Chapter 102
On Jiang Hansheng's first day away, Li Wenchuan realized that he missed him a little.
He rarely felt this way. Selfishly, he had even instinctively wanted to order Jiang Hansheng to cancel all his work. It was not as if he had never done something like that before; he was quite practiced at it.
Once, when they had traveled incognito through Jiangnan, Jiang Hansheng had said he had other matters to handle. "Your Majesty, go have a look around on your own."
Li Wenchuan had stopped him. What had he said back then? Lying beneath the covers, Li Wenchuan thought it over.
Landscape Orchid Pavilion was especially quiet. Unlike their previous residential complex, there was no sound of passing vehicles. All he could hear was the dense, rushing murmur of the river beside the villa. Moonlight spilled over the water, casting rippling patterns across the ceiling.
It was as if he were at the bottom of the sea, immersed in his own world.
At that very moment, he remembered. Back then, he had said, "Are all the people beneath you crippled and unable to do anything? Does Lord Chancellor really have to make the trip himself? Is work more important than I am?"
No matter how many times he recalled it, he still felt that his past self had been terribly unreasonable.
He took out his phone and sent Jiang Hansheng a message, burying his nose in the bedding. The quilt smelled of sunshine. Liang Meng had said she had ordered someone to air it out; blankets only felt comfortable to sleep in after being sun-dried.
Yu'an: "Have you arrived?"
Cheng Yu: "[Image]"
Cheng Yu: "The moon in the desert is especially round. We should come here together someday, though it gets rather cold at night."
Li Wenchuan