"Young master! You finally came out!"
Bu Er hurried forward and caught Yang Qing by the arm. "What on earth happened to make you so distraught?"
Had he stayed inside any longer, the two of them really would have broken down the door and dragged him out.
Yang Qing looked at Bu Er, then glanced at Jiang Zhizhou, his lips parting slightly. "It is time to eat."
Bu Er, who had been eagerly awaiting an explanation from Yang Qing, stopped short at those words. He was about to speak when Jiang Zhizhou cut him off. "Your young master wishes to eat."
Only then did Bu Er reluctantly say, "I will tell the East Kitchen to serve the meal right away."
Yang Qing, who always observed the rule of neither speaking at meals nor talking in bed, remained silent throughout dinner.
The other two naturally had little inclination to talk either. After hastily shoveling down his food, Jiang Zhizhou finally said, "When trouble strikes, three walking together fare better than one brooding alone."
Yang Qing shook his head. "This matter is exceedingly dangerous."
The implication was clear: he had no intention of explaining further.
Yet Jiang Zhizhou persisted. "If you will not tell me, I have my own ways of finding out."
Those words finally made Yang Qing lift his head. "You must not!"
"If you want me to refrain from investigating, tell me the truth. Otherwise..."
At this, Yang Qing fell silent again.
This time, however, he soon raised his head. "Very well! Both of you, come with me."
With that, Yang Qing rose and headed straight outside. Judging by his direction, he was going to the study again.
Jiang Zhizhou and Bu Er followed close behind him into the study.
As soon as they entered, Bu Er leaped onto