Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 448 - 402 Unveiling the Imperial Edict

Chapter 448: Chapter 402 Unveiling the Imperial Edict

Meng Qianqian proposed a seemingly reasonable condition.

Tan’er was her maid, yet her food, clothing, and allowance were no different from Bai Yuwei’s, and she called her "sister" intimately. Shang Wuyou could naturally tell that Meng Qianqian treated Tan’er as if she were her younger sister.

Therefore, for Tan’er’s sake, it was possible she would do such a thing.

But was Tan’er’s background truly as she claimed?

Forget it. No matter what schemes she was plotting, he had to return to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

Tan’er was just a gluttonous little girl, skilled in martial arts but not hard to deal with.

As for why Tan’er was placed by his side rather than someone else, in Shang Wuyou’s eyes, it was because Meng Qianqian had no other choice.

Anyone else would have drawn too much attention and immediately aroused suspicion.

Tan’er appeared harmless and unassuming. Even if her true intentions were questioned, no one would view her as a significant threat.

Shang Wuyou made up his mind and calmly looked at Meng Qianqian. "Fine, I’ll take her to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion to find her father."

"I hope you do it quietly. Don’t let it be known publicly."

Meng Qianqian clearly implied that she did not want the other members of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion to know.

Shang Wuyou frowned and asked, "Why?"

Meng Qianqian replied casually, "After so many years, no one can guarantee that her father hasn’t remarried. To avoid unnecessary trouble, it’s better if only you know about this. With your status as the Young Master, it shouldn’t be difficult to secretly investigate one disciple."

"Understood."

Shang Wuyou responded indifferently.

Meng Qianqian added, "Go bid farewell to Uncle Yu."

Shang Wuyou, much like a rebellious child, disliked following Meng Qianqian’s instructions.

But to prevent her from suddenly reneging, he still went in the end.

Uncle Yu was watering his wife’s favorite flowers and plants. These flowers had been brought from their hometown with much effort and needed careful care; they couldn’t afford to let them wither even for a moment.

When he heard Shang Wuyou was leaving, Uncle Yu couldn’t help but ask, "So early? Where are you headed?"

"Home,"

Shang Wuyou replied.

Uncle Yu looked at Shang Wuyou, then at Tan’er, who was yawning incessantly behind him, carrying a bundle on her back. "You... you’re from the Imperial City?"

Tan’er crossed her arms and said, "He is, I’m not!"

Uncle Yu said, "I can tell from your accent that you’re not."

Tan’er pointed at Shang Wuyou and said to Uncle Yu, "Uncle Yu, his family moved to the Imperial City not long ago. Funny, his family didn’t even notify him!"

Shang Wuyou muttered under his breath, "Isn’t it because I got caught by you guys?"

Uncle Yu scratched his head awkwardly. "Your father probably didn’t do it on purpose."

"Tan’er, are you going too?"

Uncle Yu asked.

The little girl loved braised pork, which coincidentally, Uncle Yu’s wife also loved. His wife would surely adore the little girl.

"Yeah," Tan’er said, rolling her eyes toward the heavens and letting out a long sigh, "Starting today, I’m officially his maid!"

She spoke, her expression shifting dramatically into an exaggerated sorrowful look, but then broke into a mischievous grin at Uncle Yu. "Uncle Yu, do me a favor and tell Auntie that I’m heading out for a few days. When I get back, I’ll pay her a formal visit!"

Uncle Yu chuckled and said, "I was afraid you weren’t coming back, but you scared me. By the way, Nephew Shang, where is your home? I’ll ask Lai Fu to escort you."

Before Shang Wuyou could respond, Tan’er smiled and said, "No need, we’ll go on our own!"

Shang Wuyou blandly asked, "And how do you plan to go? Don’t tell me you’re going to walk."

Tan’er grabbed Shang Wuyou and declared, "Let’s go!"

Si Snake and Ji Li secretly escorted the two to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, watching as Shang Wuyou led Tan’er through the grand entrance.

"They’re off,"

Si Snake said.

Ji Li twirled his folding fan and mused, "Snake, do you think that kid can handle it? He won’t screw it up, will he?"

"Don’t know,"

Si Snake turned and walked away.

"Hey! Snake!"

Ji Li quickly caught up to him. "Snake, I’ve noticed that ever since we avenged the Grand Marshal, your mood has been much gloomier. How should I put it? It’s like you’ve lost your purpose and don’t know the meaning of living anymore. Hey, do you want me to read your fortune?"

Si Snake said calmly, "You should worry about yourself."

"What do I have to worry about...? Whoa—"

Ji Li stepped on a loose stone slab and fell straight into a dry well.

"Why am I... so unlucky again..."

"Snake... pull me up..."

Si Snake stopped in his tracks.

That’s right, Ji Li hadn’t encountered bad luck for months. Si Snake had once thought that perhaps after marrying the Princess, Ji Li’s ill-fated Life Chart had been altered.

Si Snake turned back to the well, looking down at Ji Li from above.

The dry well was narrow, making it nearly impossible for Ji Li to move. "Snake, what are you looking at? Hurry and pull me up."

Si Snake said, "Aren’t you supposed to stop being unlucky while with the Princess?"

Ji Li replied, "Who told you that? Luck or no luck, it’s all the same!"