Zhenjiang City!
Lu Chaosheng, idling at home, was beside himself with anxiety.
On one hand, Marquis Jingyi, Pei Wugou, had shown no intention of reinstating him.
On the other, Wanqin had not returned for quite some time.
It was not as though Wanqin had never been away for long before. But back then, he had been constantly occupied at the military camp, and since he had rarely had the chance to see her anyway, he had not felt her absence so keenly.
Now, however, he was at the lowest point of his life, and his longing for Wanqin only grew stronger by the day.
But…
Where exactly was Wanqin?
For the past two days, he had been searching for her, both deliberately and otherwise, yet he could not find even a trace of her.
“Master!”
A servant entering the house interrupted Lu Chaosheng’s thoughts. Taking out a letter, he said, “Someone left this letter at the entrance just now. I have no idea who delivered it.”
“But it says that you are to open it personally.”
Lu Chaosheng took the letter. The handwriting was completely unfamiliar, so it was probably not from anyone he knew. Still, he saw no reason to be suspicious and pulled out the letter paper at once.
The first line read:
“General Lu, would you like to see where your wedding ring is?”
The words “wedding ring” pierced Lu Chaosheng’s heart like a thorn. He shot to his feet, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
The wedding ring?
That was the ring he had spent countless nights painstakingly preparing for his wedding to Wanqin. Most of the work had already been completed; only the final polishing and packaging remained.
He had entrusted it to the finest shop in all of Zhenjiang City for safekeeping.
Why had a letter suddenly appeared that mentioned his wedding ring so directly?
Lu Chaosheng could no longer remain calm.
Without even finishing the letter, he immediately rose.
“Prepare a sedan!”
“No, prepare a horse!”
“Forget it, forget it. I’ll run there myself.”
Lu Chaosheng gave it everything he had and sprinted all the way there. It did not take him long to reach the shop.
He had not visited in quite some time, but it was just as prosperous and bustling as ever—the largest wedding shop in all of Zhenjiang City.
He had once been the de facto ruler of Zhenjiang City. Even now that he had been dismissed from office, the shopkeeper still did not dare to slight him in the least. He hurriedly ushered him into the VIP area and said with an ingratiating smile, “General Lu, what brings you here?”
“Could it be that you and Miss Wanqin have moved up the wedding date?”
Lu Chaosheng did not answer. Instead, he asked, “Where is the wedding ring I left here?”
Before Lu Chaosheng could finish speaking, the shopkeeper quickly said, “General Lu, please rest assured. That was the wedding ring you entrusted to our humble shop. How could we possibly fail to take excellent care of it?”
“We finished polishing and packaging it long ago.”
“I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!”
Lu Chaosheng breathed a sigh of relief. “Good. Bring it to me so I can take a look.”
The shopkeeper had talked at such length that Lu Chaosheng assumed the ring would be brought out without a hitch. Yet the moment he made the request, the shopkeeper froze.
After a long pause, he forced a smile and said, “General Lu, you… surely you aren’t trying to make trouble for our humble shop, are you?”
“You are the general of Zhenjiang City. Surely you wouldn’t use a ring to make things difficult for us. That… really isn’t necessary, is it?”
The shopkeeper replied cautiously, but Lu Chaosheng was already utterly confused.
What was he talking about?
Growing somewhat impatient, Lu Chaosheng said, “I asked you to bring me my wedding ring. Why are you making such a fuss?”
“What? I paid you in full for the workmanship, and now you can’t even produce my ring?”
“Is this how your shop does business?”
The shopkeeper’s face crumpled. “General Lu, didn’t you have Miss Wanqin come and collect it a long time ago? And now you…”
“Even if our shop has the finest craftsmen…”
“we couldn’t possibly make an identical replacement in such a short time. How about you give us some other request, General? Our humble shop will…”
“do everything in our power to satisfy you!”
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