When Dong Huiying arrived in Nanling under the guise of ’Liang Dabao’, she was unaware that Shujun had already tracked her down. To prevent the n in the Capital from worrying, she dispatched a letter to the city.
A full half-month later, the letter finally reached Liang Zhichen’s hands.
"Is the mistress well?" Yixuan imdiately asked upon learning of the mistress’s letter while at the suburban estate.
Liang Zhichen read the letter once and then handed it over to Yixuan. Yixuan quickly skimd through it as well, finally letting out a sigh of relief, "At least she’s alright."
"Alright?"
Liang Zhichen chuckled lightly, "If everything were truly alright, why would the mistress use her left hand to write this letter instead of her usual right hand?" Zhichen, ticulous as ever, rely observed the handwriting and deduced that the mistress must have encountered so troubles. He even speculated that her right hand must have been injured, thus compelling her to write with her left.
Yixuan’s expression turned cold.
Zhichen pondered for a while and then said, "Little Liu, prepare yourself and quickly go et up with the mistress. As for the affairs in the Capital, I can’t leave just yet." If he could, he would have flown to the mistress’s side imdiately, but the political struggle in the Capital was at its most chaotic phase.
Ever since that day when Zhichen entered the palace to secretly discuss with Ji Jiuhuang, nurous incidents had occurred in the Capital. Ji Jiuhuang had taken the opportunity while the Eighth Princess left the Capital to cleanse the palace internally. In truth, Zhichen did not care who ruled this world, but the relationship between his mistress and the Ninth Princess was quite good, whereas the Eighth Princess and that so-called Pri Minister were clearly enemies of the mistress. He was fed up with these Capital affairs, so he had been maneuvering quite a bit lately, hoping to resolve everything soon and take his mistress back to their old ho in Pingchang Prefecture.
No matter what, no matter where they are, only there was their ho, their true ho, that barren little hill, that unremarkable mountain, was where their roots lay.
Yixuan set off imdiately, carrying many things, including so Gu that the mistress had refined while in the Capital. He left a few of the poisonous Gu for his elder brother, but brought all the rest with him, intending to hand them over to the mistress upon eting her.
As Yixuan departed, Zhichen was invited to the Prince ng Mansion. At the Prince ng Mansion, he t soone.
Doctor Yao, or rather, Xiao Qingyao!
The two faced each other, and although Prince ng didn’t explicitly state it, he had long known Xiao Qingyao’s identity. The forr son of Pri Minister Xiao, also the younger brother of Xiao Qinghe.
"Do you recognize each other?"
"We do."
Therefore, Prince ng left, thoughtfully granting them the space to ’reminisce’.
In the past, in the Taihang Village nestled in the mountains in Pingchang Prefecture, their friendship, though not a matter of life and death, could certainly be called intimate. However, many things happened later with the Liang family, causing frequent departures, and Xiao Qingyao too eventually left Kaoshan Village. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed without them eting.
Xiao Qingyao was a bit unsettled; just now, with Prince ng’s one sentence ’Do you recognize each other?’ and the look he gave him at that mont, made him realize. To think he’d thought that with re disguise he’d be foolproof, yet his true identity had long been known by Prince ng.
Not knowing exactly what he felt inside, he sighed softly, "Brother Chen."
Liang Zhichen regarded Xiao Qingyao for a long while, "Qing Yao, why are you here?"
Xiao Qingyao smiled wryly, "If not here, then where? However, you brothers, really surprise ."
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