Blossom In Adversity - Vol. 2

C356. Night Encounter Continued.

Chapter 356: The Night Encounter Continues

Hua Zhi hadn’t eaten much at lunch, and the gnawing hunger was starting to get to her. Rather than move from the bed, she lazily called for someone to fetch her food.

The person who came in was Nian Qiu. When she saw a man, she almost screamed, but after seeing who it was, she let out a relieved breath. If it had been anyone else, she would have surely reacted with more fire, perhaps throwing a few choice words their way. But this was Mr. Lu, and in this case, that meant a certain degree of comfort. The unspoken understanding between him and the mistress was far from a secret. Their connection didn’t need to be spelled out for anyone to grasp, as they could all see it.

The mistress was as clear as ever about her intentions, and those around her knew exactly what role they played. No need for any further clarification.

"Get me some food," Hua Zhi ordered casually, her tone almost too lazy to be bothered. "Have you eaten, Yanxi?"

"No, not yet," he replied, his voice low and unruffled.

"Bring more than enough, then," she instructed with a slight lift of her chin.

Nian Qiu nodded, turning to leave. But as she reached the door, a final, almost imperceptible glance over her shoulder revealed a rather telling scene: the tall man crouching to help the mistress slip on her shoes. The mistress, ever the picture of sweet dominance, smiled down at him in that indulgent way she did, as if the entire room could feel the tension laced in the air. And of course, Nian Qiu noticed it all—because, really, who wouldn’t?

Nian Qiu would remember this scene for many, many years.

During the meal, Gu Yanxi mentioned about Haoyue, and Hua Zhi raised an eyebrow, "She's here in the capital? Aren't you worried she'll stir up trouble within the royal family?"

"She won't have the opportunity." After picking up some food, Gu Yanxi put it in Ah Zhi's bowl and calmly stated, "If she makes any moves, I will kill her. Compared to her prophecies, she herself is more dangerous."

Hua Zhi nodded in agreement. Haoyue's chosen identity was indeed too dangerous in the eyes of those in power. Such a person would rather be destroyed than fall into anyone else's hands. It wasn't clear to Hua Zhi how confident Haoyue was to boldly approach Yan Xi like that.

Glancing at Yan Xi, Hua Zhi lowered her head to eat. If Haoyue truly was someone reborn, then by getting close to Yan Xi under these chaotic circumstances, it was highly likely that Yan Xi could survive until the end and gain the most significant power, even the throne.

Would the Emperor overlook his own son and pass the throne to Yan Xi?

Would the prince accept it?

Would the ministers accept it?

What was the situation in the Daeqing Dynasty at that time?

Haoyue must know all of this, but she wouldn't say it. It was her leverage, unless Yan Xi married her.

The other princes might have agreed immediately, but Yan Xi wouldn't. He detested coercion, had no ambitions, and had his own preferences. This man had been deeply hurt by his father and would not tread the same path.

"When you're free, accompany me to see her."

Hua Zhi, lost in her own world of thoughts, suddenly found herself shoveling a mouthful of rice into her mouth. She paused, cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk, her eyes wide with surprise as she realized what she'd done.

Gu Yanxi couldn't help but chuckle at her, then casually raised his hand to wipe the rice from her mouth. How charmingly familiar, like they were caught in one of those old-timey romantic dramas.