From Linâan comes the news when Chu Mingyun is in the main courtyard airing books. Scrolls are spread like laundry; ancient pictures cover the grounds as the sunlight stretches across the courtyard and a warm breeze stirs the air.
Heâs holding a book about war tactics over his forehead, a rare stunned-looking expression on his face, curious as to whether he heard it wrongly. âJust now, you saidâŠâŠ where is Chen Xuanwenâs grandson at this moment?â
Qin Zhao looks at Chu Mingyun across several yards of scrolls. He repeats expressionlessly, âIn the Red Sleeves Beckon in the capital.â
âHeh, how interesting.â Chu Mingyun smiles. âDid someone bring him here from a thousand li to sell him into a brothel?â
Qin Zhao doesnât know how to answer him.
He leisurely tosses the book onto the ground, his light footsteps stir a small gust of air ruffling the book corners, in the blink of an eye, he appears beside Qin Zhao. âSo be it. I will take a look. Wait in the manor for news of my return.â
âYes,â Qin Zhao says as he looks at the ground so filled with books that it left no space for anyone to stand. âShige, these booksâŠâŠâ
âAll yours.â Chu Mingyun waves his hand, not even turning back.
Qin Zhao: ââŠâŠOh.â
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In the Red Sleeves Beckon, the scent of flowers and wine fills the air, welcoming delighted guests to exchange cups. The smiles of beautiful women follow one after the last as melodious voices sing in sweet tunes in the hall down below, floating clearly through wooden planks into all the rooms upstairs, except for this one.
Su Shiyu withdraws his studying gaze. He turns to smile at the maidservant holding a teacup. âMany thanks.â
âNo need to be so polite, Young Master.â Blushing, the maidservant steps aside.
âYouâve waited for long.â Jingshu hangs the side of the curtains on the silver hook and turns her head to look at the youth holding her hand behind her. âItâs all right. Come out.â
The youth slowly walks in front of Su Shiyu. He appears prim and pure, except for a little paleness as he looks at Su Shiyu with worry.
Su Shiyu scrutinizes him closely then softens his voice as he asks, âYou are Chen Siheng?â
The youth nods his head.
Su Shiyu lightly smiles and continues to say gently, âYou must have seen me before when you were little. Do you remember?â
Chen Siheng hesitantly glances atSu Shiyu, then shakes his head.
Su Shiyu ponders over it for a long while. He turns his gaze to Jingshu, who is standing at the side. âAh, Iâve forgotten to thank you. If not for your rescue, I fear he would have perished in the fire.â
âI only happened to pass by. I didnât break a sweatâ Jingshu says.
âOnly, there is something I do not understand.â Su Shiyu says, âAs an ordinary woman, how did you rescue him from the fire?â
Jingshu shakes her head. âHow could I have that capability? He rushed out on his own and fainted in front of my carriage. Such a young age. I found him pitiful , so I brought him home. Now, since someone came to fetch him, I can be reassured.â
âI see.â Su Shiyu nods his head. He looks at Chen Siheng, who has revealed the tip of his head to him. After a moment of thought, he speaks gently: âI am a colleague of your grandfatherâs. My family and him share a good relationship, so Iâve been looking for you for a very long time.â
Chen Siheng says nothing.
Su Shiyu continues with extreme patience: âI came to help. No need to be afraid.â
Seeing how this man speaks in such a soft manner, Chen Sihengâs tense body relaxes unconsciously.
Acknowledging this, Su Shiyu slowly asks, âHow much do you remember from that day?â
Chen Siheng slowly raises his head and looks at Jingshu, before turning to Su Shiyu once more. With vacant eyes, he seems like heâs still caught in the nightmare of that night. He parts his lips, speaking with incredible difficulty: âIâŠâŠI couldnât remember. Itâs too chaoticâŠâŠ Everywhere was fireâŠâŠâ
Just as Su Shiyu opens his mouth to offer guidance, Chen Siheng stutters, âI only heardâŠâŠFather speaking to, he calls the otherâŠâŠâ
âCalls the other who?â Su Shiyu looks at him.
âCallâŠâŠ Calls him,â Chen Siheng pauses a few times. He looks like heâs in pain, vaguely saying, âCalls himâŠ..â
âAy, ay, ay Young Master! This maiden of ours doesnât take guests!â All of a sudden the loud and sharp voice of a woman startles Chen Siheng, abruptly cutting his voice off.
âPlease donât. Wait a while. I will go ask the maiden, aish, donât youââ
The door, engraved with flower patterns, is pushed open. The curtains are lifted by a sandalwood fan. A pair of unusually beautiful eyes reveal themselves; upon seeing Su Shiyu sitting inside, Chu Mingyunâs lips curl into a smile. âI was saying, why are they going out of their way to stop me.? Seems thereâs an honoured guest.â
The madam helplessly follows behind him. She fearfully looks at the woman standing in front of her. Jingshu meets her gaze and smiles. âSince this Young Master is here, let us not make them unhappy. You may take your leave.â
As if receiving a great amnesty, the madam leaves immediately. Jingshu hesitates, smiling as she asks Chu Mingyun, âIs there any reason this Young Master is looking for me?â
Chu Mingyun sends her a smiling glance. He doesnât answer her, but walks towards Su Shiyu instead. âIâve said earlier that you and I share Fate. Wonât you believe me now?â
Su Shiyu furrows his brows. âWhy are you here?â
This truly is a small world.
According to the law, members of court shouldnât appear in places of entertainment. Presently, two of the most important officials of the present dynasty have gathered here. Either this brothel will become famous or be shut down.
âSince you are here, then naturally Iââ Chu Mingyun places his arm on Su Shiyuâs shoulder, leaning in close. He bit the corner of his lips into a smile. âCame here to catch an adultery red-handed.â
Su Shiyu uncomfortably rises to his feet and takes a few steps back with a slight smile. âYou joke.â
Chu Mingyunâs hand misses Su Shiyuâs shoulder.. He slowly adjusts his sleeve, gaze falling upon the unnerved youth. âThis little critter is Chen Siheng?â
When he speaks, his eyes meet Su Shiyuâs once more. He recalls the news reported by the person escorting Chen Xuanwen earlier and gives a smile, then comes to a conclusion in his heart.
Jingshu also smiles and says, âIt seems like this Young Master also came here searching for someone. Since both of you know each other, then please take a seat and have some tea.â
As both of them take their seat, Su Shiyu consoles Chen Siheng. âItâs alright; keep talking about what you wanted to say just now. Who did your father call the other person?â
âIâŠâŠâ Chen Siheng parts his mouth. Jingshu presses a hand onto his shoulder. He jerks suddenly, then looks bewilderedly at the two men before his eyes, no longer able to speak.
âWhy, are you still afraid?â Jingshu leans down to give him a gentle hug and softly says, âThese two Young Masters are here to help you. They would never harm you. Thereâs no need to be afraid.â
Chen Siheng grabs her sleeve, clenching his teeth, and no longer says anything.
Jingshu helplessly sighs. She looks at them and says, âThereâs something about the Young Master that you donât know. His condition since that day isnât good, so itâs easy for him to be afraid. I fear he was just frightened.â
Chu Mingyun gives her a half-smile. âSo, itâs my fault for coming at the wrong time?â
âHow can it be put like that?â Jingshu smiles. âCould I please take him behind to have some peace? After heâs restored, both of you Young Masters could come and ask again?â
Su Shiyu smiles and says, âMight as well. It seems we will have to trouble you.â
âForgive us, both Young Masters.â Jingshu bows and pulls Chen Siheng into the inner room, their figures separated by green curtains.
Su Shiyu drinks a mouthful of tea. His gaze falling upon Chu Mingyun, he says, âCouldnât have thought that youâd be so concerned about the matters of Chen Xuanwen that youâd come to this place in person.â
âThe same to you.â Chu Mingyun says leisurely, âI too hadnât thought that you would be here, yet you still look like youâre here for state affairs. How admirable.â
âItâs state affairs to begin with. Whatâs wrong with me behaving like this?â
Chu Mingyun cants his head to the side to look at him. He squints his eyes. âThis isnât some proper place. Of course itâs strange for you to act like that.â
âPray tell what high opinions do you have? Enlighten me,â Su Shiyu says.
Chu Mingyun curls the corner of his lips, lowering his voice until it is suspiciously soft. He glares at him and says, âYou want to know? Then let us find an empty room, Iâll teach you.â
Su Shiyu pauses and doesnât react for a while. Only when he catches sight of the maidservantâs blush from the corner of his eye, does he understand what Chu Mingyun said. After a long moment of silence, Su Shiyu only says, âChen Xuanwen is just a retired scholar and has passed away. Why are you so concerned about his affairs?â
Itâs been a long time since Chu Mingyun sees someone change the subject so stiffly.
Chu Mingyun looks away in disinterest and answers, âIâm a recipient of Chen Xuanwenâs kindness. Since I was unable to protect him, naturally I would try to protect his grandson.â
His response surprises Su Shiyu, but before he could ask anything else, Jingshu returns with Chen Siheng.
âLittle critter, have you thought it through?â Chu Mingyun asks.
Chen Siheng lowers his eyes. âIâŠâŠI remember.â
âFatherâŠâŠ he calledâŠâŠ that other person, His Highness.â Every word is choked out.
Su Shiyu withdraws his gaze and is silent for a long time.
Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu ask a few more questions and Chen Siheng answers them with an unclear mind. It seems like everything was indeed in chaos when it happened. He is young and doesnât know much. They canât get anymore information out of Chen Siheng so they stand up to leave. Chun Minyun stares at Chen Siheng who stands there unmoving and raises a brow: âYou are not following along? Are you having a good time here?â
Chen Siheng takes a few steps back and stands behind Jingshu. Jingshu looks at him in surprise and gently convinces him to step back out. Yet, he stubbornly refuses to move. He looks pale, yet thereâs a rare determination in his gaze.
Su Shiyu lightly smiles and says, âHe trusts you a lot. Since he refuses to leave, we wonât force him.â He glances at Jingshu. âIt seems like weâll have to trouble you for a few more days.â
Jingshu recovers from her surprise, then immediately smiles. âThe Young Master is too polite. Since this is the caseâŠâŠ I will watch over him in your stead.â
Chu Mingyun gives both of them a look that speaks volumes, before snorting coldy and leaving for the outside.
âYour Excellency Chu,â After leaving the Red Sleeves Beckon, Su Shiyu calls after him from behind. âThere is a teahouse in front. Does His Excellency Chu have the time to come to tea with me?â
Chu Mingyun takes his time turning around and walks towards him slowly. âDidnât we just drink?â
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âHeh.â Chu Mingyun smiles. âLetâs go.â
They enter the teahouse and choose a quiet place to sit. Chu Mingyun supports his jaw with a hand as he pushes the teacup a bit further away. He goes straight to the point. âThere are no outsiders here. Speak what you want to say, since I donât think I am in the mood to drink anyways.â
Su Shiyu slightly smiles and quickly replies, âDoes His Excellency Chu believe what he says?â
âChen Siheng is real, but the words he says might not be the truth.â
âIt seems like weâre of like mind. Additionally, something about Maiden Jingshu seems to be amiss. Suddenly, I thought of something. If itâs possible, I wish to ally with Your Excellency Chu once more as we did in the underground prison.â
âOhâ?â Chu Mingyun looks at him. âYou knew something was amiss with that woman, yet you still dare to let Chen Siheng remain there?â
âJudging by his stubbornness, would Your Excellency Chu forcibly take him away otherwise?â Su Shiyu says, âThis is, after all, the capital. Maiden Jingshu knows that we are keeping an eye on them. She wouldnât do anything to him, so there is no need to worry.â
Chu Mingyun smiles at him indifferently and says, âWhat do you want me to do?â
Su Shiyuâs fingers slowly brush against the side of the teacup. âYour Excellency Chu understands in his heart that someone intends to sow trouble in the capital. Even if you and I arenât on the best of terms, at the very least we could be allies against an outside enemy?â
âI treat you with such deep passion, why couldnât we consider being on good terms? How it wounds my heart.â Chu Mingyun sighs.
âHis Excellency Chu.â Su Shiyu looks at him.
ââŠâŠSpeak.â
Su Shiyu withdraws his gaze, no longer beating around the bush. âThe governor has been keeping an eye on an underground gambling den. Itâs incredibly hidden, so no secrets have been uprooted yet. However, these few days, while looking for Chen Siheng, I realized that the Red Sleeves Beckon has dealings with that gambling den.â
Chu Mingyun ponders over it and his smile deepens, âPassing messages and gathering information in a brothel; exchanging money and collecting wealth in a gambling den. If this is indeed the same person manipulating everything from behind, then this plan isnât bad at all.â
Su Shiyu nods. âIs His Excellency Chu interested in taking a look at it with me?â
Chu Mingyun gives a low little laugh. âNaturally.â
Authorâs Notes:
I feel happy every time I see comments or the number of bookmarks increase, knowing that all of you like my story. Itâs too good.