Ye Heng surely never could have imagined that Han Yao, whom he had tried so hard to stop, had already secretly handed over the most crucial item to Su Peier.
Everyone thought of Su Peier as a woman from a humble background who was not favored by Han Yao, but after going through all these ups and downs and experiencing the coldness of human relationships, Han Yao had come to trust Su Peier utterly, even placing his last hope on her.
And Su Peier, without hesitation, passed it on to Ye Chutang.
Ye Chutang looked down at the key in her hand; it was delicate and finely crafted, likely belonging to a small lock.
Thinking of Su Peier’s whispered instruction just before she left, “the west wing room,” Ye Chutang had already made a guess in her mind.
It seemed she would have to find an opportunity to take a look...
Ye Chutang quietly put away the key.
...
Time slowly passed, and before she knew it, it was evening.
The orange-red sunset hung in the sky, stretching people’s shadows incredibly long.
Ye Shiqian stood outside Murong’s mansion but did not go straight in; instead, she wandered back and forth in the same spot, her heart full of confusion.
Shao Yao urged her in a low voice, “Miss, since you’re here already, why not go meet Young Master Murong? As long as you speak to him personally, he will definitely help!”
However, Ye Shiqian’s brows were tightly knitted together.
“You don’t understand; this matter is not that simple.”
Dad was taken away by Su Wei’s order. With Su Wei’s status in place, even Murong Ye would not want to offend him.
Ye Shiqian had not witnessed the situation with her own eyes; she only heard the exaggerated accounts from the servants, and she felt very uncertain.
Shao Yao couldn’t help but say, “But now it’s you who’s in trouble! If something really happens to the master, then Young Master Murong definitely won’t stand by and do nothing!”
It was almost well-known that Murong Ye liked Ye Shiqian. So what if there were some troubles? He would definitely help!
Ye Shiqian’s heart also wavered a bit.
Human lives were at stake; she had to act quickly, otherwise...
Thinking of this, Ye Shiqian took a deep breath and finally made up her mind, then started walking towards Murong’s mansion.
Ye Shiqian knocked on the doorbell, and soon a servant came to open it.
“Miss Ye?”
Ye Shiqian showed a polite smile and said, “Could you please convey a message? I would like to visit Young Master Murong.”
But the servant was taken aback for a moment.
“Oh! What a pity, the young master left early this morning and hasn’t returned yet!”
It was like a bucket of cold water thrown over her head; Ye Shiqian was instantly stunned.
“He left? Where did he go?”
The servant scratched his head and said, “Don’t you know? The young master went to visit the Marquis of Dingbei’s mansion to see the heir!”
Ye Shiqian’s heart sank.
“The Marquis of Dingbei’s mansion?”
How could Murong Ye have gone there?
“Vậy anh ấy nói là khi nào sẽ trở lại?”
“Điều này… tôi cũng không rõ lắm.”
Ye Shilian vô cùng lo lắng, nhưng không thể biểu hiện ra ngoài, chỉ đành nói: “Vậy tôi sẽ chờ anh ấy thôi.”
Người hầu nhìn có vẻ do dự.
Không biết liệu họ đã nghe được những tin đồn gì hay không, khi nghe Ye Shilian nói rằng mình sẽ chờ, họ lại không mời cô ấy vào, mà thay vào đó khuyên cô ấy nên trở về.
“Cô Ye, thiếu gia thực sự không biết khi nào mới sẽ trở lại đâu, cô không nên chờ nữa.”
Cảm giác bất an trong lòng Ye Shilian càng trở nên mạnh mẽ hơn.
Cô nhẹ nhàng mím môi.
“Tôi thực sự có việc quan trọng, tôi sẽ tiếp tục chờ thêm một chút nữa!”
……
Lâu đài Định Bắc Hầu.
Bên trong phòng, Shen Yanchuan và Murong Ye đang chơi cờ.
Murong Ye nhìn Shen Yanchuan vẫn chưa hề di chuyển gì, cuối cùng không thể kiềm chế được nữa: “Thiếu tử, sao hôm nay chúng ta không dừng lại ở đây luôn?”
Người đàn ông đối diện nhẹ nhàng nâng lông mày.
“Có gì phải vội vã, ván cờ này sắp kết thúc rồi.”
