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    Chapter 166: Stunning

    Shí Yan picked up the wine that Chu Yifeng had poured for him and took a small sip. “It’s not like going sightseeing, what’s so good about going?”

    “It’s not just for sightseeing, we also wanted to go out. Next time there’s an opportunity, you can’t just leave without a word,” Chu Yifeng said, picking up his wine cup and sighing.

    “Ah! I still miss the Immortal Pinlou’s exclusive Qiongjiang Dew. I originally wanted to invite you to Immortal Pinlou to welcome you back and wash away the dust, but Yuan Chen said that you just returned to the manor and had to accompany Seventh Royal Wife, so you definitely wouldn’t come out with us. That’s why we had to shamelessly come to your door to see you.”

    After he finished speaking, his eyes darted around, as if he had just thought of something. He looked at Shí Yan and asked:

    “By the way, that day I saw that you were followed by a girl in white. Is that girl a beauty you brought back from Dancheng?”

    Shí Yuanchen listened to Chu Yifeng’s question, staring straight at Shí Yan, afraid that Shí Yan would nod.

    Although he felt that Seventh Brother would definitely not take a concubine so easily, he couldn’t think of any other reason why Seventh Brother would bring a woman back to the manor from so far away.

    Shí Yan put down his wine cup and opened his folding fan. “What beauty? She’s just a manor physician.”

    “Manor physician?” Shí Yuanchen and Chu Yifeng asked Shí Yan in unison, completely unexpected that such a beautiful girl would be a manor physician.

    Shí Yan nodded. “She helped me resolve the plague in Dancheng, so I granted her request and let her enter the manor as a manor physician.”

    “So Seventh Brother doesn’t plan to take her as a concubine, right!” Shí Yuanchen asked Shí Yan with a smile, still grinning even after receiving a glare.

    “Chu Yifeng, bring it here!” He triumphantly held out his hand to Chu Yifeng.

    Seeing this, Chu Yifeng reluctantly took out a ten thousand silver note from his sleeve and handed it over with heartache.

    “Don’t be happy too soon, maybe he just hasn’t taken action yet! If that girl is taken in by Seventh Prince in the future, you’ll have to return this ten thousand and compensate me with another ten thousand.”

    Shí Yuanchen grabbed the silver note from Chu Yifeng’s hand. “Although your request is a bit of a cheat, I accept it.”

    He tucked away the silver note and looked at Shí Yan, who was staring at them with an unfriendly expression, and flattered, “Seventh Brother, I believe you won’t take that manor physician as a concubine.”

    Shí Yan scoffed. “So you came to see me as a facade, verifying your bet is the real reason. Are you all broke?”

    “Hey! No, no, you misunderstood. It’s not like we couldn’t verify the bet at any other time. We came here so eagerly just to see you.”

    As he spoke, Chu Yifeng picked up the wine pot to pour wine for Shí Yan.

    “Wow! That… that, is that Seventh Sister-in-law?”

    Shí Yuanchen’s exclamation caused Chu Yifeng, who was pouring wine, and Shí Yan, who was watching him, to immediately raise their eyes and look in the direction of Shí Yuanchen’s gaze.

    In the distance, Jiang Jiuchu looked at the three people in the pavilion, her steps paused. She completely didn’t expect Shí Yan to be dining here with Shí Yuanchen and Chu Yifeng.

    Seeing that all three of them were looking at her, she couldn’t just turn around and leave, so she had to continue walking forward.

    She sighed inwardly, with these two here, she wouldn’t be able to implement her plan. Ah! What a great opportunity! Such a waste.

    And the three people in the pavilion, looking at Jiang Jiuchu getting closer and closer, their eyes were filled with amazement, and they forgot to move for a moment.

    They only felt that the person walking towards them was like a bewitching spirit who walked out of the darkest and most mysterious place in the world, mysterious and seductive, unfathomable, yet with a fatal attraction.

    At this moment, the breathing of the three people in the pavilion seemed to be still, only the wine was still flowing out of the tilted wine pot in Chu Yifeng’s hand.

    The wine had already filled the cups in front of Shí Yan, slowly overflowing, slowly flowing onto the table, the area becoming larger and larger, and then dripping down the table onto Shí Yan’s legs.

    Shí Yan immediately regained his senses and looked down. He quickly moved to the side and glared angrily at the two people who were still in a daze, and said coldly, “Chu Yifeng, is this how you pour wine for people?”

    The cold voice startled the two into recovering their senses in an instant. Shí Yuanchen coughed awkwardly, and then snatched the wine pot from Chu Yifeng’s hand. “If you can’t pour, don’t pour. Give it to me.”

    Chu Yifeng hurriedly apologized, took out a handkerchief from his body, and wiped the wine on the stone table in front of Shí Yan.

    Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu, who had stepped onto the steps of the pavilion, and asked indifferently, “Why did you come?”

    The displeasure on his face had not completely faded away, and seeing it in Jiang Jiuchu’s eyes, she felt that he was somewhat unwelcome to her.

    Jiang Jiuchu pursed her lips, and the right hand holding the wine pot tightened. Even though she understood Shí Yan’s anger, she still felt a slight pain in her heart when she saw him giving her a cold face in front of outsiders.

    Chu Yifeng and Shí Yuanchen, who were on the side, didn’t quite understand why Shí Yan had this attitude towards Jiang Jiuchu. Were the two of them having a conflict?

    But thinking about it, it shouldn’t be like this. After all, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Shí Yan had just returned, so it should be a time when they were deeply in love.

    Could it be… that they had accidentally lost their composure just now, which caused Shí Yan to be jealous, and that affected Seventh Royal Wife?

    Thinking of this, the two of them swallowed unconsciously, and lowered their heads slightly with guilt, no longer daring to stare at Jiang Jiuchu like they did just now.

    Jiang Jiuchu suppressed the emotions rising in her heart and walked to the round table. “I… I didn’t know Eighth Brother and Young Master Chu were here. I thought it was just you, so I planned to come over and have lunch with you.”

    As she spoke, she placed the red wine pot on the stone table. “This pot of Qiongjiang Dew is for you.”

    Seeing that Jiang Jiuchu was about to turn around and leave after putting down the wine pot, Shí Yuanchen hurriedly called out, “Seventh Sister-in-law hasn’t had lunch, so let’s eat together! We were the ones who made Seventh Brother angry just now, and with Seventh Sister-in-law here, Seventh Brother’s mood can improve.”

    Hearing this, the gloomy color on Jiang Jiuchu’s face changed, and she quickly turned around with a smile. “Okay! Then I’ll have lunch with you.”

    However, just as she was about to sit down, Shí Yan directly got up and grabbed her wrist. “This Prince’s clothes are wet, accompany me back to change clothes.”

    Jiang Jiuchu reacted for a moment after hearing this. Before she could see where he was wet, she was pulled out of the octagonal pavilion by Shí Yan.

    Although Jiang Jiuchu, who was being pulled behind Shí Yan, felt a little inexplicable, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up. This was the first time this person had touched her since returning to Kyoto.

    However, just as the happiness in her heart rose, Shí Yan let go of her hand.

    Shí Yan glanced at Jiang Jiuchu’s slightly raised corners of her lips, which instantly disappeared because of his letting go.

    A hint of joy that he himself had never noticed floated in the depths of his eyes.

    In the pavilion, Shí Yuanchen looked at the backs of the two people and shook his head with a pout. “Tell me, why are you so lacking in self-control? As soon as you saw my Seventh Sister-in-law, you spilled the wine. Aren’t you embarrassed? Now it’s good, you let Seventh Brother find an excuse to slip away.”

    Although Chu Yifeng was said to be embarrassed on the surface by Shí Yuanchen, he retorted, “Heh! You were sitting next to me, and you didn’t notice that I spilled the wine either. How much better could you be?”

    Shí Yuanchen pursed his lips and didn’t argue with him. He picked up his wine cup and sighed:

    “Those few drops of wine stains on my Seventh Brother’s legs will probably be dry before he even returns to Emerald Bamboo Garden! Do you think Seventh Brother will come back?”

    Chu Yifeng laughed and sighed, “Where do you need to go to Emerald Bamboo Garden? It’s high noon, the sun is shining brightly, I’m afraid it’s already been dried by the summer breeze.”

    “As for whether he’s going to accompany his beloved wife for lunch alone, or deliberately taking people away before returning, we don’t know.”

    After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled, and clinked their wine glasses on their own.

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