With that, Yao Chen understood Xiahou Qing's purpose. What he needed was a royal family that stood in his way, allowing him to manipulate them while commanding the support of the people of Daliang. Before Yao Ji was crowned emperor, Xiahou Qing had secretly sent his other half-brothers and sisters to their doom. Now, besides him, only Shu Yang remained, his whereabouts unknown. It was clear that they must have an accomplice within the secret cave. He was undoubtedly a better choice than Shu Yang.
However, Yao Chen's attitude was also very firm: "You bastard, I will never be your puppet."
"This is beyond the Crown Prince's control," Xiahou Qing said as he raised his left hand. A group of people, their heads covered in straw baskets and their bodies painted with strange patterns, suddenly rushed in, surrounding Yao Ji. From the next second, Yao Chen's foot firmly stepped into the abyss of hell...
Tang Chen, who had an inexplicable rift with Wang Yanzhou, had gradually gotten used to his absence. It could even be said that she began to enjoy her time alone.
Tang Chen, who had been quietly reading in the house for several days, gradually calmed down his turbulent mood after reading the wisdom of the ancients. When he stepped out of the door again, looking at the scenery of white snow and red plum blossoms in the courtyard, Tang Chen smiled sincerely for the first time in recent times.
Tang Chen leaned against the door and breathed in the chilly yet refreshing air outside. He said, "Ayuan, why do I feel like the mansion has been a lot quieter lately? And why are some familiar faces gone?"
As A Yuan helped Tang Chen put on his cloak, he explained, "Master Chen said that the mansion doesn't need too many people to serve at the moment. We only need enough people to do the job. The extra people will be sent away."
Tang Chen nodded slightly. In the end, at a time like this, friends are still more reliable. Wang Yanzhou did not move at all, still calm and reliable: "No wonder, my ears have been much quieter recently."
A Yuan was afraid that Tang Chen would recall what the servants had said before, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "Madam, Madam Shen has taken the young lady to the hot spring villa. Should we go and take a look later?"
Tang Chen had just said that he was going to see Liang Shuyi and the child. When he heard A Yuan mention this, he couldn't help but worry: "Did they go by themselves? Was there anyone accompanying them?"
A Yuan comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. Besides, the Hot Spring Villa is not far from the palace, so no one would dare to mess around."
She didn't know if anyone was being reckless. She only knew she'd been nearly kidnapped right outside her home. It's said that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and vice versa. Just because you're on your own territory doesn't mean you can't be careless. In today's world, you can't afford to be careless. "I'd better get more people to watch over it, so I can be more at ease."
"Yes, A Yuan will give the order in a moment."
After Tang Chen picked a few red plum blossoms and put them in the vase, he saw that the snow had gradually stopped. He wanted to go out for a walk, so he said, "The weather is nice today and the snow has stopped. Let's go to the pigeon house for a walk."
A Yuan smiled softly and said, "Madam seems to like going there recently, but it's a dirty place, and I'm afraid it will make Madam look dirty."
Tang Chen smiled helplessly and said, "Alas, if you hadn't told me I wouldn't have remembered it. It's become a habit over time. I don't want to change it anytime soon, so let's just leave it like this for now."
A Yuan knew that Tang Chen had developed this habit during the time when Li Xinzhai and his men were out on business. Back then, Tang Chen was constantly on edge, fearing something might happen to Li Xinzhai. Back then, things were still okay; Wang Yanzhou would occasionally find time to come back and help her ease her worries. Now that things were busy at the military camp, Chen Xin often came back to see his wife and children, but Wang Yanzhou hadn't been at the palace for many days.
Seeing that Tang Chen's mood had just improved today, A Yuan was afraid that she would think about Li Xinzhai again, so she hurriedly said, "...Madam, it's been a while since the incident happened. You should gradually let it go."
"I know, I'm trying."
The master and servant strolled leisurely around the garden and were just about to go to the pigeon house to see how the pigeons were doing during the winter. As they turned the corner, Tang Chen suddenly pulled A Yuan back and signaled her to be quiet for a while: "Shh."
A Yuan didn't know what Tang Chen saw that made him hide in this corner. When she slightly leaned her head out to take a look, the person Tang Chen was looking at, judging from the back, should be Wang Qin.
Wang Qin was seen stealthily carrying a brazier as if to burn something. Just as he threw the things down, someone from the kitchen seemed to be looking for him. He glanced at the brazier and had no choice but to leave. Seeing his anxious look, it seemed that he would come back to collect these things soon.
After Wang Qin left, Tang Chen came out from the corner. A Yuan asked in confusion, "Madam, what's wrong?"
Tang Chen asked thoughtfully, "That person just now seemed to be Uncle Wang?"
A Yuan thought carefully about the clothes Wang Bo was wearing when he saw him this morning, and said with certainty: "Yes, it was Wang Bo. He seemed to be burning something just now."
Tang Chen's mind raced, and he quickly ordered, "Quick, Yuan, take out the unburned items from inside while he's gone. Just a little bit, and don't let him see it."
"……oh oh!"
A Yuan quickly took out the thing hanging on the edge of the charcoal brazier, slapped off the sparks on it and stuffed them into his arms. He threw something into the charcoal brazier and then ran back.
After returning, Tang Chen did not immediately ask A Yuan to hand over the things he had just taken. After the master and servant returned to the room, A Yuan said in a telepathic tone: "Madam, it's a note. Fortunately, the charcoal basin hasn't been lit yet. It's only burned a little, so it should be readable."
Tang Chen took the note and asked casually, "What did it say? Did you pay attention to it?"
A Yuan blushed a little embarrassedly and lowered her head, saying, "Madam, you forgot again that I can't read. But don't worry, Madam, I threw my handkerchief in there. When Uncle Wang comes back, the charcoal brazier should be on fire and won't be discovered!"
Tang Chen smiled and said, "Well, A Yuan is quite clever. By the way, have you finished the homework I assigned you last time?"
When A Yuan heard Tang Chen suddenly mention the homework he had given her, she suddenly became nervous: "Not yet. Some of the characters are too complicated. I'm stupid and haven't learned them yet..."
Tang Chen saw that the little girl might not be interested in this, so he stopped asking questions and making things difficult for her. Being illiterate wasn't the most important thing; the key was to be able to distinguish right from wrong. "It's okay, it's always like this at the beginning. When I first started learning to write, it took me a long time to learn even my name. It will get better over time."
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