Chen Yunfan glanced at him, nodded calmly, and called, "Uncle Jia."
Jia Xingzhi was a senior retainer of the Cui Family. When Cui Qingwu first came to the Chen Family, he had been among her attendants.
Jia Xingzhi forced a smile. "My lord, have you come to see the young lady?"
"Unfortunately, she's currently-"
Chen Yunfan raised a hand to interrupt him and headed straight for the side chamber where Cui Qingwu was staying. "I have an urgent matter to discuss with your young lady."
Jia Xingzhi opened his mouth, but ultimately did not step forward to stop him.
Only after he saw Chen Yunfan enter the side chamber did his expression grow uglier still.
The roof was leaking, and now came a whole night of rain.
Jia Xingzhi gazed at the tightly shut door of the side chamber and stood there a moment before drawing a deep breath, turning, and striding out of the courtyard.
Inside the side chamber.
Cui Qingwu rose to greet him, the anger gradually fading from her face. "Brother Yunfan, why have you-"
"Have you heard those rumors?"
Chen Yunfan murmured an assent. "I have."
Cui Qingwu said, "Whoever they are, they're incredibly bold, daring to fabricate stories about Grandfather. If I catch them, I'll have them hauled before the authorities."
Just days earlier, those people of the Unorthodox Path had wrecked her Yunqing Tower, and the Yamen had yet to give her an explanation. Now something like this had happened.
How could Cui Qingwu not be angry?
Chen Yunfan watched her, listening to her go on, then asked, "Qingwu, I heard you intend to erect a monument to the forebears of Shuzhou who died fighting the Barbarian Tribe?"
Cui Qingwu froze, looking at him in confusion. "Is that so? Why don't I know about