Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1139 - 1138: What Secret Does He Have?

"No, I wasn’t there at the ti. Lanlan insisted on speaking with the late Emperor herself."

So, in fact, Chu Lingyang didn’t know what Lan Ji had really said to their father that year.

"Didn’t the Prince ask the Princess afterwards?" Chu Qianli asked again.

Chu Lingyang laughed and said, "Of course, I asked, but Lanlan said that it was a secret between her and father, and since father agreed to see her afterward, I was happy in my heart, why ask anything more?"

Chu Qianli simply smiled and didn’t speak any further.

It seed that Chu Lingyang didn’t want to talk about this topic either; after all, it was a matter between husband and wife.

Now that I’m almost an old man myself, nearing forty, talking about these sentintal matters, I’m afraid the younger generation might laugh at for not acting my age.

Of course, the reason he ca to see Chu Qianli was partly because he was happy about the fourth younger brother’s awakening and partly because he actually wanted to probe for so information.

"Little Lili."

Chu Lingyang poured Chu Qianli a glass of wine, "Speaking of which, we share the sa surna, perhaps we were even related in the past."

"You jest, Prince. You are from the Nanming Chu Imperial Family; how could I possibly be related to your Imperial Family?"

"There is nothing absolute in life."

However, Chu Lingyang was just looking for a way to start the conversation; he wasn’t really obsessed with these kinship relations.

"Well, Little Lili," Chu Lingyang hesitated for a mont before finally getting to the point, "Do you think... Is there any chance I’ll see that fellow again?"

How could Chu Qianli not realize that concerning Uncle Nine’s affairs, he had wanted to ask but didn’t dare to?

"I really don’t know that. You should be aware of his temperant."

Seeing a hint of disappointnt flash across Chu Lingyang’s eyes, and his body once again engulfed by a sense of loss, Chu Qianli felt sowhat distressed.

"Didn’t the Prince say it? There is nothing absolute in life; it’s not impossible."

"Is there really a chance?" Chu Lingyang’s lowered head suddenly lifted again, staring intently at her palm-sized face.

"Little Lili, are you saying I could see him, right?"

"..." Chu Qianli was at a loss for words; could her words be interpreted that way?

"Well, I really can’t say for certain, I don’t know where he is."

Chu Lingyang didn’t say anything more, his mood incredibly complicated as he began drinking again.

After a while, he simply picked up the entire jar of wine and gulped it down.

"Is the Prince feeling unwell?"

"Uh." Actually, it wasn’t about feeling good or bad; perhaps after being disappointed for so long, I’ve forgotten what hope tastes like.

In the blink of an eye, an entire jar of wine was consud by him just like that.

Counting what he had drunk before, he had already consud three jars.

All strong liquor.

At this point, there was a drunken glint in his eyes.

"Little Lili, do you know? For over a decade, no one has been willing to drink with ."

"The Prince is a soldier, and with alcohol, it’s wiser to drink less."

Leading troops into battle is no child’s play; without alcohol in the military, the soldiers can remain clear-headed.

"But now in the Imperial City, I am just an idler. When not fighting wars, I’m just a spare."

Chu Lingyang probably didn’t realize what he was saying. Mumbling to himself and after another half jar, he beca increasingly unclear and dazed.

"Why can’t that fellow co to see even once? Am I such a person who can’t keep a secret? I can keep secrets for him too!"

"Uncle Nine... Achu has secrets for you to keep?"

Chu Qianli didn’t an to pry; it’s just that she genuinely cared about Uncle Nine’s affairs.

"What secrets does he have?"