Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 377 - 356: Second Update_2

Chapter 377: Chapter 356: Second Update_2

"To kill a person, you wouldn’t be making excuses, right?" the youth said coldly. There was no need for Elder Can; he could handle the matter himself. Why bother with that worthless person?

Elder Can immediately regretted his words, regretting mentioning capturing everyone in one net. His brain must not have been working properly to have said something like that.

"Young Master, you may not know, but now with Zong Yunqian in the palace, Master Yu Sheng is constantly by his side. To kill Zong Yunqian, we must capture everyone in one net," Elder Can immediately said with seriousness.

Yin He glanced at Elder Can. This time, he had not intended for Elder Can and his few worthless subordinates to carry out the assassination. He planned to act personally, wanting to see just how strong the people of Qiandao Temple really were.

Elder Can realized something was amiss and his expression changed at once.

"Young Master, please hear me out. We mustn’t act rashly on this matter, not because we fear danger, but to ensure that we can indeed kill Zong Yunqian."

...

Zong Yunqian had stayed three days with Master Yu Sheng, and during these days, all was calm—even Zong Yunqian began to doubt Master Yu Sheng’s predictions.

Zheng Congyuan’s men stealthily, under the instructions of Master Yu Sheng, laid out the Heavenly Net Earth Trap Formation, all to capture the mastermind behind the scenes.

But, the calm was somewhat unsettling.

"Crown Prince, these past few days have troubled you," Master Yu Sheng, seeing this, could only let Zheng Congyuan return first. He felt his predictions were not wrong, yet wondered why the person behind the scenes had not yet made a move. Master Yu Sheng believed the other party was very cautious and must have heard some rumors, hence their inaction.

However, Master Yu Sheng did not think his judgment was off. The mastermind behind the scenes would definitely make another move, because laying out such a long game wasn’t merely to embarrass Zong Yunqian in public—a situation that had been promptly stopped. By now, the brightness surrounding the Princely Heir in the city had dimmed.

Therefore, the adversary would surely strike again.

Zheng Congyuan, considering the possibilities, did not insist and left with his men. Perhaps their readiness scared the adversary off, so lowering their guard might lure the mastermind out.

Upon hearing the order, Ju Nanyi was puzzled. Leave with his men?

So, the days of readiness had been useless. The members of the Fire Order Squad were somewhat resentful, reluctantly leaving with their tools. This was their first collaboration with the people from Qiandao Temple, and the squad was initially as pumped as if they had been injected with chicken blood, but suddenly being told to withdraw left them somewhat reluctant.

Elder Can, disregarding his own life, clutched his Young Master. It was a matter of life or death, sooner or later, but he couldn’t just watch his Young Master walk to his death.

"Young Master, if you trust my words, before killing Zong Yunqian, there is something I must say."

Yin He looked at Elder Can impatiently. To say they were afraid to die was an overstatement; Elder Can and his three subordinates were not afraid of death, they were just inefficient and indecisive in their actions.

Yin He didn’t want to listen. He had already decided; if Zong Yunqian did not die, there would be no room for manoeuvre.

Elder Can was anxious.

"Young Master, don’t you want to know what the Commandery Princess thinks?"

Yin He looked at Elder Can, puzzled. What does she think, she...

"Young Master, besides Prince Duan’s intentions, the Commandery Princess has her own thoughts on the matter. But now, with Prince Duan thinking this way, if the Commandery Princess favors you, Young Master, and since our men have not yet acted, we could still try."

Yin He understood Elder Can’s point. Although annoyed, he also wanted to know her true feelings. The youth started to feel uneasy.

She said she would listen to Prince Duan.

"Young Master, as Prince Duan’s offspring, the Commandery Princess naturally cannot go against Prince Duan’s wishes. Even if she does not favor Zong Yunqian but favors you, Young Master, she wouldn’t dare to express it at that time. Hence, the permanent solution to this matter is to make Prince Duan change his mind."

The youth seemed to understand yet didn’t, but Elder Can’s words appeared to make a lot of sense.

"So—" The youth hesitated whether to proceed.

"Young Master, the Commandery Princess’s opinion is very important." Elder Can nodded vigorously, an encouraging look in his eyes directed at his Young Master.

Yin He also felt it made sense. As she had shown him a lot of importance in those days, yes, Prince Duan was ultimately her father, making the decisions. Nevertheless, why should such matters be decided by parents?

"Young Master, I believe that Heir Zong is not a patch on you in any way, not in looks, not in capability, and certainly not in his affection for the Commandery Princess," Elder Can immediately added fuel to the fire.

Upon hearing this, Yin He felt much better. Indeed, he should inquire about her intentions.

But Zong Yunqian deserved to die too, yet not as urgently as this matter.

At nightfall, encouraged by Elder Can, Yin He slowly made his way into Zheng Nianru’s courtyard. The heavens hung low, an autumn rain about to fall, and the morose atmosphere mirrored the youth’s heart.

"What’s wrong?" Zheng Nianru looked at the youth standing behind her, and had to admit, the man was becoming increasingly stunning—a standout even among the many she had seen.

The youth’s hand tentatively rested on Zheng Nianru’s shoulder, with an unconcealable tremble, a hesitant and conflicted heart, wanting to speak but not daring to.

"What’s wrong?" Zheng Nianru asked again, this time more patiently, as Fu Dong glanced at Yin He, put down the teapot, and brought a blanket for Zheng Nianru.

"Would you be willing?" The youth’s voice sank into the water, like a drowning person grasping for a straw.

And Zheng Nianru’s answer was that very straw.