Chapter 147 His Highness is troubled by love.
Pei Yuan paused, his hand gripping the carriage curtain, his voice cold and deep, "When has this prince ever explained anything to anyone?"
Jinbao pouted and whispered, "Things are different now than before. Your Highness and Lord Shen have a very close relationship now. It wouldn't be good if a misunderstanding were to arise."
"Now that Your Highness has sought justice for Lord Shen, you should let him know, so as not to discourage him."
The phrase "close relationship" reminded Pei Yuan of Shen Chu's words once again.
Shen Chu wished she had nothing to do with him.
His eyes churned with emotion, and he suddenly pulled down the curtain. "We're just ordinary colleagues, there's no deep connection between us."
Jinbao muttered, "But you guys clearly slept together."
brush.
The carriage curtain was pulled open again, and Pei Yuan's gaze was as cold as ice. "Forget about this matter. If you bring it up again in the future, you'll have to go and collect twenty lashes yourself."
Jinbao shrank back, "It's easy for this servant to forget, but can Your Highness forget?"
There was silence inside the carriage, followed by a cold snort, "Return to the manor."
Jinbao reluctantly climbed onto the carriage and sighed silently.
In his opinion, although Lord Shen was a man, he was a good match for his prince.
What's wrong with the man? As long as two people care about each other and are of one mind, they can stand shoulder to shoulder against the storms of this world and live happily ever after.
Isn't this better than those couples who sleep in the same bed but dream different dreams?
Unfortunately, when His Highness was ten years old, the Third Prince always sought opportunities to touch His Highness inappropriately and even tried to drug and molest him, leaving His Highness with a deep trauma.
Your Highness, if you want to be with Lord Shen, you must first overcome the hurdle in your own heart.
Jinbao sighed and cracked his whip, then looked up and saw a figure approaching from around the corner, and his eyes lit up.
Sigh.
He reined in his horse, raised his whip, and shouted, "Young Master Shen, what a coincidence!"
Sitting inside the car, Pei Yuanhu's body trembled, and he subconsciously raised his hand to lift a corner of the car curtain.
As the sun sets in the west, a person walking around the corner is bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, their smile as warm as a spring breeze, chatting and laughing with a girl in red beside them.
Pei Yuan narrowed his peach blossom eyes, his gaze sweeping over the girl in red, before suddenly pulling down the curtain.
The sound of Jinbao and Shen Chu talking could be heard outside.
"What a coincidence! Where did you come from, Eunuch Jinbao?" Shen Chu heard Jinbao's voice, smiled, and walked over to greet him, glancing at the carriage subconsciously.
"This servant accompanied Your Highness to the Marquis of Changning's residence to visit Lord Shen, and coincidentally we ran into him on the street."
Shen Chu's heart skipped a beat; Pei Yuan was in the car right now.
Jinbao said with a smile, "His Highness is already aware of what happened at Rongbaozhai today and has already reprimanded the heir of the Marquis of Changxing. Tomorrow, Miss Xie will be sent away from the capital. I hope..."
"Jinbao! Shut up." Pei Yuan's cold voice came from inside the car.
Jinbao suddenly covered his mouth, but his eyes rolled around.
Since he's already explained everything, there's no harm in him keeping quiet.
Shen Chu rubbed her fingers together, somewhat shocked.
She guessed that Xie Qingqiu was behind the rumors, so she thought she would let Pei Yuan handle it first.
But unexpectedly, Pei Yuan sent Xie Qingqiu away from the capital. Was it because of her?
She remained silent for a moment, then walked to the right side of the carriage and bowed politely, saying, "Thank you, Sixth Prince, for handling this matter impartially."
Through the carriage curtain, Pei Yuan's voice was somewhat indifferent, "If my people do something wrong, it is naturally my responsibility to deal with it, not because of Lord Shen."
Chen Chu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt inexplicably uneasy.
At this moment, Li Anning walked over and greeted him, "This humble woman greets Your Highness, the Sixth Prince."
The carriage curtain was lifted slightly, revealing Pei Yuan's sharp jawline and prominent nose.
"Young ladies from the Marquis of Wu'an's residence, what brings you two here?"
Completely different from his usual playful and mocking tone, his voice was cold and deep, and his gaze never fell on Chen Chu.
Shen Chu pursed her lips and remained silent.
Li Anning spoke quickly and directly: "Young Master Shen wants to buy some books on the Northern Rong language. I happen to know a little about it, so I helped Young Master Shen pick out some books."
Unfortunately, Rongbaozhai, which claims to have a vast collection of books, does not have a single book about the Northern Rong language.
"Well, Lord Shen is just about to escort my daughter home as it gets late."
A language book of the Northern Rong?
Shen Chu wanted to learn the Northern Rong language?
Pei Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly, "Young Master Shen is indeed diligent and eager to learn."
Li Anning said with a grin, "Right? I didn't expect Your Highness to admire Lord Shen just like me."
I also think that Young Master Shen is diligent, studious, and erudite; even his way of disciplining people is different from others.
She looked at Shen Chu with sparkling eyes, "I have never met anyone as interesting as Lord Shen."
Pei Yuan's mocking smile cracked slightly.
Is Li Anning an idiot? Does he really think Li Anning is praising Chen Chu?
Shen Chu smiled and cupped her hands in greeting to Li Anning, "Only after Miss Li praised me like that did I realize how many good qualities I have."
Li Anning reached out and patted her shoulder, "No problem, no problem. In my opinion, Lord Shen is good from head to toe."
The two couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
Pei Yuan suddenly found the scene before him incredibly jarring. He abruptly lowered the curtain and said coldly, "In that case, I, the prince, will not disturb Lord Shen's chivalrous act of escorting the beauty. Jinbao, return to the manor."
Jinbao sighed inwardly and drove the carriage away.
Upon returning to the Sixth Prince's residence, Pei Yuan went straight to the kitchen with a sullen face.
When the kitchen staff saw him come in, they exchanged a glance, silently carried out a basket of potatoes, washed them, and placed them on the table.
Jinbao leaned against the doorway and sighed.
Alright, here he comes, here he comes, His Highness who loves cutting potato shreds is back again.
Since His Highness and Lord Shen have become closer, His sleep has improved day by day.
Your Highness hasn't cut potato shreds for two months.
Watching Pei Yuan skillfully pick up the kitchen knife, peel, slice, and shred the potatoes with deft knife work, the resulting potato shreds were as thin as hair, crystal clear.
The faster he chopped, the paler the people in the kitchen looked.
The steward leaned close to Jinbao and whispered, "What happened? It's not bedtime yet!"
His Highness usually only cuts potato shreds when he can't sleep.
Jinbao sighed. What else could have happened? His Highness was troubled by love.
And it was all for a man.
His Highness can't get over his own inner turmoil, and he can't let go of Lord Shen, so he can only torture himself... No, it's them who are being tortured by slicing potatoes.
"Grandpa Jinbao, hurry up and think of a solution! If we keep cutting them like this, will we be eating potato shreds for the next two weeks?"
The kitchen servants all bowed and greeted Jinbao.
They finally said goodbye to stir-fried shredded potatoes, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and stir-fried shredded potatoes with meat... They really wanted to die if they ate them again.
Jinbao didn't want to eat shredded potatoes either; his mind was racing.
How did you stop His Highness from cutting potato shreds in the past?
Uh, it seems like His Highness was allowed to keep cutting until dawn.
But it's only just gotten dark.
Jinbao suddenly remembered something, and stepped forward with a grin, asking in a low voice, "Your Highness, didn't Lord Shen want to learn the Northern Rong language? Perhaps you could..."
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