Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 204 Second Update

Chapter 204: Chapter 204 Second Update

Zong Yunqian had not expected things to go more smoothly than he had imagined. It had been easy enough to leave the house, and even easier to secure a carriage, not for any other reason but to avoid drawing attention, since Gu Dao was carrying a veritable heap of items that would attract eyes wherever he went.

"What are you standing there for, get on," he said.

"Princely Heir, where are we going?" Gu Dao asked in confusion, carrying things and running away? But why take these things? Their Princely Heir surely wasn’t out of money, on the contrary, he didn’t care about money at all.

As Gu Dao looked at the pile of items in the carriage, he suddenly had a bad feeling, was the Princely Heir planning to...

"To Prince Duan’s Mansion," Zong Yunqian no longer concealed his intent.

"To Prince Duan’s Mansion?" Xi Feng dropped the whip he held in his hand in fright.

"Let’s go, we can talk while we’re moving," Zong Yunqian said immediately.

Gu Dao entered the carriage. This was no place to talk, so he could only reluctantly get in, but at this moment, he could not help but speak. Did the Princely Heir understand what this meant? Perhaps by tomorrow, the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family would become the biggest joke in the whole of Zheng Capital.

"Princely Heir, what do you mean by this? You know that Commandery Princess is not benevolent." Not to mention that she had dealt with her assassin in the water and swam such a distance, she also did that... those things.

"Princely Heir, if you don’t want to marry, you could just explain to Old Madam and Eldest Madam that you wish to devote yourself solely to Qiandao Temple. Why seek trouble with such a person..." Gu Dao found himself unable to say more.

"Gu Dao, do you think this matter can be settled just by explaining?" Zong Yunqian finally spoke seriously and glanced at Gu Dao. "If it were possible, why would we have waited until today?"

"Although as the heir of the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family, your master has the duty to bear this burden and ensure the continuation of Zong Sheng’s Family. But you also know, compared to the fate of the entire Nanzheng State, what is Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family? Compared to the entire course of Qiandao Temple, what does it amount to?"

Gu Dao was briefly stunned. He understood the mind of the Princely Heir well, but wasn’t there still Master Yu Sheng? He is the favored successor of Qiandao Temple. Even though he was the Princely Heir’s servant, when compared to Master Yu Sheng, indeed...

"At that time, it will truly be your master who bears the great responsibility of Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family, securing the best future for Zong Sheng’s Family."

"What about Master Yu Sheng?" Gu Dao murmured.

"It will go to whom fate decrees, and in the end, it’s still uncertain," Zong Yunqian spoke without his usual banter with Gu Dao, whose own servant favored an outsider. Instead, he wore a grave expression. He had heard more than Gu Dao or Xi Feng, and some things they could not be made aware of, these matters concerning the fate of Qiandao Temple.

"But, aren’t you going to Prince Duan’s Mansion to propose marriage?" Gu Dao murmured again. If he were Prince Duan, why would he not agree to such a good thing, especially with the Princely Heir making the proposal in person.

"Don’t worry, it won’t work out," Zong Yunqian patted Gu Dao’s shoulder. This plan had slowly formed in his mind since that unexpected moment he had spotted Prince Duan from atop the wall.

If he were Prince Duan, he would definitely not agree. From the moment he first encountered Prince Duan, he had sensed that Prince Duan would absolutely not agree. Prince Duan was not a foolish man; although the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family was a major clan, he would prefer the Commandery Princess to marry someone easy to control without any significant background, allowing Princess Chao Ren to live more freely.

"I too think that Prince Duan will not agree," Xi Feng added, looking back. The rejection from Prince Duan had been so clear the day before, so why else would the Princely Heir proceed?

"We are here to make a big scene." Zong Yunqian smiled slightly. After all, if he were to propose marriage to Princess Chao Ren, would other ladies from prominent families still fight tooth and nail to join Zong Sheng’s Family? That would mean placing themselves alongside someone they disdain. The deeper his show of affection, the better the effect he’d achieve.

Naturally, this move was not necessarily a bad thing for Princess Chao Ren herself. The deeper he showed his affections, the more it would demonstrate that those superficial rumors were false, becoming a living advertisement for Princess Chao Ren.

The carriage stopped in front of Prince Duan’s Mansion; the servant at the gate was unaware and only heard it was the Princely Heir of the Zong Sheng Aristocratic Family, and promptly welcomed him in to wait in the side hall.

By the time Housekeeper He learned of this, it was too late to send the visitor away; he had no choice but to bite the bullet and report to his own prince.

Prince Duan was so angry that he threw the brush in his hand onto the floor—what audacity, taking liberties, to actually come to his mansion. Prince Duan looked around and finally spotted a wooden stick used to secure the door; he grabbed the stick and headed outside.

"I want to see what this insolent boy intends to do..."

"Prince, Prince, you mustn’t, you simply mustn’t," Housekeeper He immediately clung to his own prince.

Prince Duan calmed down; hitting him was not an option. You are a precious Princely Heir, not some kid from the Wen Family.

"You go back and inform him personally, just say I am not here."

...

"Princely Heir, our prince is not here," Housekeeper He kindly served tea, very politely yet resolutely began to shoo him away, "these few days, our prince is not here."

"Where has Prince Duan gone?" Zong Yunqian raised an eyebrow and asked, clearly not believing this excuse.

"He went to the villa." Housekeeper He lied without even needing to think, simply blurting it out.

"Went to the villa?" Zong Yunqian was not in a hurry, leisurely sipping his tea, "Housekeeper He, I’ve been guarding the gate of Prince Duan’s Mansion since midnight yesterday and did not see your prince leave. Does the prince not wish to meet his junior? Then I will personally invite him."

Zong Yunqian stood up and started walking inside; incense was still burning in the mansion, a rare item only available in the palace. With Prince Duan not around, who would dare to light this incense.

"Princely Heir, Princely Heir, how can you just barge into my..."

"Housekeeper He, I didn’t barge in; your door servant personally welcomed me inside," Zong Yunqian was not annoyed, giving Xi Feng a look.

"Housekeeper He, our princely heir only wishes to see the prince, nothing more," Xi Feng quickly went to pull Housekeeper He aside, and in the instant Housekeeper He turned his head, a faint brownish-red stream of smoke drifted into Housekeeper He’s mouth and nose. Housekeeper He immediately stiffened.

Seeing this, Xi Feng was puzzled why the princely heir would use magical arts at this time, given that the princely heir usually had no need for such arts, especially not against a mere mortal. Letting go, Housekeeper He slowly turned around, his demeanor completely altered, bowing sideways without a word, akin to a wooden carving.

Zong Yunqian passed by Housekeeper He and headed straight for the study; Gu Dao and Xi Feng, seeing this, hurriedly carried gifts and followed.

"Prince Duan—"

Zheng Boding was startled; the brush in his hand again rolled onto the floor as he looked at Zong Yunqian in astonishment.

"Prince Duan—" As Zong Yunqian was about to bow, Prince Duan immediately leaped aside as if he had stepped on a snake.

"What are you doing? Boy, what are you trying to do?" Prince Duan’s eyes darted to the wooden stopper as he slowly shifted away.

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