Chapter 267 In Achu's heart, I am the best man imaginable.
The tall Taoist priest patted the thin Taoist priest on the shoulder, "What did you remember? Tell me quickly."
The skinny Taoist priest rubbed his rumbling stomach and complained with a bitter face.
"Senior brother, we haven't eaten for three days, and you still have the strength to hit me? Did you secretly eat something behind my back?"
The Taoist priest's eyes flashed, and he glared at him with annoyance.
“We’ve always been together. When have I ever eaten anything behind your back?”
"You'd better think of something quickly, where exactly did you see that young Master Shen?"
The skinny Taoist priest's face fell. "I had just remembered, but when you hit me, I forgot again."
"You!" The Taoist priest was so angry he wanted to kick him. "You're such a disappointment! We finally have a chance to have enough to eat and even make a fortune, and you can't even remember it!"
"Get rich while having a full stomach?" The skinny Taoist's eyes immediately lit up. "Senior brother, what opportunity?"
The Taoist priest pointed in the direction Shen Chu had left, "That's the young Master Shen."
Now that Baiyun Temple has been burned down, most of the fellow disciples in the temple have also been burned to death, leaving only the two of us brothers.
We've lived in the same Taoist temple for several years, so we have some connection. He's the son of a marquis, and now he's a top scholar in the imperial examinations, a high-ranking official. Even a small leak from his pocket would be more than we could handle.
At this point, a shrewd calculation flashed in the Taoist priest's eyes.
"As you just saw, this Shen Chu doesn't look like the same person as the Shen Chu who lives in our Taoist temple. Maybe he's an imposter."
If it really is a fake, that would be even better; then we'd have something on him.
Impersonating someone else to take the imperial examination is punishable by beheading.
If he doesn't want to get beheaded, he'll have to obediently feed the two of us. Don't you think we brothers can get rich then?
The skinny Taoist priest's eyes lit up more and more as he thought about it. "What my senior brother said makes sense. We're going to get rich!"
The Taoist priest slapped him, "Quickly think about whether he is Shen Chu or not, and where you have seen him before."
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After agreeing with Li Chengxuan to go to Xiankelai, Shen Chu returned home when the sun was already high in the sky.
Aunt Qiao waited for her in the courtyard.
Aunt Qiao was very happy to see her return safe and sound.
"The news of your accident only came yesterday, and that damned Marquis of Changning brought his men to our door."
He kept saying that if I died, I wouldn't even have anyone to take care of me in my old age, and that as long as I apologized to him and handed over the shop, he would be willing to take me back to his mansion.
Aunt Qiao looked disgusted and spat on the ground.
"Pah! Does he think I'm the kind of person who would go back to an ex?
I really loved him back then, and I was willing to risk my life for him.
Now when I see him, all I can think of is him covered in shit, disgusting!
Putting everything else aside, I can't even eat scallion oil chicken anymore.
She always loved scallion oil chicken, partly because the first meal the Marquis of Changning bought for her was scallion oil chicken.
Shen Chu couldn't help but laugh.
"You drove him away?"
Aunt Qiao curled her lip, "If I didn't chase him away, would I have kept him here for tea? Heh, I had someone beat him out with sticks."
"Ha, if he comes again next time, I'll have someone throw shit and pee on him."
Shen Chu imagined the scene.
Yes, it tastes delicious.
"So, without a sincere heart, good looks, good stamina, and strong skills are useless; you'll still be disgusting."
Aunt Qiao nodded, glanced at Shen Chu's belly, and then winked at Shen Chu.
"The male prostitute I found for you is not only handsome, physically strong, and skilled, but he should also be to your liking, right?"
Otherwise, why do you insist on keeping this child?
Chen Chu frowned. "No, Auntie, don't talk nonsense."
She will keep the child because it is her child, the only person in the world with whom she shares blood ties.
It has nothing to do with Pei Yuan.
Aunt Qiao nudged her with her elbow.
"Oh, I was just kidding. But seriously, you're almost five months pregnant, and your official robes can still cover it up."
"It'll be at most a month before it can't be covered up anymore. You'd better think of a solution quickly."
This wasn't the first time Aunt Qiao had reminded her.
Shen Chu felt somewhat annoyed whenever the topic was brought up before.
But this time, she smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll figure something out."
His Majesty has agreed to allow Lord He to retry Father's case, and it shouldn't be long before Father and the entire Ning'an Marquis's mansion are exonerated.
She will then follow her original plan to fake her death and return to Medicine King Valley to give birth.
Besides, with her senior brother around, it shouldn't be difficult for her to fake her death, right?
What are you thinking about?
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.
Shen Chu turned her head and realized that Aunt Qiao had left at some point, and Pei Yuan had climbed over the wall.
"Your Highness just returned from the palace?"
Pei Yuan nodded and walked to the mat under the eaves, where he sat cross-legged.
"Yes, Father has officially issued an edict to He Zhengxiang. I estimate that the old man will come to you this afternoon to understand the various chains of evidence."
Shen Chu's spirits lifted. "I will definitely cooperate fully."
Pei Yuan remained noncommittal, then continued, "Father Emperor ordered the Flying Eagle Guards to secretly keep an eye on the Feng family and the Eastern Palace, trying to obtain the treasure map and treasure list, and to recover the treasure for the national treasury."
Shen Chu was not surprised.
Ultimately, what His Majesty cares about most is that treasure from the previous dynasty; whether her family was innocent or not is completely irrelevant.
Although she was unwilling, she would accept it if she could use the treasure to remove her family's identity as traitors.
Shen Chu poured a cup of tea and handed it over.
Pei Yuan's slender fingers caressed the teacup as he raised an eyebrow and looked over quietly.
"Achu, what do you think of me?"
Chen Chu looked completely bewildered. "What?"
Pei Yuan pursed his lips slightly.
"You think Li Anning is a good girl, but what about me? Am I a good man?"
When Shen Chu met his stubborn and serious gaze, her scalp tingled.
Before she could gather her thoughts, Pei Yuan put down his teacup and waved his hand dismissively.
"Alright, you don't need to say anything. The look in your eyes tells me that in your eyes, I am a very good man."
Chen Chu.....
Is it okay to ask and answer your own questions?
Pei Yuan propped himself up on his knees, gazing at her with intense eyes.
"Look, this prince can not only save you from dire straits, but also be broad-minded, gentle and considerate. He can command the Flying Eagle Guards, and also cut potato shreds and cook."
Someone as talented as me, capable in both literary and martial arts, able to grace a formal occasion and cook a delicious meal, surely I am a top-notch man?
Ah Chu, what do you think?
Chen Chu.....
You shouldn't have the surname Pei; you should have the surname Wang, the self-praising Wang.
Faced with the intimidation in the other party's eyes, she forced a dry laugh.
"Of course, Your Highness is the best man ever."
Pei Yuan's amorous peach blossom eyes instantly filled with a shimmering smile.
"I knew that in Achu's heart, I was the best man in the world."
You've really gone too far.
Shen Chu rubbed her face and asked weakly, "Your Highness, just tell me, how do you want me to repay your life-saving grace?"
Pei Yuan smiled and held up five fingers.
Startled, Shen Chu sat up straight abruptly.
"Fifty thousand taels? Isn't that too much?"
Pei Yuan raised his jade-bone fan in an annoyed manner.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Shen Chu shrank her neck and cried out in surprise with her eyes closed.
The jade-bone fan paused in mid-air for a moment before finally falling.
Instead, Pei Yuan's large hand roughly ruffled her hair.
"It's not money, think of something else."
Shen Chu looked bewildered. "Don't want money?"
What's the point of holding up five fingers?
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