The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 25

Wan Xi solemnly took Lu Zhan’s hand and handed over the chicken drumstick with both hands.

“Take it, this is not an ordinary chicken drumstick!”

Lu Zhan…

“This is the last one I brought from home, and it went through a life-and-death ordeal. Most importantly, it’s my last drumstick. If you eat it, you must remember my great kindness and repay me generously.”

Lu Zhan…

“Your drumstick… Maybe I shouldn’t eat it.”

Wan Xi immediately said, “No, you must eat it!”

With that, Wan Xi turned and walked away resolutely, as if afraid she would regret it if she stayed a moment longer.

Song Jin, standing to the side, was laughing so hard she almost cried.

Lu Zhan, holding the drumstick, felt he should light three incense sticks and offer the drumstick as a tribute.

When Shen Yue turned around, he saw Lu Zhan looking troubled with the drumstick in hand.

Should he eat it or not?

However, in Shen Yue’s eyes, this scene had a different meaning.

You all have chicken drumsticks, even the dog does, but I don’t!

The rumbling in his stomach seemed louder.

With a stern face, Shen Yue looked at Lu Zhan.

I am your master; if I haven’t eaten, can you?

Meeting his master’s gaze, Lu Zhan’s hand trembled, and he quickly stuffed the drumstick into his mouth.

His master’s look must be urging him to eat quickly and get back to business.

In two bites, Lu Zhan finished the drumstick and stood in front of Shen Yue, “Master.”

The words he spoke were flavored with the scent of chicken.

Smelling the aroma, Shen Yue’s stomach…

Grrr~

Lu Zhan…

His back stiffened, and he nervously asked, “Uh, you haven’t eaten yet, have you?”

Shen Yue…

What could he say!

A dignified prince, angry over a chicken drumstick?!

“I’m not hungry!”

Grrrr~~~

A person may lie, but their stomach won’t cooperate!

Song Jin couldn’t hold back her laughter and burst out.

Shen Yue, face dark, strode off.

The man in black was only responsible for guarding the perimeter.

His task was to hide in the bushes and report to his superiors if his companions failed.

As for anything else, his limited status meant he knew very little.

For someone who knew so little, Shen Yue saw no need to let him live.

After the chicken drumstick incident, the group set off again, the atmosphere notably strange.

But this strangeness only affected Lu Zhan.

Song Jin and Wan Xi were completely unaffected.

After three more assassination attempts, they finally reached their destination at dawn.

Standing by a dense bush, Shen Yue looked ahead.

Song Jin stood beside Shen Yue and whispered, “This is the gold mine you’re looking for. The entrance should be about 300 meters ahead. I don’t know if that handsome guy is an enemy, but we can find out.”

Shen Yue remained silent.

In front of the bushes was a makeshift shed.

Under the shed’s eaves, the son of Duke An, Xu Lin, was talking to a slightly overweight middle-aged man.

The handsome guy Song Jin mentioned was indeed Xu Lin.

Xu Lin finished speaking, and the middle-aged man nodded obsequiously before bowing and leaving.

Shen Yue hadn’t expected to see Xu Lin here.

Xu Lin was highly trusted by the emperor and held a position in the Imperial Guard, making it difficult for him to leave the capital.

When Shen Yue left for Yuzhou, Xu Lin was still in the capital. When did Xu Lin come here?

Was he here on official business or privately?

If he came privately, then…

As Shen Yue pondered, Lu Zhan tugged his sleeve and whispered, “Your Highness, look.”

Shen Yue returned to his senses and saw a slightly overweight man approaching Xu Lin.

This man was Zhao Fuhai, an attendant serving the Empress Dowager in the palace.

The Empress Dowager’s family, the Zhen Guo Duke’s household, had always been at odds with the Duke An’s household, so why was her chief steward here with Xu Lin?

Was this Zhao Fuhai’s personal action, or was it under the Empress Dowager’s orders?

Did the Zhen Guo Duke’s household know?

If they did, then the feud between the Zhen Guo Duke’s household and the Duke An’s household was just for show?

Shen Yue’s mind raced with thoughts.

Opposite him, Xu Lin smiled as he stepped forward to greet Zhao Fuhai.

After greeting, Xu Lin suddenly turned his head towards the bushes.

His sudden glance startled Wan Xi, who grabbed Song Jin’s arm, “Young Master, have we been discovered?”

Song Jin shook her head gently and gestured for silence.

“Your Highness, traveling all this way, why not come out and meet me? Or are you displeased with the gifts I sent along the way?”

As Xu Lin’s sinister voice rang out, Zhao Fuhai’s face, full of smiles, also turned menacing.

Wan Xi clung to Song Jin’s arm, trembling.

Song Jin gently patted Wan Xi’s shoulder, “It’s okay, I’m here.”

Wan Xi shivered, “No, Young Master, I must protect you!”

Song Jin smiled at Wan Xi and turned to look at Shen Yue.

So, he was a prince from the capital!

Shen Yue stood silently, fists clenched, facing Xu Lin’s provocation.

Since Shen Yue didn’t move, Xu Lin didn’t continue walking towards them.

“Your Highness, having come all this way, wouldn’t you like to see what my gold mine looks like before you die? Wouldn’t you die in peace?”

Xu Lin paused and sneered.

“Whether you’ll die in peace, I don’t know, but Concubine Yi probably didn’t die peacefully!”

At these words, Shen Yue’s face turned ashen.

His temples throbbed.

“Back then, when Concubine Yi was under me, crying and begging for her life, you don’t know how pitiful she was! Tsk tsk, only sixteen, such a pity, but at least she got to spend a night with me.”

At first, Song Jin thought this Concubine Yi was Shen Yue’s mother, but hearing this, she frowned.

Concubine Yi, could she be Shen Yue’s lost love?

Seeing Shen Yue’s furious face, Song Jin felt a twinge of sympathy.

“Your Highness has a good temper, to endure this! If it were me, I’d be furious! Do you think I’ll let you live if you keep silent?”

Xu Lin sneered.

Zhao Fuhai stood beside Xu Lin, laughing even more sinisterly.

As he laughed, Xu Lin raised his hand, and his smile disappeared. “Kill them!”

As he spoke, fifty men in black suddenly appeared from the surrounding silence.

Each held a sharp sword that glinted in the morning sunlight.

Wan Xi shivered and almost fell.

“Oh my, Young Master, so many people!”