She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 31: What’s up with this woman, impervious to reason

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: What’s up with this woman, impervious to reason

The matchmaking monk from Southern Mountain Temple who became famous for his matchmaking powers could actually perform autopsies!

Everyone found this somewhat unbelievable.

Xun Wu pulled out an innocent smile and looked towards Yan Wanqing and the others, "You don’t have a better choice now, do you?"

Everyone: "..."

The autopsy started at the break of dawn and continued until dusk fell, and Xun Wu didn’t even eat lunch during the process.

As soon as he came out, the first thing Xiao Hongshen did was to take men to abduct Zhao Qi, the young master of the Zhao Family.

When Yan Wanqing heard this news, Cong Ge was organizing her things, and Cong Huan stood outside the courtyard, looking inside eagerly.

"That maid, keeping her by your side is bound to be a disaster." After closing the makeup box hesitantly, Cong Ge still whispered to Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing did not lift her eyelids, pinched a white piece, and rested her cheek on her palm as she looked at the chessboard, "Getting rid of her would be easy, but it’s easy to dodge a spear in the light, hard to avoid an arrow in the dark. Without her, there will be many others to follow."

Cong Ge was not foolish, "This servant understands. I will keep a close eye on her."

Yan Wanqing curled her lips into a smile.

Naturally, she had already assigned people to closely watch every move of Cong Huan. Looking at the messages sent every day, Cong Huan seemed to be dutifully serving the Seventh Prince, Xiao Hongshen, willing to cook and serve her heart to Xiao Hongshen.

Thinking about it, she hadn’t been too harsh on Cong Huan over the years.

How could she fail to win her over?

Even if she raised a dog, it would show some fondness.

Yan Wanqing could only sigh at the unpredictability of human nature.

Sun Shi entered at this moment, the scent of dew on her clothes, and upon entering she sent the maids away.

"Mother." Yan Wanqing withdrew her attention from the chessboard.

Sun Shi glanced at the chessboard cursorily, but her eyes could not hide her amazement.

Yan Wanqing casually scattered the chess pieces, "Why has Mother come late at night? We’re not returning to the Capital City until tomorrow."

Sun Shi picked up a black piece that had fallen from the chessboard and gently placed it back into the chess box, her worry poorly concealed, "It’s not good to harbor such a heavy intent to kill."

The seemingly ordinary chessboard was crisscrossed with murderous intent. Just one glance at it made her feel cold with fear.

Yan Wanqing gently shook Sun Shi’s hand, "It’s just an ancient chess game, Daughter is just studying it for fun, Mother needn’t worry."

Seeing her unwilling to elaborate, Sun Shi had to let it go.

Her daughter had been decisive since childhood, especially after such a serious incident occurred, and she had become even more unfathomable.

She suppressed this concern and spoke up.

"Mother came to tell you that news has come from the mansion. Your paternal grandmother arrived yesterday; when we return to Capital City tomorrow, you’ll be able to see her."

Upon hearing this, Yan Wanqing frowned immediately, "She’s living fine in Tiger Hill, why come to Capital City?"

Sun Shi shook her head, for she wasn’t favored by her mother-in-law and was uneasy about her sudden visit, especially as she had a tense relationship with her daughter. She came specifically to advise Yan Wanqing to find an opportunity to not return, or at least to return late. They hoped to outlast the visit, so Yan Wanqing could return after the old lady had grown tired and left Capital City. That would be perfect.

But how could Yan Wanqing possibly not go back?

"Mother needn’t persuade me. It’s not new for Grandmother to dislike me, but those issues were from the time I followed Father in battle. I have been waiting in the boudoir for years now, even if Grandmother is annoyed, I am still officially the Commandery Princess of Anping, crowned by the Emperor himself; she wouldn’t disrespect me."

Yan Wanqing naturally wouldn’t allow the sudden visit of an old lady to stall her plans for revenge.

With the situation having reached this point, Mrs. Sun could only give up on her own intentions, hoping that when grandmother and granddaughter met tomorrow, they wouldn’t end up in a fierce confrontation.

It was normal for Mrs. Sun to feel this anxiety.

After returning from the battlefield at the age of ten, Yan Wanqing had been pinned down on a tiger bench by the old lady and beaten until her buttocks were split and flesh burst, lying on the couch for over a month before recovering. The old lady even threatened that if she saw her handling a sword or spear again, she would beat her to death.

Unfortunately, just half a year later, Yan Wanqing once again followed her kinsmen into battle. Before leaving, she had set free the parrot that the old lady had kept for many years, which enraged the old lady to curse for three days and nights.

These were all major incidents, and the daily minor ones were too numerous to count. Whenever these two were in the same place, there would be chaos, with shouting and cursing, and anyone with eyes could tell that the old lady intensely disliked the Yan Family’s legitimate eldest daughter.

Thus, after Yan Wanqing returned at the age of fifteen, the old lady, fearing she would be angered to death, moved back to her old house in Tiger Hill, ignoring all news from the Capital City over the years.

Yan Wanqing found this curious, an event that hadn’t occurred in her previous life, sparking her interest.

"Piji, go and check it out," she said.

Piji hung upside down from the roof beam like a black bat, "Master’s second uncle was summoned back to the Capital City for an official position a while ago."

Yan Wanqing raised an eyebrow, "My second uncle? Wasn’t he demoted and sent away a few years ago for committing an offense? And now he has returned so soon."

Piji was serious as he gestured with his hand.

Yan Wanqing’s expression of disgust twisted her lips, meaning that her second uncle had probably spent some dirty money to work his way back up.

"So, he encouraged the old lady to go to the Capital," Yan Wanqing suddenly understood. Her second aunt had always accompanied the old lady in Tiger Hill. The couple was united, and it must have been that second aunt who had persuaded her.

Yan Wanqing rubbed between her eyebrows, feeling both external and internal troubles, a tangled mess she couldn’t cut through or resolve.

How Wang Shujian died was still a mystery, and the source of last night’s tampered wine had not been ascertained. Yan Wanqing felt like she and the Yan Family were bound in an invisible net, the pressure of which left her suffocating and unable to move.

If only someone could help her.

Yan Wanqing walked to the windowsill and pushed the window open, letting the evening breeze blow in. She exhaled a breath of foul air.

In the midst of her frustration, she looked up to see the moon but instead caught sight of a white figure sitting on the roof across from hers.

Yan Wanqing: "..."

The person seemed to have been watching this side all along, and upon seeing the window pushed open, he did not hide or avoid, but stared directly at Yan Wanqing with intense eyes.

Sitting on the rooftop of the women’s quarters late at night dressed all in white—other than the Crown Prince, who is one thing on the surface and another behind backs, probably no one else could do such a thing.

Yan Wanqing really didn’t understand.

It had only been one night of sleep.

And this man, he’d completely abandoned all pretense.

He was the current Crown Prince, covered in numerous halos, the man acclaimed as the light of the world.

Yet, in the shadows, he was a jealous, domineering, and clingy man.

Yan Wanqing felt even more irritated after opening the window, her expression darkened as she removed the wooden bar holding it open.

Consequently, a certain gentleman who had been waiting in the cold wind, finally seeing someone, only caught a glimpse of the charming figure across before the window closed tightly again.

The smile on the gentleman’s face quickly cooled.

He took out a crumpled book from his bosom, which boldly had "How to Woo a Wife in 98 Steps" written on it. He flipped through it, muttering indistinctly,

"... Pitching straight, a stern woman fears an imposing lover, domineering declarations, I’ve done all these." He stuffed the book back haphazardly, frowning handsomely, "What’s with this woman, impervious to all approaches."

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