C42 (1/2)

You can't just look at your face. How much are you worth?

It was a lonely night. Moonlight quietly fell on the lotus pond, reflecting the dark green color of the water. The shadows of the surrounding trees fluttered, and occasionally, the cries of cicadas could be heard from time to time.

The youth and young girl by the lotus pond stood facing each other, separated by less than three steps. The young girl only stood there silently, as if waiting for the youth's reply. The youth looked at the young girl with a puzzled expression, but he didn't ask her about it.

Third Prince Xiao Che has the support of the Mu Family behind his back. Seventh Prince Xiao Yan and Eighth Prince Xiao Lingxi also have their own power and influence. The First Prince Xiao Qi seems to be far away from the imperial court, but the Empress is still around the prime minister and the support of the Wang Family. Furthermore, the situation in the imperial court has always been ever-changing, and the affairs of the world have always been unpredictable. Thus, in the end, whoever wins, Shaotan will not dare to make rash claims. ”

The affairs of the world were like chess, often affecting the whole body.

The current situation in the imperial court had long since been reshuffled due to the disappearance of the An clan. Even the Yongning Residence had been pulled into this whirlpool ahead of time. It was unknown whether they would be able to escape unscathed. Of course, the Ji Clan was just around the corner. Sooner or later, they would not be able to escape their fate of being dragged into this mess.

Perhaps these topics were too heavy, because Ji Shaotan didn't say anything after she finished speaking.

Until the woman's clear and faint voice once again rang out, ”Mu Zhu and Mu Chi are with you in the Crown Prince's Court. Are you familiar with the two of them?”

”Mu Zhu Mu Chi?”

Ji Shaotan frowned as she realized that she could not keep up with An Su's thoughts. ”Previously, we were all studying at Shang Lin Academy, and later we entered the National Encyclopedia together. When it comes to relationships, they could only be considered as schoolmates. Elder sister, what do you want to ask them for?”

An Su threw out a word lightly. ”Ask.”

Ask again?

”Oh!”

The youth's eyes were filled with suspicion as he thought about what had happened today. Ji Shaotan wondered if her eldest sister had dumped the Sixth Prince and planned on changing targets to pick someone else?

If that's the case.

But Muzhu? Father and Grandmother probably wouldn't agree. Although the second son of the Mu family was famous in the outside world, in his opinion, he might not be a good candidate. Moreover, his daughter's marriage was not something to be trifled with. As for the reason why the Imperial Advisor could not take a wife, it was out of his nature to do so.

As Young Master Ji was pondering on how to persuade her to give up on this idea …

An Su had already turned around and left, ”In five days, send a notice of respect to everyone and invite them to the Flowing Cloud Pavilion. Remember to call the Third Prince.

”Big sister, you can't judge a book by its cover, you can't judge a book by its cover. Wait …”

Ji Shaotan really wanted to say that the so-called Ten Thousand Beautiful Ranking was something created by those bored people in the imperial city, and it was not enough to win the trust. Besides, the Third Prince was not someone he could invite just because he asked for it. However, An Su had long since disappeared around the corner.

It's over, he made a fool of himself!

He originally wanted to advise Big Sis not to be so stubborn as to take advantage of his reputation. But who would have thought that Big Sis would actually assign them with such a task? If she did as he was told, wouldn't he personally push her into the fire? However, how could he refuse in this situation? Even if he refused, would elder sister let it go?

He didn't need to ask to know the answer: No, no!

The time and place, even the name had been decided upon for him.

Ji Shaotan stood on the spot with a frown on her face. She was either concerned or confused. She did not realize that her conversation with An Su had been dominated by An Su from the start.

The next morning.

Before the sky brightened up, two riders galloped into the distance. The people on their horses were none other than Yongning and his soldiers, along with the rest of the entourage, who would meet at the city gate. Matriarch Ji led everyone in the manor in sending them off until they could no longer see them. Only then did she return.

An Su stood in the corner of the crowd, looking in the direction where the burly figure disappeared. She also saw the worry in old lady Ji's eyes and the white hair growing on her temples when she turned around.

When he was young, every time his father went to war, his mother would always carefully pack for him. She would also personally dress him up and tell him repeatedly to take care of himself before sending him out again.

After a long while, An Su turned around to face Ji Shaotan. The young man's eyes were a little dark. She lowered her head and walked away quickly when she saw An Su looking at him.

He felt rather embarrassed.

An Su didn't inquire further. She just thought that Ji Shaotan was regretting her slip of the tongue and had gone straight to the Academy. She had not expected that the young man's thoughts would be diverted by her. She was even more frustrated by her request. After tossing and turning the entire night, she still couldn't think of a way. However, she was afraid that she would urge him, so she could only choose to temporarily avoid her.

A few days after the departure of Yongning, An Su always left early and came home late. Other than the Academy, where she slept in the teahouses, she spent her days in a muddled state, drinking and listening to music.

It could be said that he didn't know what would happen today!

Perhaps because nothing happened, the people in Tong Luo's hidden shadows gradually let go. He was afraid that if he didn't move closer to her, he wouldn't provoke her, so they were at peace.

Ding Ning no longer spoke with An Su, seemingly intending to keep her distance.

Ji Shaotan still wanted to tiptoe forward every time he saw her, but she turned around and left the next moment.

The news of her stripping of the Imperial Advisor's clothes was naturally made known to the public. However, after a few days, the heated discussions slowly began to subside, and Old Master Ji probably allowed her to do as she pleased.

An Su didn't mind; she continued doing what she wanted.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

An Su received a message from Wang Xuanlang and Xie Wentang. Old time, old place.