Chapter 1062 – Your Hairs Disorderly (1/2)

Chapter 1062 – Your Hair's Disorderly

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

'Responsibility' and 'farther places' were Chen Changsheng's thoughts, but they did not exist only in his mind.

As he thought about these things, he also voiced them.

An Hua did not particularly understand his meaning, but upon learning that he was not leaving, she became much happier.

At this moment, Tang Thirty-Six, rubbing his drowsy eyes, walked into the hall.

An Hua felt that something was wrong about his gaze. After hesitating for a while, she softly said, ”Young Master Tang, this is not appropriate.”

No one could just waltz into the Pope's palace, much less sleep there.

Some old-fashioned and strict priests might have even accused Tang Thirty-Six of disrespect.

Tang Thirty-Six shook his head and said, ”Relax. With such a hard stone bed, I certainly won't be sleeping here anymore.”

After the two washed up, they partook of a very simple meal.

Tang Thirty-Six looked at the plain porridge and appetizers, and naturally began to think about his meeting with Chen Changsheng all those years ago in the Plum Garden Inn. He then recalled the pitiful and tasteless foods Xuanyuan Po had made early on in the Orthodox Academy. He couldn't help but sigh as he put down his chopsticks.

Putting down one's chopsticks could be because the food was not good enough, and it could also be because one was not in a good enough mood, perhaps because one was worried about something.

He looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, ”You still have not answered my question from yesterday.”

Chen Changsheng ignored him and continued to eat.

Tang Thirty-Six continued to stare.

After some time, Chen Changsheng finally finished his meal. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, took a wet towel from An Hua, and then washed his face and hands twice. He then took a sip of precious rock tea1 and then spit it out into a shallow plate of copper.

Tang Thirty-Six clicked his tongue, giving off an indescribable derision.

Chen Changsheng commented, ”Such a noise really shouldn't be coming out of your mouth.”

Tang Thirty-Six had been born in a wealthy family and had lived a childhood so luxurious that a normal person would find it unimaginable. Even the Princess of Ping, who had grown up in the palace, was probably inferior in this aspect. Even if Chen Changsheng should be derided for the life he lived as Pope, it was not Tang Thirty-Six's place to speak.

”Why do I feel like you want to say that good words never come out of a scoundrel's mouth?”

Chen Changsheng earnestly replied, ”You misunderstand.”

Tang Thirty-Six felt rather helpless. He said, ”Can we finally talk now?”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”Yourong and Prince Chen Liu grew up in the palace together. Since she rarely returns to the capital, it's very normal for them to arrange to meet.”

Tang Thirty-Six said, ”I've warned you many times to be vigilant about Prince Chen Liu.”

In the past, Prince Chen Liu had assisted Chen Changsheng and the Orthodox Academy in many ways, and at its earliest period, had shown a most precious kindness. Consequently, Chen Changsheng had a very good impression of this descendant of the Imperial clan. Moreover, he had never been able to think of a reason that Prince Chen Liu would target him.

But it now seemed that there were ample reasons.

Because he had a chance of becoming Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If Yuren died.

Chen Changsheng understood Tang Thirty-Six's wariness and unease.

But how could his master let something happen to his senior brother?

”You can probably think of Xu Yourong's goal last night in going to the Imperial Palace. As long as Shang Xingzhou begins to doubt, the situation will fall into disorder.”

Tang Thirty-Six used the most straightforward of words to shatter the calm that Chen Changsheng feigned through silence.

Chen Changsheng looked out the window at the gloomy day and asked, ”But why does she want to do this?”

Tang Thirty-Six said, ”I trust that Mo Yu has already warned you.”

Chen Changsheng recalled the words Mo Yu had said to him that night.

Was Yourong doing these things to take revenge for the Tianhai Divine Empress?

Even if the floodwaters washed over the world, the sky fell and the earth cracked, and the people were plunged into the abyss of misery?

”It's not like this. At least, it's not this simple.”