Yu She walked up to the table. He used his fingers to wipe over the words that the tea had avoided, then rubbed them together… slippery. This was a thin layer of wax.
Water wouldn’t stick to wax. When spilt over the table, it would naturally avoid these areas.
A bonfire with fox howls. A book hidden inside a fish’s stomach.
As classmates, they were both people who had studied under Old Imperial Preceptor Shi for several years. Yu She had even spent a few more years learning than Zhong Wan had. Who was the dumber one? Even though Yu She’s homework was often slightly subpar when compared to Zhong Wan’s, it wasn’t like he had never memorized the “Records of the Grand Historian.”
Also!
Yu She unfolded the wrinkly piece of paper in his palm. Using seal script to be deliberately mystifying was forgivable. This had obviously been written by Zhong Wan before being given to Steward Feng to copy. The latter had imitated the original, but drawn two strokes wrong!
If this were truly the will of the Heavens, could there possibly be wrongly written characters?!
Yu She’s ears started ringing because of how angry he was at Zhong Wan. Last night, he hadn’t slept a wink. He had spent the entire night worrying that his condition had gotten worse again, imagining several different scenarios, even considering who he could entrust an orphan to. Completely unexpectedly…
Yu She went to catch up on sleep, still dizzy. On the other end, Steward Feng rushed over to notify Zhong Wan. He first expressed his joy that they had succeeded, but couldn’t help but scold Zhong Wan after, saying, “I told you that putting some wax on the table was enough. Yet you were determined to get that dead fish, all bloody and gross… You scared Heir so much that he instantly understood. Previously, you said that there wouldn’t be a glitch in your plan at all. You also said that if you were a woman and had entered the palace to be a concubine, you definitely would’ve caused the other consorts to not have enough money to wear pants. But your… your plan this time wasn’t that impressive at all.”
Zhong Wan’s expression was pained as he held onto the “Records of the Grand Historian.” He asked, “What strange rules does your estate have? How old am I? When I make mistakes, I’m either slapped on the palm or ordered to copy famed texts. Does he think I’m three? Can’t he use some age and status-appropriate punishments to punish me?”
Steward Feng didn’t understand. He froze for a bit before asking, “What do you mean? What are age appropriate punishments?”
Zhong Wan glanced at the old steward resentfully. He didn’t answer.
Not even understanding what age appropriate punishments were?
If Yu She was truly angry, he ought to charge over and strip him, then tie him onto the bed to do this and that. After, he should punish him by not permitting him to wear clothes for three days, forced to stay in this room and allow Yu She to have his way. Later, he would then not be allowed to wear underwear, rendering him at Yu She’s mercy any and everywhere on the estate, at any time.
Zhong Wan sighed, troubled. Yu She had most likely read all those storybooks for nothing…
“Young Master? Young Master Zhong?” Steward Feng waved his hand in front of Zhong Wan’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I shouldn’t have wished so early for something that can only happen once in a lifetime.” Zhong Wan’s ears flushed slightly red. He stopped thinking his rated-R thoughts and set “Records of the Grand Historian” off to the side, then picked up his bowl of medicine and drank it. “Alright. The end result was good. As long as he won’t shoo me away.”
Steward Feng nodded. “Yes… Ey, Young Master. There’s still some left at the bottom of the bowl. Drink it all.”
Steward Feng watched Zhong Wan as he finished the bowl of medicine. Then, he stood up. “Though you don’t need to be in a rush to copy these texts, if Young Master has the energy, why not start writing them sooner? Otherwise, Heir might find your attitude not apologetic enough… I’ll leave first.”
Steward Feng headed off to finish his own tasks. Zhong Wan painfully started copying the texts.
Time flew by. Unknowingly, half a month had passed.
During this period, Lin Si secretly visited once. He told Zhong Wan that Yu She had already learned about Tang Qin. Zhong Wan relaxed.
Itbcu Qjc mbqlfv “Efmbgvr bo atf Xgjcv Llrabgljc” afc alwfr. Lf jirb mbqlfv atf “Lfjga Veagj” afc alwfr, yea tf ralii tjvc’a mbwqifafis gfmbnfgfv ogbw tlr liicfrr.
Zhong Wan’s cold was already almost healed, but the imperial doctor said he needed to be cured slowly. He wanted Zhong Wan himself to gain an immunity against the cold and wind, so wasn’t in a rush to prescribe him medicine. Ever since his fever had gone down, the amount of medicine he was required to consume had lessened greatly too. Each day, the imperial doctor also made Zhong Wan eat a medicine pill that was a color that couldn’t be discerned. Zhong Wan swallowed the medicine, bewildered, and asked, “What is this? It doesn’t seem like medicine… It’s a bit sweet and also slightly fragrant.”
Ktf lwqfglji vbmabg rwlifv yea vlvc’a fzqijlc. Lf bcis rjlv, “Kjxf atlr qlii bcmf fnfgs batfg vjs obg atgff ab olnf sfjgr…”
Zhong Wan choked. “I only caught a cold. That’s going to take three to five years to heal?!”
The imperial doctor hurriedly said, “Don’t overthink it, Young Master. This is a supplement. Heir has looked over the prescription already. Heir has also had someone examine the pill. There is absolutely no problem with it. It’s to cure…frail physical health. Young Master just needs to eat it.”
Zhong Wan didn’t really believe this. He said, “Then can I trouble you to show me the prescription?”
The imperial doctor smiled. “It’s a prescription that has been passed down through the generations. Forgive me for not being able to show it to Young Master.”
Zhong Wan thought to himself, bullshit. You guys diagnose the nobility all the time. When have you dared to hide the prescription? Are you scared that no one will suspect you?
A thought struck him. Zhong Wan suddenly remembered that several months ago, Yu She had once strangely said that he wanted to gather a thousand Daoist priests to perform a ceremony: a ceremony that begged the Heavens to allow Zhong Wan to get pregnant.
Zhong Wan hesitated. “Don’t tell me this is…”
Zhong Wan was a bit too embarrassed to say. He whispered the remainder of the question into the imperial doctor’s ear.
The imperial doctor froze. With difficulty, he answered, “Young Master, you’re overthinking things.”
Zhong Wan chuckled. “I’m just kidding. I’ll eat it.”
The imperial doctor then left ten pills before bowing and leaving. He headed over to report his progress to Yu She.
“He ate it?” Yu She’s table was covered with two huge stacks of official documents. Without looking up, he asked, “Did it work?”
The imperial doctor said in a soft voice, “These days, Young Master Zhong has taken his medicine on time every day. Only, if you want to see the effects…that probably won’t be possible right now. The pills are mostly created from health supplements. Additionally, they work slow. He’ll need to take them for a long, long time before you’ll be able to notice any effects.”
Yu She nodded. “He didn’t get suspicious, right?”
The imperial doctor paused. In a low voice, he said, “Just now, Young Master Zhong asked me if this was an antiabortifacient.”
The brush in Yu She’s hand slipped, creating a random stroke on the document.
The imperial doctor gazed at Yu She, perplexed. He thought of the rumors outside that spoke of how Young Prince Yu had a strange temperament, so carefully stated, “Heir, forgive me for being honest. Men cannot…”
“Say no more.” Yu She threw the document off to the side and picked up a brand new one. He waved his hands, “Leave.”
The imperial doctor cautiously escaped.
As soon as the imperial doctor left, Steward Feng entered.
“Heir…”
Yu She looked up. “What now?”
Steward Feng said, “Someone has arrived from the palace.”
Yu She dipped his brush in ink. “Just send them away. What? They want me to enter the palace?”
“No,” Steward Feng lowly responded. “The emperor has summoned Young Master Zhong.”
Steward Feng said, “A few days ago, Prince Qian An’s younger siblings entered the palace. Originally, the emperor intended for Young Master Zhong to go with them. However, he hadn’t expected that Young Master Zhong would be here. Upon noticing that he hadn’t gone, he asked a few questions. Today, there’s a family banquet in the palace. Fourth and Fifth Prince are both attending. After the emperor heard that Young Master Zhong is at our estate, he sent someone here… I’ll go notify Young Master Zhong right now and tell him to get changed and prepare to enter the palace?”
Yu She adjusted the tip of the brush and calmly stated, “He’s not going.”
Steward Feng froze. “What?”
Yu She was occupied with his writing. “I said, he’s not going.”
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “The emperor has summoned him. How could he not go?”
Yu She seemed not to have heard. After neatly finishing the document in his hands, he set it off to the side. Upon noticing that Steward Feng was still standing next to him, he furrowed his brows. “Did you not hear what I just said?”
Steward Feng was incredibly conflicted. “Heir, what are you doing? It’s not like Young Master Zhong has never seen the emperor before. He’s already entered the palace many times since he’s returned to the capital. That one time he went, didn’t the emperor even gift him Old Imperial Preceptor Shi’s writings and paintings? It’s easy to tell that he’s still somewhat kind towards Young Master Zhong…”
Yu She scoffed. As if he hadn’t heard anything, he picked up another document and continued working.
Steward Feng was stuck in a dilemma. He laughed dryly. “Heir, what’s actually wrong?”
Yu She’s head was lowered as he looked over the document. He muttered to himself, “He doesn’t want to see Zhong Wan… He’s using this as an opportunity to test me.”
Steward Feng didn’t understand.
“That day, I made a trade-off with him for Zhong Wan. He noticed that I was motivated, so naturally felt happy. However, he couldn’t help coming up with other ideas. He felt…” Yu She picked up the brush again. While writing, he said, “He felt that I was admitting defeat, that he could use Zhong Wan to threaten me… Xuan Qiong and Zhong Wan are already sworn enemies. He purposefully wants the two of them to meet so that Xuan Qiong can humiliate Zhong Wan. As such, this would cause me to be cautious.”
Yu She mocked, “The game of kings…”
Steward Feng blanked out for a moment. “So… so what should we do?”
“So we need to let him know that I can’t be controlled so easily.” Yu She’s eyes slowly turned red. However, his tone was still normal. “He’s finally found my weakness. He must be so happy right?” Yu She scoffed.
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “But if you’re so protective over him, wouldn’t that just make it easier for the emperor to tell that you care for Young Master Zhong?”
“I’ve never wanted to hide that. Why should I be scared that he’ll find out? Don’t mention any bullshit about how I should treat Zhong Wan coldly just because I care about him. I refuse to continue living in such a suffocating manner.” Yu She lifted his gaze and suddenly laughed. “Do you know what the best response would be? To let him clearly know that I do cherish Zhong Wan, that I am going to protect him. If he’s harmed in any way, I’m capable of doing anything.”
Yu She scoffed at himself. “He wants to see which one of us is crazier? When have I ever feared anyone when it came to this topic? Hasn’t he always been scared that I’ll die? Then from now on… he ought to start worrying about Zhong Wan’s safety as well.”
Steward Feng swallowed. He understood now.
Yu She was showing his weakness to Emperor Chongan. This way, Emperor Chongan would understand that as long as Zhong Wan was fine, Yu She would be fine too. If anything happened to Zhong Wan, Yu She would riot.
“Tell the person from the palace,” said Yu She as he threw the document off to the side, “that Zhong Wan won’t be going. In the future, there’s no need to come summon him. The emperor will naturally be able to understand what I mean. He’ll no longer purposefully set up such a hongmen banquet to try and disgust me.”
Steward Feng wanted to try coaxing him a bit more. Though Yu She had long since lost his affection for Emperor Chongan, there was no need to make things so deliberate. After all, that was the emperor.
Before he could say anything else, Yu She added, “A few days ago…I pondered a lot.”
Steward Feng lifted his head. “Un?”
Yu She lowly said, “That day, I suspected I had gone completely crazy. After repeated consideration, I wondered who I could entrust Zhong Wan to if something happened to me.”
“I thought the whole night, but couldn’t come up with a single name.
“These years, I… I don’t know what life I’ve been living either. I’ve survived until now, but can’t even find someone I can leave an orphan to.”
Yu She lightly said, “There’s no need to persuade me to act more tactfully. Those who have no one to rely on can only rely on themselves. Since I don’t trust them, there’s no need for me to compromise in the hopes that in the future, they’ll care for Zhong Wan out of some semblance of friendship… I wouldn’t count on them.”
Steward Feng sighed, then turned around and left.
Steward Feng exited the study. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw Zhong Wan who was standing outside the study.
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “Young Master Zhong, how long have y-you been here?”
Zhong Wan chuckled a few times with difficulty. “A long time… I heard that someone came from the palace to summon me, so wanted to notify Yu She that I was going to make a trip into the palace.”
Steward Feng burst into laughter. “There’s no need. This… Well, you already heard.”
Zhong Wan nodded gently.
He had heard everything.
Yu She had said that there was no one he could count on. He could only rely on himself for everything.
Yu She walked up to the table. He used his fingers to wipe over the words that the tea had avoided, then rubbed them together… slippery. This was a thin layer of wax.
Water wouldn’t stick to wax. When spilt over the table, it would naturally avoid these areas.
A bonfire with fox howls. A book hidden inside a fish’s stomach.
As classmates, they were both people who had studied under Old Imperial Preceptor Shi for several years. Yu She had even spent a few more years learning than Zhong Wan had. Who was the dumber one? Even though Yu She’s homework was often slightly subpar when compared to Zhong Wan’s, it wasn’t like he had never memorized the “Records of the Grand Historian.”
Also!
Yu She unfolded the wrinkly piece of paper in his palm. Using seal script to be deliberately mystifying was forgivable. This had obviously been written by Zhong Wan before being given to Steward Feng to copy. The latter had imitated the original, but drawn two strokes wrong!
If this were truly the will of the Heavens, could there possibly be wrongly written characters?!
Yu She’s ears started ringing because of how angry he was at Zhong Wan. Last night, he hadn’t slept a wink. He had spent the entire night worrying that his condition had gotten worse again, imagining several different scenarios, even considering who he could entrust an orphan to. Completely unexpectedly…
Yu She went to catch up on sleep, still dizzy. On the other end, Steward Feng rushed over to notify Zhong Wan. He first expressed his joy that they had succeeded, but couldn’t help but scold Zhong Wan after, saying, “I told you that putting some wax on the table was enough. Yet you were determined to get that dead fish, all bloody and gross… You scared Heir so much that he instantly understood. Previously, you said that there wouldn’t be a glitch in your plan at all. You also said that if you were a woman and had entered the palace to be a concubine, you definitely would’ve caused the other consorts to not have enough money to wear pants. But your… your plan this time wasn’t that impressive at all.”
Zhong Wan’s expression was pained as he held onto the “Records of the Grand Historian.” He asked, “What strange rules does your estate have? How old am I? When I make mistakes, I’m either slapped on the palm or ordered to copy famed texts. Does he think I’m three? Can’t he use some age and status-appropriate punishments to punish me?”
Steward Feng didn’t understand. He froze for a bit before asking, “What do you mean? What are age appropriate punishments?”
Zhong Wan glanced at the old steward resentfully. He didn’t answer.
Not even understanding what age appropriate punishments were?
If Yu She was truly angry, he ought to charge over and strip him, then tie him onto the bed to do this and that. After, he should punish him by not permitting him to wear clothes for three days, forced to stay in this room and allow Yu She to have his way. Later, he would then not be allowed to wear underwear, rendering him at Yu She’s mercy any and everywhere on the estate, at any time.
Zhong Wan sighed, troubled. Yu She had most likely read all those storybooks for nothing…
“Young Master? Young Master Zhong?” Steward Feng waved his hand in front of Zhong Wan’s face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I shouldn’t have wished so early for something that can only happen once in a lifetime.” Zhong Wan’s ears flushed slightly red. He stopped thinking his rated-R thoughts and set “Records of the Grand Historian” off to the side, then picked up his bowl of medicine and drank it. “Alright. The end result was good. As long as he won’t shoo me away.”
Steward Feng nodded. “Yes… Ey, Young Master. There’s still some left at the bottom of the bowl. Drink it all.”
Steward Feng watched Zhong Wan as he finished the bowl of medicine. Then, he stood up. “Though you don’t need to be in a rush to copy these texts, if Young Master has the energy, why not start writing them sooner? Otherwise, Heir might find your attitude not apologetic enough… I’ll leave first.”
Steward Feng headed off to finish his own tasks. Zhong Wan painfully started copying the texts.
Time flew by. Unknowingly, half a month had passed.
During this period, Lin Si secretly visited once. He told Zhong Wan that Yu She had already learned about Tang Qin. Zhong Wan relaxed.
Itbcu Qjc mbqlfv “Efmbgvr bo atf Xgjcv Llrabgljc” afc alwfr. Lf jirb mbqlfv atf “Lfjga Veagj” afc alwfr, yea tf ralii tjvc’a mbwqifafis gfmbnfgfv ogbw tlr liicfrr.
Zhong Wan’s cold was already almost healed, but the imperial doctor said he needed to be cured slowly. He wanted Zhong Wan himself to gain an immunity against the cold and wind, so wasn’t in a rush to prescribe him medicine. Ever since his fever had gone down, the amount of medicine he was required to consume had lessened greatly too. Each day, the imperial doctor also made Zhong Wan eat a medicine pill that was a color that couldn’t be discerned. Zhong Wan swallowed the medicine, bewildered, and asked, “What is this? It doesn’t seem like medicine… It’s a bit sweet and also slightly fragrant.”
Ktf lwqfglji vbmabg rwlifv yea vlvc’a fzqijlc. Lf bcis rjlv, “Kjxf atlr qlii bcmf fnfgs batfg vjs obg atgff ab olnf sfjgr…”
Zhong Wan choked. “I only caught a cold. That’s going to take three to five years to heal?!”
The imperial doctor hurriedly said, “Don’t overthink it, Young Master. This is a supplement. Heir has looked over the prescription already. Heir has also had someone examine the pill. There is absolutely no problem with it. It’s to cure…frail physical health. Young Master just needs to eat it.”
Zhong Wan didn’t really believe this. He said, “Then can I trouble you to show me the prescription?”
The imperial doctor smiled. “It’s a prescription that has been passed down through the generations. Forgive me for not being able to show it to Young Master.”
Zhong Wan thought to himself, bullshit. You guys diagnose the nobility all the time. When have you dared to hide the prescription? Are you scared that no one will suspect you?
A thought struck him. Zhong Wan suddenly remembered that several months ago, Yu She had once strangely said that he wanted to gather a thousand Daoist priests to perform a ceremony: a ceremony that begged the Heavens to allow Zhong Wan to get pregnant.
Zhong Wan hesitated. “Don’t tell me this is…”
Zhong Wan was a bit too embarrassed to say. He whispered the remainder of the question into the imperial doctor’s ear.
The imperial doctor froze. With difficulty, he answered, “Young Master, you’re overthinking things.”
Zhong Wan chuckled. “I’m just kidding. I’ll eat it.”
The imperial doctor then left ten pills before bowing and leaving. He headed over to report his progress to Yu She.
“He ate it?” Yu She’s table was covered with two huge stacks of official documents. Without looking up, he asked, “Did it work?”
The imperial doctor said in a soft voice, “These days, Young Master Zhong has taken his medicine on time every day. Only, if you want to see the effects…that probably won’t be possible right now. The pills are mostly created from health supplements. Additionally, they work slow. He’ll need to take them for a long, long time before you’ll be able to notice any effects.”
Yu She nodded. “He didn’t get suspicious, right?”
The imperial doctor paused. In a low voice, he said, “Just now, Young Master Zhong asked me if this was an antiabortifacient.”
The brush in Yu She’s hand slipped, creating a random stroke on the document.
The imperial doctor gazed at Yu She, perplexed. He thought of the rumors outside that spoke of how Young Prince Yu had a strange temperament, so carefully stated, “Heir, forgive me for being honest. Men cannot…”
“Say no more.” Yu She threw the document off to the side and picked up a brand new one. He waved his hands, “Leave.”
The imperial doctor cautiously escaped.
As soon as the imperial doctor left, Steward Feng entered.
“Heir…”
Yu She looked up. “What now?”
Steward Feng said, “Someone has arrived from the palace.”
Yu She dipped his brush in ink. “Just send them away. What? They want me to enter the palace?”
“No,” Steward Feng lowly responded. “The emperor has summoned Young Master Zhong.”
Steward Feng said, “A few days ago, Prince Qian An’s younger siblings entered the palace. Originally, the emperor intended for Young Master Zhong to go with them. However, he hadn’t expected that Young Master Zhong would be here. Upon noticing that he hadn’t gone, he asked a few questions. Today, there’s a family banquet in the palace. Fourth and Fifth Prince are both attending. After the emperor heard that Young Master Zhong is at our estate, he sent someone here… I’ll go notify Young Master Zhong right now and tell him to get changed and prepare to enter the palace?”
Yu She adjusted the tip of the brush and calmly stated, “He’s not going.”
Steward Feng froze. “What?”
Yu She was occupied with his writing. “I said, he’s not going.”
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “The emperor has summoned him. How could he not go?”
Yu She seemed not to have heard. After neatly finishing the document in his hands, he set it off to the side. Upon noticing that Steward Feng was still standing next to him, he furrowed his brows. “Did you not hear what I just said?”
Steward Feng was incredibly conflicted. “Heir, what are you doing? It’s not like Young Master Zhong has never seen the emperor before. He’s already entered the palace many times since he’s returned to the capital. That one time he went, didn’t the emperor even gift him Old Imperial Preceptor Shi’s writings and paintings? It’s easy to tell that he’s still somewhat kind towards Young Master Zhong…”
Yu She scoffed. As if he hadn’t heard anything, he picked up another document and continued working.
Steward Feng was stuck in a dilemma. He laughed dryly. “Heir, what’s actually wrong?”
Yu She’s head was lowered as he looked over the document. He muttered to himself, “He doesn’t want to see Zhong Wan… He’s using this as an opportunity to test me.”
Steward Feng didn’t understand.
“That day, I made a trade-off with him for Zhong Wan. He noticed that I was motivated, so naturally felt happy. However, he couldn’t help coming up with other ideas. He felt…” Yu She picked up the brush again. While writing, he said, “He felt that I was admitting defeat, that he could use Zhong Wan to threaten me… Xuan Qiong and Zhong Wan are already sworn enemies. He purposefully wants the two of them to meet so that Xuan Qiong can humiliate Zhong Wan. As such, this would cause me to be cautious.”
Yu She mocked, “The game of kings…”
Steward Feng blanked out for a moment. “So… so what should we do?”
“So we need to let him know that I can’t be controlled so easily.” Yu She’s eyes slowly turned red. However, his tone was still normal. “He’s finally found my weakness. He must be so happy right?” Yu She scoffed.
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “But if you’re so protective over him, wouldn’t that just make it easier for the emperor to tell that you care for Young Master Zhong?”
“I’ve never wanted to hide that. Why should I be scared that he’ll find out? Don’t mention any bullshit about how I should treat Zhong Wan coldly just because I care about him. I refuse to continue living in such a suffocating manner.” Yu She lifted his gaze and suddenly laughed. “Do you know what the best response would be? To let him clearly know that I do cherish Zhong Wan, that I am going to protect him. If he’s harmed in any way, I’m capable of doing anything.”
Yu She scoffed at himself. “He wants to see which one of us is crazier? When have I ever feared anyone when it came to this topic? Hasn’t he always been scared that I’ll die? Then from now on… he ought to start worrying about Zhong Wan’s safety as well.”
Steward Feng swallowed. He understood now.
Yu She was showing his weakness to Emperor Chongan. This way, Emperor Chongan would understand that as long as Zhong Wan was fine, Yu She would be fine too. If anything happened to Zhong Wan, Yu She would riot.
“Tell the person from the palace,” said Yu She as he threw the document off to the side, “that Zhong Wan won’t be going. In the future, there’s no need to come summon him. The emperor will naturally be able to understand what I mean. He’ll no longer purposefully set up such a hongmen banquet to try and disgust me.”
Steward Feng wanted to try coaxing him a bit more. Though Yu She had long since lost his affection for Emperor Chongan, there was no need to make things so deliberate. After all, that was the emperor.
Before he could say anything else, Yu She added, “A few days ago…I pondered a lot.”
Steward Feng lifted his head. “Un?”
Yu She lowly said, “That day, I suspected I had gone completely crazy. After repeated consideration, I wondered who I could entrust Zhong Wan to if something happened to me.”
“I thought the whole night, but couldn’t come up with a single name.
“These years, I… I don’t know what life I’ve been living either. I’ve survived until now, but can’t even find someone I can leave an orphan to.”
Yu She lightly said, “There’s no need to persuade me to act more tactfully. Those who have no one to rely on can only rely on themselves. Since I don’t trust them, there’s no need for me to compromise in the hopes that in the future, they’ll care for Zhong Wan out of some semblance of friendship… I wouldn’t count on them.”
Steward Feng sighed, then turned around and left.
Steward Feng exited the study. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw Zhong Wan who was standing outside the study.
Steward Feng laughed dryly. “Young Master Zhong, how long have y-you been here?”
Zhong Wan chuckled a few times with difficulty. “A long time… I heard that someone came from the palace to summon me, so wanted to notify Yu She that I was going to make a trip into the palace.”
Steward Feng burst into laughter. “There’s no need. This… Well, you already heard.”
Zhong Wan nodded gently.
He had heard everything.
Yu She had said that there was no one he could count on. He could only rely on himself for everything.
