Just after Chen hour, it suddenly started raining in the capital. The rain is like a thread, affecting people's sadness.
Zhou Jin looked out the window blankly, his mind no longer here.
At this time, Xiaolan led Qin Nan and Chen Xiaolan to the study door. Zhou Jin was still leaning in front of the window, unaware.
Qin Nan and Chen Xiaolan's faces were no better looking than Zhou Jin's, especially Chen Xiaolan's face was haggard and her eyes were reddish.
Xiaolan called softly: "Princess, Miss Qin and Miss Chen are here."
Zhou Jin finally woke up and turned to look at them, while Qin Nan and Chen Xiaolan had no intention of saluting and greetings at this time.
Qin Nan took a step forward, looked directly at Zhou Jin, bit his lips, and asked slowly: "Why is Mr. Su in such trouble?"
In an ordinary house in the west of the city, Feng Ke was lying on the bed, breathing slowly and continuously, as if he was in a deep sleep.
Suddenly his eyes opened suddenly. Although his expression remained unchanged, there was a look of warning in his eyes.
Then a slight sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and then stopped in front of his door.
There were three knocks on the door, then a pause, then two more, another pause, and finally four.
At the same time as the knocking on the door sounded, Feng Ke had quietly arrived at the door. After the knocking on the door ended, he asked in a low voice: "Who?"
A familiar voice came in from outside the door: "I am the cousin of your next door neighbor's second uncle's son. I am here to ask if you want porridge or noodles this morning?"
Feng Ke smiled slightly and opened the door bolt. Yang Wenshu stood outside the door with a smile on his face.
Feng Ke looked at his hands and found Yang Wenshu empty. Feng Ke turned sideways and Yang Wenshu walked in unceremoniously.
"I want to eat noodles."
"Then please move, Master Feng. Turn left fifty paces when you go out and there is a Zhang Ji Noodle House. Although the taste is not very good, the portion is large and filling."
Feng Ke closed the door and said, "Have you been there to eat?"
Yang Wenshu pulled out a chair and sat down, "I just came out of there."
As he spoke, he picked up the teapot on the table and shook it. When he found that it was empty, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your life is too simple."
"Are you thirsty?"
"The noodles at Zhangji Noodle House not only taste bad, but also have little soup. It's surprising that this kind of noodle shop has been open for ten years."
Feng Ke said calmly: "Because many people can eat a bowl of noodles there for a whole day." Then he looked Yang Wenshu up and down: "I believe that everyone will be surprised when you appear there."
"I didn't pay attention because I was so hungry that my eyesight was blurry and I didn't have the energy to look at other people's expressions."
Feng Ke murmured: "It seems I have to move."
Yang Wenshu asked curiously: "Why?"
"A person who shouldn't be here suddenly appears on this street, and he is wearing luxurious clothes and eating noodles that are only eaten by those who work hard. Do you think this person will attract other people's attention?"
Yang Wenshu scratched his head: "Yes."
"Since he has attracted other people's attention, and I don't want to attract other people's attention, do you think I should move?"
Yang Wenshu sighed: "You are too careful."
Feng Ke shook his head: "Bai Jiangchuan must have told Su Shi everything, and Su Shi must be eager to find me now and want to know why I helped him."
Yang Wenshu looked at him doubtfully: "Don't you know that Su Shi has been placed under house arrest?"
Feng Ke said calmly: "I believe anyone who is not deaf knows this."
However, he didn't want to waste more words on this matter, so he immediately asked: "You are so anxious to find me, is it possible that the deacon has taken action?"
The reason why Feng Ke guessed this was because only the deacon knew where he lived. Since Yang Wenshu came to his door, something urgent had naturally happened. If there was nothing urgent, they should have used another, more private method of contact.
Yang Wenshu's expression suddenly became serious. He took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "The deacon is preparing to execute the shock plan in advance, so he specially sent me to inform you to prepare."
"You must have informed Gu Yingkan?"
Yang Wenshu nodded slightly.
Feng Ke was silent for a while and asked slowly: "Why are the plans advanced?"
"Because of Su Shi."
Feng Ke wondered: "Hasn't he already been under house arrest? What else can he do?"
"I don't know." Yang Wenshu shook his head gently, and his expression became confused: "Don't you think that Su Shi's house arrest happened too suddenly and was very strange."
Feng Ke's brows suddenly frowned: "Does Su Shi's house arrest have nothing to do with the deacon?"
Yang Wenshu was also confused for a while. He didn't know whether the deacon had taken action or not.
Feng Ke asked again: "When will the Shock Plan be implemented?"
"Wait until the deacon meets Su Shi."
Feng Ke was shocked: "Deacon wants to see Su Shi? Why?"
Yang Wenshuang speculated: "Maybe it's because of the wax pill You Gui sent."
Feng Ke was still puzzled: "But now Su Shi has been placed under house arrest in the General's Mansion. He cannot go out, and no one is allowed to visit. How can the deacon see him?"
Yang Wenshu stood up suddenly and couldn't help but said excitedly: "There is only one possibility."
Feng Ke knew what he wanted to say, thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said: "Impossible."
Yang Wenshu seemed to have thought of something, then sat down slumped again and murmured: "It is indeed impossible."
He originally guessed that the deacon was in the general's mansion, so even if Su Shi couldn't contact outsiders, it would be easy for the deacon to see him.
But Feng Ke thought this was impossible, because if the deacon was in the general's mansion, he would have been under house arrest with Su Shi from yesterday, so how could he possibly pass the message to Yang Wenshu.
Yang Wenshu also thought of this immediately, so he had to agree with Feng Ke's words.
Now Zhou Jin has told Qin Nan and Chen Xiaolan in detail what happened in the Royal Palace last night.
Although Chen Xiaolan seemed to understand, she also knew that the situation was serious. She was too worried about Mr. Su, and her face had turned pale.
Qin Nan fell into deep thought. After a long time, his frown gradually relaxed.
She looked up at Zhou Jin and asked, "His Majesty really said that you would take over Qianqiu Company?"
Zhou Jin nodded slightly, and his eyes suddenly became firm: "Even if my father doesn't mention this matter, I will never let Qianqiu Company fall into the hands of others."
"Why?" Seeing Zhou Jin's determination, Qin Nan couldn't help but ask.
"Because Mr. Su once said that Qianqiu Company is now like a man-eating monster. If it falls into the hands of others, no one will be able to control this monster, so I must be optimistic about it."
At this time, Qin Nan let out a sigh of relief, and then said slowly: "Then what are you going to do now, Your Highness the Princess?"
