Su Lin'er was serious this time; she felt a sense of impending death and wanted to find a way to survive.
"What benefits would I get if I did as you say?"
Su Wenyuan sneered, "It's not about doing what I say, it's about what you think. I know what you're after if you insist on entering the Prince Chen's mansion. It's nothing more than money. Even if you succeed, can you protect yourself all alone?"
"A cup of poisoned wine will send you down to reunite with your mother. No one will care whether you live or die then. None of the things you fought so hard for will be yours."
No need for favors, just let Su Lin'er know that she can't make money through Sheng Jingyu, and she will naturally choose another way to make a living.
Su Lin'er asked again, "If you can't stand seeing me doing well, why would you be so kind as to pave the way for me?"
Su Wenyuan asked in surprise, "I just casually said something, and you think that's paving the way? Do you remember Lu Wanying? I couldn't stand to see her doing well either, but I still gave her the opportunity to be with the Crown Prince."
"What's the meaning?"
"What I mean is, I don't care about any of you. You can do whatever you want. Whether we deal with you separately or together, it makes no difference. If you succeed, it might seem like you have a powerful backer, but that backer isn't stable." Su Wenyuan glanced at her contemptuously.
Su Lin'er takes herself too seriously. In fact, no matter how her identity changes, she is still not enough to pose a threat to Su Wenyuan.
After a busy half-day, upon returning to the Prince Chen's residence, I still had to listen to Nian Huaizhong's report.
He didn't sleep all night, searching for things and drawing diagrams. He also went to the Marquis of Anle's mansion and, based on the things and furnishings in the Banyan and Bamboo Courtyard, deduced what one of the courtyards of the Marquis of Anle's mansion originally looked like.
Now not only do they look the same in general, but even the details are identical.
"In the Marquis of Anle's mansion, this courtyard is located in a remote area, not the best location. The Marquis of Anle's mansion is so big, why didn't Madam Yu build the Banyan and Bamboo Courtyard in the first place, just like the other courtyards?"
If you have money, people, and are willing to put in the effort, wouldn't it be better to find a larger, better company and fix it according to their specifications?
Su Wenyuan replied, "Because the other courtyards are too conspicuous, or frequently used, and have many guests coming and going, it is easy to discover the secret that the two mansions are similar."
The secluded courtyards of the Marquis of Anle's mansion are so remote that even the residents themselves might not have the chance to enter, let alone anyone else.
It was impossible for high-ranking officials to visit the Banyan and Bamboo Courtyard of the Su family mansion, since it was the inner courtyard. In addition, Lady Wang was not well-liked, and the ladies of other families rarely came here either.
Even if someone has been here, they may not have seen that secluded courtyard of the Marquis of Anle's mansion.
Few people have seen both courtyards at the same time, and after the Marquis of Anle's mansion was vandalized, it was even less likely that anyone would have noticed.
Nian Huaizhong rummaged through a pile of bronze artifacts and said, "We specially built two courtyards just to hide these things. Was it worth it?"
“We think it’s not worth it, but who knows whether it is or not?” Su Wenyuan couldn’t figure it out either.
Nian Huai asked again, "I have already drawn the picture. The courtyard of the Marquis of Anle's mansion looks exactly like this. It is almost certain that it is a direct copy."
"There are already tables, chairs, and wardrobes at Rongzhuyuan. Do I need to make them myself? Setting up these mechanisms is quite time-consuming and expensive..."
He seemed to have figured out the secrets of those mechanisms and emerged from his obsession.
Now it seems she wants to leave the Prince Chen's residence.
Su Wenyuan quickly said, "I'm not afraid. Just do it with peace of mind. I think it will be useful. The Banyan Bamboo Courtyard can't be touched. Make something new and put it in the Marquis of Anle's residence."
Nian Huai was stunned, not knowing how to answer.
Su Wenyuan continued to persuade, "That Anle Marquis's mansion is mine now, and I need to renovate it. Such a large mansion requires a lot of things. I think you've done a good job, but don't worry, I can't let you suffer alone."
"You haven't made any of those hidden mechanisms and compartments you've learned yet, have you? You said yourself that things are expensive. I'll provide the materials and give you the opportunity to make them, isn't that good?"
Nian Huai was easily persuaded.
"If Your Highness needs it, I can do it, it's alright, I'm free anyway, but could I send a letter home to my family?"
Su Wenyuan readily agreed, saying, "Of course, I'm asking for your help, not locking you up. Do whatever you want."
Nian Huaizhong smiled foolishly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
"I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to know all this." Su Wenyuan's tone was full of gratitude, and it sounded quite sincere.
Sheng Jingyu had just returned when he witnessed such a thrilling scene.
The two chatted and laughed, but then Nian Huai suddenly remembered something, stood up again next to Su Wenyuan, pointed to a certain spot on the map, and talked about his discovery.
The table wasn't very low, but Nianhuai still had to bend over and put his head close to Su Wenyuan.
Su Wenyuan listened attentively, not noticing anything unusual, nor did she realize that Sheng Jingyu had returned.
Sheng Jingyu was busy all day and didn't even have time to eat. When she came back, she showed him this.
"Ahem!" Ye Shan called out to remind him.
Su Wenyuan was startled by the sudden sound, and her turn of her head was too large, causing her to bump into Nian Huaizhong's arm.
A murderous glint flashed in Sheng Jingyu's eyes. He would rather be blind than see this scene.
What's going on with this year-end pregnancy? It's so strange.
"You're back? Have you had lunch?" Su Wenyuan peeked over, her face full of concern.
This concerned inquiry soothed Sheng Jingyu's slight dissatisfaction.
"We'll talk about it later." Sheng Jingyu, supported by Ye Shan, sat down next to Su Wenyuan.
As soon as he sat down, his hand seemed to have eyes, accurately finding Su Wenyuan's hand and holding it tightly.
Su Wenyuan placed her other hand on the back of his hand and responded, "Are you cold?"
My hands are freezing cold, but I always find a warm place to put them.
Sheng Jingyu felt the warmth in his palms and the backs of his hands, which made him feel a little better, and the chill emanating from his body was not so strong anymore.
He asked calmly, "What was the princess doing just now?"
"Look at the picture. Huai Zhong has drawn out all the important things in the two mansions for me. He's very capable." Su Wenyuan praised Nian Huai Zhong with a gentle smile.
Sheng Jingyu abruptly withdrew his hand, shaking off Su Wenyuan's hands, his face showing displeasure.
Are they close? Should they be addressed like that?
Seeing him suddenly acting out, Su Wenyuan asked in confusion, "Who upset you?"
"It's okay, your hands are too hot, I don't like them." Sheng Jingyu leaned back in his chair, acting all high and mighty.
Su Wenyuan rolled her eyes and said, "You're starting to complain now."
Nian Huaizhong chuckled and said, "His Highness may have just returned from outside and is still adjusting. Is there anything else Your Highness doesn't understand?"
"That's all. When are you leaving?" Sheng Jingyu asked quickly.
Su Wenyuan raised her hand and slapped his arm, saying, "He hasn't finished his business yet, he can't leave."
We don't know what Nian Huaizhong's purpose is yet, but he's still useful for now. We can't kill him, but we can't let him go either. We finally managed to keep him here, and now Sheng Jingyu is acting crazy again.
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