Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 886: Chapter 887 You Shouldn’t Have Come...

An Jing couldn’t help but feel annoyed, ”My adoptive father is the Emperor, my sworn brother is the Crown Prince, and my husband is Prince Yi. How could I not have a high status?”

Gong Jue Chen remained silent, still smiling with a shameless expression on his face.

The more he acted like this, the deeper she believed his schemes to be.

An Jing became even more irritated, ”You already know my husband is Prince Yi, how come you don’t pay him respect? When you first met the Fifth Prince, you were scared to death and extremely respectful!”

Gong Jue Chen said with a teasing smile, ”The Fifth Prince and the others are the Fifth Prince and the others. I’m not familiar with them, but I am with you. Besides, we are friends, aren’t we? How could I show disrespect by offering formal greetings?”

An Jing retorted, ”We don’t have a friend like you!”

”No problem, no problem,” Gong Jue Chen replied, not seeming to care in the slightest, ”It’s okay as long as I consider you friends~”

An Jing was speechless. She didn’t believe for a second that Gong Jue Chen regarded them as friends.

”Speaking of the Fifth Prince...” Gong Jue Chen suddenly adopted a very gossip-hungry demeanor, ”Jingjing, was the assassin caught?”

An Jing gave him a sideways glance, ”Whether he’s caught or not, it’s none of your business, is it?”

”It isn’t, but I’m curious.” After a pause, Gong Jue Chen said with a hint of distress, ”The Fifth Prince was someone I healed, about to make a full recovery, but then he was gone. It feels like a waste to have saved him. Had I known he was going to die, I wouldn’t have bothered saving him just because he looked good.”

An Jing couldn’t be bothered with Gong Jue Chen anymore.

In his mind, Gong Jue Chen wanted to dig for more information, but thinking that Xiao Changyi and An Jing were not fools, he decided it was better not to ask any more questions, lest they become suspicious of him.

Being suspected of anything else might have been fine, but if they started suspecting he had some connection with the Royal Family, that would be troublesome.

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The assassin who killed the Fifth Prince remained uncaught due to a lack of clues, and there was no lead to pursue, which meant that the whole matter of the Fifth Prince’s murder had to be left unresolved, leaving the Ministry of Justice with no way to handle it.

However, Meng Zhuqing had been ordered by Xiao Changyi that if he ever encountered Wild Goose Jade, the ’suspect’ again, he must capture her.

Meng Zhuqing didn’t want to fight with Wild Goose Jade or capture her, but he couldn’t defy Xiao Changyi’s orders. So all he could do was pray that he wouldn’t see Wild Goose Jade again.

But no matter how much he prayed, it was to no avail. On the night of May 15th, Wild Goose Jade came looking for him again.

And again, it was in the middle of the night.

Since it was the fifteenth, the moon hanging in the night sky was perfectly round.

When Meng Zhuqing saw Wild Goose Jade appear at his room door, he so wished the person before him was just a hallucination.

”You shouldn’t have come...” Meng Zhuqing said softly, looking down at the floor, sighing.

Wild Goose Jade immediately scoffed, ”You don’t want to see me?” She had come specially for him since it was his birthday!

”Want to... and also don’t want to...” Meng Zhuqing was incredibly tormented at that moment, for he had to take action against Wild Goose Jade. As soon as he captured her, she would hate him, wouldn’t she?

Wild Goose Jade’s beautiful brows furrowed slightly, not quite understanding Meng Zhuqing’s words, but she didn’t ask anything and instead entered Meng Zhuqing’s room.

Upon entering Meng Zhuqing’s room, Wild Goose Jade put the bundle she was carrying onto the round table in the room and said, ”This is for you.”

Just as Meng Zhuqing closed the door behind him, he heard Wild Goose Jade’s words and puzzledly asked, ”What is this...?”

Wild Goose Jade didn’t speak, simply took a seat on a round stool at the edge of the table, her posture relaxed, distant, and her every gesture exuding an air of nobility.