This sounded utterly absurd, but these two had been appearing before her day and night for days, and Rong Shang had long harbored suspicions.
The system did not respond.
Rong Shang narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Hmm? Speak."
[...]
The system's continued silence made Rong Shang even more convinced that Fu Beiyao was indeed Fu Jingchen.
However... the two of them have such different personalities.
Rong Shang frowned, and when a thought struck her, she asked, "Does Fu Jingchen have a split personality?"
[Didi, the system is offline!]
When the cold, mechanical voice came from her mind, Rong Shang's expression changed.
Depend on!
This system is garbage!
The system refuses to provide any information whatsoever about anything that never appears in the storyline.
The entire process was left to Rong Chang's own experience.
Now she had a clear idea of what was going on and was just waiting for Fu Jingchen to slip up in front of her.
My gaze drifted towards the door, and the sky gradually darkened.
Rong Shang knew that if she wanted to know whether Fu Jingchen had a split personality, she could only wait until it got dark.
Today is their big day. Could it be that Fu Jingchen will continue to disappear and not come back tonight?
But she really didn't expect that she would wait for Fu Jingchen for several hours, until late at night, but he still wouldn't come.
Finally, a maid came and told her that Fu Jingchen was drunk and was resting in the west wing.
The reason he left his bride alone on their wedding night just because he was drunk sounds rather far-fetched.
Rongshang told the maid to take her to the west wing. If he couldn't come, she would stay there with him tonight.
The maid knew that the young mistress had a good relationship with the fourth master, but the important thing was...
Somewhat embarrassed, the maid mumbled some other irrelevant things before turning around and hurrying away.
Little did she know that after she left, Rong Shang directly asked the system to locate the west wing.
When she arrived there, Fu Jingchen was nowhere to be seen in the west wing.
However, when Rong Chang quietly passed by Mingyue Pavilion, the man was resting on the bed.
Her shimmering eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, everything in the room seemed to freeze.
Rong Shang came down from the roof and walked to the bedside. Fu Beiyao, who was lying on the bed, smelled strongly of alcohol.
Thinking that if he really was Fu Jingchen, then he should be wearing or in his room wearing that bright red long gown from today.
With a somewhat indifferent expression, Rong Shang directly lifted the blankets covering him, only to find that Fu Beiyao was wearing a dark-colored nightgown underneath.
Um?
It has been changed.
With a flash of insight, Rong Shang covered herself with the blankets again, then turned around and began searching for the red wedding dress in the room.
She searched the room several times, practically turning the whole house upside down, but still couldn't find the long robe.
Soon, everything returned to normal.
Fu Beiyao, who was on the bed, murmured a few words when he heard the noise.
Rong Shang frowned slightly, but in the end she returned to Zitan Garden.
*
The next day, strong sunlight shone into the house.
As Rong Shang was sleeping, she suddenly felt the bed creak. She opened her eyes and saw the man who was about to get into bed pause in surprise, his hand about to kiss her also stopping.
With a somewhat indifferent expression, Rong Shang glanced at him before turning her back to him. "Where did you go last night?"
"I...I'm drunk." Fu Jingchen glanced at her cautiously. "I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I slept in the west wing."
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