Have You Written Your Will Today?-Chapter 456 - 452: Are You Really Not Afraid Something Will Happen?

Chapter 456: Chapter 452: Are You Really Not Afraid Something Will Happen?

However, he remained quietly attentive as always.

Until he escorted Shen Hua back to her room.

His eyes suppressed emotions, yet he gently let go of the girl’s hand, giving her some light instructions before heading to the neighboring room.

Some unfinished official business had already been sent to the side room by Ji Qing.

Shen Hua watched his figure disappear into the night before she entered to bathe and change clothes.

An hour later.

Cui Yun heard a rhythmical knocking at the door.

He went to open it.

The girl, with her hair down, her pale face aglow, was holding a soft pillow, harmless and gentle. She bent down to slip inside, looking around. The furnishings were not much different from the next room.

Approaching the desk, she glanced inadvertently, and her gaze fixed. As she read word by word, a huge tumult arose.

"The Fourth Prince has raised private troops? Is he plotting to usurp the throne and force a palace coup?"

Cui Yun did not avoid her; his expression was chilly and detached.

"Surprised?"

The girl thought for a moment, then honestly admitted, "Not really. Are the Hengzhou Mines and the official not his doing?"

It was clear that Ji Wang was not as virtuous as the rumors suggested; he had ambitions and was certainly not deferential to his brothers.

Among the princes, apart from Ji Ge, none was simple.

However.

"If one were to speak of military and literary strategies, handling affairs—the Crown Prince is far inferior to him. He is praised endlessly by court and commoners alike. Among the princes, he is the most favored and nurtured. Even the official family greatly dotes on his mother, Princess Consort Jing."

"I think, with the Zou Family acting so recklessly, Ji Zhui’s position as Crown Prince will sooner or later be deposed."

If it weren’t for Ji Teng, in the end, the only one who could sit on the Dragon Throne would probably be Ji Wang.

Why then is he so eager?

Cui Yun dipped his brush pen into the ink and continued processing the documents.

"The previous Emperor Xianwu pacified the six passes and revitalized the kingdom, securing peace and prosperity for his subjects. Perhaps due to his great merits, he died at the age of ninety-three, outliving the Crown Prince. Even the rest of the princes did not live as long as he did. After his death, his eldest legitimate grandson, Emperor Yong’an, succeeded him."

"Emperor He is robust. Six months ago, he sought out several Taoists, intending to explore the path to eternal life."

Shen Hua listened with great interest.

"It turns out Ji Wang fears he won’t outlive the official family and might enter the grave before the official does."

"What about the Crown Prince?"

Cui Yun: "Ji Zhui has hung a Dragon Robe in his secret chamber. He is shorter than Ji Wang, but after all, he is the legitimate heir."

Shen Hua pondered, "It’s just a pity that the official family does not know about these matters. If they did, I suppose Shengjing would be thrown into chaos."

Cui Yun’s fingertips paused. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but his voice was particularly enigmatic: "He will know."

He did not look at Shen Hua, seeing that the girl was listening intently, so he chose topics that the girl loved to hear.

"In recent days, the official family has neglected both, turning to support Ji Ge, making him the target of all. Behind their backs, both intentionally and unintentionally, they have been sabotaged numerous times, and a few days ago by the lakeside, in the blink of an eye, he fell into the water."

"He was unharmed."

Even if Emperor He knows who was behind it, he may not necessarily seek justice for Ji Ge.

His closeness to Ji Ge serves more as a warning to the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince.

Shen Hua: "The Seventh Prince is on good terms with Ji Huo, and Ji Huo cannot stand to see his friends mistreated, will surely stand up for him."

Cui Yun spoke evenly, "You really admire the Heir of Prince Gong."

"It’s just a pity that Prince Gong doesn’t let him intervene. Ji Huo is ultimately afraid of being punished with the cane."

Cui Yun slightly smiled: "However, feeling guilty, he invited the unscathed Ji Ge to the brothel. He picked over thirty prostitutes for him to choose from."

It was also considered throwing down a lot of money.

Shen Hua was annoyed.

"Ji Ge is married."

Before his marriage, Ji Ge, like Ji Huo, was a pleasure-seeker, a libertine. After marrying Le Jia, although their relationship as a married couple was not normal, Ji Ge completely stopped going to brothels."

"Did Ji Ge really pick a prostitute?"

"He did not."

Cui Yun: "After three rounds of drinks, Ji Ge ran away. Ji Huo got heavily drunk, even mistaking someone else for a brother and bonded as if they were in the brothel."

Shen Hua’s brow slightly furrowed. Her instinct told her that a simpleton would get in trouble.

"These days, Ji Huo has had money and dressed splendidly. Seeing him unconscious, the male guest harbored evil thoughts. He robbed all the valuables. Not even the robes were spared."

In the end, only a thin pair of underpants remained. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

She heard Cui Yun say.

"The next day, the news spread throughout Shengjing."

"What news?"

"The Heir of Prince Gong is fond of men."

Shen Hua initially remained silent, then her shoulders shook, and finally, she laughed uncontrollably.

"He still couldn’t escape a beating with the cane."

After being punished, he was also confined to his quarters.

He was naturally unwilling and intended to climb over the wall to escape, but his plan failed miserably when he was caught in the act. In a moment of desperation, he accidentally fell from the wall.

Now, he is resting on a couch, nursing his leg.

If he had known this earlier, he would have embraced going to the palace to seek justice from Ji Ge instead.

Ji Ge visited him: "Hahaha."

"Get out!"

Ji Wang visited him, starting with detailed inquiries and then subtly and circuitously sowing discord.

Ji Huo’s mind simply didn’t grasp it.

He even fell asleep listening.

Ji Zhui also visited him, the Crown Prince with a senior’s demeanor said: "Cousin, you should understand some things, and share the burdens of our uncle. He can’t protect you forever."

Ji Huo looked at him askance.

"Why not, once Uncle gets the Immortal Pill for eternal life, just share one with my father and it will be settled."

This statement, relayed with intent by someone from Prince Gong, was presented to Emperor He.

Emperor He was greatly pleased, and upon Prince Gong’s departure from the palace, he received carloads of supplements.

Under the light, Cui Yun’s face, with its deep-set eyes appeared exceptionally noble and stunning, he asked nonchalantly.

"Shengjing was bustling these past days. Do you plan to return to Shengjing with me, or go back to Fengzhou?"

Shen Hua’s heart was indeed tickled by the idea.

She missed her faction!

But she still had her senses.

"Back to Fengzhou."

"Aunt Sun has aged, she should be enjoying her time with her grandchildren rather than being burdened with everything while you seek tranquility."

Her decision, Cui Yun did not interfere.

"The world is also becoming increasingly unstable."

Fengzhou, being far from Shengjing, meant Shen Hua would be safer despite her antics.

Shen Hua understood his implication.

She sullenly responded with a grunt.

But in the end, she remembered her purpose.

Shen Hua got onto the couch: "I’ll try the calming incense in your room."

She really wasn’t afraid of what Cui Yun might do.

Seeing her turn her head and close her eyes to sleep, Cui Yun felt a resurgence of the stifling feelings from earlier in the morning, this time even more intensely.

The words of the girl, fearing he would fall ill, echoed repeatedly by his ear.

His eyebrows fiercely knitted.

"Are you truly not afraid of consequences?"

Shen Hua walked to the front of the couch, pulling off her embroidered shoes: "Ha!"

He stood for a long time without a word, then he raised his hand and started unbuttoning his clothes. One by one, his robe fell to the floor.

He pressed down.

Fine and numerous kisses, slender jade fingers slipping inside his collar.

The girl looked at the canopy above her head.

Yet she still had the mood to secretly recall:

Flat embroidery, stripe embroidery, point embroidery, Bian Xiu, net embroidery, sand embroidery...

Suddenly, her almond eyes widened.

"You..."

He turned and twisted, her delicate body trembling.

After a long while, he withdrew his fingertips, chuckled lowly.

"That’s wet already?"