Chapter 757: Chapter 758: A Good Rain Knows Its Season

Ye Chutang’s eyelids lowered slightly, her expression unchanging.

Emperor Muwu narrowed his eyes. "Oh?"

He lifted a hand. Ye Chutang immediately took half a step back and asked softly, "Shall I go to the side hall to brew your medicine, then?"

Emperor Muwu considered it for a moment. "No need. Leave such matters to the servants. You will stay here. We wouldn’t want Fan Chengzhuo to have some... accident with his health before he’s finished speaking."

Ye Chutang curtsied and bowed her head. "Yes, Your Majesty."

...

"What did you say!?"

Xiao Chenglin’s hand slipped, and the teacup in his grasp fell to the floor, shattering into pieces.

He was both shocked and furious.

"Fan Chengzhuo has gone to Qiyuan Hall!?"

The man kneeling on one knee before him tensed at his fury. "Yes. He was escorted from the Heavenly Prison an incense stick’s time ago. He should be arriving shortly. Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Xiao Chenglin gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white.

After a moment of internal struggle, he said decisively, "To the palace!"

The man before him looked up abruptly, his face a mask of astonishment. "Now? Your Highness, if you go at a time like this, I fear... it will arouse suspicion!"

Xiao Chenglin’s expression was grim. "I can’t worry about that now."

’Fan Chengzhuo kept his mouth shut last time, but now he’s asking to go to the palace himself. Even an idiot could guess what he’s planning!’

"Prepare the carriage! Quickly!"

...

「Dingbei Marquis Mansion.」

Shen Yanchuan looked up from his book, a single eyebrow raised.

"So, there’s going to be another good show?"

Yun Cheng asked with a smile, "Master, will you go to the palace to watch it unfold in person?"

But Shen Yanchuan shook his head.

"No."

Yun Cheng froze.

’Such a golden opportunity, and Master isn’t going to take it?’

"No matter how well a one-man show is performed, it’s always lacking something." Shen Yanchuan rose to his feet. "It might be even better if someone else joins him on stage."

Yun Cheng seemed to guess something. "Master, are you planning to..."

"You will stay at the mansion. Lian Zhou will suffice to accompany me."

With that, Shen Yanchuan walked toward the door.

Lian Zhou quickly followed, a look of eager anticipation on his face.

’Is Master finally going to make his move?’

Outside the door, horses were already prepared.

Shen Yanchuan swung himself onto his horse, with Lian Zhou and the others following suit.

They were all dressed in black, tight-fitting attire. Silent and cold, they were like sharp swords ready to be unsheathed at any moment.

The Black Cavalry Guard!

Although everyone in the Capital City had heard of them, few had ever truly seen them. For them to move so openly was an even rarer sight.

Though these men wore no armor, their aura was still imposing and oppressive.

Shen Yanchuan looked toward the southern part of the city, his sharp, almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly as a dangerous glint flashed within them.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Move out!"

At his command, everyone responded in unison.

"Yes, sir!"

...

Dark clouds gradually gathered, and the once-clear sky quickly grew gloomy.

The wind began to howl, and the leaves on the branches rustled.

The air filled with the smell of kicked-up dust.

Si Kouji stood at the doorway, glanced up, and frowned slightly.

"Is it about to rain?"

The climate in the Capital City was indeed vastly different from that of Nanhu. One moment it was a clear, boundless sky, and the next, dark clouds had suddenly rolled in.

It looked like a storm was coming.

"I hope it doesn’t rain for too long," he muttered to himself. "If the roads get muddy, the journey back will be rather inconvenient..."

Just then, footsteps sounded from behind him.

He turned to see Shui Xingqiu, who had just finished changing Tuoba Yu’s bandages, also walking out.

But the expression on his face was not good.

Si Kouji asked cautiously, "...Are you unwell, Water Family Master?"

Shui Xingqiu stared at the gloomy sky.

PLOP.

A raindrop fell.

He said in a cold voice,

"I detest this kind of weather."

...

「A certain residence in the Capital City.」

Xun Cheng wheeled his chair out onto the covered veranda. He looked up slightly, his features open and clear, and a small smile touched his lips.

"A good rain knows its season."

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