Chapter 602: Chapter 600: The Transmigrated Woman Who Self-Destructed 18 Times (Part 31)
"Ah, you Shen Zheng’an!" Jiang Zhi couldn’t hold back, walked over, and jokingly cursed. He reached out and grabbed the pot of freshly arranged flowers in front of Shen Zheng’an, instantly teleported out of the space, placed the flowers in the study, and then returned to the space.
The whole action was done in one go, even Shen Zheng’an didn’t have time to react.
"Your Highness, do you want more? There are plenty over there." Shen Zheng’an wasn’t upset at all, since Miss Chu had already accepted his flowers. Though she hadn’t promised anything, it indicated he had an edge.
Previously, he couldn’t see clearly being in the situation; if Miss Chu was truly interested in the Sixth Prince, it shouldn’t be like this, so he had a significant chance.
Jiang Zhi snorted with a mix of anger and amusement: "No need."
He glanced at Ah Chen, who was playing with the bright flower, called out, and then went to the field to check on the crops.
Shen Zheng’an probably came back to his senses too, as Miss Chu wasn’t particularly interested in him, likely only appreciating his farming skills.
Recalling what Shen Zheng’an had said before, being ready for deployment, Jiang Zhi was unreserved. He did have important tasks that required someone to handle, and Shen Zheng’an was quite suitable. Literate, martial, intelligent, capable of teleportation, and able to report the situation to him at any time.
The arrangement was made to send him out tomorrow!
This mission was somewhat dangerous, but Shen Zheng’an had plenty of trump cards, so there was no need to worry.
After a while, he saw Shen Zheng’an watering the flowers and reminded him, "You should also pick a few trustworthy people to bring into the space, so things are easier to handle, and they can cover for you."
Shen Zheng’an nodded, he already had this idea.
As for trustworthy people, he was never short of them.
Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Zhi arranged Shen Zheng’an’s next steps. This time, the task was a secret investigation in a certain place, involving some danger.
Shen Zheng’an wasn’t afraid. As Jiang Zhi thought, now he had many trump cards, making it hard for him to die easily. Even without these things, with adequate preparation, it would be difficult to kill him.
After the arrangements were mostly done, Jiang Zhi prepared to leave.
"You should say goodbye to Miss Chu."
Without saying much, he willed himself out of the space.
Shen Zheng’an paused, what did the Sixth Prince mean? It seemed like he had no romantic intentions towards Miss Chu? Upon reflecting, though the Sixth Prince and Miss Chu were familiar, they were merely partners.
Then he didn’t dwell much, picking another lovely flower, he brought it to Ah Chen and briefly explained his plans.
"In future tasks, I might not be here every day."
"What does Miss Chu think of Lan Xin?" Shen Zheng’an asked again, intending to have Lan Xin water the flowers so they wouldn’t wither. While he was around, Lan Xin wasn’t needed, but he would surely be busy moving forward. Since he decided to walk this path, he was bound not to be idle.
If he backed down now, he wouldn’t be able to uncover the truth behind his mother’s death.
Moreover, even if Miss Chu truly liked him, they couldn’t just rely on her ability to be together peacefully. That wasn’t his style.
Being a scholar, he had some ambitions.
He wasn’t overly ambitious, yet he wanted to showcase his abilities and talents fully and do what he could.
"Lan Xin is great, do you have any plans?" Ah Chen asked, already guessing.
"How about arranging for her to water the flowers?" Shen Zheng’an asked, "When I’m not around, these flowers need care."
Ah Chen smiled and agreed, "Alright, you should instruct her thoroughly on how to water them. I love the flowers you’ve grown; it’d be a shame if they withered."
Even though there were no ambiguous words, Shen Zheng’an felt excited at heart.
For a moment, a surge of heat seemed to cloud his mind, making him want to stay here forever.
"I’ll arrange it right away." Shen Zheng’an thought and stepped out, only to find the flower still in his hand. He re-entered the space, handed the fresh flower to Ah Chen, and realized a woman was standing beside her.
Who else could it be but Lan Xin?
How could he forget Lan Xin was at Miss Chu’s residence?
Lan Xin was initially puzzled; Miss Chu had said the master would return soon. The master indeed came and gave Miss Chu a beautiful flower.
Ah Chen accepted the flower and walked into the bamboo house.
Shen Zheng’an’s heart filled with joy, then he waved to the still-dazed Lan Xin.
"You’ve seen the magic here, you know what to say and what not to."
"I have a task for you."
Lan Xin looked serious, "Master, please instruct."
Shen Zheng’an pointed to the flowers across the space, "From now on, water these flowers every day with the stream water, don’t forget."
"When I’m here, you don’t need to do it; when I’m not, it’s your responsibility. If not watered, these flowers will wilt."
Is that all?
Lan Xin was already prepared to undertake life-threatening missions, only to end up watering flowers?
The task was indeed much easier than expected.
"Ahem," Shen Zheng’an lightly cleared his throat, sneaking a glance at the bamboo house, "The main thing is Miss Chu; take good care of her and follow her instructions."
Lan Xin felt a bit guilty. Miss Chu was truly kind-hearted; she mostly helped with trivial matters and even worried about receiving monthly pay. Not just that, her martial arts benefited from guidance, and occasionally she got some nice items.
This wasn’t serving someone; it felt like getting advantages.
"Miss Chu isn’t ordinary, so satisfy her, and don’t overthink," Shen Zheng’an, knowing Lan Xin’s thoughts, advised. "Just don’t screw up."
Among Shen Zheng’an’s people, betrayals had occurred since the human heart is hard to control.
But often, before any damage was done, others caught them.
"Rest assured, master, I understand," Lan Xin replied.
After giving instructions, Shen Zheng’an reached the bamboo house and stood at the door, "Miss Chu, I’m heading out now. I need to prepare for tomorrow morning’s departure."
"Alright, be careful," Ah Chen lifted her head and advised, "If you can’t handle it, find a chance to enter the space."
Shen Zheng’an agreed, though he thought to himself that he definitely couldn’t expose the space’s secrets, only entering when unnoticed. If anyone found something amiss, eliminating them would be necessary.
Absolutely couldn’t reveal Miss Chu’s secret.
Early the next morning before dawn, Shen Zheng’an left with a few men.
His residence’s doors were tightly shut, publicly claiming to be in seclusion for studying, preparing for next time’s imperial examinations.
News of Shen Zheng’an being re-entered into the family registry, adopted by a clan uncle of the Shen Family, spread, amusing everyone to a degree.
Naturally, people laughed at Shen Jun for being a failed father.
Some thought Shen Zheng’an was overly prideful, but most understood. In this matter, Shen Jun indeed was unreasonable; many agreed he was too heartless back then.
Over the next half month, Shen Zheng’an hardly entered the space, a total of only twice. Each time, it was a quick glance, greeting Ah Chen if she was around, and leaving immediately. If she wasn’t there, he left right away.
