"Why are you here?"
Jiang Yourning looked up at Qing Qianxue, who stood before her wrapped in a heavy cloak, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
For the past few days.
Qing Qianxue had stayed in the front courtyard. She had not gone to see him, and he had not come to disturb her either.
According to Chun Tao, the State Preceptor had quite a knack for putting people through their paces.
Little Wukong and her dear fourth brother had been incredibly well-behaved these past two days. Their learning efficiency had improved so much that they seemed like entirely different people.
"Tomorrow... the Zheng Family will probably make their move. I thought you might be feeling troubled tonight, so I came to see you."
Qing Qianxue spoke calmly, then sat down opposite Jiang Yourning.
"What's there to be troubled about? His Majesty has been laying his plans for so long. There's no way Zheng Wanba can succeed."
Jiang Yourning propped her chin on one hand, her feet swinging idly on the stool.
You really hit the nail on the head, didn't you? I wonder whether that Zheng Wangba plans to storm the court directly, or whether every official's household in the capital will be washed in blood too.
Judging by the plotlines of the dramas I've watched, rebellions usually happen when the ministers enter the palace for a banquet, while the rebels take the chance to hold their families hostage. The Jiang Family will probably face a storm of blood tomorrow too.
Come to think of it, Chu Wenzong putting my dad under house arrest right now seems to have inadvertently done us a favor. After all, the Imperial Palace might be even more dangerous tomorrow.
Qing Qianxue gave a faint chuckle.
"Might I ask Sixth Miss Jiang for