Ye Chutang nodded, “I’ve waited long enough.”
She looked out the window; the withered yellow leaves fell silently, and a cool breeze began to blow.
“It’s getting cold. I’ll go back and add some clothes for you all,” she said while sipping her tea. “The capital is not like Jiangling. After autumn, the weather gets colder, so you need to take care to keep warm.”
Ye Jingyan replied with a nod.
In fact, there was no need for his sister to say more; they were all too aware of how cold it was in the capital.
Suddenly, there was a rustling noise, and when Ye Chutang turned around, she saw a small head peeking out from behind the screen.
Xiao Wu rubbed her eyes, and in the next moment, she quickly noticed the wound on Ye Chutang’s neck. After a moment of shock, she hurried over.
“Sister, how did you get hurt!”
A gentle touch appeared in Ye Chutang’s expression as she held Xiao Wu in her arms and gently pinched her little face.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a minor injury; it will heal soon.”
Xiao Wu’s big, black, round eyes looked at her directly, seemingly not quite believing it.
Ye Chutang tickled her nose and pointed outside, then lowered her voice, “Really, when have I ever lied to you, Xiao Wu? This is just for the people outside to see.”
Hearing this, Xiao Wu finally believed her, but she still frowned slightly and gently touched the wound.
She moved very carefully, as if afraid of hurting Ye Chutang; her little face was filled with concern, and the corners of her eyes turned red.
Ye Chutang sighed inwardly.
She was most afraid that this little one would see it, and yet…
She touched Xiao Wu’s soft cheeks and said softly, “From now on, I can stay at home with you, isn’t that nice?”
Xiao Wu looked at her and buried her head in her sister’s neck.
—She really wanted to be with her sister all the time, but she wanted her sister to be safe even more.
A soft feeling stirred within Ye Chutang; she turned her head and said, “If anyone comes again in the future, just reject them directly.”
Ye Jingyan understood and nodded.
“Don’t worry, sister, I know.”
……
Ye Chutang took Xiao Wu back to the inner room and coaxed her until she fell asleep.
She was tired after a long day and felt somewhat weary; holding Xiao Wu, she fell into a deep sleep.
She had gotten up too early and needed to catch up on her rest.
While she was in peace here, outside, things had already turned upside down.
Han Yao’s act of holding Ye Chutang captive and publicly exposing Ye Heng’s actions spread like wings, quickly spreading throughout the entire capital.
In such a public place, with so many eyes witnessing it, there was no way to hide it.
One stone can stir up a thousand waves.
After Ye Chutang returned to the capital, her reputation soared, and everyone had heard more or less some rumors related to her.
Bây giờ, tin tức bất ngờ được tiết lộ rằng cái chết của cha cô ấy, ông Ye Jing, năm xưa lại có liên quan đến anh trai ruột của mình, Ye Heng, điều này dĩ nhiên đã gây ra những tranh cãi lớn.
……
“Chủ nhân, ngài dự định tiếp theo sẽ làm gì ạ?”
Liên Châu hỏi một cách thận trọng.
Mặc dù hôm nay mọi thứ đều theo kế hoạch của chủ nhân, nhưng cô Ye vẫn bị thương.
Trong ấn tượng của tôi, chủ nhân luôn bình tĩnh và điềm tĩnh; ngay cả khi bị những kẻ đó ám sát nhiều lần và tính mạng gặp nguy hiểm, ông cũng chưa bao giờ thể hiện ra ý định giết người mạnh mẽ đến thế.
Hôm nay, kẻ tên Hàn Yao ấy… có lẽ đã chọc giận người mà không nên chọc giận chút nào!
Shen Yanchuan nhắm mắt lại, dường như đang nghỉ ngơi.
Nghe thấy tiếng này, lông mi của ông hơi rung động, và sau một lát ông mở mắt ra.
Đôi mắt sâu thẳm ấy khó có thể đoán được tâm trạng, giống như băng tuyết phủ lên dòng sông, che đi mọi con sóng, chỉ còn lại một hơi lạnh thấu xương.
“Vào cung.”
Ông nói.
