"Just as Sister Mianmian said, karma always holds true. You are rely doing your utmost to mitigate the losses."
He had no doubt about Ruan Mian’s motives, even if he wasn’t completely sure what big fish she wanted to catch with Qin Fu, his intuition told him that everything Sister Mianmian did was right, beyond question.
He was willing to follow her for a lifeti, even if... even if it wasn’t like he had once imagined, he still wanted to protect her and Lord He.
Yun Xiu composed himself: "It’s getting late, I won’t disturb you any longer, Sister Mianmian."
Before Ruan Mian could finish speaking, he had already turned and left the room.
Yet that night, Yun Xiu sat atop the roof, unable to sleep.
Between heaven and earth, he was battling with himself, repeatedly telling himself to withdraw the certain emotions surging within his heart.
From now on, Sister Mianmian would just be his sister, just the wife of the Lord Song he respected most.
The next day.
As agreed, Ruan Mian ca to find Qin Fu with the new weapon designs.
By then, the funeral rites at Qin Mansion had already been completed, as if nothing had happened, everything was as usual.
Except for not hearing Mrs. Qin’s scolding of the servants, everything else was no different from before.
Perhaps Mrs. Qin herself couldn’t have imagined she would end up in such a fate.
Even more pitiful was that she and Qin Shen’s bodies had not yet turned cold, and Qin Fu was already enjoying song and dance in the mansion.
After Ruan Mian arrived at the mansion, she discovered a secret flower-viewing banquet had started in the backyard, though it wasn’t publicly announced, Qin Fu paid no mind to what the servants might say upon seeing it. Of course, he also believed that with his power and prestige, few would dare to oppose him in Wenchang.
And so he was utterly brazen.
Ruan Mian composed her deanor, and upon her arrival, Qin Fu promptly invited her in.
Knowing that she, a woman, disliked such occasions, he had the servants first lead her to rest in a nearby pavilion, where he followed, smiling at Ruan Mian.
"Miss Ruan, have you finished drafting the designs?"
Ruan Mian smiled slightly and handed the designs she brought to Qin Fu.
Qin Fu cherished them as if they were treasures, eagerly scrutinizing them.
But at this mont, researching them was not the most urgent matter.
After a while, he quickly put them away with a smile and spoke to Ruan Mian.
"Miss Ruan, I need to show these designs to a distinguished guest tomorrow, and I’ll need you to attend and chat with the guest."
"A distinguished guest?" Upon hearing the words "distinguished guest," Ruan Mian’s interest was piqued.
After all, anyone whom Qin Fu regarded as a distinguished guest must not be an ordinary person, surely soone extrely significant to King Yan’s faction.
As expected, when Ruan Mian inquired about the guest’s identity, Qin Fu leaned in closer and whispered.
"This guest is not an ordinary person, and only soone I trust greatly can be inford of the guest’s identity."
"Since you, Miss Ruan, are aligned with and such an important weapons manufacturer, naturally I must tell you. I also hope Miss Ruan will help properly entertain the distinguished guest tomorrow."
Qin Fu gave her a aningful look, and then said.
"He is the adopted son of King Yan, and his most valued person, Li Ren, Prince Li. The princely heir is specifically visiting on behalf of King Yan to review our weapons. If they are genuinely of use to the prince, we both will enjoy boundless prosperity in the future."
Upon hearing the na Li Ren, Ruan Mian felt unfamiliar.
Because she hadn’t read the latter part of the original book, she didn’t know who this Li Ren was or what role he played in the rebellion.
But since he was one of King Yan’s n, he surely wasn’t a good person.
Yet... at that mont, sothing suddenly flashed in her mind, seemingly a mory forcibly entering her brain.
A vague figure was lying in a pool of blood amidst a bloody scene, clutching his chest in pain and crying out.
"Why, why!!!"
Returning to reality, Ruan Mian suddenly realized that the person lying in the blood pool was nad Li Ren.
Why did he suddenly appear in her mory? And why was he in a blood pool?
Without cause or resolution, Ruan Mian felt utterly perplexed.
While thinking, Qin Fu noticed her unusual expression and couldn’t help but ask, "Miss Ruan, do you have any concerns?"
"Rest assured, with your abilities, just a few words will surely win over the princely heir."
"Oh, and I didn’t an it that way, I just an, Miss Ruan, just exhibit your skills, showcase our weapons properly tomorrow, and say a few pleasing things to make him happy. After all, n! If the young master is pleased, we can feast and drink in Da Jing."
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