Kyoto's nights are dazzling and vibrant, and very lively.
In a private room at Binxianglou Restaurant, Chen Shiyu sat at the table, feeling extremely ashamed and dejected.
Sitting directly opposite was the Third Prince, Shang Beiyu, whose entire body was shrouded in a black robe, yet under the dim light of the candles, he appeared even more strikingly handsome, with rosy lips and white teeth, like a celestial being.
"Your Highness, Shi Yu really... couldn't find even the slightest trace of him." Chen Shi Yu was so ashamed that he didn't dare to lift his eyelids.
Shang Beiyu took a sip of the Western Region wine from his cup, his lips as red and beautiful as flower petals. Amber-colored wine stains clung to his pink lips, sparkling and dazzling. A faint, unintentional smile bloomed on his lips, captivating all who beheld him: "You mean, the Ninth Prince now possesses all the reserves of both the Crown Prince and your Chen family. He has ample funds and provisions, and can overturn the world at will?"
“Yes, although we can’t figure out how he managed to take away so much money and resources, it was definitely a fortune enough to overturn the world,” Chen Shiyu said with great certainty.
Shang Beiyu looked relaxed, his voice as melodious as a musical instrument: "Since you had such a large sum of money before, enough to overturn the world, why didn't you overthrow the world? Now you've only made a wedding dress for the Ninth Prince."
Chen Shiyu: "..."
Your Highness, you didn't mean to hurt me, did you?!
You're testing my loyalty by saying that, aren't you?
"Even after so many years on the throne, there are still doubts about the people and the court. My Chen family..." Chen Shiyu couldn't finish her sentence. Looking up at Shang Beiyu's captivating eyes, she suddenly expressed her heartfelt feelings: "Your Highness, no matter what they do, don't you know how I feel about you?"
Shang Beiyu's expression froze, and the faint smile on his lips slowly faded.
A few years ago, I recalled;
That day, on a whim, he decided to send a portion of his soul to explore this world.
Little did anyone know that when he possessed her body, it was the very moment when the real Third Prince, Shang Beiyu, was framed by the Chen family and his soul departed from heaven.
That day, the brocade quilt was warm, and the red candles burned high.
The original owner was controlled by drugs, but Chen Shiyu was very clear-headed and deeply in love with her. Although their relationship hadn't reached the point of being out of control, the intimacy between them was indescribable.
So when the truth came out, Chen Shiyu made a promise to him that he would never betray him as he fled.
Chen Shiyu had no idea that the person she had sworn an oath to had been replaced.
His oath was like a mark of loyalty, imprinted into his soul and blood.
Regardless of whether Chen Shiyu was sincere at the time, he could never betray him again in this lifetime.
He has kept Chen Shiyu hanging on for years, neither too close nor too distant:
Firstly, the days were long and boring, and having a clown to relieve the boredom;
Secondly, Chen Shiyu holds a high position in the Chen family, and his network of contacts and informants are readily available to him, which helps him conceal his identity.
Thirdly, it was also because he had made a promise to me that he would never betray me.
Hearing his pet express its loyalty, and since Shang Beiyu was in a good mood lately, he responded with a faint "Mm".
Hearing Shang Beiyu's tone, which didn't seem to indicate any resentment or anger, Chen Shiyu felt a little more at ease and tentatively asked, "Then, Your Highness, what do you think about the Ninth Prince's matter?"
Shang Beiyu slowly straightened his clothes and sat up straight: "Ninth Prince, you will soon be leaving the capital to go to the northwest to fight against Xidan; you can start preparing now for whatever you want to do."
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