"Are you just trying to shirk responsibility?" Chi Yan asked, her expression once again aggrieved.
"I didn't... Fine, then how do you want me to compensate you?"
Chi Yan pretended to think, and said sincerely, "Then you have to let me stay in your mansion for three months, and you have to appear immediately whenever I want to see you. You can't hide from me or deliberately avoid me."
Leng Qingning said with difficulty, "Staying for three months is no problem, but I have things to do most of the time. Do you expect me to appear immediately if you say you want to see me halfway through the outhouse?"
Chi Yan chuckled. "No need for that, I know what I'm doing. I won't bother you while you're working."
Although Leng Qingning was puzzled as to why he would ask to stay for three months, she couldn't bring herself to refuse when she saw his face.
In addition, she felt somewhat guilty, so even if he wanted to do something, as long as it didn't threaten the lives of the people in the manor, she could turn a blind eye to the rest.
Most importantly, her sixth sense told her that this man wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
“Okay.” Leng Qingning readily agreed.
Having achieved his goal, Chi Yan felt much relieved. He had come to negotiate with Leng Qingning, and he intended to stay and complete his mission. As for the token? Of course, they couldn't find it…
Chi Yan resumed his usual smug and arrogant expression.
Cang Yuan's cold eyes grew even colder, and he looked at Chi Yan as if he were looking at a dead man.
Very good!
The wife might be soft-hearted and easily deceived, but he won't be. We'll see.
At the courtyard gate, Wen Yanche witnessed all of this and silently turned to leave.
Main campus
Langyue said indignantly, "Young Master, that Young Master Chi is obviously not a good person. I think he is very scheming. Even Vice Minister Cang was defeated by him."
Changfeng scolded, "Why are you still so talkative? Have you forgotten about what happened last time so quickly? Even the young lord didn't say anything."
"I'm just worried about our young master. That young master Chi seems to be much more cunning than the other young masters. Yesterday His Highness threatened to beat him up, but today His Highness was completely fooled by him and let him stay. What will happen to our young master? His Highness is still angry."
"How dare you say that? If you hadn't been talking nonsense, how could His Highness have misunderstood the young master?"
Wen Yanche interrupted the two of them: "Alright, you can both get out now."
Langyue: "But Young Master, you haven't given His Highness your gift yet."
No rush.
After the two left, Wen Yanche unfurled the scroll and gazed at the figure in the painting.
"You've fallen for him, haven't you?"
What exactly is he plotting?
The sky…
Could it be? ...
Yellow Crane Tower
"Your Highness, what business do you have with me?"
"I'd like to write another book, but I'm short on funds lately."
Fu Wen found it strange; His Highness wouldn't be short of money?
"Your Highness, I have it here. I'll have the accountant prepare 50,000 taels for you right away." He stood up as he spoke.
Leng Qingning hurriedly stopped him.
"What are you saying? Do you think I'm the kind of person who borrows money from men? Don't insult me."
"This humble citizen dares not."
"Alright, stop calling yourself a commoner. Seeing you reminds me of Xiao Ming and the fear of being dominated by him in my childhood."
Fu Wen? Is this Xiao Ming really that amazing?
"You mentioned last time that romance and palace intrigue novels are quite popular, right? I'm planning to write a biography of Niohuru Zhenzhen."
Fu Wen scratched his head: "What Zhenzhen?"
"It's Zhen, the Zhen of perfection. Never mind, you'll understand once it's written down."
"By the way, I have something else to ask you. Do you like Kirito?" Leng Qingning instantly adopted a gossipy expression.
Why do you ask that? Fu Wen was a little shy.
"Why does Your Highness ask this?"
"Of course, I want to bring you two together. If you like her, I will ask the Empress to bestow a marriage upon you and make you her husband. What do you think?"
Fu Wen felt his face burning and lowered his head without saying a word.
Leng Qingning smiled slyly: "You don't want to? Fine then. In that case, I'll ask the Empress to bestow a marriage upon Fifth Brother and Tongzi. My Fifth Brother is still single." She then stole a glance at Fu Wen's reaction.
Fu Wen suddenly raised his head, a look of panic flashing in his eyes.
"Your Highness, I...I'm not unwilling, I just..."
"What? Don't worry, just tell me. I'll take care of it for you," Leng Qingning assured, patting her chest.
Fu Wen hesitated for a moment. "I just want to learn how to manage a business for another two years. If we get married, I don't know if her family will agree to me continuing to do business outside."
"That's not a problem. Tongzi has liked you for so many years, her family must know that. Don't worry, they will agree. Besides, there's no rule that men can't do business. There are several shops on Ximen Street that are run by men."
"How about this? I'll talk to Xue Tong. If she can win over her family, I'll ask the Empress to grant you a marriage. With my guarantee, her family won't dare to go back on their word. What do you think?"
Fu Wen nodded, blushing. "Then thank you very much, Your Highness."
Back in Langya Mansion, Leng Qingning resumed her writing.
I don't know how much time has passed.
"The Biography of Niohuru Zhenzhen?"
Leng Qingning looked up, "Young Master, what brings you here?"
Wen Yanche sat down next to Leng Qingning, poured her a cup of tea, and handed it to her.
"Mo Shuang said that His Highness spent the whole afternoon writing in the study. Yan Che thought His Highness was writing about the Three Kingdoms, and he was so curious that he couldn't help but want to come and see."
Leng Qingning put down her pen. "This is a palace intrigue book, which you don't like. I can tell you about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and give you a little spoiler."
"Spoilers are bad, but Yan Che is willing to wait."
"Alright then." Leng Qingning picked up her pen, intending to continue writing.
"Your Highness, you have been writing for more than three hours. Please take a rest."
It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because once she did, Leng Qingning really felt some soreness in her shoulders and couldn't straighten her back.
"Alright then, thank you for your concern, young master."
Wen Yanche smiled gently: "Your Highness, may I call you A-Che?"
Leng Qingning held her waist and didn't reply.
Wen Yanche took out the scroll and unfolded it in front of Leng Qingning.
Leng Qingning stared intently, and wondered why the person in the painting looked so familiar.
"This? Me?"
In the vast snowfield, a woman in the painting wears a silver fox cloak and a round jade pendant around her neck. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, is cool and bright, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her beautiful eyes are captivating, and her peach blossom eyes are clear and bright, as if filled with stars and the sea, captivating the soul.
Wen Yanche looked into Leng Qingning's eyes and said earnestly, "This was the first time I saw Your Highness. Your Highness's appearance is clearly imprinted in my mind."
Leng Qingning was surprised. She had heard that Wen Yanche was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. It was astonishing that he could remember them so well and reproduce them so vividly. She couldn't help but praise him in her heart.
“Your Highness, I’ve thought a lot these past two days. Perhaps from the very first time we met, I had a special feeling for you, but I didn’t realize it. But your image is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I can’t shake it off. Sincere, beautiful, and noble.”
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