Chapter 27: Tablet
Shen He was completely stunned.
Like being struck by lightning!
Yan Qingyu's words were like an ice-hardened knife, stabbing into her heart!
What does this mean?
No!
impossible!
In the previous life, the gentleman was obviously fine now!
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant: her father's hesitation to speak, the servants' frightened avoidance, and Yan Qingyu's rage and guilt at the moment?
Yes, guilty conscience! Exactly guilty conscience!
Chen He suddenly raised his head, and the astonishment and confusion in his almond-shaped eyes, which were originally as clear as spring water, disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by a chilling coldness and a sharp insight into the world!
She stared at Yan Qingyu tightly, her eyes seemed to be frozen with ice, and a smile that was extremely light but cold enough to penetrate the bone marrow appeared on her lips.
"Master Yan."
Her voice was not loud, but it had a power that penetrated people's hearts: "Why are you so excited?"
"Die with your eyes closed? Who are you cursing? Are you cursing the gentleman?"
Yan Qingyu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his face suddenly became even gloomier, as if water could almost drip from it.
What's going on with Chen He today? !
Her eyes and aura are completely different from the little girl who used to cry and chase for the "truth"!
It's like he's become a completely different person!
Chen He caught a fleeting flash of panic in Yan Qingyu's eyes, and the sneer in his heart became deeper.
In her previous life, she only pieced together some of the truth from Xiao Jingren and Shen Jiao's conceited boasting before her death.
Yan Qingyu, this seemingly pedantic and conservative scholar, had secretly defected to the Third Prince Xiao Jingren many years ago!
The "neutral position" advocated by Yunshan Academy is nothing but an absurd farce!
"Master Yan," Chen He spoke again, a subtle hint of sarcasm in his tone, like a breeze blowing across a quiet lake, creating subtle ripples. "Who in this world doesn't know the resentment you harbor about your position as the dean of Yunshan Academy?"
"However……"
Her voice changed slightly, and her eyes suddenly changed, sharp as a cold light piercing the forest.
"I've heard that there are some people who, in order to cling to power and influence, will do anything they can. It seems that any means in the world can be used by them."
"For example, clearing away all obstacles in the way for the future master?"
"Master Yan, please comment on what kind of outcome will someone who behaves like this ultimately face?"
"After all..." She paused and glanced at him meaningfully, "His Royal Highness the Third Prince is not someone who cares about old times."
"Isn't it the most common thing in this world for a chess piece that has lost its effectiveness to be easily discarded?" Her voice was calm, but it carried a chill that could not be ignored.
"You--!!!" Yan Qingyu seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt. He staggered and took a step back involuntarily. All the blood color disappeared from his face in an instant, leaving only a pale color!
Shock came like a tide, drowning him.
I couldn't believe it, as if I had heard the most ridiculous statement in the world.
There is also a fear hidden deep in my heart, quietly spreading and climbing up every limb.
How could she know?!
This is top secret!
Apart from him and the few most important people around the Third Prince, it is impossible for anyone else to know!
How could Shen He possibly know? !
Could it be that the Third Prince was careless and let the news leak out?
No! That's absolutely not true!
"Chen He!" Yan Qingyu was furious, his voice distorted by indignation and fear, "Don't try to confuse right and wrong here. You are so mean and want to smear someone's innocence!" He pointed at Chen He, his finger trembling so much that he almost broke the void.
"Yunshan Academy, a pure land, has always been aloof and neutral! How can we allow a lowly person like you to sully the majesty of the royal family and tarnish the academy's century-old reputation!"
"I think you've really lost your mind!" He roared, his voice echoing in the empty academy with an irrefutable majesty.
"Someone, come here! Expel this girl from the academy immediately and never let her take another step forward!" The order was as biting as a cold wind, but it failed to shake Shen He in the slightest.
Her gaze passed him and turned to the quiet path leading to "Qingjin Cottage".
There, was her most beloved husband.
"Whether you give in or not, it doesn't matter to me anymore." Chen He's words fell softly, with an unshakable determination in his calmness, like the tough ice in spring, quiet but sharp.
"Sir, I swear to visit your study today." Every word seemed to be dug out from the deepest part of his heart, carrying unspeakable determination and persistence.
After she finished speaking, she turned around without even glancing at Yan Qingyu's face, which had turned almost iron-gray. She walked away with firm steps.
"Stop her! You must stop her!" Yan Qingyu's voice was filled with astonishment and anger, exploding like thunder.
"Who dares to touch me!" Chen He's response contained unquestionable majesty, and his roar was shocking.
Several guards from the academy who came upon hearing the news looked at each other with hesitation, and for a moment no one dared to step forward.
In this brief moment of hesitation, Chen He, like a nimble swallow, nimbly bypassed Yan Qingyu and headed straight for Qingjin Cottage with quick steps.
"How can this be!" Yan Qingyu was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He wanted to chase after her, but Chen He's resolute back was like an invisible barrier, which made him feel inexplicably frightened and his steps became hesitant involuntarily.
Shen He rushed all the way.
The green bamboos in my memory are still tall and green, as if time has never left any trace on them. The small building also maintains its unique elegance and tranquility, so quiet that you can almost hear the gentle footsteps of time.
However, all of this seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable silence, a silence that penetrated into the bone marrow and made people's hearts tighten involuntarily.
She pushed open the familiar wooden door.
"Squeak--" The sound of the door hinge turning seemed particularly harsh in the silence, but it also carried a long-lost sense of intimacy.
Desk, bookshelf, Mr.'s handwritten inscription hanging on the wall, chessboard by the window...
Everything was almost exactly the same as she remembered when she last left.
It was as if the gentleman had merely stepped out of the doorway to keep a brief appointment and would soon return, with that same unchanging tenderness, softly calling her name: "Linglong."
However……
Chen He's gaze suddenly fixed on the small rosewood table behind the desk.
There are no longer the tea sets or ancient books that were placed there in the past.
Instead, there was a black lacquer with gold, solemn and cold——
Tablet!
!!!!!!!!!!!!
Above, dragon and phoenix totems are dancing gracefully, and among the delicate carvings, a line of handwriting is clearly visible, so clear that it seems to penetrate the dust of time - "The spirit tablet of our late teacher, whose name is Qing Xiu Yan Gong."
Suddenly, it was as if the sky split open and a bolt of thunder struck Shen He!
Her body trembled violently, as if struck by thousands of lightning bolts at the same time!
Chen He staggered a few steps, almost losing the strength to stand due to the sudden shock, and was on the verge of falling.
How could this be?!
Spiritual tablet? !
It's the master's spirit tablet?!
No!
This is absolutely not true!
This is all too ridiculous!
This must be Yan Qingyu's trick! It was him who orchestrated all this! It must be him!!!
This can’t be true!!!
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