Seeing that Tang Chen had discovered their tracks, the few people did not intend to escape or to silence them. They just bowed slightly to Tang Chen and said, "Your Majesty would like to invite Miss Tang to the banks of the Ming River for a chat."
Tang Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "What if I refuse?" Although the tone of his voice was very tough, Tang Chen was actually panicking inside.
The situation was clear enough: these people weren't Liang Shuyi's subordinates, let alone any old acquaintances. She remembered that she'd been very restrained recently and hadn't offended anyone. Could it be that a competitor was trying to suppress her Chun Zai Tang through some shady means?
The men who came were aggressive, outnumbered, and spoke forcefully, as if they had already made up their minds to take her away. They didn't even give her a chance to refuse: "I want to talk to you, young lady."
Tang Chen looked at the few people. His original pretense was completely reduced to ashes in front of those gleaming blades. "...Put away your knives. This is just a conversation. Let's be safe. Be safe."
...Led by the group of unknown origins, Tang Chen left the city and came to the riverside. There was a handsome man with a mustache fishing by the river. The guards around him were dressed similarly to the group of people who had "held her hostage."
Without waiting for the man to speak, Tang Chen took the initiative to walk forward a few steps and said, "Sir, I wonder what you can do for me."
When the handsome uncle with a small mustache saw Tang Chen's face, he stood up slowly with a moved expression: "Your face..."
Upon hearing this, Tang Chen immediately understood what was going on and imagined a gruesome martial arts drama of love, hate, passion, and vengeance. Before the mustache-wearing man could say anything else, she spoke first, "I know I'm incredibly beautiful, but you can save yourself the fuss about something so obvious. If you truly need something from Tang Chen, please speak directly. If you've mistaken me for someone else, please send me back to where you brought me from."
After saying this, Tang Chen couldn't help but complain in his heart. Her way of speaking, her posture and expression, were completely different from Wang Yanzhou's. If her guess was correct, then Wang Yanzhou was still involved in her kidnapping this time.
Ever since she learned that Wang Yanzhou had once used a face similar to hers, and coincidentally, a pseudonym, she knew that a gambling addict like him would definitely bring her trouble, it was just a matter of time. Now, the "retribution" was delayed but it arrived.
After sizing up Tang Chen, the mustache man sat back on his bamboo stool, somewhat disappointed. While picking up his fishing rod, he waved his hand and said, "Let her go. I'm afraid she doesn't know anything."
"yes."
Thus, Tang Chen, who had been inexplicably captured, was inexplicably released. Although these people threatened her and asked her to swear that she would never make this matter public, she still believed that this matter had some inexplicable connection with Wang Yanzhou, so no matter what, she had to inform him. His injuries were still not healed, and if these people really had some evil intentions, it would be wise to make plans early.
After Tang Chen confirmed that the person who escorted him out of the city had left, he sprinted a hundred meters and quickly ran back to his courtyard. Wang Yanzhou, who was bored in the main hall, saw Tang Chen running in breathlessly from outside. He looked at the closed bedroom door, then looked at Tang Chen who had already entered, and couldn't help but sigh: "...After not seeing you for a few days, you've actually learned to climb over the wall."
Before anyone could drink, Tang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and grabbed Wang Yanzhou's arm with a serious expression: "Don't talk about me for now, something happened, something serious!"
Six months later, although Tang Chen was still impulsive, he was much more resourceful when encountering problems. Wang Yanzhou saw her anxious look as she ran back and guessed that Tang Chen might have encountered something when she climbed over the wall. "Don't worry, talk slowly and calm down first."
After Tang Chen described to Wang Yanzhou how he was suddenly "invited" away and the appearance of the man with a mustache he saw by the river outside the city, Wang Yanzhou was silent for a while. Then he just told Tang Chen to try not to go out in the next few days and was anxious to leave.
Seeing this, Tang Chen immediately blocked his way at the door, preventing him from leaving. She still had some things she didn't understand, and if she didn't ask now, she might not get the chance to hear his explanation next time. "So, that mustache guy really came looking for you. Who is he? And what's your relationship with him? An enemy or something else?"
Wang Yanzhou knew Tang Chen's temper. There were some things she didn't want to know, and she wouldn't care even if you whispered it in her ear. But if she really wanted to know, he would make sure to find out.
The matter of the mustache wasn't a secret, but the relationship between them was indeed quite complicated. "I can't explain it to you in a few words right now. Anyway, be obedient."
"...Your injury hasn't healed yet, so please take care of yourself. Goodbye!"
After saying that, Tang Chen pushed Wang Yanzhou out of the door and slammed it shut. Wang Yanzhou, who was standing outside the room, knew that she was angry and suddenly felt a little regretful.
He had impulsively sent Lin Feng away, but he hadn't expected the man to show up in person. If Lin Feng were here, he'd have less to worry about with Tang Chen. He wasn't sure if the man would attack Tang Chen, and precisely because of that uncertainty, he wanted to protect her. Firstly, Tang Chen had nothing to do with their feud, and secondly, he'd grown accustomed to her presence. Habits are terrible things; once formed, they can take a lifetime to break.
When Wang Yanzhou and Chen Xin arrived at the place Tang Chen mentioned, the man was no longer there by the river...
Yan Shaoqing had just returned from Huayue Tower and was planning to pack up some things and stay at Yue Sheng's place for a while before taking him away. Just as he was about to leave, a visitor arrived at the mansion who he could not refuse.
The middle-aged man with a wispy mustache Tang Chen had met by the river was respectfully welcomed into the General's residence by Yan Shaoqing. His father was far away at the border, and his grandmother had recently gone to a nunnery outside the city to chant sutras and pray for blessings. He had originally thought he could leave without hindrance, but he had never expected the ruler of this country to make a secret visit, even to the home of one of his ministers, and request to stay temporarily.
Among the younger generations of the wealthy and powerful, the royal family, Yan Shaoqing stood out in terms of character, appearance, talent, and ability. Naturally, he became the most eye-catching among the children of this aristocratic family.
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