Qiao Yuchen was a sharp-eyed person, and he kept staring at the woman, so he could clearly see the changes in the woman's facial expressions.
"What good could that old woman possibly do?" he said, standing still and waiting for someone's reaction.
Chen Siyuan did not disappoint him.
She gently tugged at his sleeve. "Let's go take a look." After all, they weren't mother and son, and there was no real affection between them, so it was normal for her to say that.
Qiao Yuchen has never been very reliable; if he were to speak in a more formal manner, it wouldn't be him.
"Alright, I'll give you some face."
As Qiao Yuchen spoke, he took Chen Siyuan's hand, and the two headed towards the West Garden together.
In fact, Qiao Yuchen originally planned to return soon. He had just left the inner room when he received a message from the Seventh Prince.
I was once ridiculed.
He knew that by pulling this stunt, he had put the Seventh Prince in a somewhat passive position.
Killing people at the Dali Temple, including those from the Western Depot and Pingtai from the Western Depot, would implicate many powerful forces in the capital.
Afterwards, he simply left with the woman, completely abandoning the mess, which must have given many people a headache.
He was also the Seventh Prince's strategist, and without his presence, the Seventh Prince's actions would likely be more difficult.
He didn't regret it, but he felt he had to teach people a lesson; otherwise, everyone would think he, Qiao Yuchen, was just a figurehead who only knew how to make trouble.
When it comes to intellect, if he were in the royal family, he would be the most formidable opponent.
The Third Prince and the Seventh Prince are all sidelined.
With an innate confidence, he walked with a leisurely pace and arrived at Madam Qiao's west courtyard.
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