Volume 1: This Heart's Inclination Chapter 33: Matters of the Heart

  At this moment, there is no sentence more lethal than this one.

  Tai Shi's gaze flashed over in an instant, turning into a tangible entity that could annihilate thousands of troops in seconds.

  The posture of reclining lazily under the moonlight is very enticing, the night-blooming jasmine petals falling on the snow-white pajamas are very picturesque, and the beauty of the lips smiling at the corner of the window with a crescent moonlight is very beautiful.

  Unfortunately, I don't understand his romantic feelings, and all I regret is that I couldn't take him along with his night clothes and soft couch to the brothel.

  But in the end, she chose to throw the little rascal in her hands into the arms of a bigger rascal.

  "Are you hungry?" She gave a cold smile to Jing Tai Lan who was finally awakened and pointed at Rong Chu, "Eat him!"

  Chu Yun, “……”

  Zhao Thirteen stood guard outside the door, silently stroking his chest...

  Tai Shi Lan took a big step out of the door, let out a long sigh, and decided to switch rooms this time - get away from those two lunatics!

  She suddenly stopped after walking just a few steps.

  Rong Chu seems to be intentionally provoking her?

  What does he want to do?

  He wants to get rid of her so he can be alone with Jing Tai Lan?

  At this time, Tai Shi Lan calmly thought back and began to notice that Rong Chu's attitude towards Jing Tai Lan was not right.

  He seems...to know this kid.

  Recognize, why don't recognize? Still want to drive her away and then recognize? What is Jing Tai Lan's identity after all?

  And besides, leaving a two-year-old child with someone like Rong Chu is...

  Tai Shi Lan suddenly turned around and walked faster and faster. However, just as she was about to reach the small building on the upper floor, she stopped in her tracks.

  In the darkness, a figure flashed by and disappeared.

  Look again, the entire upper house and small building, on the roof, at the corners, in the shadows, all the inconspicuous places, there are vaguely black shadows like boulders, motionless, and blending with the whole house.

  Are these all his bodyguards?

  She walked out and didn't think about going back in easily, even if she did go back in, she wouldn't hear what she wanted to hear.

  Tai Shi Lan stopped in her tracks, thought for a moment, and sat down on the floor downstairs. This was a path that everyone had to take when going downstairs, so if Rong Chu wanted to take away the Jing Tai Blue, she would know about it.

  She leaned against the cold wall, staring at the stars with unblinking eyes.

  On the rooftop, Zhao Thirteen suddenly looked at her with a strange expression.

  There was indeed a conversation in the house.

  Tai Shi Lan walked away, and Rong Chu immediately put the blue porcelain in her arms on the couch, then turned around.

  Jing Tai Lan, who had completely woken up, suddenly stretched out his short and stout little foot, blocking Rong Chu's next movement.

  "Ah......ah......" He muttered to himself, "Don't..."

  Rong Chu gazed at him for a while, sighed, sat down beside him and said: "Let's go back, okay?"

  Jingtai Lan immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

  Rong Chu sighed again, "I said a wet nurse, even if she sold her body and colluded with the palace guards to escape from the palace, it would be impossible for her to bring you out as well... originally... there was also your help..." He squatted down and wrapped the quilt tightly around Jing Tai, "We have to go back, you have your responsibilities, you are..."

  Jingtai Lan's big head shook as if it was about to fall off.

  Rong Chu felt dizzy, stretched out her hand to cover his forehead, Jing Tai Lan took the opportunity to lean into his arms, playing with his collar, murmuring: "Don't... want to play."

  "You can go back and play."

  "Going back is no good..." Jing Tai Lan raised his head, forty-five degrees pure angel angle reappeared, "No one accompanies me to play..."

  "You weren't born to play." Rong Chu shook his head, "The news hasn't come out yet, but this can't be hidden from people. Once it's known, who knows how many heads will fall, and also, the Empress Dowager..."

  Jing Tai Lan had been listening with a confused expression, but when he mentioned the Empress Dowager, he shook his head desperately, his big eyes quickly misting over, "No... no..."

  "What's wrong?" Chu Mei's eyebrows twitched slightly.

  "She doesn't want me..." Jing Tai Lan rushed into Rong Chu's arms, her big head buried tightly in his shoulder.

  Rong Chu held him, for a moment slightly dazed, this child, although still an infant, but he had grown accustomed to seeing him amidst gold and jade, atop the grand hall, high and far behind the magnificent screen, never thinking that there would come a day when he would be in his arms.

  When she held the Jingtai blue like this, Rong Chu touched his wrist and suddenly froze.

  He immediately flipped his wrist, grasped the pulse of Jing Tai Lan, and carefully felt it. His face gradually became somewhat solemn.

  After a while, he let go of his hand, and Jing Tai Lan was already sleeping on his shoulder with drool flowing down. Rong Chu gently patted his hand and said, "Go and invite the best doctor from Dong Chang."

  "Yes."

  The famous doctor was quickly invited in and soon came out, his face looking serious as he said to Rong Chu: "Your young master has contracted a strange illness, it seems like poisoning, I am unable..."

  "Uh-huh." Rong Chu nodded, "It's okay, dead people don't need to be very capable."

  The doctor was stunned and hadn't reacted yet, when he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his head, as if the entire sky had suddenly pressed down, and everything went dark in an instant.

  He fell silently and softly into Zhao Thirteen's hands, never knowing why he died.

  "After doing good deeds, comfort his family." Yung Chut ordered calmly.

  "Yes."

  The doctor's body was quickly disposed of, and Dongchang City would have one more person who would never be found again.

  The weak struggle to exist, but are easily erased by the strong with a mere wave of their sleeve.

  Zhao Thirteen stood respectfully behind Rong Chu.

  "Master..." He hesitated, unsure of Rong Chu's current mood.

  "Don't you think this is a good opportunity?" Rong Chu stood with his hands behind him, silent for a moment before asking in a low tone.

  "Yes." Zhao Thirteen did not evade the question, "After Empress Dowager took power, she has been interfering with you in many ways. If we can seize this opportunity... With your Dragon Soul Guard, Old Duke Guo's old forces in the military, and Li Da's unparalleled Jianghu influence, it will be a call to arms, enough to..."

  Rong Chu waved his hand, and Zhao Thirteen immediately stopped talking.

  "It's his business here." Rong Chu turned around and looked at Jing Tai Lan, "Seal the secret, don't let it leak out."

  Zhao Shi San's eyes burst with joy - the master discovered this earth-shattering secret, yet instead of sending him back, he even sealed the secret. Does that mean he also has ambitions to usurp an even higher position?

  "Don't think too much." Rong Chu looked at him and said leisurely, "I'm just waiting for a while to make sure what Zhong Zhenghui is thinking."

  Such a big thing has happened in the palace, it's been several days and nights, Empress Dowager Zong Zhenghui should have known about it by now, she must have informed the three dukes, but now, apparently, no one in the court knows about this matter.

  If it weren't for his subordinates' diverse powers and especially keen messages, he would still be kept in the dark.

  What does Zong Zhenghui want to do?

  He thought of the poison on the Jingtai blue and mentioned the Empress Dowager's expression, with Chu's eyes becoming increasingly deep and turbulent.

  As the sky was about to brighten, he let Jing Tai sleep and thought of going out for a walk. Just as he walked out of the small building, he suddenly paused.

  Under the flower wall downstairs, Tai Shi was sitting on the ground with his head down and had already fallen asleep.

  Rong Chu stopped beside her and bent down to look at her.

  This was the first time he saw her sleeping face, in the thin morning light, her lips slightly curled up, unlike the usual cold and tight-lipped when she was awake, instantly losing a few points of sharpness and coolness, gaining a few points of warmth and gentleness.

  It wasn't until now that he realized the impression he had of her being tough-looking was just an illusion. In reality, her facial features were perfectly proportioned, with a rare beauty that suited both men and women. Her extremely black eyebrows were slightly raised, giving off a hint of wildness and a fierce aura, but her lips were soft and thin, quietly beautiful like cherry blossoms in the morning light.

  This woman is still quite good even when she doesn't open her eyes or speak...

  If she smiles, she must have a unique charm, or can barely be called a beauty...

  Rong Chu stared blankly at Tai Shi Lan's face, and suddenly, unconsciously, she slowly extended her fingertips towards her...