After Rebirth, I Became the Treacherous Minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 409 The true face of Qianji Pavilion

Shang Wuyou walked up behind her and asked steadily: "Mom, was it really the great uncle who colluded with King Loulan back then?"

Xiao Rong'er turned around, handed the fruit in her hand to Shang Wuyou, and sighed with regret: "Of course, it's a pity that she sought the skin of a tiger, harmed others and ended up harming herself, and eventually died in the hands of King Loulan."

Shang Wuyou looked at the fruit in his hand: "Really?"

Xiao Ronger asked softly: "What did Chenlong tell you?"

Shang Wuyou frowned and said, "He said that dad is the traitor and that he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors."

Xiao Rong'er's eyes sharpened: "That's ridiculous! Your master was killed by your uncle. Your masters and uncles saw it with their own eyes, and the elders also saw it. There is no need for your parents to do such a thing. Lie to you."

Shang Wuyou remained silent.

Xiao Ronger asked with a sad face: "Don't you believe what mother said?"

Shang Wuyou shook his head: "No."

Xiao Rong'er took his hand and sat down on the stool: "Tell mother, what else did Chen Long say to you?"

Shang Wuyou lowered his head and sighed: "They are all harmful to Qianji Pavilion. I don't want to mention them anymore."

Xiao Rong'er hurriedly said: "Okay, let's not mention it then. Anyway, remember, Qianji Pavilion has never wronged anyone, and has never done anything harmful to nature. We act upright and are not afraid of being slandered. It’s just that you are old now. You must understand the right and wrong, and you must not be deceived by others’ words.”

Shang Wuyou said: "I understand, mother."

Xiao Ronger paused and asked, "Did you escape on your own, or -"

Shang Wuyou said nothing.

Xiao Rong'er patted his hand: "Okay, okay, mother, I won't ask anymore. Changle is still in Chenlong's hands. You must be feeling sadder than anyone else. Mother, let Hongxiu take you to your yard to rest. You and Changle Mom brought the things from Lingshan, and they are all arranged according to the courtyard of Lingshan. Do you like it if you go and see it? "

"Um."

Shang Wuyou was in a low mood.

Xiao Rong'er's eyes moved, looking at Tan'er who was standing in the corridor playing with lantern tassels, and asked: "That girl is-"

Shang Wuyou said, "She is a maid I bought on the road, her name is Tan'er."

Xiao Rong'er looked Tan'er up and down: "You're quite young."

Shang Wuyou added, "She saved her son's life."

Xiao Ronger smiled: "In that case, I will stay by your side and serve you, Hong Xiu."

Hongxiu, who had just sent away the embroiderer, stepped into the house and said, "Young Pavilion Master, your courtyard is in Tingtao Pavilion. I will take you there."

The two of them left the house and went to Tingtao Pavilion.

Tan'er jumped up and down behind Shang Wuyou.

"Master, does the Ni family have braised pork?"

Hong Xiu looked back at Tan'er and then at Shang Wuyou.

Shang Wuyou seemed to have been used to this maid's undisciplined attitude, so he replied naturally: "Yes, I'll let the kitchen cook it for you later."

Tan'er's eyes glowed green with excitement, and she held her chin with her fists: "Master, it's so right to follow Nii home! Braised pork! Braised pork!"

Hongxiu's gaze fell back on Shang Wuyou's face.

Seeing that Shang Wuyou didn't show any signs of impatience, she said no more.

The layout of Tingtao Pavilion is the same as the courtyard in Lingshan, with every detail taken care of.

In the past, Shang Wuyou would definitely have appreciated and been moved.

But today, he was very confused and went into his room.

Hong Xiu said: "Young Pavilion Master, please ask the small kitchen to cook you something to eat."

Shang Wuyou sat in front of the bed and said listlessly, "No need."

Tan'er clenched her fists, threw her little arms behind her back, and reminded her seriously: "Braised pork!"

Shang Wuyou sighed: "Here comes a bowl of braised pork."

After a pause, he seemed to remember how much Tan'er ate, "Two bowls."

Tan'er frowned seriously and made a dissatisfied hum.

Shang Wuyou sighed: "Five bowls."

Hongxiu: "...Yes."

After Hong Xiu went out, Tan'er sat down opposite Shang Wuyou, resting her elbows on the table and looking at him with her hands on her chin: "Master, why don't you feel happy about going home?"

"Are you happy?"

"Um!"

Tan'er nodded without thinking, with a very serious expression.

"Because of the braised pork?"

"Yeah!" Tan'er nodded heavily again.

Shang Wuyou sighed and murmured mockingly, "Really, why am I telling you this?"

Tan'er said: "If you go against the grain, listen to it."

Shang Wuyou looked at Tan'er deeply: "Is your father really a disciple of Qianji Pavilion?"

Tan'er: "Yes."

Shang Wuyou: "I know you were sent by her to monitor me."

Tan'er: "Yes."

Shang Wuyou: "...Which of your words is true?"

Tan'er crossed her arms and looked at the sky: "You can't tell the difference anyway, so it's all in vain!"

Shang Wuyou knew that Tan'er was saying that he didn't know right from wrong and couldn't distinguish between good and bad people.

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He didn't want to argue with a little girl.

Tan'er glanced at him and asked mysteriously, "Does Ni also feel something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Shang Wuyou asked puzzledly.

Tan'er looked at the door: "Ni and Changle were captured by assassins. There is no tense atmosphere in Qianji Pavilion at all. The smiles on their faces are brighter than flowers!"

Shang Wuyou defended, "That's because my eldest sister is getting married."

Tan'er raised her eyebrows: "Oh."

Shang Wuyou felt even more confused.

He said this, but Tan'er actually said it right.

He felt strange when he entered the house, but he didn't realize what was wrong for a while.

Tan'er's words were like a silver needle piercing a certain layer of window paper that was already as thin as cicada wings.

No, Tan'er was sent by that woman to monitor him, so she would naturally find ways to sow discord between him and Qianji Pavilion.

It almost hit her.

Shang Wuyou took a deep breath and asked slowly: "Tan'er, is your mother treating you well?"

Tan'er said proudly: "Okay, my mother is the most loving person in the world!"

Shang Wuyou asked again: "Where is your father?"

Tan'er shook his little head: "Dad, we're in Qianji Pavilion!"

Shang Wuyou: ...I didn't catch this girl's words.

Tan'er made a face at him and stuck out her tongue: "Slightly."

The braised pork was freshly cooked, and when Hong Xiu brought the braised pork, Tan'er was already asleep on the small bed.

"Master."

Hong Xiu, please give me your advice.

Shang Wuyou said, "Let it go for now. Eat it when she wakes up."

"yes."

Hong Xiu gently placed the food box on the table.

Shang Wuyou looked at Hongxiu: "Where are my eldest and second sisters? I'll go see them."

Hongxiu said with an embarrassed look on her face: "The eldest lady is in the study, learning the rules from the nanny in the palace. Not even the madam can come and disturb her. The second lady is out."

Shang Wuyou suddenly felt a sense of disappointment in his heart.

He and Chang Le were away, and everyone in the family was busy with their own affairs, as if their disappearance had not had much impact on the family.

"My dad—"

Hongxiu said: "The Pavilion Master is now in charge of the Qin Tianjian. He holds important positions and is busy with official duties. He rarely returns to Qianji Pavilion. But if the young Pavilion Master goes home today, the Pavilion Master will definitely come back."

"I understand, please step back."

"yes."

Shang Wuyou looked at the colorful courtyard.

The servants were sweeping and pruning flowers and branches, and it was very lively.

Yet he felt a deep sense of loneliness.

I wrote until 1:30 in the morning. I probably got confused while writing. I just opened the backstage and took a look. The title was "The True Mask of Qianji Pavilion". (⊙o⊙) It was already dark, and the mask... the mask...