Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 257: One More

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: One More

"Nian Ru——" Zheng Congyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and having not eaten all day made his head dizzy and vision blurry with just a push; he lost his chance, and Zheng Nianru had already pinned him down.

"Zheng Congyuan, you want to play hide and seek, I’m not interested." The way she advanced and he retreated, the way he played tricks whenever she backed off, creating all these complications—who really couldn’t live without the other? If you have any grit, then be fierce and resolute. Don’t fear any gaze, be reckless, damned be the consequences.

While speaking, Zheng Nianru fiercely bit down on those insincere lips; she didn’t want to hear a single word from them, not one she would like.

Zheng Congyuan, relying on his memory, tried to push Zheng Nianru away and wanted to speak, but she slid in the instant his mouth slightly opened. Zheng Congyuan could only feel a shiver run through his body, as if he was being cleansed in a rainbow, even the air appeared colourful.

The next moment, a piercing pain at his lips made him abruptly open his eyes, and his reason struck him like lightning. Yet, when it came to taking action, he felt so weak and powerless. Zheng Congyuan started regretting not having eaten that day, as those hands took undue advantage and drained the last of his strength.

Zheng Congyuan heavily fell onto the bed, his consciousness fading. He seemed ready to let himself be destroyed, to let his soul descend into depravity, plunging into an abyss from which there was no return.

Zheng Nianru finally stopped; she hadn’t intended anything serious. The taste of blood had already sobered her up. Her previous life’s obsessions, due to youthful impulsiveness, held double the fury and impulsiveness. But now, all Zheng Nianru wanted was for Zheng Congyuan to understand that even so, what could they do?

What else did she want to do?

Zheng Nianru felt so aggrieved she wanted to cry, to pound her fists against Zheng Congyuan’s chest. What could she do? She was also timid, dreading the hopeless peril that lay ahead even more than facing an uprising.

Zheng Nianru turned around and left; she didn’t want to face Zheng Congyuan any longer, she couldn’t bear to look at his face.

Qi Ling, startled by the rushing Zheng Nianru, knelt on the ground with a thud. Zheng Nianru didn’t even look back but took advantage of the cover of darkness to flee. Nanny Yun, who was outside eating pastries Steward Hu had sent, was caught off guard by the blur of Zheng Nianru exiting. A piece of pastry became lodged in her throat, leading her to cough while trying to chase after Zheng Nianru.

Steward Hu nervously wanted to enter, but Qi Ling immediately gestured for everyone to leave and carefully opened the inner chamber door. There he saw his Young Master lying flat on the bed, staring blankly at the canopy overhead. His gaze fell lower to notice Zheng Congyuan’s disheveled appearance, his robe completely open, and hurriedly averted his eyes.

Qi Ling didn’t dare to move, nor dare to pick up a blanket to cover his Young Master, thinking only one thing: nothing will happen over this short distance, nothing can happen; nothing will happen.

After a while, Qi Ling silently exited, and after a long while brought in some hot porridge. He carefully set it on the small table beside the bed then silently withdrew again.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Qi Ling, having stopped anyone from entering, stood guard at the door. After who knows how long, he finally heard the clinking of ceramic spoons and bowls from inside and let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Qi Ling——" Qi Ling immediately entered with respectful promptness, picked up the empty bowl, once again not looking at the seated Zheng Congyuan, and silently withdrew again.

...

Elder Can was more and more befuddled as he walked, but he firmly refused to ask questions. Wherever the Young Master went, he would follow; whatever the Young Master wanted to do, he could do. What was there for him to question?

Yin He wasn’t moving fast. Half an hour after Zong Yunqian had departed, it arrived at Weixing Mountain. Looking at the traces left on the ground, it seemed that Zong Yunqian had some brains after all—he wasn’t completely foolish.

"Where is Zong Sheng Residence?" Elder Can hadn’t expected the Young Master to ask him again, and almost didn’t react since he was busy examining the tracks on the ground. Thoughts drifting back, he quickly spoke,

"Young Master, I don’t know either, but it shouldn’t be hard to find——" Elder Can immediately replied, but his mind was somewhat perplexed. Suddenly, so many people in Zheng Capital could use Mystical Arts, and obviously, these Spells weren’t something anyone could use casually.

Elder Can wanted to inspect the traces more closely, perhaps they could discover something, yet Yin He suddenly left.

"Young Master, Young Master—" Elder Can hurriedly followed and wanted to express his opinions, but who knew his own Young Master had absolutely no inclination to listen, so Elder Can tactfully closed his mouth, following the youth as they descended the mountain once again.

Just as Elder Can had said, locating Zong Sheng Residence was indeed very easy; one could find out its location by simply asking around. The two of them effortlessly entered the Zong Sheng Residence, and Zong Yunqian’s courtyard was not difficult to find either. Yin He didn’t need to search, as guided by the lingering aura of the Mystical Arts, he made his way unerringly, lifting his foot to step inside.

He didn’t want to see that Zong Yunqian stepping into his territory even one step further, and he was not willing to wait a moment longer. If Zong Yunqian dared to show his strength before him, he was ready to ensure the boy would go there but never return.

Just as the youth was about to step into the house, Elder Can suddenly pulled on Yin He’s sleeve, his expression grave, without any hesitation.

Yin He felt a slight annoyance. He had, of course, seen that Zong Yunqian had laid a Formation, but even so, what of it? Yin He let out a cold snort.

"Young Master, although I do not know what you intend to do, it is obvious there is no one in the house. Even if the Young Master does not take this Maze Formation seriously, startling the snake by hitting the grass is not to our advantage," Elder Can, having so many years of experience in society, noticed the disdain deep in his Young Master’s eyes.

However, even Elder Can had heard of the Zong Sheng Residence, after all, Zong Yunqian was Master Huo Yi’s direct disciple, which set them apart from other Aristocratic Families.

Upon hearing this, although Yin He did not like the hassle, his mind was agile, and he was not one to dismiss suggestions outright. He glanced at Elder Can and did not insist on entering, but took a step back.

"Let’s go—" That’s right, don’t alarm him for now, let the boy die without knowing how he died. Yin He instantly thought, if Zheng Nianru learned that it was he who killed Zong Yunqian, would that be bad?

Yes, bad. He could tell that Zheng Nianru cared a lot about Zong Yunqian, which was why he wanted to act quickly.

Elder Can was startled again. Where was the Young Master going this time?

Yin He didn’t go far, instead, he took Elder Can and quietly hid in a concealed spot beside the Zong Sheng Residence to wait.

Zong Yunqian would have to return sooner or later, and indeed, Zong Yunqian returned very quickly.

After discovering clues on the mountain, Zong Yunqian didn’t go straight home but first visited a place.

That’s right, though he was not very familiar with the situation in Zheng Capital, someone else was— Ju Nanyi, if Zong Yunqian recalled correctly, was the one leading the team at Wen Family’s other residence.

Zong Yunqian quickly located Ju Nanyi, but the situation did not go as smoothly as anticipated, and no definite results were obtained. Ju Nanyi’s people had only found some clues in the Southern Suburbs of Zheng Capital.

Zong Yunqian had initially intended to go with Ju Nanyi, but decided it was safer to return and retrieve some items first, just in case.

Zong Yunqian left the Zong Sheng Residence once more, completely oblivious to the two people who had followed him.

Yin He felt this was the best opportunity providence could offer him; not making a move within the Zong Sheng Residence, without the assistance of the maze, dealing with Zong Yunqian would be much easier.