Chapter 139 Another Update
"Thank you, Scholar Ju, I’m extremely grateful," Wen Zan finally breathed a sigh of relief, personally seeing Ju Nanyi out. He was so grateful he almost wanted to offer a reward right there and then, but Ju Nanyi repeatedly declined until he finally accepted.
After returning to the courtyard and finishing the two tasks at hand, Ju Nanyi didn’t wait for another shichen as usual. Once the time came, he left straightaway for Yiren Street. The piece of drawing paper hidden in his sleeve felt as heavy as a thousand catties, weighing his entire arm down like it was shackled by a lead weight, making him thoroughly uncomfortable.
Wen Zan liked those things, and it was no surprise that the Commandery Princess sought his service. Probably, Zheng Haoyuan had a hand in it too. Otherwise, with her personality, how could she willingly meet with an outsider?
Ju Nanyi paused mid-step. Nanmen Yu wasn’t an outsider; having the bloodline of Nanmen State, it made sense that he could catch her attention. It was only later that Ju Nanyi realized Nanmen Yu’s identity. All the subsequent events had unfolded because he had saved an unknown refugee. However, Prince Duan would naturally not agree. Just as he had just thought, Nanmen Yu left quickly. An ousted Princely Heir of Nanmen State, plotting such schemes...
With each step, Ju Nanyi’s resolve hardened. Hence, once Nanmen Yu left, it led to Prince Duan personally selecting a suitable candidate for the Commandery Princess as if he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
Passing through the bustling stalls, Ju Nanyi suddenly stopped, his face flushed with heat. In a flash, he remembered she had once been here, and the face that dazzled from behind the lifted carriage curtain shimmered before his eyes. He didn’t realize how perfectly her face matched all his fantasies, all his... It had nearly grown into his heart, becoming the embodiment of every beautiful word, every charming sentence he knew.
Ju Nanyi bowed his head and continued walking, fearing others might notice his recent lapse in composure, mocking himself for being like a clown who easily exposed his vulnerable thoughts under the sun.
"Back already?" Mother Ju greeted him with a smiling face, taking the coat he had removed, handing him homely cloth shoes, not as eager as usual to hurry him to freshen up, but suggesting dinner instead.
Mother Ju looked at her tall and handsome son, thinking him a bit dull-witted. He had been like that since childhood, dedicated to studying when studying, focused on work when working.