"Nothing much," Pei Zhan glanced at her, "We are newlyweds, deeply in love, she often accompanies under the moonlit flowers, whispering sweet nothings. I just wish I could spend more ti with her."
What is that damn seventh brother thinking?
He just can’t imagine anything good happening, always hoping for their marriage to fall apart!
As he was halfway through his words, Du Mingqian next to him gave him a strange look. Once he finished speaking, Du Mingqian’s question followed: "When you say things like that, don’t you feel nauseous?"
Pei Zhan turned his gaze towards him.
Du Mingqian said, "Such sappy words, if your father, my Uncle Pei, said them, I’d find it normal. But how can you say them?
"I rember ever since you were a kid, whenever you saw your parents together, you’d roll your eyes. You said if soone ever acted that sappy with you, you’d rather be dead."
"Did I?" Pei Zhan took a sip of water and scratched the back of his head, "I don’t rember. Married life is too vibrant; who still rembers those past things?
"Unlike you single folks, unable to appreciate the happiness of having a beautiful companion."
Du Mingqian, usually a man of good temper, had been given a na with the word "Qian" because when a rogue Fang Shi suggested a na change in his childhood, his grandfather agreed without hesitation. But at this mont, he couldn’t help but twitch at Pei Zhan’s shaless words.
Just getting a wife causes such drastic change; is he really not possessed?
Cheng Chili, seeing the essence of it, scoffed coldly.
Judging by how exaggerated he’s boasting, if Fu Zhen were to genuinely give in during this month, then there surely must be ghosts in this world!
Just as he was about to seize the opportunity to jab at him twice, avenging how he threatened him earlier, soone rushed in from outside the door:
"General! The guard from the General Mansion has co with a ssage. The Young Madam requests the General’s assistance at the other courtyard!"
Du Mingqian, unaware of their underlying complications, remained perplexed. Despite Cheng Chili knowing for sure that sothing was up in the other courtyard, he still couldn’t figure out why Pei Zhan was needed!
Both were eager to help.
Hearing that Fu Zhen needed assistance, Pei Zhan could no longer sit still! "You guys stay here, I’m off!"
With that, he imdiately grabbed the horse whip and left the camp.
Outside the camp, indeed one of Fu Zhen’s guards was waiting under the sun. Seeing him, the guard imdiately approached:
"General! The Young Madam caught an assassin from the Zhe Family last night, but the interrogation isn’t going well!"
Pei Zhan’s heart felt warm, "Was it the Young Madam who asked you to find ?"
The guard shook his head, "It was Young Master Xuan who sent ."
Pei Zhan felt a bit disappointed but imdiately mounted his horse, "Let’s go!"
Riding fast and slow, they arrived at the other courtyard where Liang Xuan had been stretching his neck, waiting.
"Uncle, why did you just get back?"
Originally, he should’ve returned to the Liang Family by this ti, but rembering that this kid showed so righteousness by alerting him, Pei Zhan skipped over that consideration, asked a few questions about the situation in the house, and went in.
Fu Zhen’s interrogation indeed wasn’t going well.
Initially thinking that since this scoundrel survived after the poison was removed, he must be a cowardly person. But unexpectedly, torture couldn’t break him, nor could any additional inducents.
In the heat of confrontation, soone announced, "The General is here."
She suddenly turned around, seeing Pei Zhan indeed entering the house, still clad in armor with a long sword at his waist, appearing as if he ca directly from the camp.
Once he stepped in, the originally spacious room imdiately felt cramped.
Even the assassin on the ground, when looking up at him, had a darker look in his eyes.
"Why didn’t you wait for to return?" Pei Zhan handed the helt to Guo Song behind him and sat beside Fu Zhen, "Such matters should be left to ."
Then he looked down at the ground, "Soone, carry him to the Xu Mansion’s entrance."
His words caused everyone in the room to pause.
Fu Zhen initially wanted to refuse his intervention, thinking that with identities almost clear, dealing with Xu Yin should be left to Liang Ning and the Liang Family. She felt embarrassed to ask for more help.
Yet he openly suggested carrying the assassin back...
She imdiately sat up!
"What’s this got to do with the Xu family? If you’ve got any issue, co at . What are you guys scheming?!"
The assassin on the ground shouted hoarsely.
He was panicking!
Fu Zhen’s eyes glead brightly, turning to Pei Zhan, and she leaned back against the chair.
Exactly!
If interrogation fails, send him directly to the Xu family. Then, will Xu Yin take him in or not?
If he takes him, isn’t it obvious to others there’s an issue?
If not, this assassin clearly becos a discarded pawn. He hasn’t sought death yet; isn’t it because he believes he has a lifeline? Where does this lifeline stem from? Besides Xu Yin, who else could save him?
If he were to witness Xu Yin abandoning him, even if he wouldn’t retaliate, he’d at least beco disloyal to Xu Yin. Afterward, it would be relatively easier to pry so information from him!
How could Fu Zhen refuse his help now?
Having once held authority indeed makes a difference; she showed her respect!
"ntioning the Xu family gets you so agitated? I didn’t even specify which Xu Mansion," Pei Zhan didn’t miss a trace of Fu Zhen’s expression, his face as serious as ice, "Seems you fear becoming a discarded pawn."
The assassin gave a fierce look: "Don’t think you can extract a word from ! Even if you resort to tricks and send away, my master won’t be fooled!"
"What if I add a confession with your fingerprint on it?" Pei Zhan received a few sheets of paper and a pen from Guo Song behind him, "You attempted to assassinate a General, a cri deserving death, and the facts about your cri, I know them too well. If I write them down, have you stamp your fingerprint, and then deliver both you and the confession to Princess Rong, do you think she won’t figure out the mastermind behind all this?"
The assassin gritted his teeth, humming coldly: "The testimony is your fabrication, and I am in your hands. How easy would it be to fake it? Who wouldn’t see through it?
"Moreover, my master isn’t that superficial. My assassination attempt failed, taking it to Princess Rong couldn’t harm him in any substantial way. Conversely, if you expose yourselves, wouldn’t you surely beco his targets? Would that be good for you?"
Listening to this, Fu Zhen couldn’t help but look at this villain in a new light; with such ticulous thinking, he wouldn’t easily be swayed by Xu Yin.
"Aren’t you from the south?"
Suddenly, Pei Zhan threw out such a question. "Are you from the northern lands?"
Fu Zhen snapped back to reality.
Indeed, despite all his talk just now, although he tried to use official phrasing, it still bore a noticeable northern accent.
Xu Yin is from Tanzhou, so how could his guards be from the north?
She glanced at the assassin, seeing his lips tightly pressed together, staring at Pei Zhan but silent.
"Speak!"
Pei Zhan swiftly drew out a long sword, and in a flash of white light inside the room, the sword tip was at the assassin’s Adam’s apple!
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