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As Jiang Chaoyu approached, she discovered that the blood was mixed with the tea, while the person in front of her was still extending a warm invitation.
"What, are you afraid I'll poison you?" Zeng Chenhua downed his tea in one gulp.
He then poured more tea and placed the teacup in front of Jiang Chaoyu. He added, "If you don't want that cup, this one will do."
He then took the cup in front of Jiang Chaoyu and poured the tea inside onto the ground.
Seeing this action, Jiang Chaoyu thought to herself, "If I don't want to drink it, why are you making me drink it? That's disgusting."
After mentally venting her frustration, she looked at Zeng Chenhua and sensed that his gaze had become somewhat unfriendly.
Jiang Chaoyu avoided his gaze, and thought to herself, "I didn't even say anything to curse you, why are you staring at me?"
But then it suddenly occurred to me that mind reading seems quite possible, but there's nothing worth testing right now, so I had to give up.
Zeng Chenhua gestured to Jiang Chaoyu to drink the tea in front of her. Although Jiang Chaoyu was very unwilling, it was still better than that cup of bloody tea.
Without further ado, I took the cup, tilted my head back, and drank it all in one gulp. Then I slammed the cup down on the table, making a loud noise, perhaps because I did it too quickly.
Jiang Chaoyu was so frightened that she looked directly at Zeng Chenhua, but his eyes seemed to show some satisfaction.
This, however, made Jiang Chaoyu think that Zeng Chenhua was not quite normal, because he now appeared as a wrinkled, limping man in his forties. Could Zeng Chenhua be...?
Perhaps Jiang Chaoyu's gaze was too piercing, Zeng Chenhua directly interrupted what Jiang Chaoyu was thinking.
"Stop thinking about it. Since we've already had tea, let's talk about the deal."
After hearing Zeng Chenhua say this, Jiang Chaoyu remembered that the purpose of her earlier actions was to make a deal.
Feeling a bit tired from standing, Jiang Chaoyu sat down right in front of Zeng Chenhua, her posture rather unrestrained.
"I have only stumbled upon a secret, and I need to verify it with the Second Prince first."
Hearing Jiang Chaoyu say this, Zeng Chenhua became even more curious. He raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he looked at Jiang Chaoyu as if he were a wolf eyeing its prey.
However, Jiang Chaoyu was not afraid and took out the purse from her arms.
"I have some powder here, but I don't know what kind of powder it is. I hope the Second Prince can help me take a look."
Jiang Chaoyu placed the purse on the table and pushed it directly in front of Zeng Chenhua, watching as Zeng Chenhua picked it up and opened it.
However, seeing Zeng Chenhua opening it, Jiang Chaoyu kindly reminded him, "Second Prince, it would be better to keep your distance when you look at it."
Listening to Jiang Chaoyu's words, even a fool would probably understand what was going on.
Therefore, Zeng Chenhua closed the purse before it was fully opened.
He stroked the pattern on the purse and softly asked, "Is this Madam's?"
The purse is embroidered with cloud patterns and is a delicate pink color. To outsiders, it looks like a personal purse that only women would use.
Jiang Chaoyu was so focused on producing evidence that she didn't expect Zeng Chenhua to be so observant, even noticing this.
It was just a purse, and no one had ever seen her carry it, so it wasn't a symbol of her identity and didn't really matter.
“I saw my wife like it the other day, but she’s not very good at embroidering, so her work is crooked and she’s a little disgusted.” Jiang Chaoyu said this as if he really had a loving wife, and he was showing a shy expression at this moment.
This is how Zeng Chenhua sees it, but in reality, it was the best purse Jiang Chaoyu embroidered when she was learning needlework, which is why she carried it close to her body. It's a pity that it was used to hold powder.
She looked at her purse with a hint of regret, which Zeng Chenhua noticed.
"You're joking, it looks great." These words seemed to be comforting Jiang Chaoyu. It was the first time Jiang Chaoyu had heard Zeng Chenhua praise someone.
Just as he was about to express his gratitude, Zeng Chenhua continued, "So what is your deal?"
In Zeng Chenhua's eyes, Jiang Chaoyu had simply said something insignificant.
Seeing this, Jiang Chaoyu had no choice but to reveal her true purpose, "Some time ago, the imperial court issued a warrant for arrests against those in the capital who were trafficking this white powder." After saying this, Jiang Chaoyu looked directly at Zeng Chenhua, as if to say, "I can help you cover up your crimes, but..."
Zeng Chenhua fiddled with his purse, and seeing Jiang Chaoyu's words, he wasn't in a hurry.
"Oh, so what?"
With a hint of mockery in his voice, he said, "So what does this have to do with me? Is this so-called deal a threat?!"
Zeng Chenhua's tone grew increasingly serious, seemingly carrying a warning.
Jiang Chaoyu knew, of course, that having a purse alone couldn't prove anything; what if there were other evidence?
“I know the Second Prince will definitely not get involved in this matter, but your subordinates…” Jiang Chaoyu dragged out her words. At the time, on the fishing boat, although she saw people being thrown into the sea and the boat being burned to dust, she was fortunate enough to get Yun Qi’s jade pendant in time. This was the death knell talisman raised by Zeng Chenhua.
Zeng Chenhua hadn't expected that the second young lady, who was rumored to be completely useless, was actually so clever. He scoffed inwardly, but then he remembered that it was because of her cleverness that he had almost starved to death in the corner.
Zeng Chenhua stopped pretending and directly exposed Jiang Chaoyu's identity, "Second Miss, you are as smart as ever."
Hearing this, Jiang Chaoyu was not surprised. The Second Prince, who pretended to be uncouth in front of outsiders, was secretly plotting and setting up a grand scheme to deceive everyone.
Having talked with him for so long, he probably already knew my identity and that what he was doing earlier was just an act.
After taking the recovery pill, Jiang Chaoyu immediately transformed back into her original form in front of Zeng Chenhua without any hesitation.
I was quite tired from the previous mission, and sweat was still dampening my temples and sticking to my cheeks. Now that I've recovered, I feel a bit weak.
Jiang Chaoyu took out the assassin's talisman she was carrying and placed it on the table. "I'm sure the Second Prince is familiar with this."
Zeng Chenhua could immediately tell whose it was upon seeing it.
The assassin tokens in the manor are numbered. For example, the one right now has a bright "One" written on it, which is very familiar and belongs to Yun Qi.
Just as Zeng Chenhua was about to take it, Jiang Chaoyu pressed his hand down and placed her entire hand on the back of Zeng Chenhua's hand.
"What about the deal you promised, Second Prince?" Jiang Chaoyu didn't pay any attention to the difference between men and women; at this moment, all she could see was the transaction. But Zeng Chenhua looked at the small, slightly rough hand on the back of his hand, which resembled the hand of a martial artist.
Zeng Chenhua wasn't in a hurry to withdraw his hand, and slowly said, "Now that Miss knows my purpose, does Miss still think she can leave through this door?"
She had originally intended to make a deal with Zeng Chenhua, but he directly said these words, implying that it didn't matter if the deal couldn't be made, as someone else would make a deal with her.
"If the Second Prince is unwilling, we will not force him. There will be someone to make the deal. As for whether he can leave through this door, that is not something the Second Prince can decide!" These words sounded even more forceful to Zeng Chenhua.
Her eyes were firm, and she exuded a powerful aura. She quickly took out the assassin's talisman from Zeng Chenhua, stood up, and placed her hand on the soft sword at her waist, as if preparing for battle.
Jiang Chaoyu acted so quickly that Zeng Chenhua didn't even have time to react before she succeeded. It seems that no matter how many times you meet Jiang Chaoyu, she is always the more formidable one.
Zeng Chenhua clenched his fist, then opened it and stood up like Jiang Chaoyu, the two of them now looking at each other.
"It was my ignorance that I failed to recognize your greatness. Since Miss is so sincere in making a deal, what reason do I have to refuse? But what is your deal, Miss?" Although they were making a deal, Zeng Chenhua was unclear about what Jiang Chaoyu really wanted.
Seeing Zeng Chenhua's words, Jiang Chaoyu felt relieved and lowered her hand, but still put the assassin's talisman back into her clothes. Zeng Chenhua saw her actions and thought that she didn't need to be so wary of him, but he just watched her.
Jiang Chaoyu noticed that Zeng Chenhua's gaze was a bit strange, so she slightly turned away to avoid it.
While Zeng Chenhua was still guessing what Jiang Chaoyu's purpose was, Jiang Chaoyu seemed to have mustered a lot of courage to say those words, "Second Prince, you need a wife and I happen to need a husband."
Jiang Chaoyu spoke these words with great solemnity, as if the damp weather of the plum rain season in June, with the constant rain pelting heavily on Zeng Chenhua, was like a light drizzle falling gently on Zeng Chenhua in March.
The drought was relieved by even a drizzle. At that moment, Zeng Chenhua stood still, staring intently at Jiang Chaoyu. He couldn't hear anything else. Jiang Chaoyu's words kept echoing in his mind: "Second Prince, you need a wife, and I happen to need a husband."
Seeing Zeng Chenhua's actions at that moment, Jiang Chaoyu assumed that he was hesitating.
Jiang Chaoyu, who had been waiting for an answer for a long time, was somewhat disappointed. She sighed and her lips drooped slightly, as if she already knew the answer. She said with disappointment, "Perhaps I am asking too much. Since the Second Prince is unwilling, I will find someone else."
Jiang Chaoyu thought there was some hope when Zeng Chenhua came to propose marriage, but it turned out to be hopeless. It seems that her best backer is gone. But it doesn't matter, she has another one.
Seeing that Zeng Chenhua was unwilling, Jiang Chaoyu had no choice but to find her next buyer. After comforting herself, she said to Zeng Chenhua, "Thank you, Second Prince. Let's do other transactions next time."
After saying that, she tried to leave the private room, but after taking only a few steps forward, Zeng Chenhua grabbed her wrist.
"Indeed, Miss Jiang is being a bit unreasonable. After all, this deal is too big, so big that I was momentarily stunned. I had just come to my senses when Miss Jiang said she wanted to leave. What kind of logic is that?"
His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination. He put away his smile and met Jiang Chaoyu's gaze.
Such a serious expression made Jiang Chaoyu pause slightly. She stared intently at the man in front of her, her ears gradually burning. She nodded and stared at him for a few seconds, her ears still turning red.
Perhaps it was the warmth of Zeng Chenhua's hand that reached Jiang Chaoyu's wrist, and Jiang Chaoyu realized that her wrist was being pulled, and looked down at her wrist.
Zeng Chenhua followed Jiang Chaoyu's gaze to where she was looking and realized that he was still holding her wrist. His ears turned red instantly. Fortunately, Jiang Chaoyu's gaze was not on his face at the moment, otherwise she could have seen his red ears if she turned her head.
Zeng Chenhua awkwardly released Jiang Chaoyu's wrist, a hint of helplessness and embarrassment flickering in his previously composed dark eyes.
"May I ask why?"
"I don't want to grant my father's wish."
Is that all there is to it? Zeng Chenhua wondered to himself, but then said, "Okay."
The two men locked eyes, their gazes fixed on each other, as if they were comrades-in-arms fighting side by side.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, breaking the silence between the two...
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