amaotonovel Chapter 171 I’m sweating profusely
Chapter 171 I’m sweating profusely
It's such an important thing, how could he have found it so easily?
He rummaged through the back of the cabinet again, finally finding it in an inconspicuous corner, where it was even a little dusty.
He gently opened it, and inside were several secret letters. He looked at their contents.
He simply couldn't believe that his respected mother would do such a thing.
Although I thought it might be something he couldn't accept, I didn't expect it to involve such a wide range of people.
At this moment, the guards on patrol outside came over and saw that there was a flickering candlelight inside.
Thinking that the Prime Minister should be discussing matters with the Second Prince, how could he possibly be here?
He tentatively stopped at the door and asked who it was.
Sima Lingchuan had no choice but to put the letters away and leave the empty box there.
He forced himself to walk out, feigning composure: "It's me."
"So it's the eldest young master. What are you doing in the patriarch's study?"
Then they saw that the door was open. Normally, no one except the prime minister could open this door.
In any case, without the Prime Minister's permission, one should not be able to enter this door.
So without asking any further questions, he picked up his lantern and left.
At this moment, Sima Lingchuan's palms and the backs of his hands were covered in sweat.
If it weren't nighttime, you would definitely see beads of sweat dripping from his forehead during the day.
If these letters are handed over, his mother might die.
But he believed Wu Ziyan wouldn't let her die, especially if he pleaded for her life...
He shook his head again. If the situation were reversed, Wu Ziyan would definitely die.
Would his mother care about his few words? Certainly not.
After all, he should have seen through it long ago, having committed so many murders.
Wearing the letters, I quickly walked towards the door, trying to avoid the patrolling men.
But the patrolling guard felt increasingly uneasy, and after some thought, he decided to report it to the Prime Minister.
He knocked on the door from the outside, and the prime minister frowned as he let the man in.
The patrolman in the backyard knelt on the ground: "Master, the eldest young master has returned. He was just in your study a moment ago."
Both of them were utterly shocked, looking at each other in disbelief.
Wu Chengye realized something was wrong; their conversation must have been overheard, which was why Sima Lingchuan went to the study.
"What about others?"
"I assumed it was the head of the family who had given his permission, so I didn't ask him more than a couple of questions and let him go."
Hu Yuan quickly lay down on the ground, knowing that he must have made a big mistake and he hoped that he wouldn't be implicated.
"Rebel!"
He stood up and walked out. The Prime Minister's residence was only so big; he didn't believe the Prime Minister could hide anywhere else.
"Notify everyone who sees the eldest son to stop him at all costs and not let him leave this courtyard!"
"You're all stupid too. I didn't say that no one can come to disturb us tonight!"
"But he is..."
Worrying about these things now is pointless; we need to find Sima Lingchuan as soon as possible.
He had already obtained the secret letter between her and the Xiao Rong Kingdom.
She knew her son well; he would definitely hand over these letters.
Sima Lingchuan quickened his pace in the courtyard, clearly having been discovered by his mother.
Everyone was coming to arrest him, so he couldn't get out through the main gate; he had to go through the side gate.
But even if he went through the side gate, there would definitely be someone guarding it, and he didn't know many servants in the mansion.
The only two from his courtyard, I don't know where they've been assigned to be miscellaneous servants.
But then he heard a voice: "Is that the eldest young master?"
What a coincidence! I just happened to run into those two servants from his old courtyard.
They hadn't received the news yet and didn't know what had happened, so they were still greeting him warmly.
He was thinking about using the two people in front of him to get out.
Those two will definitely not end well, but I can't entrust such an important thing to these two people.
Sometimes, to achieve great things, you have to sacrifice a few people. For the first time, I felt a deep sense of guilt.
Although they are still fine now, nothing has happened.
But if he escapes, the two of them may not escape death.
But there was no other way; he couldn't be caught, and these letters had to be delivered to Wu Ziyan.
He didn't exchange many pleasantries with the two men, only saying that he had a key and that this door was closer.
The two men didn't suspect anything, after all, he was their young master whom they had followed for so long, so they simply led him out the door.
There were hardly any people on the main street after Sima Linchuan left the mansion.
However, this place is very close to Fang Yuerong's shop, so at least he'll feel at ease leaving these things here.
He ran and ran, no longer paying attention to men's etiquette.
Her hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders, and the belt of her clothes was loose.
I was so out of breath from running that it felt like a knife was cutting my throat.
At this point, Fang Yuerong and her team's shop was about to close.
Sima Lingchuan knocked on the door at the last minute, knock knock knock. If you were impatient, you'd ask, "Who is it?!"
"It is I, Sima Lingchuan!"
They were thinking, "Didn't we just leave in Sima Lingchuan?"
Why are you back now? But I still reluctantly opened the door.
After all, Wu Ziyan is the big boss behind the scenes now.
"Give this to Yue Rong!" It was a handful of scattered letters.
The person was still confused; after a day at work, they were genuinely struggling to process what was happening.
"Quickly, let's go now."
Fang Yuerong was about to go to sleep when she unexpectedly found that Sima Lingchuan had returned.
When the servant handed him the letter, he unfolded it and saw that it was a matter of life and death.
He quickly locked the letters away and told the servant that nothing had happened that day.
He had never met Sima Lingchuan, and this was the answer he gave to everyone who asked.
He hadn't expected that Sima Lingchuan wouldn't come in; he must be afraid of implicating them, so they quickly closed the door.
Sima Lingchuan was also clever; he didn't give away all the letters he had on him.
He still has a few letters on him, so he can have something to say when he returns to the Prime Minister's residence.
At this moment, the Prime Minister's mansion was brightly lit, all searching for Sima Lingchuan.
When the two servants in his room received the news, they were also very shocked.
They're in a dilemma now, whether they talk or not, but ultimately the investigation will still find them.
Just as they were about to admit their mistake, the butler had already found fault with them.
Sima Zongcheng stood before the two of them, exuding a fierce aura.
The two of them still had some recollection of being people from Sima Lingchuan's original room.
After he got married, he didn't take either of them with him.
"Have you two seen the eldest young master?" the butler asked.
"Yes..." The two knelt on the ground, trembling. How could they dare to lie, given such a grand display of force!
"Then why did you allow Young Master to leave the manor?"
"Young Master, he said this way is closer to where he's doing his business, so he went this way. We don't know why he wanted to leave the manor."
At this moment, the butler winked at the thugs on both sides.
The two thugs were clapping wooden sticks in their hands. One blow from that stick could break a hand or a leg!