Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou rode their horses at full speed and returned to the capital in just half a day.

Song Zhishou stopped the carriage in front of Prince Yi's mansion, turned around, lifted the curtain and glanced at Chu Huanjun. He saw that Chu Huanjun was taking a nap against the window with his arms folded, wrapped in a layer of bedding. For a moment, he didn't know whether to wake him up or not.

Just when Song Zhishou was stunned and didn't know what to do, Chu Huanjun opened his eyes at the right time.

Their eyes met unexpectedly. Song Zhishou awkwardly avoided his gaze, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "Your Highness," he said, "we've arrived in the capital. Should we go to the Zuo Mansion Garden first, or should we return to the mansion and rest for a while before heading out?"

Chu Huanjun yawned slowly, then slowly crawled out from the quilt wrapped like a silkworm cocoon. Bewilderedly, he poked his head out from the car window curtain and took a look outside.

Oh, it turns out to be my own mansion.

Chu Huanjun waved his hand and said calmly, "No rush. That person is being held captive by Zuo Tang and can't go anywhere. If we go there too early, we'll alert the enemy."

"So...what does the prince mean...?"

Chu Huanjun tilted his head and thought for a moment, then he got back into the carriage just as he was about to get out, pulled up the blanket and wrapped it around himself, and said calmly, "Let's turn around and go to Fuxiangzhai. No one has taken care of it for a long time, I want to go take a look."

Although Song Zhishou was confused and didn't know why Chu Huanjun suddenly wanted to go to Fuxiangzhai, he was too embarrassed to say anything more, so he had to pull the reins and turn around and walk towards Fuxiangzhai.

After Yun Qing and Yun Shao left, Fu Xiang Zhai had been left idle and no longer in business. Chu Huanjun had wanted to hand over Fu Xiang Zhai to Tao Yao, but with all the recent setbacks, Tao Yao wouldn't be returning to the capital anytime soon, so Fu Xiang Zhai would probably remain idle.

Things have changed, and people have changed, which inevitably makes people sigh. Chu Huanjun wiped the dust off the shelves with a fan and whispered, "It seems that the maids I asked didn't clean carefully enough. Look, there is dust everywhere."

Song Zhishou followed behind, not knowing what to say for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, you and Miss Shi Er..."

Hearing Song Zhishou suddenly mention Tao Yao, Chu Huanjun looked up at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Zhishou fell silent after being glanced at like that. He waved his hand and said, "No, nothing... I'm just a little confused. Why would the prince be willing to leave Miss Shi alone in Qingshui Town? Why not bring her back with you?"

Chu Huanjun smiled knowingly, and he could probably guess what Song Zhishou was thinking. He just didn't expect that his obsession with Tao Yao had been so obvious that even Song Zhishou had noticed it. He thought he had hidden it well.

As if to save some face, Chu Huanjun pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Why did you bring her back? Can this prince survive without her?"

This sentence sounded like a sour and angry remark, and even Chu Huanjun himself didn't notice it.

Song Zhishou coughed twice and agreed, "Of course not..."

Chu Huanjun shook his head, brought a bucket of water and asked Song Zhishou to hold it. He found a rag and began to wipe the dust off the shelves. As he wiped, he said, "Even if I force her, what's the point? Well, if she wants to make her own way out there, let her do it."

Song Zhishou looked at Chu Huanjun's indifferent expression, thinking that he had finally come to his senses. He felt a little touched and found a rag to join him in wiping the dust.

The two of them cleaned up, and nearly two hours had passed. Looking at the newly renovated Fuxiangzhai, Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou sat down at the small table in the attic with a sense of accomplishment. They opened a jar of fine wine that Yun Qing had hidden in the shop and drank a little.

Having worked for a long time, Song Zhishou felt thirsty. He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. With a flushed face, he asked with a smile, "By the way, Your Majesty, why did you suddenly want to come and clean Fuxiangzhai? This little thing can be left to the servants."

Chu Huanjun frowned and said, "Didn't you see that too? Those servants aren't doing their job diligently. I clearly sent people to clean regularly, yet there's still so much dust."

Song Zhishou drank another bowl of wine, a little puzzled: "But this Fuxiangzhai has been unused for a long time, so why should we clean it?"

Chu Huanjun's face lit up with a smile that seemed to say, "You don't know this, do you?" He shook his finger and said with a smile, "I want to leave this Fuxiangzhai for Taoyao to use."

Song Zhishou almost spit out the wine he had just taken a sip of - he had just thought that Chu Huanjun had finally come to terms with it, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about that woman in his heart.

There's no hope, there's no hope. It seems that this time, Prince Yi is really going to fall into the hands of a woman.

After finishing the work, Chu Huanjun drank a few sips of wine and felt cheerful. He patted his butt and stood up: "Let's go, it's time to get down to business."

Song Zhishou was so moved that he put down his wine bowl and stood up. Thinking that the prince had finally come to his senses, he hurried out to prepare the carriage.

Zuo Tang's villa was located in a remote area, and most of the servants in the villa were slaves hired randomly from nearby places. Before coming, Chu Huanjun had arranged for people to secretly replace the people in Zuo's villa with his own people without anyone noticing.

Zuo Tang was a man of great discreetness, but no matter how discreet he was, he couldn't match Chu Huanjun's years of spies throughout the Zuo Mansion. Whenever there was any movement in the Zuo Mansion, Chu Huanjun would always have first-hand information.

Although they had swapped troops, Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou still disguised themselves for safety's sake. Entering the villa, they had no trouble getting through. The previously arranged guide led the two along a side path to the backyard, which was bare and empty.

There was an inconspicuous little corner on the east side of the yard. When I walked over and took a look, I suddenly saw a dry well in the corner. The wellhead was covered with a wooden board, which looked very suspicious.

The servant who led the way walked over, pushed open the wooden board on the well mouth, and led Chu Huanjun and Song Zhishou to look over. Suddenly, the view in front of them became clear -

This wasn't a well, but the Zuo family dungeon. It was located in such a remote place, with broken chains and no strict security. It was probably just used to detain unimportant people.

Chu Huanjun peeked inside, took a deep breath, turned around and said to Song Zhishou, "Let's go down and take a look."

There was a stone staircase at the wellhead. Chu Huanjun, with his better martial arts skills, easily jumped down without climbing, and first surveyed the terrain ahead. Song Zhishou lit a tinder and followed behind to provide illumination.

There was only a narrow tunnel under the well. The two people walked along the tunnel for a long time. When they were almost at the end, they vaguely heard a woman crying not far away, which sounded very familiar.