readytorunbook Chapter 242 Fu Yiming is ordered to deliver silver to Prince Rui's residence.
Chapter 242 Fu Yiming is ordered to deliver silver to Prince Rui's residence.
Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi had been staying in this small courtyard for several days. During this time, General Shi, who was far away on the frontier, specially sent someone to deliver silver to Feng Chenyi.
Inside the box containing the silver was a signed letter and a message explaining where the silver came from. Although it wasn't much, just a little over two thousand taels, it had been collected by many people in the army.
The next day, an uninvited guest arrived at the courtyard. Zhai Yun wondered if the Prince Rui's mansion had any connection with him except for that competition.
Fu Yiming looked around and sat down in the courtyard to drink the tea that Feng Chenyi had just brewed. He was a guest, but he really shouldn't be here at this time.
"Young Master Fu, you couldn't have taken the time out of your busy schedule just to see my current predicament, could you?" Tomorrow is the wedding, and Fu Yiming should be at the post station making preparations.
Fu Yiming smelled the aroma of the tea, took a small sip, and a faint smile appeared on his face, though it didn't reach his eyes. "I didn't realize that Prince Rui was such a connoisseur of tea. You must have put a lot of thought into this tea!"
Fu Yiming gave an irrelevant answer, so Feng Chenyi simply remained silent, waiting for him to explain on his own initiative.
"Why is Young Master Rui nowhere to be seen today?" Fu Yiming had been sitting here for almost half the night. In the past, Prince Rui and Young Master Rui were inseparable.
Feng Chenyi poured himself a cup of tea and slowly brewed another pot. "She went out on business. If Young Master Fu came specifically to see her, you've come at the wrong time."
A hint of suspicion flashed in Fu Yiming's eyes, but a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, that's quite a coincidence."
Just then, footsteps came from outside. Feng Chenyi first glanced at Fu Yiming, who was looking outside, then took out a brand new teacup, filled it with hot tea, and placed it in the closest spot to himself.
As soon as Zhai Yun stepped into the courtyard, she saw Fu Yiming and Feng Chenyi sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. Fu Yiming's gaze had been looking her up and down ever since she appeared.
Zhai Yun walked to the freshly poured hot tea and slowly sat down. She was also surprised by Fu Yiming's arrival and wondered what he and Brother Yi were talking about. Zhai Yun didn't say a word.
Feng Chenyi refilled Fu Yiming's teacup and reminded him, "Young Master Fu, tea doesn't taste good when it gets cold."
Fu Yiming shifted his gaze from Zhai Yun, smiled politely at Feng Chenyi, and then turned back to look at Zhai Yun, "Young Master Rui seems even busier than Prince Rui, which makes me, a leisurely person, feel rather ashamed."
Zhai Yun felt that Fu Yiming's words had a hidden meaning. If it weren't for the life-and-death relationship between her and Brother Yi, she would have really developed a rift and mutual suspicion because of his words.
He was the most prized disciple of the Grand Preceptor of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, and was considered second only to the Grand Preceptor and above ten thousand others in the kingdom. For him to call himself a free man was nothing short of blatant sarcasm!
The moment the tea entered her throat, Zhai Yun's parched throat was moistened, and her voice felt comfortable when she spoke: "If Young Master Fu could also employ a few capable assistants, he wouldn't have to do everything himself."
Zhai Yun's implication was that she was also working for Brother Yi, and that Brother Yi was able to sit comfortably in his position because his subordinates were capable.
Fu Yiming was taken aback at first, then laughed: "No wonder Emperor Che also favors Young Master Rui. Having a capable assistant like you by Prince Rui's side is better than a thousand troops."
Zhai Yun remembered that when she first met Fu Yiming, she had a very bad feeling about him. He was gloomy and seemed like someone who was used to hiding in the dark.
This time, Fu Yiming had a smile on his face, though it wasn't entirely genuine, but it felt like a ray of sunshine had touched him.
"I have also heard that Young Master Rui single-handedly broke into the Xuanyuan Kingdom's military camp, rescued the lifeless Prince Rui, and miraculously brought him back to life. I have the utmost respect for Young Master Rui."
As Fu Yiming spoke, he knew very well why they were able to leave safely that time. Firstly, her aura, like a thousand arrows ready to be fired and capable of killing gods and demons, shocked everyone.
Secondly, her invisible thorns pierced Emperor Che's forehead, and her powerful aura was terrifying.
Emperor Che probably never imagined that there would be such an extraordinary person under Prince Rui's command, and even he dared not gamble with his own life.
More importantly, Prince Rui was already dead at that time, so even if he were rescued, it would be useless.
This matter had been unmentioned for a long time, but now that Fu Yiming brought it up, Feng Chenyi's hands, which were used to brew tea, bulged with veins, and the teapot's handle seemed ready to shatter at any moment.
Zhai Yun noticed that Feng Chenyi's breathing had suddenly stopped, and quickly spoke up to Fu Yiming, "Young Master Fu is very knowledgeable, haven't you ever heard of faking death?"
Regardless of whether Fu Yiming could listen or not, Zhai Yun began to fabricate a story: "When a person suffers a severe injury, the pain is so intense that it penetrates to the bone, and they cannot bear the shock of losing life at that moment, they will fall into a state of apparent death. This is actually a form of self-numbing in the mind!"
Zhai Yun spoke with such seriousness, as if it were the truth.
Fu Yiming was taken aback by Zhai Yun's words. His mind raced, and his eyes flickered. "There... there's such a saying?"
“Of course,” Feng Chenyi replied without hesitation.
The thing he can't bear most right now is the exposure of Zhai Yun's secret. Once it's exposed, it will be a catastrophe for him and Yun'er.
Zhai Yun was also taken aback by Feng Chenyi's ability to accept things. She made up a story, but her brother Yi stood firmly on her side.
The unwavering gazes of the two men made Fu Yiming doubt himself. Could it be that Emperor Che and his master were being paranoid, and that this Zhai Yun was just an ordinary person?
Zhai Yun continued to cover up her lie: "I read this in a book. At that time, the prince had so many wounds and lost a lot of blood. I was afraid that he would be in pain even if he died, so I carefully bandaged all his wounds and planned to take him back to the military camp the next day. I didn't expect that when I woke up the next day, the prince was already breathing."
Zhai Yun spoke very seriously, her expression vivid, which made Fu Yiming's face turn pale and then red.
As Feng Chenyi listened to Zhai Yun's words, he was lost in memories. He would never forget the moment he woke up, when Zhai Yun's chest was pressed against his lips, and the soft touch of her lips.
All his wounds had healed, and even Zhai Yun was free of wounds. If Zhai Yun hadn't told him that she had fed him her own heart's blood, Feng Chenyi wouldn't have believed it was true.
Think back to when he first met Zhai Yun. Her clothes were tattered and torn, and despite being frequently bullied, she had no injuries.
Fu Yiming fell silent. Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi exchanged a glance, both understanding that the matter had been glossed over.
Fu Yiming couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. Watching Zhai Yun and Feng Chenyi leisurely drinking tea, as if there was really nothing special about it, Fu Yiming waved his hand.
Upon seeing this, his attendant presented the box he was carrying and gently placed it on the table.