Chapter 222 Young Master Shen confesses his feelings to His Highness, it's heartbreaking.
Jinbao usually serves Pei Yuan closely and knows every accessory he wears very well.
I noticed that his hand was constantly adjusting his hair ornament, and his hand kept unconsciously turning the hairpin on his head.
Jinbao's eyes lit up, and he instantly grasped the key point.
"Was the hairpin Your Highness used to tie your hair a gift from Lord Shen?"
My goodness, Mr. Shen is so skillful! The gift he gave was both thoughtful and perfectly captured the essence of the occasion.
Pei Yuan finally smiled after hearing those words.
"Heh, Jinbao knows how to talk. Come closer and take a look. There are patterns on the hairpin. Chen Chu carved them herself."
Jinbao leaned closer for a look and exclaimed, "Young Master Shen, you have such skillful hands! This big dog is sculpted so realistically!"
Pei Yuan kicked it, saying, "It's a wolf."
Jinbao rubbed his bottom, looking completely bewildered.
Do wolves all look like dogs these days?
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Pei Yuan scoffed.
Jinbao's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a grin:
"Who says this servant didn't understand? In this servant's opinion, it is clearly Your Highness who didn't understand."
Pei Yuan frowned. "What do you mean?"
Jinbao leaned closer and said with a smile, "Young Master Shen carved a wolf."
"Nonsense, of course I know it's a wolf. So what if it's a wolf?"
Jinbao winked at him, "Wolf, also means lad, lad."
Lord Shen is clearly using his birthday as an opportunity to express his feelings to Your Highness.
Sun Yan, who was standing to the side, was so shocked that he almost fell over on the spot.
He stumbled and leaned against the wall to steady himself, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Jinbao.
A homophonic explanation would also work?
As expected of Jinbao, such a tricky angle is something that not everyone could come up with.
Pei Yuan was so startled that he sat up straight abruptly.
"You mean that's what Shen Chu actually meant?"
Jinbao nodded, "Otherwise what? Young Master Shen has so many choices, why did he choose the wolf?"
Pei Yuan felt a mix of emotions.
Could it be that Shen Chu felt the same way he did for Shen Chu?
Is it possible for him to understand it that way?
Just then, someone outside suddenly reported.
"Your Highness, Liu Feng has come to request an audience."
Pei Yuan subconsciously straightened the hairpin on his head and said, "Let him in."
After the Third Prince passed away, Liu Feng returned to Qingfeng Tower and continued to be the young master Liu Feng.
After Pei Yuan saw Xie Qingqiu off, Liu Feng took over Qingfeng Tower.
The fact that they've come in person can only mean that something's wrong at Qingfeng Tower.
Liu Feng came in and reported, "Your Highness, Lord Shen just arrived at Qingfeng Tower."
What?
Qingfeng Tower?
Pei Yuan's gaze darkened slightly. "What was he doing at Qingfeng Tower?"
Liu Feng said, "He asked Qingfeng Tower for help, giving them a 10,000 tael silver note, requesting that Qingfeng Tower help him investigate an old case. The sooner the news, the better, preferably within two days."
"Old stories?" Pei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly. "Investigate what?"
Liu Feng stepped forward and whispered his report.
Pei Yuan frowned slightly.
Why is Shen Chu investigating these things? What does he want to do?
"Your Highness, should we take this case? After all, it's something from over a decade ago, and it's not easy to investigate."
The true master behind Qingfeng Tower is Pei Yuan. On the surface, it is a brothel, and the person in charge is the courtesan Xie Qingqiu.
But in reality, Qingfeng Tower has an extremely complex intelligence network behind it, and it also collects information on buying and selling.
Pei Yuan frowned. "Answer it, of course you should. I'll send two more people to you. Make sure you find out exactly what she wants."
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Two more days have passed in the blink of an eye. Today is the day that Marquis Changning officially recognizes Consort Qiao as his wife.
The invitations sent by the Marquis's residence were mainly for some relatives of the Marquis of Changning.
Aunt Qiao was getting ready in her room early in the morning.
The bright red wedding dress embroidered with peony and vine patterns made Aunt Qiao look even more beautiful and charming.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyebrows and eyes radiating an undisguised smile.
"Achu, is it pretty?"
Shen Chu leaned against the door frame, nodding and smiling.
"This wedding dress suits Aunt's complexion very well. Aunt looks radiant and beautiful in it."
Aunt Qiao was so charmed by him that she covered her mouth and laughed, saying coquettishly:
"You child, when did you learn to speak like your father, with such a glib tongue?"
Shen Chu pouted, "I was telling the truth, unlike him."
Aunt Qiao's smile faltered slightly. "Are you still angry with the Marquis?"
Chen Chu remained noncommittal.
Aunt Qiao stepped forward, took her hand, and whispered:
"Today is my special day. I've been looking forward to this day for over a decade. Over the years, I've done many things to keep the Marquis's heart, hoping to spend my life with him."
For this, I even sacrificed you, raising you as a boy when you were so young in a Taoist temple.
These past few years haven't been easy for my son and me. Ah Chu, please, for my sake, at least don't clash with the Marquis today, okay?
Aunt Qiao looked at Shen Chu with a pleading expression.
Shen Chu rubbed her fingers together, feeling a tightness in her chest.
She felt sorry for the real Achu.
Aunt Qiao was absolutely in love with Marquis Changning.
For his sake, she endured not visiting the Taoist temple to see her child even once in seventeen years, thinking that sending money every month was enough.
If she had visited even once, or paid a little more attention to the child, she would have realized long ago that she was not the Shen Chu she had carried for ten months.
From childhood to adulthood, how much Achu longed for her parents to visit her, to spend a day with her, or even just half a day?
But all that awaited them was repeated disappointment and heartbreak.
Nevertheless, the person Ah Chu thought of at the end of her life was still Aunt Qiao.
She hoped that Aunt Qiao would live a happy life and have someone to rely on in her old age.
But what happiness can one find by following a hypocritical villain like Marquis Changning?
"Achu, will you promise me?"
Seeing that she remained silent, Aunt Qiao squeezed her hand and pleaded softly.
Shen Chu pursed her lips and nodded gently.
"Okay, I promise I'll watch you two get married quietly."
As for what happens after the ceremony, that's a different story.
Aunt Qiao didn't understand her meaning and thought that she had agreed to reconcile with Marquis Changning, so she was overjoyed.
After a while, a servant came from outside to urge them on.
"The auspicious time is approaching, Madam. Please move to the flower hall in front."
Shen Chu picked up the red veil from the table and placed it on Aunt Qiao's head.
"Auntie, let's go. I'll take you there."
She took Aunt Qiao's hand and led her to the front of the flower hall.
Marquis Changning was waiting at the entrance of the hall.
The people standing in the hall were all relatives and elders of the Shen family of the Marquis of Changning.
Shen Yan and Shen Qingshuang stood behind. When they saw Shen Chu helping Aunt Qiao appear, intense hatred appeared on the faces of both siblings.
Shen Qingshuang, in particular, looked at Shen Chu with such hatred that she wanted to pounce on her and tear her apart.
Shen Chu smiled slightly at her and placed Aunt Qiao's hand into Marquis Changning's hand.
Then, watching as Marquis Changning and Consort Qiao stepped over the brazier and kowtowed to each other in the wedding ceremony.
Shen Chu stood up when the Master of Ceremonies shouted the last words: "Send them to the bridal chamber."
"Wait a minute."
All eyes were on Shen Chu.
Shen Chu smiled slightly and strode towards the center of the flower hall.
The real show is about to begin.
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