving his life was the most important thing.
The woman rushed forward, pulled out the butcher knife, and continued to chase while cursing.
It was an unusual scene, attracting everyone's attention. The crowd kept pouring forward, everyone craning their heads to watch the excitement.
The servant was very surprised: "This...are all the women in Chang'an so fierce? The most fierce aunt in my hometown village would only yell at her husband at most, but she actually stabbed her own husband with a knife. This...this is really..."
Wang Wanyi shook her head: "She didn't really intend to chop it, she was just trying to scare me."
The servant paused, then came to her senses. "Yes." The woman, despite her outburst, was actually very measured in her attacks. She was a butcher, so she knew how to control the force of her knife.
Wang Wanyi continued, "Every word she said was an accusation against the man, but the man was not one to swallow his anger. He could only scold her for being unbecoming and could not refute her words at all, which shows that what she said was true.
"She relied on the skills she brought from her mother's family to serve her mother-in-law, buy medicine for her, and help her younger sister-in-law get married. But in the end, she was still despised by the man. How could she bear it? I can understand it."
The servant pursed her lips. She could understand it, but this was a really brutal act that was known to everyone in the streets and alleys. It didn't give the master any face at all, which was a bit inappropriate.
There were many people who shared her thoughts, whispering and pointing among the crowd. Some supported the woman, some supported the man, but most stood by neither, just happily watching the show.
Regardless of their attitude, everyone's attention was drawn to this farce. The servants looked on eagerly, while Wang Wanyi frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.
No one noticed that above their heads, the thick pole with the sign on the second floor of the tavern cracked, shook, and then broke and fell down.
The accident happened in a split second. Before Wang Wanyi could recover, she heard someone exclaim "Wanyi" and a figure rushed over at lightning speed, dragging her aside and pushing the servants several steps away.
The three of them fell to the ground at the same time. Wang Wanyi groaned, and when she came to her senses, she found that the pole had hit the place where she and the servants had originally stood. Because the pole was thick, it stirred up a cloud of dust, and even the stall next to it was smashed into pieces.
If...if they just now...
Wang Wanyi and the servants all shuddered and trembled all over.
"My lady, just now...just now it was a close call. If it weren't for my husband, we would have been in trouble."
The crowd who were originally watching the couple's fight also looked over and opened their mouths wide.
"How could such a thick pole suddenly break?"
"What's wrong with this tavern? How was the sign made? Luckily it didn't hit anyone. If the girl hadn't been lucky, it would have hit her head."
"It's so thick, if it hits your head, it will definitely make a big hole in your head. Will you still be alive?"
The tavern owner and his waiter hurried out and were also shocked.
"This...how could it suddenly break? We deliberately chose a thick and sturdy pole instead of a thin one, because we were afraid it would break. How could it still break?"
"Miss, are you okay? Are you hurt? Would you like to come into our tavern and rest? Don't worry, this is our problem, we will take responsibility. I will ask someone to call a doctor for you right away."
Zhao Guo was also terrified and kept asking, "Wanyi, how are you? Are you hurt?"
There was a lot of noise from all sides, and Wang Wanyi was stunned, thinking about the words "Are you still alive?" that someone had just said.
Yes, if it really hits my head, will I still be alive...
She took a deep breath, turned her head suddenly, and looked among the crowd. The couple who had been chasing each other were also frightened by this scene. They stopped and looked shocked, as if they had no idea how it happened.
Then she looked up at the crack in the support pole above her head. Wang Wanyi's thoughts were swirling in a chaotic mess.
She had been feeling uneasy, initially suspecting the fighting couple. After all, their appearance was so sudden. But she realized the real danger lay not with them, but above her.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Guo became even more worried. He held her shoulders and looked her up and down: "Are you hurt? Wanyi, where are you hurt? Tell me."
Wang Wanyi was distracted and her face was pale.
My uneasiness grew, and my thoughts sunk deeper and deeper into a trance. Today's events seemed unexpected, but what if they weren't? What if...
She didn't dare to think about it, but she couldn't help thinking about it.
"Wanyi, don't scare me. Where are you injured?"
Zhao Guo grabbed Wang Wanyi. Wang Wanyi finally came to her senses and grabbed Zhao Guo tightly with her backhand, saying, "My dear, let's go. Let's go quickly. Go home, immediately. Don't stay here."
Zhao Guo was puzzled, but seeing Wang Wanyi's pleading expression, he quickly hugged her and said, "Okay, let's go home. I'll take you home right now."
The couple left with their servants, leaving behind a crowd of onlookers whispering among themselves.
The tavern owner and his waiters were even more puzzled.
He just left like that? Not only didn't he extort money from them, but he didn't even ask them to hire a doctor, and didn't even blame them?
Is there something wrong with this couple?
Regardless of whether Zhao Guo was right or not, something was very wrong with Wang Wanyi.
Only after she entered the house did she feel a little relieved, but her body was still shaking.
Zhao Guo poured her a glass of water, sent the servants away, half-knelt down, held her hand, and said, "Wanyi, do you suspect that there was something fishy going on just now?"
"I...I..." Wang Wanyi looked at Zhao Guo with eyes wide open. "My dear...how could my dear think like this?"
"Wanyi, ever since I came to the capital, no, ever since I was asked to come to the capital, you have been worried. Wanyi, I have never wanted to force you, so you said you wanted to think about it carefully, and I let you think about it. But I want to ask you one thing now, haven't you figured it out yet?"
Zhao Guo's face was stern, and it was the first time he looked so serious that Wang Wanyi was stunned.
"Wanyi, you said that we are one flesh, husband and wife. Since we are one flesh, why can't you tell me about your affairs?"
Wang Wanyi's lips trembled and she was struggling inside.
"You suspect something unusual happened today. If your suspicions are true, have you ever considered what this means? I know you must have concerns about not speaking up. But if things have progressed to this point, have your concerns come true? Is there any need for you to conceal them? Wanyi, is the secret you're trying so hard to hide related to Madam Wang?"
When this sentence came out, Wang Wanyi was stunned.
Zhao Guo smiled bitterly, "You said you wanted to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for something, but you hesitated again and again, not knowing whether you should ask. What is there that even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may not be able to do, or it may be inconvenient to do.
"Especially when you first arrived in Beijing, you asked me a lot about Madam Wang. Wanyi, you... your last name is also Wang. Are you... are you related to their family?"
Wang Wanyi was even more shocked, her breathing slowed down. Her hands shook, and the cup in her hands rolled to the ground, splashing water everywhere.
Seeing this, Zhao Guo knew that his guess was right.
He held Wang Wanyi's hand again and said seriously, "Wanyi, tell me. Regarding your past, you didn't want to talk about it before, so I didn't ask. But now I have to ask.
"Because I don't want to see your corpse instead of you one day; and I don't want to not understand why you died until you die! Wanyi, I need to know, I must know!"
Wang Wanyi held back her tears and spoke with difficulty: "Okay, I'll tell you."
Before she could open her mouth, she heard a knock on the door, and then a servant came hurriedly to report: "My dear, my lady, there is a child outside with a number of guards. He said... he is the prince and wants to see you."
Zhao Guo & Wang Wanyi:!!!
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An hour ago, in the palace.
Liu Ju happily fiddled with his new drink while glaring at the Minister of the Imperial Household: "Minister of the Imperial Household, do I have a grudge against you? Why are you trying to harm me like this?"
Shaofu Temple Minister:!!!
"Your Highness, why do you say that? I am innocent. Your Highness, I am only here to pay my respects to you. How could I possibly harm you?"
Liu Ju snorted and chuckled twice: "If you don't want to harm me, then what did you mean by what you said just now?"
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance was confused. What did he say just now?
He carefully recalled what he had said wrong since entering the room. Nothing, absolutely nothing. Hadn't he simply greeted His Highness, complimented Him a few times, and tentatively asked Him if He had any new ideas?
There is no word "harming" Your Highness in this, not even a little bit!
Liu Ju curled his lips and said, "If I remember correctly, Baishan just made the wooden kite and the hot air balloon, and I handed them over to the Shaofu as I promised you before. How long has it been since then, and you're asking again!"
The Minister of the Imperial Household smiled and said, "The army is heading out, so there's no need to make more kites and hot air balloons for the time being. I figured these two items, unlike horse harnesses and the like, wouldn't require mass production, nor would they require a long production period. Now that we've had some down time, the Imperial Household has some free time, and it just so happens that Your Highness has also had some time off."
What's wrong with taking a break? Why are you urging him to work after taking a break?
Liu Ju glared: "Are you Zhou Chunfu?"
Who, Zhou Chunfu?
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance looked bewildered. He glanced at Liu Ju and sighed, then tentatively reminded him, "Your Highness, my surname is not Zhou, nor is my name Chunfu."
"It doesn't matter. I think you should be called Zhou Chunfu from now on. Because you are not Zhou Chunfu, but you are better than Zhou Chunfu. No one is more suitable for this name than you!"
Liu Ju chuckled and ordered Feng He to follow him with the things in his hand as he walked out the door.
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance hurriedly followed: "Your Highness, Your Highness, wait, I haven't finished speaking yet. I don't mean to rush Your Highness, I just want to ask, just ask. I am thinking..."
Liu Ju glanced over and Yan Sui, Zang Hai and Chao Nan appeared steadily behind him, blocking the way of the Shaofu Temple Minister.
Minister of the Ministry of Finance: ...
Very good, it's the same trick again. Still the familiar recipe, still the familiar taste.
Your Highness, this trick really is...it works every time!
Gnashing of teeth.
I can't win in a fight, and I don't dare to fight the East Palace. So what can I do? Leave the palace and go home, and let it go!
However, before leaving, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance couldn't help but glance at Liu Ju's departing back.
Alas, His Highness is not easy to please. Does he need to change his approach? Oh, no, isn't the most important thing for him right now to figure out who Zhou Chunfu is? Judging from His Highness's tone, this Zhou Chunfu doesn't seem simple?
Holding his chin in his hands, he thought deeply.
Elsewhere, Liu Ju was completely unaware that the Minister of the Imperial Household had become increasingly delusional and had already arrived at the Greenhouse Palace. As luck would have it, Madam Li was there too.
Liu Ju raised his eyebrows, but his expression remained calm. He greeted her with a smile, and Madam Li also bowed in greeting.
After greeting each other, Liu Ju naturally sat next to Liu Che and ordered Feng He to bring the teapot and cups on the tray.
Liu Che chuckled: "Have you made new food?"
Liu Ju blinked: "How does your Majesty know it's new and not something that's been there before?"
"It doesn't smell like anything I've had before. And if it had been there before, would it be worth it for you to personally deliver it to me?"
At this point, Liu Ju suddenly felt a little aggrieved, his eyes full of resentment: "I think of my father in everything. I always send everything I make to him first, but he doesn't think of me and doesn't feel sorry for me at all."
Liu Che paused, his expression suspicious. "No matter what tribute the localities or counties send, I always give it to you first. If there is anything rare, I let you choose first."
"But you... you were so cruel when you punished me. You were so hard-hearted. You made me copy self-reflection notes for a month. I begged you every day, but you remained indifferent. My hands were sore from copying, and my eyes were red from crying. It hurt my fragile heart so much."
While accusing him, she acted like a laughing Xizi and even secretly glanced at his face.
Liu Che almost laughed out of anger. "Really? Since I'm so cruel, I can copy for another month. Otherwise, how can I live up to your so-called 'hard-hearted' character?"
Liu Ju, who thought he would be comforted and felt he could take advantage of the opportunity to "press further":!!!
He paused for a second, then reacted instantly: "What do you mean by hard-hearted? How could my father be so cruel to me? My father has the softest heart and loves me the most."
Liu Che raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's not what you just said."
"I must have said it wrong because I was still half asleep. I was clearly talking about my uncle. He's the one with a heart as hard as iron."
Wei Qing, who was not present but was dragged in to take the blame: ...
Liu Che curled his lips and sneered.
Liu Ju stepped forward and hugged Liu Che's arm, saying, "Father, I just want you to comfort me. You said I was wrong and I was wrong. I admitted it and was punished.
"But I worked so hard to make this thing, hoping to help you take over Hexi. Not only did you not praise me, you also punished me, and now you won't even try to comfort me."
He spoke in a pitiful and aggrieved manner.
Liu Che finally softened his heart and felt that from his perspective, he was indeed quite wronged.
Liu Che could not help but laugh, curling his lips and saying lovingly, "Punishment is punishment, but I didn't say I wouldn't reward you. The wooden kite and the hot air balloon are both powerful weapons for surprise attacks. Baishan deserves a reward, and so do you."
Liu Ju didn't care what the reward was. All he wanted was an attitude and an affirmation from Liu Che.
Hearing this, her little face was already brightened up, she was very satisfied, and continued to happily introduce the new drink to Liu Che: "This is milk tea, made by mixing milk and tea."
Liu Che took a bite and found it a little too sweet, not quite to his liking. But thinking of what his son had just said, he swallowed the compliment and said, "Not bad."
Liu Ju happily raised his tail and said, "Of course everything I do is good."
Liu Che couldn't help laughing.
Liu Ju was in a good mood and didn't mind being generous. He poured another cup and handed it to Madam Li beside him: "Madam Li, try it too."
Before Lady Li could take it, Liu Che said, "This pot is small, only two or three cups can be held. You can drink it yourself, don't give it to her. She can't eat it. Last time, she ate two pieces of the milk cake you sent her and felt sick. She even sent for the imperial physician, who said she can't drink milk."
Madam Li bowed and apologized, "Your Highness made this beautiful thing and gave it to me specially. Unfortunately, I am not so fortunate. This is my fault. Your Highness and His Majesty should share it."
"There's no such thing as blessing or not. Many people have things they can't eat. Some can't eat beef, some can't eat soybeans, and you just can't eat milk. And you're not the only one who can't eat milk."
Liu Ju disagreed, but at this point, his heart suddenly paused. He remembered someone who couldn't drink milk, but that person was no longer with us. However...
Liu Ju raised his eyes and looked at Madam Li again. He picked up the cup and drank the milk while his mind was turning and he began to think.
I remember a TV show that mentioned that people who can't drink milk are lactose intolerant. Lactose intolerance seems to be hereditary.
For example, if the mother has it, the child may also have it; if the elder sister has it, the younger sister may also have it.
It's not absolute, but it's a possibility.
He had previously thought Madam Li looked familiar, and his sisters had assumed they had met on New Year's Day. He had originally thought so too. But now, thinking carefully, while Madam Li didn't look exactly like him, there were some similarities.
If...will it be...
If so, how could Madam Li be Li Yannian's sister?
Li Yannian...
Liu Ju was startled, blaming himself for having only met Li Yannian once and having almost forgotten him.
If...if that's the case, then isn't there something very wrong?
Liu Ju glanced at Liu Che, hesitated for a few times, and finally pressed it down. He gulped down the milk tea in one gulp and stood up. "I'm done. Father, I'm leaving first."
Liu Che paused and asked, "How long have you been here? Are you leaving now?"
"I'm busy!"
Liu Che was speechless: "What are you busy with?"
Liu Ju blinked: "I won't tell you."
"Go ahead."
Liu Che didn't think much about it and just waved his hand.
After leaving the Greenhouse Palace, Liu Ju directly ordered Feng He: "Go and call Yan Sui and Cang Hai over. I want to leave the palace."
Feng He was puzzled: "Leaving the palace?"
"Yes. I'm going to look for Zhao Guo."
Liu Che's expression flickered. He was going to see Zhao Guo, or more precisely, Zhao Guo's wife. He needed to verify his hypothesis first.
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