Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator

Chapter 65: Jealousy

Xiyan was also happy that Third Young Madam was finally thinking about Third Young Master. In her excitement, she took out all of Chu Lian's snacks and packed them up, including a few pretty little blue cloth bags and the small jar of translucent shredded beef. Though it wasn't much, it was just enough for a small package.

On the other hand, when Senior Servant Gui looked at the package, she felt that it was too small. Wouldn't sending such a small amount reflect badly on their young madam? Thus, she took the initiative to take out the grape wine that Chu Lian had fermented a few days ago. After adding one bottle into the package, Senior Servant Gui was satisfied.

Poor Chu Lian didn't know that all of her snacks had been offered up by Xiyan. Not even her grape wine, which hadn't been easy to make either, was left untouched by these two.

Once both the letter and package had been prepared, they were sent on their way to the outer court. By then, the entire estate knew that Chu Lian was going to send a giant letter to He Sanlang.

The main steward retold the story in front of the other stewards, boasting that he had personally made that huge envelope for Third Young Madam's letter!

The faces of Matriarch He, Countess Jing'an, and Heir Jing'an were filled with gratified smiles upon hearing this bit of news.

They praised Chu Lian, exclaiming that Sanlang had really married a good wife!

Thus, the letters that the other family members intended to send to He Changdi were full of praise for Chu Lian, noting that she was both sensible and filial. It was probably only Madam Zou's letter that didn't contain something nice about her.

All of House Jing'an's letters and packages were quickly sent to the northern border.

Within the study room of Prince Jin's estate, the usually cheerful Tang Yan had lost his smile. His expression was extremely grave. He glanced towards the seemingly relaxed Prince Jin, sitting at the head of the room with his eyes closed and resting.

"Your Highness, the city guards just sent some news over. The assassins we captured all died overnight."

Prince Jin's startlingly blue eyes instantly flickered open.

"Have you found any leads?"

"All of the assassins had a black imprint on their left arm. After examining the bodies, we suspect that the imprints are part of a secret technique from the previous dynasty to control kamikaze warriors."

"Send people to continue the investigation. Check on the background of Defeng Teahouse as well."

Tang Yan indicated that he had received his orders and left.

Prince Jin's long, elegant fingers tapped gently on the table before him.

His eyes seemed to have darkened, showing hidden depths.

Everything that happened in Defeng Teahouse played in Prince Jin's mind once again. He hadn't forgotten how Chu Lian had been able to recognise him at first glance back then.

Although he was part of the imperial family, and even held the status of fourth prince, he wasn't as favoured as the other princes. His mother had passed away long ago, and his mother's maiden family was too weak. Thus, he had no support to speak of.

He was already eighteen this year, and had left the palace two years earlier to establish his own estate. After moving out, other than for the major court meetings held twice every month, he didn't enter the palace often. In their earlier years, he and He Changdi had regularly visited the military camp located in the outskirts of the city, so he was familiar with most of the military officials at court. Otherwise, he couldn't possibly have arranged a position for He Changdi at Liangzhou.