Chapter 211: Overbearing
Murong Ye’s heart leaped, and he looked up toward the entrance.
’Shen Yanchuan!’
Upon seeing him, Shen Yanchuan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised.
"The palace banquet isn’t over yet, is it? For Mr. Murong to be here at this hour... did you leave early?"
Murong Ye truly hadn’t expected to run right into Shen Yanchuan, and he was momentarily overcome with embarrassment.
But in front of everyone, he couldn’t afford to lose face. "I did have some matters to attend to, so I left a bit early," he said. "But you, Young Master—shouldn’t you be at the Han Family’s estate right now? Why have you come to the Ye Family with such a large entourage?"
The displeasure in his voice was obvious, even carrying a hint of accusation.
Shen Yanchuan didn’t seem to mind. A slight smile touched his lips.
"As for that question, why don’t you ask Lord Ye himself, Mr. Murong? You two are quite close. If you were to ask, I’m sure he would explain it to you."
Murong Ye’s expression changed.
’This was blatant mockery from Shen Yanchuan!’
’Ye Heng is still locked away in prison. How am I supposed to ask him?!’
"I was merely curious when I saw all the commotion at the Ye Mansion." Murong Ye’s face darkened as he suppressed his anger. "But the Princely Heir has his reasons for his actions. Who would dare to disagree?"
Shen Yanchuan gave a half-smile.
’So, he’s implying that I’m overbearing and discourteous?’
"I appreciate your concern, Mr. Murong, but today, you truly cannot enter the Ye Family’s estate."
"With the time you’re spending here," Shen Yanchuan said coolly, "you’d be better off going back and thinking about how to persuade Lord Murong to intervene. If he’s willing to speak up, he might be able to help."
’How unbelievably rude!’
Murong Ye’s expression changed again. He opened his mouth to retort, but forced the words back down.
In the end, he didn’t dare offend Shen Yanchuan, especially since Shen Yanchuan was acting on official orders tonight.
Murong Ye peered past the entrance, but he couldn’t see a thing.
His fists clenched. In the end, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
Lian Zhou watched him leave, completely speechless. "Lord Murong is a Second Rank official and an incredibly capable man. How did he end up with a son like this?"
’I have no idea what goes on in that head of his. Wasn’t he humiliated enough at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet today? And now he dares to show up openly at the Ye Family’s estate!’
’It’s like he’s afraid he doesn’t have enough trouble!’
’A single Ye Shixian was enough to fool him this badly. I worry for the Murong Family’s future...’
Shen Yanchuan said calmly, "That’s a problem for Murong Yang to worry about. Pay it no mind."
He tilted his head slightly and asked, "What’s the situation with Han Yao and Su Pei’er?"
"Master, Su Pei’er hemorrhaged and lost the child. Thankfully, Doctor Ye worked a miracle and saved her life. She’s extremely weak, though, and will likely be bedridden for quite some time. As for Han Yao... he’s still the same. No sign of waking up."
After Ye Chutang left, she had entrusted both of them to their care.
Shen Yanchuan fell into a brief silence, pondering.
"Assign a few more men to guard them. They are the key to this whole entanglement between the Han and Ye families."
Lian Zhou immediately replied, "Understood!"
Shen Yanchuan’s gaze drifted into the distance, his thoughts unreadable.
A moment later, he started walking.
"Back to the palace."
...
The dim, cramped prison cell was filled with agonized groans and hysterical screams.
The thick, nauseating stench of blood hung in the air.
Ye Heng closed his eyes in disgust.
"Hey," a prisoner in the next cell said after sizing him up for a long moment. "Heard you’re in for murder?"