How long after entering the house, someone wants to climb to the position of concubine?
It's wishful thinking!
Gritting her teeth, Wen Chan ordered, "You have someone guard outside the second gate. When the prince comes back, follow him and pay attention to everyone he comes into contact with."
"OK!"
Just as Qiuyue was about to do so, Wen Chan stopped her again: "Wait! Let Chunmei do this. Don't let anyone else know."
As one of Wen Chan's trusted people, Chunmei is mainly responsible for account book management and is not conspicuous in the house.
Qiuyue was a little confused: "Young Madam means..."
Wen Chan sneered in response: "People outside need to be vigilant, and our family members should not be careless either!"
Hongyu, however, thought this was unnecessary: "But most of the people who came with us are familiar faces. They probably wouldn't do something like this..."
Wen Chan glanced at Hong Yu coldly: "You may not do this, but how can you guarantee that Wen Zhu also thinks so? Are you sure she has no such plan?"
Anyway, it’s not a big deal to be on guard against Wen Zhu, and it’s a good opportunity to test her loyalty.
Qiuyue didn't argue anymore, agreed and left to carry out the mission.
The action was covert, and Wen Zhu and Hong Yu in the backyard were completely unaware of it.
In fact, Wen Zhu had no intention of going out today. He always seemed too pretentious when they met by chance, and this actually helped him avoid being suspected.
She stayed in the house writing all day, and only slipped out cautiously late at night to stroll leisurely in the yard.
The tranquility under the cover of night makes people feel particularly comfortable, and all the restraints during the day seem to disappear at this moment.
Wen Zhu walked around a few times but still felt unsatisfied, so he decided to take a little risk and go for a walk outside the yard.
As I approached the side door, I noticed a slender figure in front of me.
The man was wearing a blue and white robe, and his demeanor was as graceful as a figure in a painting.
After recognizing this person, Wen Zhu immediately lowered his voice and greeted him: "Greetings, Your Excellency."
Fu Yu's eyes fell on her.
The woman had a slender and elegant figure, and her skin was as white and dazzling as porcelain.
Fu Yu waved his hand to signal her to stand up straight: "Why haven't you gone to bed yet so late?"
He stood up but still lowered his head and replied, "Because I couldn't sleep, I wanted to walk around to relax. I didn't expect to disturb the prince."
Hearing her say this, Fu Yu felt helpless: "Do you think I will blame you?"
He quickly shook his head to deny it: "That's not the case."
Seeing that she was still very uneasy, Fu Yu comforted her, "It just so happens that I'm going out for a walk too. If you're not sleepy, why not come with me?"
Wen Zhu was stunned at first, then subconsciously raised his head to meet the other person's gaze.
His eyes seemed to hold stories, making it difficult to fathom the emotions within.
Wen Zhu replied softly, "Yes."
Fu Yu moved outward, and Wen Zhu followed a few steps behind him.
The moonlight poured down like running water, making the surroundings as bright as day.
After leaving the yard, Fu Yu clearly felt that the little girl following him was relieved.
"Are you feeling bad staying in the yard?" Fu Yu asked suddenly.
Wen Zhu didn't expect him to ask this, especially with such concern. After a moment's hesitation, he replied, "...No, no, I just feel that the night breeze is very comfortable, just like being back home."
Something seemed to touch Fu Yu, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "That's right."
Wen Zhu was curious: "Have you ever been to the countryside before?"
Fu Yu murmured "hmm" in response, which surprised Wen Zhu.
I originally thought that a person of Fu Yu's noble status should have never left the capital.
The cool night breeze caressed his cheeks, and Fu Yu relaxed. He said casually, "When I returned home today, my father gave me a piece of paper with a list of names. He told me to establish contact with these people as quickly as possible to pave the way for the future."
Wen Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with pretended interest, "What kind of people are they?"
"Well..."
Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, "They are all powerful figures."
After hearing this, Wen Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said, "It turns out that they are not good candidates for doing big things."
Fu Yu turned his head to look at the little girl, and said gently, "Those who can truly achieve great things must care about the world, be committed to the people, carry on the legacy of the sages, and seek a path to long-term peace and stability."
The little maid only remembered the beginning and the end, but forgot the content in between.
“…I will remember these words.”
Under the soft silver light, Wen Zhu's cheeks were tinged with a blush, giving her a unique charm.
Seeing her like this, Fu Yu's smile deepened. "So what do you think? Is someone like this worth making friends with?"
"Why......"
Wen Zhu thought about it and then tilted his head to think for a while, "I remember my father once said an old saying."
"Which sentence?" Fu Yu asked with interest.
After thinking for a moment, Wen Zhu answered seriously: "People with different positions should not try to unite."
"...So, are you correct?"
The little girl cautiously sought confirmation, only to see a hint of admiration flash in Fu Yu's eyes.
After a while, an almost inaudible voice reached Wen Zhu's ears: "You are right."
This viewpoint is truly in tune with my own. How wonderful it would be if she were my destined partner.
This thought flashed through his mind and was immediately suppressed by Fu Yu.
Marrying her would only bring unnecessary trouble. After all, she was just a maid. How could she possibly bear all this alone?
Fu Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, calmness returned to his eyes.
Wen Zhu was obviously still very happy that he could answer his questions.
At this moment, a deep but slightly chilling voice floated from above, "I haven't asked your name yet."
Wen Zhu looked up and met his unfathomable gaze.
"My name is Wen Zhu." Wen Zhu is pronounced as Chen in Chinese.
Fu Yu nodded gently. He finally knew her name.
At this moment, everything was quiet and silent, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
Logically speaking, this is the most appropriate time to return the handkerchief, but for some reason, Fu Yu didn't want to do that.
After a moment of silence, Fu Yu said, "Let me take you there."
"How can this be possible?" Wen Zhu felt a little surprised.
However, she immediately noticed something was wrong: "Sir, aren't you going home?"
Fu Yu's gaze lingered on her face for a long moment before he responded, "Madam is asleep. I'm afraid I'll disturb her if I go back."
Wen Zhu nodded and said casually: "The prince is really thoughtful."
But this sentence seemed to make Fu Yu feel a little different, with an indescribable sour taste.
"...Let's go." he said.
On the way home, Wen Zhu still followed him two steps behind.
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