It must be said that after all Xiahou Qing said, it was only this sentence that brought Xiahou Chun back to his senses: "Really, is that so?"
Xiahou Qing explained, "I know you can't accept this all at once. I don't blame you. Just take your time. Once you've calmed down, I'll send you another errand. Now is a critical moment. If we can win this battle, not only Liang, but even Nanyue will be in our hands. When everything is settled, I'll take you back to Nanyue to see our Xiahou family's ancestral hall. Do you remember what I promised you before?"
"……Remember."
Xiahou Qing said that he understood Xiahou Chun's temperament very well. He was sometimes slow and indecisive because he was easily swayed by his emotions. As long as he still remembered his father's kindness in raising him, Wang Wu's five years of bewitching him would not matter.
After a long sigh of relief, Xiahou Qing signaled the secret guards to clean up Wang Wu's body and walked out of the courtyard with Xiahou Chun, saying, "Just remember it. Let's go back and have a good rest. I've asked someone to prepare some hot water for you. A bath will help clear your mind."
After Xiahou Jun blew out the candle in the room, he squatted in the corner, huddled in the darkness, and asked, "Who is lying?"
The next morning, Xiahou Jun took the opportunity to go out and relax and found a small tavern on the long street. Upon entering, the owner saw that a customer had finally arrived and personally greeted him: "Sir, I wonder what you are thinking of?"
The tavern was deserted, and Xiahou Jun, wrapped up tightly, was clearly not a drinker. To avoid being discovered, Xiahou Jun remained silent, handing the bloodstained jade hairpin that Wang Wu had given him to the innkeeper.
After the shopkeeper took a quick look at the jade hairpin's composition and material, he led Xiahou Chun into the inner room and said, "I wonder if you are looking for this jade hairpin or any information related to it?"
"News, these are the deposits," Xiahou Jun said, and threw a bag of money that was so heavy that it could kill someone on the table.
After confirming the amount of silver in the bag, the shopkeeper said cunningly, "...We have accepted the deposit. According to the amount, please come to our store tomorrow at this time to retrieve the jade hairpin. We will definitely repair it."
The material of this lily hairpin wasn't particularly rare, and its form was simple, offering nothing special. To investigate its origins, one had to investigate the carving. Although they'd agreed to a day and a night, it was still a significant amount of work for the black market. The shopkeeper had assumed the man was desperate and a fat sheep, so he agreed to the offer.
...On the night after spending a high price to search for information about the jade hairpin on the black market, Xiahou Jun secretly returned to Wang Wu's room to see if he could find anything new.
He was somewhat surprised to find no secret guards stationed around Wang Wu's courtyard. Once he entered the house, seeing the spotlessly clean, empty room, he couldn't help but feel like giving up. It was obvious that Xiahou Qing had already had everything related to Wang Wu removed. If there was anything useful left, it should be in Xiahou Qing's possession by now.
Thinking that he had come all the way here and couldn't just go back without doing anything, Xiahou Jun sorted out his thoughts and then searched the house carefully and thoroughly.
However, Xiahou Jun searched around but found nothing except tables, chairs, and benches. "...Could it be that Wang Wu was really lying to me? Why is there nothing here? If it's really like he said, after all the years he's been in Tianshu Tower, he should have made other preparations. It's impossible for important things to be taken away so easily."
Xiahou Jun, who was slumped on the ground and began to doubt his life, couldn't figure it out, so he subconsciously slapped the wall with his hand. He didn't know whether it was because he was too lucky or fate was guiding him, but when he slapped the wall, the bookshelf suddenly moved, revealing the secret passage hidden behind the wall.
"Is this, a secret passage?"
Upon seeing the secret passage, Xiahou Jun wasn't overly surprised. After all, Xiahou Qing had personally sent someone to clean the place, so it was possible that the secret room had already been cleared. However, Xiahou Jun should have been grateful to someone tonight: the guard codenamed C. If he hadn't discovered the mechanism when he came to help clean the room and hadn't found a way to stop it, he might not have seen what happened next.
Xiahou Jun looked at the dark secret passage, let out a long sigh, stood up, and walked in without hesitation. When he came out again, although his eyes were red, his steps were obviously much lighter than when he went in. "Maybe, I know what I should do next. How ridiculous."
After confirming that Xiahou Jun hadn't taken anything suspicious from the house, the secret guard reported all of Xiahou Jun's actions today to Xiahou Qing, except for the tavern. In fact, as soon as Xiahou Jun left the tavern, the Tianshu Tower staff went in to get information. However, the black market has its own rules. If a customer's information could be easily discovered, their business would have been ruined long ago.
Three days later, Xiahou Jun sorted out all his emotions, went to find Xiahou Qing in person, and returned to his previous position in Tianshu Tower, but from then on, there was no one by his side.
...In the small town outside Zhiyoulin, the frequency of memorials being sent in was obviously much less than before. Lin Feng saw that the door of Shi Zairong's study was not closed, so he walked in directly thinking that Shi Zairong was inside.
Shi Zairong was frightened by Lin Feng's sudden return and threw the memorial he had just held in his hand under the bed in a panic.
Lin Feng rarely saw him in such a funny and flustered state, and his curiosity was aroused. He stared at the bed and asked, "What are you hiding secretly? A picture of a beauty?"
Shi Zairong coughed twice and said, "I'm not hiding anything. Didn't you go to the northwest courtyard? Why did you come back so soon?"
Seeing that he didn't want to talk much, Lin Feng didn't ask any more questions and explained, "I thought I should ask you to go and see it together. After all, it's something worth celebrating."
Shi Zairong said, "You go out and wait for me first. I'll come after I change my clothes."
"Whatever," Lin Feng said, then turned around and walked out of the room, helping to close the study door.
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