“Can I go watch that day?”

Wen Che fell silent, pondering in his heart.

He seemed to be analyzing the pros and cons. After all, Luo Yang had an easily startled temperament and liked to join in the excitement. If something happened then, it wouldn’t be something he, Wen Che, could control.

Not receiving a response from him for a long time, Luo Yang raised an eyebrow and urged, “Can I or can’t I? At least give me an answer.”

“The courtesan selection is the day after tomorrow, at Celestial Immortal Tower. That’s a government-run restaurant—not just anyone can enter. Besides, it’s already this late, and all the seats have long been taken by various officials’ sons. Even if you could go, there might not be any seats available.”

His tone was flat.

“So you’re saying I can’t go?”

“Luo Yang, tomorrow morning you should first take up your position at the Court of Imperial Sacrifices and handle the matters at hand properly.”

“I suppose that’s all I can do.” Luo Yang didn’t continue to pester unreasonably. Hugging his set of official robes, he patted them and said, “These clothes are really beautiful.”

They really were very beautiful!

Much better looking than the set he was wearing!

Wen Che said, “Tomorrow morning I’ll send someone to pick you up from where you’re staying and have them show you the way first.”

Luo Yang’s eyes suddenly rolled, and a flash of light seemed to pass through his mind. Squinting his eyes with a sly expression, he asked, “Since I’m an official now, will the court arrange a residence for me?”

“There are numerous court officials. If the court had to provide everyone with a residence, wouldn’t the capital run out of space?”

“So you’re saying there isn’t one?”

“No!”

“That’s really not generous at all.” Luo Yang frowned with displeasure on his face. “At least I’m an official now. I can’t keep living in that kind of place—it makes me look like I have no standing.”

Wen Che glanced at him and said calmly, “For anything, as long as you do it well and do it right, what should belong to you will definitely belong to you. As long as you work properly at the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, I believe the things you want will all come in the future.”

“Of course—I’m that capable.”

Wen Che smiled.

After seeing Luo Yang off, Old General Wen returned from the palace.

His expression was grave.

“Father, what’s been wrong with you these past few days?”

Old General Wen said nothing and walked straight into the main hall, dismissing all the servants from the residence.

“What exactly happened in the palace? Father, is it about Prince Jing’an’s remains?”

“Yes.”

“But that’s not a big problem!”

“Not a big problem?” Old General Wen let out a heavy sigh and looked at Wen Che, saying, “This is a big problem.”

“…”

Wen Che had a vague premonition in his heart.

If it was only about Prince Jing’an’s remains, there would be no need to make such a big fuss. But during this period, His Majesty had been continuously summoning inner court officials into the palace, which showed that the matter was far from simple.

But what exactly was this complexity… about?

After a long silence, Old General Wen said, “A’Che, this matter is more serious than you and I anticipated.”

“What exactly is it?”

…

Su Residence

Because Ji Yunshu had been exposed to the cold wind all night, she woke up early feeling weak.

A’Yi and A’Jiao hurriedly called for a physician.

He prescribed a large pile of medicines.

After Ji Yunshu drank two bowls of medicine, she asked, “Where is Master Su?”

A’Yi said, “The young master came back last night, but went out again early this morning.”

A’Jiao said, “In all these years, we’ve never seen the young master this busy.”

Ji Yunshu asked again, “What about Jing… Lichuan?”

“Speaking of Lichuan, he was the one who brought you back last night, miss.” A’Yi revealed a gossipy expression. “But miss, where exactly did you and Lichuan go last night? Why did you come back so late? You even caught a cold because of it. Lichuan he…” Before she could finish, A’Jiao’s eyes rolled and she immediately interrupted, “Oh right, after you rested last night, miss, the young master came specially to check on you! He also instructed us to take good care of you—he was really worried! When the young master comes back later and finds out you’re sick, miss, he’ll definitely be even more worried. We’ve followed the young master for so many years, and this is the first time we’ve seen him care about someone this much. It shows how important you are in the young master’s heart, miss.”

She seemed not to have spoken enough and continued saying much more…

All of it praising Su Ziluo!

And Ji Yunshu knew all of this.

She had always kept Su Ziluo’s kindness in her heart.

It was just that the person now occupying her heart was Jingrong—now and in the future.

The more A’Jiao kept talking about Su Ziluo, the scenes that floated up in her mind were all about Jingrong.

Remembering their first meeting, the first time they worked on a case together, the first time they held hands, the first time they kissed, the first time…

Countless first times.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of her mouth.

A’Jiao saw all of this and thought it was because she had spoken about their young master’s goodness that Ji Yunshu had smiled.

“Miss, my young master treats you truly well. If in the future you and the young master both…” A’Jiao was getting somewhat carried away when A’Yi immediately tugged at the corner of her garment. “Why are you pulling me!”

A’Yi felt awkward and quickly said, “Why are you saying so much? Can’t you see the miss is still sick? The miss just drank her medicine—let her rest quickly. Let’s go out and not disturb the miss.”

“I haven’t finished…” saying!

A’Yi directly grabbed A’Jiao and dragged her outside, while saying to Ji Yunshu, “Miss, please rest well. We’ll be right outside. If you need anything, just call us.”

Ji Yunshu nodded.

After the two went out, A’Yi pulled A’Jiao aside and asked in a low voice, “Why were you saying those things in front of the miss?”

A’Jiao resented her for pulling her out and interrupting her words. She said, “What’s wrong with what I said? Isn’t our young master good?”

“The young master is good, but the miss may not want to hear it.”

“Didn’t you see just now? As soon as I mentioned the young master, the miss had a smile at the corners of her mouth. Clearly the miss wanted to hear it. Maybe in the future the miss will really become our mistress.” Though A’Yi usually didn’t say much, she saw things very clearly. She glanced toward the room a few times and lowered her voice to say, “I think the miss has no feelings for the young master. Instead… she cares very much about Lichuan. Didn’t we already see that at the bamboo house? So with some things, we absolutely must not force them, lest we bungle things through excessive enthusiasm.”

That’s right!

Out of every ten sentences Ji Yunshu spoke, five were about Lichuan.

At the bamboo house, they had also seen the “small intimacy” between Ji Yunshu and Lichuan. Any perceptive person could tell that Lichuan was the dish in Ji Yunshu’s eyes.

But A’Jiao still insisted, “That’s how things are, but until the very end, who knows what the result will be.”

“But why did you just say the young master came to see the miss last night? He clearly didn’t.” “A’Yi, oh A’Yi, I think you just have a wooden head.” As she spoke, she even poked A’Yi’s forehead and said, “The young master clearly has feelings for the miss. We should be doing everything possible to help the young master!”