In the side hall of the courtyard, Chu Lian was about to lie down with Wenqing's help. She had been feeling very tired the whole day, and she had been "ambushed" by He Changdi at night. Her mind was tense, and when she relaxed, her tiredness doubled. Just as he laid down, he heard the sound of spring thunder, followed by the sound of raindrops pouring down from the outside. Chu Lian was slightly startled. Her almond-shaped eyes flashed, and she pulled the blanket up to cover her ears, trying to block out the annoying sound of the rain. Wenqing stood at the side, wanting to say something but hesitating. They had just received news that the Third Young Master had come looking for them and was waiting outside the courtyard. It seemed that Prince and Princess of Wei did not intend to hide He Changdi's action from Chu Lian. However, the one who made the decision was Chu Lian. Even if Wenqing was worried about her male master's safety, it wasn't appropriate for her to say anything at this time. Chu Lian waved her slender arm at Wenqing and said in a muffled voice, "It's been a tiring day. You should go rest too." Wenqing sighed inwardly. She thought that Third Madam and Third Young Master's quarrel was really fierce this time. Even at this stage, there was still a knot between the two of them. "Then I'll leave first. I'll rest on the long couch in the outer room. If Third Mistress needs anything, just let me know." When Wenqing's footsteps disappeared into the inner room, Chu Lian pulled down the quilt that covered half of her face. Looking at the blue roof of the tent after the rain, his mind was extremely empty. He forced himself to close his eyes, but the sound of the thunderstorm outside seemed to be able to penetrate his ears, and then it turned into a heavy hammer pounding on his heart. Chu Lian couldn't fall asleep no matter how she tossed and turned. She kept thinking about what the maidservant had reported to her. "Reporting to Xiangjun, Marquis An Yuan came looking for Xiangjun, but Wangfei ordered people to stop him outside the courtyard. The guards tried to persuade him, but Marquis An Yuan doesn't seem to want to leave. He has been waiting for an hour. What can I do for you? " It was just that Chu Lian did not expect that it would rain and thunder tonight, and it would be a downpour. He Sanlang wouldn't really be foolishly waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, would he? Apart from the eaves in front of the door, there was no place to shelter the courtyard from the wind and rain. Could he have been caught in the rain? Although it was already late spring and the beginning of summer was about to enter, it was still very easy to fall sick after being drenched in such rain. Even with Miracle Doctor Miao around, the Great Wu Dynasty wasn't the modern era. They didn't have that many advanced medical devices. Even the slightest wind could sometimes take a person's life. Chu Lian's thoughts ran wild, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. The more the maidservant spoke, the more she was there. That fellow wouldn't just stand by and watch her master get drenched in the rain, right? Tomorrow morning, He Sanlang still had to go to Emperor Chengping's side to work … After another quarter of an hour, Chu Lian finally couldn't stand it anymore and sat up. She listened to the sound of the rain outside, praying that it would let up quickly. However, God was blind at this time. Not only did the thunderstorm not let up, it got louder and louder. Chu Lian finally couldn't sit still and called out to Wenqing who was resting outside. Wenqing came in very quickly. Looking at her tidy clothes, she had not rested at all. Chu Lian grabbed the corner of the quilt and rubbed it. She secretly took a deep breath and ordered, "Go to the gate and see if he has left." Wenqing's eyes lit up and she hurriedly said, "Yes." She bowed to Chu Lian and immediately left to do her work. Chu Lian looked at the maidservant's impatient back and sighed slightly. They probably already knew that she wouldn't be willing to let him go. Forget it, she couldn't bear to see He Changdi suffer in the first place. At the gate, He Sanlang, who was originally handsome and elegant, had long been drenched like a drowned rat. His hair was wet from the rain and stuck to the sides of his cheeks. Bean-sized raindrops slid down the lines of his resolute face and finally dripped from his chin and the tip of his nose. He reached out to wipe the rainwater off his face. In the torrential rain, his face was stiff, but his back was even straighter. Even the two guards at the gate couldn't bear to see him like this. "Marquis, come here to hide from the rain. This spring rain is cold. If you get wet too much, you'll get sick." He Changdi didn't move at all. It was as if the two guards at the gate didn't exist. The two guards had no choice but to secretly send someone in to report. However, who knew that the servant who came back with the news would say that as long as Jinyi Village Lord didn't say anything, it wouldn't matter even if He Changdi was drenched for the whole night. The two guards looked at each other in dismay. In the end, they could only shut up. Lai Yue, who was holding two umbrellas, was also extremely anxious. He was also completely drenched. He tried to persuade the Third Young Master to open an umbrella or go back first, but He Changdi was like a statue, not moving at all. Lai Yue was like an idiot. He held an umbrella but didn't open it. All he could do was stand at the gate with his' crazy 'master. If it weren't for the fact that the guards wouldn't let him in, he would have already rushed in and cried to Third Young Madam. Just as Lai Yue was in a daze, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a familiar figure in the courtyard. He suddenly raised his head and met Wenqing's inquisitive gaze. Then, his eyes lit up. Like an idiot, he waved at Wenqing who was in the courtyard with all his might. He smiled, revealing his white teeth. Wenqing was always by Third Young Madam's side. She could only appear here at this time because she was following Third Young Madam's orders. It seemed that their Third Young Master hadn't been drenched in the rain for nothing. It really wasn't easy at all. Wenqing glared at him, then her gaze fell on He Changdi. She looked him up and down, then turned and left quickly. Lai Yue moved closer to He Changdi and grinned innocently. "Third Young Master, did you see that person just now? It was Wenqing." He Changdi glanced at him coldly. Lai Yue immediately wiped away the smile on his face and shut his mouth in embarrassment. Wenqing told Chu Lian everything about Third Young Master's situation. Chu Lian sat at the head of the bed in a daze. The dim yellow light shone on the side of her face, making it look even paler. Not receiving an answer for a while, Wenqing could only ask again, "Third Young Madam, what should we do?" Chu Lian seemed to sigh slightly. "Take him to the room next door and have Wenlan bring him a set of clean clothes. Alright, I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me if there's nothing important." Wenqing felt a burst of joy in her heart. Although most of the reason for the couple's conflict this time was because of Third Young Master, and she also felt indignant for Third Young Madam, the Great Wu Dynasty was still dominated by men. If the couple's relationship was really affected, the one who would suffer in the end would always be Chu Lian, the woman. Wenqing personally went to deliver Chu Lian's message to Third Young Master. This time, He Changdi obediently entered the courtyard and changed into a clean set of clothes in the room next to Chu Lian's. He wanted to go see Chu Lian, but Wenlan told him that Third Young Madam had already fallen asleep. On the other side, Princess Duanjia's room was still lit. Beside her, a maid was reporting something in a low voice. After hearing this, Princess Duanjia curled her lips and waved her hand to dismiss the maid. When she was the only one left in the room, a tall figure suddenly flashed out from behind the screen. He Changjue walked to the table and sat down. "Third Younger Brother and Third Sister-in-law have always been very close. Why did they suddenly have a conflict?" Princess Duanjia rolled her eyes without a care for her image. "If you ask me, your younger brother's heart is like a sieve. He even drenched himself in the rain. It's obvious that he did it on purpose. That idiot Chu Liu will definitely get over it after some coaxing." He Changjue coughed awkwardly. "Third Young Master isn't as bad as you make him out to be. He just cares about Third Sister-in-law." "Pfft! Who cares about someone as much as he does? Is he blind or something? Why is he so close to that brat, Le Yao? " He Changjue's expression froze. He was speechless. Princess Duanjia suddenly turned around and glared at He Changjue. She reached out and tapped the man's forehead with her slender index finger. "If you dare cause trouble with me again, I'll divorce you right away!" He Changjue's expression darkened. The next morning, the spring hunt team packed up and returned to Shengjing. Because He Changdi had to accompany Emperor Chengping, he woke up before the sun rose. When he left, he stood by Chu Lian's window for a quarter of an hour before finally leaving, coughing heavily. By the time Chu Lian woke up, He Changdi was long gone. She resisted the urge to ask about He Changdi's condition. However, she looked much better after a night's rest. After packing up and boarding the carriage, they had only traveled for an hour when someone knocked on the carriage's window. Wenlan lifted the curtains and saw the person outside. She smiled and greeted her, "Hello, General Sima. Are you here to see our Third Madam?" Sima Hui sat on a snow-white horse. She was dressed in military attire and looked valiant and formidable. She smiled and nodded at Wenlan. Not long after, Wenqing and Wenlan got off the carriage and switched to horses, leaving some space in the carriage for Chu Lian and Sima Hui. As soon as Sima Hui entered the carriage, she looked around the spacious and comfortable carriage. She reached out to touch the decorations and joked, "It's made by the imperial family. If I didn't know better, I would think that the person in this carriage is a princess or a prince!" Chu Lian glared at her. "His Majesty personally bestowed this horse. Of course it's made by the imperial family." Sima Hui laughed. "You don't know this. Xiao Bojian doesn't get such good treatment." "Older Sister Hui, did you come here just to make fun of me?" "Alright, alright. I'll stop joking with you." Seeing Sima Hui's serious expression, Chu Lian's smile disappeared. She opened her clear eyes and furrowed her brows. "What's wrong?" Sima Hui sat beside her and coughed unnaturally. "Lian 'er, what's going on between you and He Sanlang?" Chu Lian, "…" Right now, Chu Lian really wanted to find a hole to hide in. How did everyone around them know about the trivial matters between them? Other than the first day Si Mahui came to the enclosure and had a free meal in her tent, she spent the rest of the time with the generals by Emperor Chengping's side. The two of them had never seen each other. Even so, Si Mahui knew. The corner of Chu Lian's mouth twitched. She suddenly thought of a possibility. "Did His Highness tell Older Sister?" He Changdi's best friend was Prince Jin. If he wanted to tell someone, Prince Jin would be the best choice. End of chapter content -- >