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Shen Wenqiu pushed open the door and came in, but the man had already disappeared.
He looked around in confusion and asked, "Your Highness, why did you close the door just now?"
Jiang Heng reverted to his innocent and clueless state, ran up to Shen Wenqiu, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "I wanted to change my clothes so I could help Qiuqiu clean later."
Shen Wenqiu's eyes lit up. He thought to himself that Jiang Heng was such a good kid. Not only did he not suspect him, but he also wanted to help him clean.
But Jiang Heng was, after all, the Ninth Prince, and had experienced such a tragedy when he was young. How could he, who already felt sorry for him, let Jiang Heng do chores?
Shen Wenqiu shook his head and said, "Your Highness should rest. I can do it myself faster."
As she spoke, Shen Wenqiu got busy.
Their movements were incredibly skilled. After observing for a while, Jiang Heng went over to help with the cleaning.
Shen Wenqiu subconsciously thought it was when she was in school, and she cleaned quickly and efficiently. When someone came to help and handed her something, she naturally helped with the work.
Halfway through the work, he sensed something was wrong, turned around and saw that the person handing him the item was Jiang Heng. He quickly reached out and pressed Jiang Heng into a chair.
But when he reached out, he felt his hands were dirty, so he grabbed a handkerchief from the side and wiped them before continuing what he had been doing.
Shen Wenqiu smiled at Jiang Heng and said, "Your Highness, please rest. You'll be fine soon."
Jiang Heng shook his head, reached out to stop Shen Wenqiu, and said, "They are being disrespectful to me, but these tasks are originally assigned to the eunuchs of the Prince's Palace. You are here to be a study companion, not to do chores."
After saying that, Jiang Heng pulled Shen Wenqiu's hand, pressed his shoulder to sit down, and turned to walk out.
Shen Wenqiu was confused and hesitated whether to go with them, but was also afraid that Jiang Heng meant for her to stay.
While Shen Wenqiu hesitated, Jiang Heng ran back.
This time, he was followed by two eunuchs, who were bowing their heads and looking trembling with fear, which startled Shen Wenqiu so much that he immediately stood up.
What happened this time?
Surely Jiang Heng couldn't have gone out and vented his anger, and then suddenly demanded all the personnel that should have been assigned to Zhaolin Palace?
But given Jiang Heng's current status and situation in the palace, is that even possible?
“Your Highness, who are these people…” Shen Wenqiu stepped forward and looked at Jiang Heng with a puzzled expression.
"The steward of the Prince's residence hates these people who fawn over the powerful and bully the weak. I went to talk to him about it, and he immediately scolded his subordinates and sent someone over." Jiang Heng lied through his teeth. It was just that his people had already infiltrated the palace, and he slightly changed his plans to make things a little less miserable for himself and Shen Wenqiu.
"Is that so?" Shen Wenqiu asked, his face full of doubt. He still felt that there was something fishy about it.
The steward of this prince's office is no pushover.
If we're talking about people who hate flattery and belittling, then this guy is probably the one who tricked Jiang Heng.
This manager is the kind of person who flatters the powerful and belittles the weak.
The more Shen Wenqiu thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. He straightened his face, ordered the two eunuchs to leave, and pulled Jiang Heng to a corner. He said seriously, "Your Highness, I feel there is something fishy about this matter."
Jiang Heng was taken aback, not expecting Shen Wenqiu to disbelieve his explanation. His hands unconsciously clenched, and he gave a bewildered, inquisitive smile, asking, "Qiuqiu, do you find anything strange about this? Is there something wrong with the palace stewards working for the prince?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wenqiu became even more convinced that the steward had ulterior motives and was deceiving Jiang Heng.
He sighed heavily, shook his head, and said, "I've heard that the head eunuchs in charge of the princes' quarters are the most sycophantic and opportunistic. Unfavored princes are often treated with great disrespect here. How could such people reprimand their subordinates for the sake of flattery and oppression? They'd probably just spout useless words and kick you around like a ball!"
That steward was indeed a sycophant, but he had already been replaced when Jiang Heng was preparing to move to the Prince's residence.
How could Jiang Heng tolerate such a person acting arrogantly under his nose? Even if he replaced him, he wouldn't let him off easily.
But... wait a minute, how does Shen Wenqiu know what kind of person the original head eunuch was?
According to Pei Qing's investigation, Shen Wenqiu had never been in contact with anyone from the royal family, and spent most of his time at home except when he was studying or taking the imperial examinations.
He was already an unpopular person, so even if the Marquis's mansion knew about this, they would never tell him.
So, where did Shen Wenqiu find out?
Jiang Heng looked into Shen Wenqiu's eyes, trying to figure out how many emotions were hidden within them.
There was panic, but also concern.
That's all.
Even if asked, Shen Wenqiu probably wouldn't tell.
Perhaps, like him, she has been given a second chance at life.
Although this doesn't make sense, Shen Wenqiu from the previous life died not long after, so he didn't have the chance to know much.
Shen Wenqiu, how many secrets are you still hiding?
Jiang Heng smiled and said, "But it's so rare for us to have someone help us with the work, so we can go to school properly."
Looking into Jiang Heng's inquisitive eyes, Shen Wenqiu grasped his hand and patted it encouragingly, saying, "Your Highness is so eager to learn, I am very pleased. But these people still..."
Jiang Heng interrupted Shen Wenqiu, saying, "Let's keep it for now. We should be more vigilant and not let this affect our studies."
What a studious and good child!
Shen Wenqiu looked at Jiang Heng with even more admiration.
Shen Wenqiu stopped interfering, and the two eunuchs worked efficiently, quickly tidying up the room and fetching lunch.
However, lunch was not so good.
After all, Jiang Heng is still not well-liked.
"Can we make our own lunch?" Shen Wenqiu glanced at the food and frowned.
How could there be anything that looks even less palatable than the food in the cafeteria?
"Qiuqiu can cook?" Jiang Heng looked at Shen Wenqiu with that inquisitive gaze.
Upon hearing this question, Shen Wenqiu's expression froze for a moment, realizing something was wrong.
After relaxing, he became somewhat complacent and forgot who the original owner of the body was.
It wouldn't be good to arouse Jiang Heng's suspicion; if he really does suspect, it will be difficult to explain.
Shen Wenqiu rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I didn't know how to do it, but at home... I was in the same situation at home. My mother would often secretly cook extra meals for me, and I learned how by watching her."
At this point, Shen Wenqiu, fearing that Jiang Heng wouldn't believe him, added another sentence.
Shen Wenqiu said, "My cooking skills are not good, and I have never tried cooking before. I can probably only eat it."
Jiang Heng nodded thoughtfully, then smiled at Shen Wenqiu and praised, "Qiuqiu is so amazing."
Does this mean they believed it or not?
Shen Wenqiu was still somewhat worried, although he didn't think Jiang Heng was a bad person. He just knew what he knew.
But... some things are just not easy to explain.
For example, transmigrating into a book.
Should we tell Jiang Heng that he is just a minor character in the book?
The protagonist is his wicked elder brother, the crown prince, who can do whatever he wants simply because he has the protagonist's halo.
Was he also one of those characters who were trampled underfoot by the Crown Prince and died unjustly?
Shen Wenqiu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then sighed inwardly and decided to keep the matter a secret.
Jiang Heng, observing Shen Wenqiu's expression, couldn't help but chuckle at the way he wore his heart on his face.
However, such frankness suited Jiang Heng's taste.
Jiang Heng likes straightforward people.
There are too many people in the palace, too many with ulterior motives.
People like Shen Wenqiu are very good.
Jiang Heng thought that having someone like that by his side wouldn't be bad.
As for what secret Shen Wenqiu is hiding, that's not something we need to investigate.
If Shen Wenqiu is a threat to him, then he naturally won't go easy on this study companion.
If it doesn't affect him at all, then what's the big deal?
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Heng said to Shen Wenqiu, "Qiuqiu is here to be a study companion, not a cook. Let's make do with what we have. I'll talk to Father tomorrow, and maybe things will be different."
Shen Wenqiu looked at Jiang Heng with heartache. He couldn't help but reach out and touch Jiang Heng's shoulder, gently grasping it, and said, "Your Highness, this... it's not that I want to sow discord between you and your son. This... if His Majesty cared about you, would things have turned out the way they did before?"
As he spoke, Shen Wenqiu's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.
Fortunately, Jiang Heng was nearby and heard everything clearly.
Jiang Heng smiled.
This shows that they care about him.
He stared at Shen Wenqiu's face, a surge of barely suppressed excitement rising within him.
Jiang Heng had already seen through what Shen Wenqiu was saying.
But no one would say such a thing to him; the person who would say such a thing is long dead.
Most of the remaining people dared not speak out openly.
Only Shen Wenqiu spoke frankly, uttering the truth that many others dared not say.
Jiang Heng smiled and said, "I understand, but what if? Does Qiuqiu believe me?"
Shen Wenqiu had a gut feeling that something was wrong, but he subconsciously chose to believe Jiang Heng.
He nodded and said, "As Your Highness's study companion, I naturally have complete trust in Your Highness."
Jiang Heng pondered these words in his heart.
I have complete trust in you.
That's fine.
Hopefully, it will be the same in the future.
Jiang Heng secretly made a note of it.
Shen Wenqiu scrutinized Jiang Heng's expression and felt that something seemed amiss.
But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
While Shen Wenqiu was lost in thought, Jiang Heng grasped Shen Wenqiu's hand and said, "Since Qiuqiu trusts me, we'll see tomorrow."
Shen Wenqiu nodded and said nothing more.
He didn't actually have high hopes, but he didn't want to be a disappointment.
After lunch, there was nothing to do in the afternoon.
Shen Wenqiu thought about tutoring Jiang Heng, but was afraid that he would ask about it, so she was in a dilemma.
Although the original owner was indeed talented, Shen Wenqiu and the original owner had different directions in cultural development.
However, learning something is always good for you.
After careful consideration, Shen Wenqiu decided to tutor Jiang Heng.
If Jiang Heng asks... well, we'll talk about it when he asks.
So, Shen Wenqiu nervously tutored Jiang Heng for an entire afternoon.
Several times he almost blurted out something modern, but luckily he managed to hold back.
Fortunately, Jiang Heng didn't ask anything. He just sat quietly to the side, occasionally asking a few questions about the things in the book.
Shen Wenqiu was moved by Jiang Heng's diligence in studying and put all his effort into preparing for the college entrance examination, so much so that he forgot to eat dinner while studying with Jiang Heng.
The two stopped when Shen Wenqiu's stomach growled.
Shen Wenqiu awkwardly touched her nose, looked away, and her ear tips turned slightly red.
He stammered, "Your Highness...is Your Highness hungry? Why don't you have dinner first? Reading right now isn't good for your eyes."
As they spoke, Shen Wenqiu looked at Jiang Heng's eyes, couldn't help but gesture with his hand, and said with a smile, "Such beautiful eyes, it wouldn't be good if you ruined them."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Shen Wenqiu's hand moved slightly closer, Jiang Heng suddenly grabbed his wrist.
He was incredibly strong and had a sinister expression.
This pinch made Shen Wenqiu's face turn pale instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He gasped for breath, trying to recover from the pain.
He tried calling out.
"Your Highness?"
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