Mu Chenshuang raised her eyes and looked at Chen Ping, saying, "Go back first. If you have any news, come find me immediately."
Chen Ping clasped his hands in a fist and nodded in response, "Yes."
Then.
Chen Ping left through the back gate of the Marquis's residence.
However, no sooner had Chen Ping left than Fu Junheng walked in, treating the place as if it were a place he could come and go as he pleased.
Mu Chenshuang, who was tidying up books behind Fu Junheng's desk, asked directly in an emotionless tone, "Who was that man just now?"
He acted like the male head of the household.
Mu Chenshuang glared at him coldly and said irritably, "You're really meddling in other people's business."
Fu Junheng walked to the desk and said in a light, teasing yet extremely serious tone, "I have to keep a close eye on your affairs with other men."
Mu Chenshuang tidied up the books on the table and handed them to Linglong. She then walked past the man and headed out of the study. "You really are annoying."
Fu Junheng stepped forward and walked beside her, asking, "Is Shen Nanzhi's injury very serious?"
"You still have the heart to care about other people's injuries."
“I have no interest in caring about others. I’m just worried about what will happen if he’s seriously injured,” Fu Junheng said earnestly. “But judging from Shuang’er’s expression, you don’t seem too worried about him, so I don’t have anything to worry about either.”
Mu Chenshuang suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at Fu Junheng, and asked in a calm tone, "So you came here today to see if I'm worried about him?"
Fu Junheng lowered his eyes, reached out and easily took the woman's hand in his palm, and replied, "That's secondary. The most important thing is that I wanted to see you. A day apart feels like three autumns." His words were earnest and affectionate.
Mu Chenshuang looked at the man, and even through the black veil covering her eyes, she could feel his burning gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and a hint of emotion flashed in her lowered eyes. She withdrew her hand and said lightly, "It's better to say such things less often, lest you look back and think it was all a joke."
Having said that, he turned and walked forward.
Fu Junheng stood still, his eyelids slightly lowered, his deep eyes watching Mu Chenshuang's back before following her.
Honghua has prepared dinner.
Even without Mu Chenshuang's polite request to stay, or even if she refused to let Fu Junheng leave, he would have sat down directly.
So Mu Chenshuang didn't say much, nor did she chase him away or try to keep him.
At that moment, Qi Ye leaned against the doorframe, guarding the entrance. As Fu Junheng passed by, a strand of silver hair brushed past his eyes, accompanied by an invisible, oppressive aura.
The familiar aura flashed through his mind, and a sinister image of silver-white skin stained with blood flashed by. A pair of bloodthirsty eyes from hell seemed to be staring intently at him.
Instantly.
A sudden throbbing pain shot through his head, and his face turned deathly pale.
Mu Chenshuang noticed Qi Ye's unusual behavior and asked, "Qi Ye, what's wrong?"
Qi Ye came to her senses, looked at Mu Chenshuang, and said, "It's nothing."
"If you're not feeling well, go and rest for a while. Have Linglong bring the food to your room."
Qi Ye hummed in agreement and strode away from the restaurant.
Mu Chenshuang asked Linglong to deliver the food.
Fu Junheng, standing to the side, sat down without any hesitation. Mu Chenshuang glared at him, annoyed. "You really have no manners."
Fu Junheng smiled and said, "I don't think there's any need for formalities between us anymore."
Mu Chenshuang was too lazy to pay him any more attention.
Fu Junheng stopped teasing her. "There's something I want to ask you."
Seeing his sudden serious and aloof expression, Mu Chenshuang dismissed Honghua, leaving only the two of them in the restaurant.
"Was Shen Nanzhi truly assassinated?"
Mu Chenshuang looked at him and asked in return, "What do you think?"
“I don’t think so. Although I’m very reluctant to accept it, with your abilities, Shuang’er, if he were really seriously injured, you would sit idly by and do nothing. With such a serious injury, he wouldn’t have to bear the pressure from all sides and take over the Libei Army.”
Mu Chenshuang withdrew her gaze, picked up the porcelain bowl, took a sip of chicken soup, and put her hand down. "You, the crown prince of a foreign country, seem to know quite a bit about court affairs."
Fu Junheng did not respond to Mu Chenshuang's words, but reached out and picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks and put it in Mu Chenshuang's bowl.
"The affairs of the court are too turbulent for a woman like you to interfere with. If someone seizes on your weakness and makes a big fuss about it in front of the emperor, the consequences for both you and the Marquis's family will be immeasurable. Shuang'er, you should be well aware of this. The people from the Chengtianjian are watching you secretly."
Fu Junheng's words darkened Mu Chenshuang's face, and her eyes became deep.
"Although you are now in control of the Marquis's mansion, your energy is limited. People's hearts are unpredictable, and it is impossible to be perfect in every aspect. You cannot control everything. There will always be things that you cannot predict. Therefore, I hope that Shuang'er will think more about her situation before doing anything, and that there are some things that she should never get involved in."
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