The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 159

Lu Zhan wandered out of the mansion, as if he had lost his soul, staggering with each step. Although it wasn’t curfew time yet, the streets were deserted because of the bitter cold. Even on Flower Street, no girls were out soliciting customers. It was too cold.

But Lu Zhan kept walking, step by step, without feeling the cold at all. Was he disloyal to His Highness? Was he unjust to the divine physician? Was he an unfaithful and unrighteous person? What should he do now? They came to the Great Yan Dynasty, just three of them, and now one was dead in front of him, another was unconscious and poisoned with Cold poison’s toxin. He was the only one left. What should he do?

Going back was impossible. To fulfill His Highness’s wish, he had to stay with Miss Song. But Miss Song killed the divine physician. How could he face her now? If he didn’t follow Miss Song, could he manage on his own…

Lu Zhan stopped, looked up at the sky, his lips dry and slightly parted, his eyes filled with despair. Snow had started to fall at some point, light flakes mixed with ice crystals, hitting Lu Zhan’s lifeless face. How could he face Wan Xi if he returned to Miss Song? Lu Zhan felt as if his heart was being torn into eight pieces, each piece trembling with pain.

Perhaps the pain in his heart dulled his senses, as four men in black surrounded him, but he didn’t react at all. The four men, with knives in hand, stood still. The leader looked at Lu Zhan, who was staring at the sky, and couldn’t help but look up as well. Was there something in the sky? Why was this guy looking so intently? There was nothing.

“What are you looking at?” The leader, perhaps out of curiosity or to show off, shouted at Lu Zhan. Lu Zhan’s turbulent thoughts were instantly collected, and he looked at the person who spoke. “Who are you?” The man sneered, “The one who will kill you.”

Lu Zhan was stunned. At that moment, he almost wished to be killed. This way, he wouldn’t have to face the unbearable situation in the mansion. Lu Zhan smiled wryly, “Alright.” It was a hopeless statement, but to the men in black, it sounded like a provocation. The leader raised his hand, “Attack!”

The men rushed at Lu Zhan from four directions. They were prepared for a tough fight, knowing that he was skilled and followed the Fourth Prince. But as they were ready to battle, they realized Lu Zhan didn’t move. The leader hesitated for a moment before rushing forward and kicking Lu Zhan to the ground. Lu Zhan flew in an arc and landed heavily on the snow-covered ground. The cold snow touched his face, sending chills through his body. Lu Zhan slowly closed his eyes.

Maybe, deep down, he was a coward. Call him selfish, call him a coward, call him heartless and ungrateful, but this way… it would all end. The ground was white and pure. If he could leave in such cleanliness, it would not be a wasted life.

However, the expected stab of a knife did not come. Lu Zhan opened his eyes in surprise and saw two men in black tying him up with a rope. He was stunned, looking at the leader, “Why? Don’t you dare kill me?” The leader sneered, “You are not worth killing.” Lu Zhan…

What? He was heartless and ungrateful, selfish and cruel, disloyal to his master, unjust to his friend, and now not even worth killing? Lu Zhan’s eyes showed a mocking smile. The leader didn’t understand what Lu Zhan had gone through to show such an expression, but it wasn’t his concern. His task was to take him back. Once tied up, one of the men hit Lu Zhan on the back of his neck, causing him to fall unconscious, not knowing where he would be taken.

Meanwhile, at Shen Yue’s residence, Song Jin cleaned up Shen Yue’s usual desk and laid out the painting “Cloudy Jade Book Pavilion”. Wan Xi carefully lit twelve candles, making the room brightly lit. Song Jin stood in front of the desk, looking at the painting.

It was a landscape painting of a serene valley, filled with blooming flowers swaying in the breeze. Just by staring at it, Song Jin could almost feel the wind and smell the flowers. Deep in the valley was a pavilion with two people inside. Although the figures were small, it was clear they were a man and a woman. The man, dressed in a moon-white silk robe, stood elegantly at the pavilion entrance, holding a folding fan, looking as if he was pointing at the scenery.

The woman wore a pale yellow palace dress, her hairpin visible even in the small painting, adorned with peach blossom designs. She had a silk sash around her waist, with a jade pendant hanging from it. As Song Jin was about to look elsewhere, she suddenly felt her heart skip a beat and quickly refocused on the woman. Song Jin stared at the jade pendant. Why did this jade pendant look so familiar!

Where had she seen it? It must be somewhere significant to her, or she wouldn’t remember it so clearly. Where, exactly where? Song Jin stood there with her arms crossed, her brows furrowed in deep thought. Wan Xi, standing nearby, saw Song Jin’s expression and asked softly, “Miss, is something wrong?”

Song Jin shook her head lightly, then pointed at the jade pendant, “Look at this pendant, do you recognize it?” Wan Xi was puzzled. She looked at Song Jin, then at the painting, back and forth several times. “Miss, can you even see a pendant here? I can’t see it. All I see is a pavilion and two tiny dots that might be people.”

Song Jin was taken aback, “You can’t see the people in the pavilion?” Wan Xi shook her head, then nodded, “It’s not that I can’t see them, but I can only see two dots and guess that they are people.” Song Jin… Wan Xi wouldn’t lie. Why could Wan Xi see dots while she saw complete people?

Lifelike, although small, she could see them clearly, even the stamen of the woman’s peach blossom hairpin. Song Jin quickly turned to Wang Liu. Wang Liu smiled wryly, “Dots.” Song Jin… Wang Liu couldn’t see either.

After thinking for a moment, Song Jin switched places with Wan Xi, pressing Wan Xi’s shoulders, “Stand here and see if you can see them.” Wan Xi widened her eyes, trying her best. She stared at the painting for a long time, her eyes getting sore, and shook her head, “Miss, I still only see two dots.”

After a pause, Wan Xi suddenly realized something, her eyes brightening, “Miss, can you see not just dots, but people?” Song Jin nodded. Wan Xi’s eyes sparkled, “Wow, Miss, you’re amazing.” Song Jin…

Wang Liu pondered, “Could it be related to Miss’s physique?” Wan Xi didn’t know about the Thousand Mechanism Poison in Song Jin’s body, but Wang Liu, being personally chosen by Song Dingzhong as a dark guard, did. With Wang Liu’s reminder, Song Jin suddenly remembered something, and immediately said to Wan Xi, “Where is the jade pendant I asked you to keep?”