Shang Shaoyan glanced at the bright red nail polish on his hands and said slowly, "Oh, he is the seventh prince of Northern Zhou, the one who came to Southern Chen as a hostage a few months ago."
Shang Yunlan was shocked: "You, you're keeping a Northern Zhou prince as your concubine? Are you trying to rebel?"
Shang Shaoyan's eyes widened: "I was going to rebel anyway!"
Shang Yunlan: "..."
He wiped his face and said with some difficulty, "I mean, he's not angry?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Shaoyan immediately frowned and said, "This is the problem I'm finding troublesome right now."
She paused, then said seriously, "He doesn't know I've discovered his identity. His willingness to return to the manor with me under the guise of a musician must mean he has ulterior motives. I originally thought that keeping him under our noses would be more advantageous than disadvantageous, and it would also give us a pretext to extend our reach into the royal family, but..."
Shang Yunlan pondered for a moment and said, "Isn't this good? What exactly is wrong?"
When Shang Shaoyan thought of Qiao Xiuyu's pretentious, vase-like face, he couldn't help but facepalm and recount his observations and guesses.
After hearing this, Shang Yunlan's expression was somewhat complicated.
But soon, he realized a possibility—could this Qiao Xiuyu be pretending to be weak while actually being strong?
Yes, very likely!
He pretended not to understand his sister's probing, using a clever and evasive approach to lull her into a false sense of security, so that he could gather more information! Thinking of this, Shang Yunlan's gaze changed slightly, revealing a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, as if she were still the young and ruthless richest man in China in the 21st century.
He looked up, wanting to say something, but saw his younger sister, whom he had raised with great difficulty in his previous life, with a worried face. In just one year since he transmigrated here, his sister had become much more haggard (actually because she had rubbed off her lip rouge while eating). She hadn't touched any of the snacks he had here (because she had eaten too much on the palanquin). He thought she must be very tired, so he swallowed the words he wanted to say.
Well then, Qiao Xiuyu should keep a close eye on things himself. It's not easy for my sister to find someone she likes, so I shouldn't be too demanding.
Thinking of this, Shang Yunlan's handsome face softened slightly. He smiled and looked at Shang Shaoyan: "It seems there's nothing wrong. You just need to have fun with him."
He paused, then added, "Please take precautions."
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
She took a deep breath—she had lost count of how many times she had been speechless today.
Shang Shaoyan looked at Shang Yunlan with a hint of despair: "I'm only sixteen this year, you're really something else!"
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