Chapter 159 Don’t you feel anxious?
Xie Chengyan was really crazy last night, and Ye Lanzhou was woken up by the growling of his stomach.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but when she opened her eyes it was daytime and it was obviously almost noon.
Ye Lanzhou frowned and moved his body, and immediately felt a dull pain in his sore waist.
"Hiss—" She supported herself with her arms and stood up. The quilt slid down to her waist, revealing a few ambiguous red marks on her collarbone.
Where is this?
My memory of last night was hazy, I only remembered the aroma of wine, the candlelight, and his low, husky laugh. But the furnishings in this wing room were different from the one I had stayed in yesterday—the screen was painted with plum blossoms instead of bamboo, and the table didn't have the same set of celadon wine utensils.
And most importantly, there was no bed in the room yesterday.
Just as I was wondering, a familiar voice came from behind the screen: "Awake?"
She looked up and saw the man leaning against the small table by the window, his clothes neatly dressed, as if nothing had happened last night.
"Eat something?" He raised his chin, gesturing to the bowl of steaming red date porridge on the table. "I should have let you eat something last night."
Her ears felt hot, and some ridiculous scenes from last night suddenly appeared in her mind.
Fortunately, he still remembered that she hadn't eaten.
"...Where is this?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, and she subconsciously clutched the corner of the quilt.
"A private room in Wanhe Tower."
Ye Lanzhou finally realized that the layout here was indeed similar to that of Wanhe Tower. She looked around and then at Xie Chengyan. His calm demeanor only made her feel even more embarrassed. It was strange. Every time she did something like this, she didn't know how to face Xie Chengyan, and this time was no exception.
At this moment, her stomach growled again. She didn't stand there any longer. She got dressed and sat down opposite Xie Chengyan. She started drinking from the bowl of red date porridge in front of her in small sips. The porridge was a little hot, so she drank it slowly.
The two of them were silent for a while before Ye Lanzhou remembered that there was something he hadn't said yet. "Yan Su said yesterday that she felt like there was an outsider in the mansion. What does Your Highness think?"
Xie Chengyan nodded: "I know."
His words choked Ye Lanzhou so much that she didn't know what to say. She almost choked on her porridge. Seeing Xie Chengyan's calm expression, she couldn't help but ask, "With other people in the palace, doesn't the prince feel uneasy?"
"Nervous?" Xie Chengyan sneered, "If they could threaten me, wouldn't they have succeeded long ago?"
This reminded Ye Lanzhou of how Xie Chengyan had arranged for Hong Luo to stay with her when she first arrived at the palace. He'd said Hong Luo was his, not someone from the palace. At the time, Ye Lanzhou had felt that even though the Rui Palace seemed peaceful, with only Xie Chengyan as its sole resident, there were actually people eager to stir up trouble.
But she didn't know who this person was.
Perhaps he saw through Ye Lanzhou's thoughts, but he said, "Most of the people in my mansion were originally arranged by the Grand Empress Dowager. It won't be difficult to infiltrate a few trusted people." He paused, then added, "Except for Hong Luo and Jian Xing, no one in the mansion can be trusted."
What Ye Lanzhou didn't understand was that Xie Chengyan and the Grand Empress Dowager were clearly mother and son, so why was their relationship so tense? According to Xie Chengyan, it was the Grand Empress Dowager's advice that forced him to defend the city of Jinling, and it was also the Grand Empress Dowager's request that his fame was taken away by the late emperor.
But they are clearly mother and son, so why is there such a big gap?
Could it be that Xie Chengyan wasn't the Empress Dowager's son? Then what was his true identity?
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