After an incense time, Lu Chang who had seemingly lost his soul, stepped out of Fang Qin's carriage and wandered into the Lu Manor like a ghost.

Fang Qin told the coachman, "Return to our house.”

He indifferently lit an incense in the carriage, as if wanting to disperse Lu Chang's scent from all around — to let some people know that in this world, even if there was a common interest, one could not arbitrarily manipulate others either.

The smoke was overflowing in the carriage. Fang Qin sat with his eyes closed and thought: if they could drag Yan Wang into the water, it would be like killing two birds with one stone.

Even if Yan Wang really was selfless, with no ill intent in his heart, not even putting the jade seal in his eyes, then this time, if he could not be overthrown, he still had another killer move in his hands.

Yan Wang's tactics were heartless, stubborn, and hard-headed, hiding his talents and wits in front of others, appearing only as a loyal official. However, in retrospect, each step it took for Great Liang to come to this stage, his shadow stood behind every single one.

If such a person could not stand side by side with them, he would become a strong enemy. Even if he was a prince, there was only one option...

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After telling Jiang Chong and the others to tend to his various affairs during his journey south, Chang Geng finally returned to the manor before sunset. Gu Yun was beginning to direct the servant to pack their luggage, while he himself was sitting idly on the railings of the courtyard, playing with the white jade flute that Chang Geng gave him, occasionally bringing it to his lips to play a soul-crushing tune.

... If Chang Geng had any regret at that time, it would be giving Gu Yun a flute with holes. If he knew about this sooner, he would have made it a solid stick for him to hold for fun.

Seeing Chang Geng coming back from afar, Gu Yun waved at him and said, "Chang Geng, come here, I'll play you a piece."

Chang Geng, fearing that he would really do it, strode forward, grabbed Gu Yun from the railing, and pulled him down. He said into his ear, "Save your mouth for something else."

Gu Yun: "..."

He found that those who kept company with a wolf would learn to howl — Chang Geng was becoming more and more like him.

They walked to the inner courtyard together; Chang Geng asked, "Why did you suddenly say you want to travel to Jiangbei's frontline on the court today? I was frightened."