"Entering the palace again?"
"Chief Steward Yu, Old Uncle Yu, are you sure?"
Ye Zhen found Yu Chaoen's idea utterly incomprehensible.
What was so good about the imperial palace?
It was a place ten, even a hundred times bloodier, filthier, and colder than the outside world.
Ye Zhen did not know how Yu Chaoen had entered the Internal Inspectorate in the first place. Perhaps he had had no choice. But now that he did have a choice, Ye Zhen truly could not understand why he still wanted to enter the palace again.
If one said Yu Chaoen coveted power and position, that was impossible as well.
Yu Chaoen had long since lost his post as Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace. Even if he truly returned, he could only possess and inhabit the body of a low-ranking young eunuch.
Ye Zhen truly could not understand it.
Seeing Ye Zhen's anxious, frustrated expression and hearing him call him Old Uncle Yu, Yu Chaoen's primordial spirit suddenly laughed.
"Old Uncle Yu—I like that name." Yu Chaoen chuckled. "The main reason I want to enter the palace again is that I can't stop worrying about Changle. I want to go back in, take another look, and gather some news."
At those words, Ye Zhen froze. Then, all at once, he understood.
Family!
Yu Chaoen had regarded Changle as family. Now, he had also regarded Changle's husband—Ye Zhen himself—as family. That was why hearing the words Old Uncle Yu had made him so incomparably happy.
And that was also why he wanted to enter the palace again.
"Old Uncle Yu..."
"Don't try to persuade me. I know better than you how treacherous the imperial palace is. I don't know what kind of man Founding Ancestor Ji Bang was back then.
"But anyone capable of