Chu Xinxin took the opportunity to check his pulse, and Zhou Huaichuan was found to have suffered severe internal injuries.
It looked like they had just been through a fierce battle.
Zhou Huaichuan withdrew his hand: "It's nothing."
Their aloofness was evident.
Chu Xinxin didn't insist any further and sat down to the side.
The carriage fell silent, with only the occasional suppressed cough from Zhou Huaichuan.
"Master, we've arrived at the Prime Minister's residence," the guard reported.
Chu Xinxin lifted the curtain and glanced inside. Zhou Huaichuan's men had carefully stopped in a small alley next to the Prime Minister's residence, attracting no attention.
Haitang came over to help her, just as Chu Xinxin was about to get out of the car.
Zhou Huaichuan stopped her, saying, "Aren't you going to ask me why I sent people to keep an eye on you?"
Chu Xinxin turned and glanced at him: "You don't even want to talk to me, so what's the point of me asking you?"
After saying that, Chu Xin jumped off the carriage and walked away.
The carriage stopped in the alley for a while before turning around and heading towards the Prince An's Mansion.
Late at night, Zhou Huaichuan was practicing calligraphy again.
Normally, he could suppress the rising murderous intent within him after writing for about half an hour.
But tonight, even though the servant's hands were sore from grinding ink for him, Zhou Huaichuan still hadn't stopped.
"Master, you are injured, you should rest early," his trusted aide Yun Zheng advised.
"You may leave now."
Zhou Huaichuan was a man of his word, and Yun Zheng dared not try to persuade him any further. He and his servant bowed and left.
Zhou Huaichuan let out a long sigh of relief and tossed the pen aside.
I'm feeling restless and irritable tonight. The image of Chu Xinxin looking back at him, indifferent yet with red eyes, keeps popping into my mind.
It always feels like I've done something really...wrong.
Zhou Huaichuan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his gaze suddenly falling on his wrist.
Today, she even seemed to have taken her own pulse.
Does she have medical skills?
Back in the Xu residence, the antidote she gave him even cured his long-standing ailment...
It seems they also use poison.
What exactly does she want to achieve by approaching him?
He was merely the least favored prince, possessing nothing but a little military power.
Because of his Western Region bloodline, he had no hope of ascending to the Great Cauldron.
Chu Xinxin probably knows all this, so why does she keep coming closer?
besides......
Zhou Huaichuan raised his hand and examined it carefully.
He has practiced martial arts for many years, so his hands are very rough, and his fingertips are covered with thick calluses.
His hands would break out in rashes when he touched other women, but when Chu Xinxin touched them, everything was normal.
"Chu Xinxin..."
Zhou Huaichuan murmured, feeling like he'd heard that name somewhere before...
......
The next day.
Chu Xinxin reappeared in Chang Le Fang.
The manager noticed that her smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered.
"You've arrived, young lady. Please come upstairs, please come upstairs."
Chu Xinxin nodded and followed.
As you step onto the last step, the steward lowers the beaded curtain, and the noise downstairs seems to vanish instantly.
After walking through the long corridor, in the last room, the steward opened the door and invited Chu Xinxin in.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air, and amidst the dazzling array of jewels sat a pale, thin, and melancholic man.
"Miss Chu, your presence is an honor. I am so sorry for not welcoming you sooner."
The man had a smile on his face, but Chu Xinxin felt the temperature in the room drop.
It was cold and biting.
"Greetings, Prince of Huainan." Chu Xinxin returned his greeting.
A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Xin's eyes: "Miss Chu has never met me before, how could you know it was me on our first meeting?"
Chu Xinxin retorted, "The young master has never seen me before, so how could he know I am a young lady of the Chu family after only meeting me for the first time?"
Liu Xin sized up the woman in front of him. She was calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient. Even though her face was covered by a veil, her elegance was still undeniable.
It's a pity her appearance is ruined.
Liu Xin: "Many women in the capital wear veils when they go out, but only Miss Chu, who just returned from Xuzhou, has such an air about her."
"I don't have the same keen eye as the Crown Prince. I know the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince, and I've put in a lot of effort to do so."
Liu Xin immediately became interested when Liu openly admitted that he was investigating him.
"Calling me Miss Chu feels a bit formal. We're relatives, so I'll shamelessly call you Cousin Xin Xin."
Lady Liu of Chu was the younger sister of the King of Huainan and also Liu Xin's aunt, so what he said wasn't wrong.
Liu Xin pointed to the dice cup in front of him: "Cousin Xin Xin is quite a character, how about a few rounds?"
Chu Xinxin's gaze swept over him briefly before returning to Liu Xin: "You are no match for me."
"Smack."
Liu Xin put away his white jade folding fan, his gaze turning sinister and wicked: "How will you know if you don't try?"
Chu Xinxin was not afraid at all, and even had the mood to tease: "Then, Cousin Crown Prince, don't cry later."
Liu Xin almost dropped the dice cup.
It has to be said that Liu Xin is indeed quite capable.
Unfortunately, Chu Xinxin had a cheat system.
Liu Xin lost all ten games.
Liu Xin's initial disdain had turned into a tense expression.
Chu Xinxin leaned back in the armchair, her hand supporting her chin, and smiled brightly: "Cousin, I already told you you're no good."
Liu Xin clenched her fists, crushing the fine rosewood dice cup to pieces.
He said coldly, "Again."
Chu Xinxin raised her slender finger and shook it: "No matter how many times we play, Cousin Prince, you still can't beat me."
Liu Xin remained silent, but his eyes were bloodshot. He had never suffered such a crushing defeat since he began his apprenticeship.
Gamblers often have the illusion that they will win the next round, and Liu Xin was no exception; he insisted on continuing.
Chu Xinxin had already stood up: "Cousin, I'm tired of winning today, let's play again tomorrow."
Liu Xin grabbed her shoulders, his eyes fierce: "Cousin Xin Xin, you think you can just leave after winning? That's not fair."
"Didn't I tell you? Come back tomorrow and let's try something new."
Chu Xinxin pried Liu Xin apart with her fingers one by one: "Cousin, is it really that hard to accept losing a mere few tens of thousands of taels?"
Liu Xin was used to being flattered, and even though he knew Chu Xinxin was trying to provoke him, he still suppressed his resentment and said, "I will wait for my cousin Xinxin tomorrow."
Chu Xinxin led Haitang through Chu Chang Le Fang, and Haitang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, I was terrified! The Prince of Huainan looked at you like he wanted to devour you alive."
Haitang wiped away a cold sweat, then excitedly clutched the money pouch: "My goodness, Miss, so much money! I've never seen so much money in ten lifetimes!"
A full 80,000 taels of silver, and there was a thick stack of silver notes.
Chu Xinxin couldn't help but laugh at her greedy look: "Take as much as you want."
Haitang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really! Then I'll take half!"
Chu Xinxin gave Haitang a flick on the head: "You actually dared to ask for that!"
"Miss, it hurts!"
"It should hurt!"
As the master and servant walked and talked, Haitang suddenly realized that a shadow had been cast in front of her.
This was the same alleyway from yesterday. Before Haitang could even make out what the shadow was, she had already run far away.
As she ran, she shouted, "Miss, hold on for a bit, I'll go find someone to rescue you!"
A gust of wind blew through the alley, and Chu Xinxin only caught a vague outline of what was being said.
Depend on!
So yesterday, the person who stood in front of me wasn't protecting me, but protecting those three thousand taels of silver!
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