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"You didn't even mention that Song Chengyan sent someone to assassinate us yesterday. I'm afraid we can't keep Shuozhou here."

Jiang Feili scrutinized his expression. "Since you intend to get rid of him, you should return to the capital as soon as possible."

"Quite the opposite."

Song Jinglan continued wiping the old man's sweat, her tone somewhat nonchalant, "Song Chengyan must already know about Yu Jizhi's arrest. Now that I have leverage over him, he'll only be more anxious, and in his anxiety, he'll make even more mistakes."

"Now that he has no troops and no power, even if he wanted to stir up some trouble, he would be powerless to do so. At most, he could only send more people to assassinate him."

"If that's the case, then I'll naturally give him an opportunity. After all, he is the eldest son of the late emperor. If he doesn't commit several crimes, how could the court officials let me deal with him?"

Jiang Feili found it hard to refute these words. Although Song Jinglan had been on the throne for four years, there were still quite a few remnants of the Prince of Ding in the court who would occasionally jump out. Now that there was such an opportunity to eliminate them completely, it was time to make the most of it.

"That's up to you."

Seeing that this person was going to use himself as bait, Jiang Feili was too lazy to persuade him anymore. However, seeing how Song Jinglan was taking such good care of others, he felt a little awkward.

"You should also not be idle."

Song Jinglan glanced at him and said, "Come and check on his condition. Has it improved?"

"..."

Although Jiang Yuyue really didn't want to deal with Song Jinglan anymore, she was worried about her maternal grandfather's illness, so she still went to check on him from time to time.

Perhaps because my maternal grandfather had always been in good health, the high fever subsided in just one day.

Jiang Qimo also came with her to visit her great-grandfather. As soon as he stepped into the house, he met Song Jinglan's gaze and immediately shrank behind Jiang Yuyue.

Upon seeing this, Song Jinglan's expression shifted, and he slowly said, "Young Master He's son seems to be very afraid of me."

"The child is young and just shy."

Jiang Yuyue stepped forward to block the two men's view, "General, please don't be offended."

"I've come many times, yet I'm still met with a stranger?" Song Jinglan said calmly. "It seems I'll have to come a few more times."

Jiang Yuyue ignored them and, seeing that night was falling outside, unceremoniously gave them the order to leave.

"It's getting late, General, you should head back now. I still have to take care of my maternal grandfather, so I won't see you off."

"Oh dear, it's so late, General, please stay for a simple meal."

At this moment, Madam Shen walked in. She had seen how carefully the general had taken care of her old man today. Although she didn't understand why he did such a thing, she was still somewhat grateful.

"General, you've had a long day. How can we let you go back hungry?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyue instinctively wanted to dissuade her, "Grandmother...!"

"No need for a meal."

Song Jinglan, unusually, did not argue. He stood up and smiled slightly, "I still have matters to attend to in the army. Thank you for your kindness, Madam."

Seeing that he had no intention of staying, Jiang Yuyue breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing this, Old Madam Shen could not keep him any longer, so she thanked him repeatedly and saw him to the gate.

After the person had walked away, Jiang Qimo gently tugged at Jiang Yuyue's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Father, do you think this general is about to discover us?"

Jiang Yuyue was increasingly agitated, and at this critical juncture, Song Jinglan had become entangled with her. This man was like a leech, impossible for her to shake off.

At night, Jiang Yuyue took on the task of attending to her grandfather at his bedside. After feeding him his medicine, her eyelids began to droop, and before she knew it, she had fallen into a deep sleep by the bedside.

As night deepened, a barely perceptible sound of footsteps slowly approached, and Jiang Yuyue was startled awake. However, she quickly guessed who it was.

The only person who would come here at this hour is Song Jinglan.

Knowing that if she woke up, this person would surely interrogate her again, Jiang Yuyue knew she couldn't argue with him and understood the principle that the more she said, the more mistakes she would make, so she simply kept her eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.

And indeed it was Song Jinglan who arrived. Hearing the calm breathing inside the room, he once again slowed his pace.

The person in front of him was dressed in thin clothes and was sleeping on the edge of the bed. Seeing this, he frowned slightly, looked at the blanket next to him, picked it up, and gently covered her with it.

Jiang Yuyue had been on edge the whole time when she suddenly felt a slight weight on her body. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was the touch of a blanket.

This tense expression did not escape Song Jinglan's notice.

He was pretending to be asleep.

Song Jinglan found it somewhat amusing, so he deliberately stopped beside her, then slowly bent down to carefully examine the "sleeping face" of the person in front of him.

As Jiang Yuyue felt his presence drawing ever closer, her eyelashes trembled slightly. This sight, witnessed by Song Jinglan, brought a faint smile to his lips.

In the end, it was Jiang Yuyue who broke down first. After all, with her eyes closed, she really didn't know what Song Jinglan was doing. She could only pretend to yawn and open her eyes.

Upon opening her eyes, she immediately met Song Jinglan's gaze. Seeing how close he was, Jiang Yuyue's heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

"What is the general doing?!"

Jiang Yuyue immediately stood up, but fearing she would wake her maternal grandfather, she could only lower her voice, "General, are you perhaps planning to break into a private residence late at night and become a thief?"

"Young Master He really knows how to slander people."

Song Jinglan said calmly, "This is the residence of my maternal grandfather. It is only natural for me to come here to visit him. How dare you, Young Master He, call me a thief?"

Seeing that he brought up the matter again, Jiang Yuyue became even more impatient. Although she had not yet revealed any specific flaws, Song Jinglan's pressing and nagging clearly indicated that he had already guessed.

But this person never actively questioned whether she was Jiang Yuyue; instead, he toyed with her repeatedly like a cat playing with a mouse. Yet, she had no way to confront him directly, which was incredibly frustrating.

Seeing that Jiang Yuyue remained silent, Song Jinglan picked up the blanket that had fallen to the ground and then slowly began to discuss the important matter.

"I heard that Young Master He is already arranging a carriage back to Jinling. What a coincidence! I am also planning to return to Jinling to visit my parents-in-law. Since we are family, why don't we travel together?"

He's going to Nanjing too!?

Jiang Yuyue's expression was slightly strange. Wasn't Song Jinglan the emperor?

The war in Shuozhou has ended, and he should be returning to the capital. Could it be that he's neglecting his duties in his search for me?

"This isn't appropriate."

Jiang Yuyue paused for a moment, "I heard that the general is very busy with official duties. Is he going to abandon his post for his own selfish desires? Isn't he afraid of being blamed by his superiors?"