Liang Zhe said word by word: “I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly!”
“How does Ziyu plan to investigate?”
This matter involved Prince Liang—how could it be investigated?
Although Prince Liang was an idle prince, he was very trusted by Emperor Delong. Whenever there were good things, Emperor Delong never left him out. Especially after Princess Yongxing’s marriage alliance, Emperor Delong treated Prince Liang even more favorably.
Since Nanny Luo insisted that Zhao Wanniang had an affair with Prince Liang, and Liang Yunshan was so brooding about it, many people probably believed that Zhao Wanniang truly had an affair with Prince Liang.
Even Zhao Zhengyuan probably thought so too, feeling that his sister had wronged Liang Yunshan.
Otherwise, given Madam Zhao’s rigid and protective nature, even if the family had declined, Luo Meixiang might not have been able to gain advantages under Madam Zhao’s hands. With Madam Zhao’s protection, why would Liang Zhen and Liang Zhe have suffered so much hardship?
And Old Madam Liang had actually become the “good person” who covered up her daughter-in-law’s shame, never exposing Zhao Wanniang’s “scandalous affairs.”
No matter how things went, Old Madam Liang steadily maintained the upper hand, with everything under her control. No wonder she wasn’t afraid at all of the matter of Liang Yunshan not being her biological son being exposed.
She could defend when retreating, attack when advancing.
Since Zhao Wanniang had a “criminal record,” Old Madam Liang could completely claim that Liang Zhen had also learned Zhao Wanniang’s nature—presumably, she had used this reason back then to successfully silence Liang Yunshan, so that when Liang Yunshan, far away at the frontier, learned of Liang Zhen’s “scandalous affairs,” he had no doubts whatsoever.
After a moment, Qin Shuying heard Liang Zhe say: “Shuying, if Big Sister didn’t resemble the Marquis Pingxi, and I didn’t resemble Grandfather, our days would probably have been even more difficult.”
Qin Shuying instantly understood.
Back then, Liang Yunshan had probably also suspected that Liang Zhen and Liang Zhe were not his flesh and blood.
Only because of the siblings’ resemblance had Zhao Wanniang’s suspicion been cleared.
“So there’s no rush. As long as there are doubts and clues, the truth will eventually come to light. Since the day I returned to the capital, I never planned to spare those demons and monsters!”
Liang Zhe’s words carried fierce cruelty mixed with undeniable sorrow, even desperation.
Suddenly, Qin Shuying remembered Princess Fuping’s words.
Recently, Princess Fuping’s words had often echoed in her ears. She lived in constant fear every day, afraid that something would happen to Liang Zhe. Fortunately, they had married smoothly, and the two had been together these past few days. Autumn was about to pass in just over half a month.
But who knew whether the fate from her previous life would change?
Qin Shuying felt a jolt of alarm and urgently tightened her grip: “Ziyu, promise me you absolutely won’t clash head-on, don’t fall into others’ schemes…”
After so many years of being alone and desolate, now finally having someone care for him like this, the anger in Liang Zhe’s heart gradually dissipated, replaced by tenderness.
“Shuying, rest assured…”
Before Liang Zhe could finish speaking, Qin Shuying quickly interrupted him: “Ziyu, don’t go to the Mighty General’s mansion tonight. Let’s go home together and go tomorrow instead. I’ll accompany you.”
The corners of Liang Zhe’s lips curved slightly: “Shuying, are you worried about me?”
Qin Shuying was startled.
“Since Shuying is worried about me, then I won’t go. Tomorrow, we’ll go together.”
The matter was thus settled.
Liang Zhe gave instructions to the driver outside and to Liang Yanjun on the carriage shaft.
Liang Yanjun had altered his face and body, looking hunched and stooped like a small steward accustomed to bowing and scraping.
He held a blade of grass in his mouth, appearing to rest with closed eyes but actually listening in all directions. However, at this moment he wasn’t listening for possible anomalies outside, but for movements inside the carriage.
Young Master… Master, you’ve already married, held hands too—have you kissed yet? Making a subordinate like me worry every day, aren’t you ashamed? Also, who gave that dead bird the name Rainbow? How tacky is that? And… Master, you actually didn’t follow my advice to put Rainbow where Madam could see it anytime? Do you know you’ve played a good hand terribly…
Rainbow, hung in the servants’ quarters by Hui Yun: …This slave is not a card…
As Liang Yanjun was complaining on this side, suddenly he heard a muffled “Mmm…” from inside the carriage.
Liang Yanjun suddenly sat up straight. Damn it, you can’t kiss right in front of me—that’s too much bullying!
How can someone like me who doesn’t have a wife bear this?
By the way, Master, didn’t you say you’d help me court Ziteng? Why are you burning bridges after crossing the river? Where’s the matchmaking you promised?
Where is it?
This is too much bullying… wuu wuu wuu…
Inside the carriage.
Liang Zhe, misunderstood by Liang Yanjun, was blushing furiously as he reluctantly released Qin Shuying: “Shuying, I’m sorry, I was too rash just now.”
Just now, unable to restrain himself due to Qin Shuying’s care and concern, he had reached out to embrace her, not expecting that she would be immersed in thought and fall into his arms when he pulled her.
Unfortunately, one of her hands had braced against his leg, and then… he had become aroused!
Liang Zhe wanted to slap himself twice—he was truly too base!
Qin Shuying also wanted to slap herself twice. She really hadn’t done it on purpose—she had just touched his leg. Did he need such a big reaction?
Thinking of his rapid arousal, Qin Shuying wanted to jump out of the carriage and disappear immediately.
He was so vigorous in blood and qi, yet she couldn’t share a bed with him. He…
Qin Shuying’s pretty face turned completely red, not daring to look at Liang Zhe at all.
The atmosphere in the carriage was somewhat awkward, and also somewhat romantic.
The awkwardness belonged to Qin Shuying, the romance to Liang Zhe.
After blushing, he sat upright for a long time, wanting to find a topic to chat with Qin Shuying, but discovered that finding a proper topic seemed quite difficult.
Why was his mind in such chaos, unable to find any thread? So confused…
Fortunately, they had already entered the city, arriving at an inconspicuous alley in the capital.
The carriage stopped, and Liang Zhe finally found a topic: “Shuying, let me help you down from the carriage.”
Qin Shuying’s heart was still pounding without stopping. Hearing this, she pretended to be calm and nodded, letting him help her down from the carriage.
The moment his large hand grasped hers, she still couldn’t help blushing.
Fortunately, the sky was gradually darkening, and Liang Zhe was busy looking around for suspicious people, so he didn’t notice her.
The two walked through the complex, intersecting alleys for quite a while, finally arriving at the back door of a teahouse.
Then they emerged from the teahouse’s front door, got into the Marquis Pingxi’s carriage, and returned home.
Throughout the journey, Liang Zhe’s restless heart never quite calmed down. Why had he been so base…
Only after returning to Songtao Residence did Liang Zhe’s expression become more natural. He coolly entered the room and went to the washroom by himself.
Qin Shuying breathed a sigh of relief and instructed everyone to go about their tasks.
Ziteng observed her expression, seeing that she spoke little and seemed distracted, and asked quietly: “First Young Madam?”
Qin Shuying came back to her senses, still with a suspicious blush on her face: “Ziteng, it’s nothing. Go rest.”
Ziteng walked away hesitantly. The First Young Madam must be confused—as the head maid, was this the time for her to go rest?
Although the First Young Madam didn’t require personal service for many things like other madams, she still needed someone to serve her for heating water, bringing towels, pouring water, fetching clothes, and such matters.