Silence.
A deathly silence pervaded the narrow space reached by the dim glow of the bedside lamp.
Only the slightly ragged breathing of two people intertwined, adding a heart-pounding vitality to the suggestive scene.
Shangguan Yunying froze as if struck by a paralysis spell. The blush on her cheeks bloomed like peach blossoms under the hazy light, spreading to her delicate earlobes and even staining her slender neck a soft pink.
Gu Chengyin leaned against the headboard, looking quite speechless.
After a few moments, Shangguan Yunying seemed to finally regain a shred of composure and began to attempt an explanation.
I… I just… wanted to ask… She spoke rapidly but stumbled often, clearly in a state of extreme mental turmoil.
My father… he is cautious by nature. Sometimes… well, overly cautious. I was worried… worried that your talk didn't go well, or… that he held something back and failed to grasp the deeper meaning, thus ruining the Prince's grand plans…
She looked up, stealing a quick glance at Gu Chengyin before immediately lowering her gaze. Her voice dropped even lower, almost a murmur to herself: Truly… I didn't mean anything else… I just… just wanted to ask about the outcome… Yes, that's it.
This explanation was less for Gu Chengyin and more an attempt to convince herself, trying to find a plausible excuse for this impulsive and reckless late-night visit.
Gu Chengyin rubbed his temples, trying to keep his tone level.
Master Yunying.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman alone… you breaking into a male guest’s quarters… even if we are innocent, if word got out...
He paused, his gaze sweeping over her crimson cheeks. Even if you didn't mean anything else, I'm afraid others would think you did.
Hearing this, Shangguan Yunying’s head hung even lower, almost burying itself in her chest.
She bit her lower lip, her voice muffled, tinged with grievance and stubbornness: I know it’s against the rules, but…
She suddenly looked up, a spark of desperate resolve flashing in her eyes: This is my home! Very few people ever come to the East Wing. I even specifically ordered that no one approach. And… and I really, truly wanted to know!
She took a step forward, seemingly wanting to get closer to Gu Chengyin to make her words more persuasive.
With eyes shimmering like water and filled with a thirst for knowledge, she looked at Gu Chengyin earnestly: I know my father's mind best. He’s been able to sit in the position of Minister of Revenue for so many years because of his tact and thoroughness.
Although the Prince relies on him, he always prioritizes stability when handling the Prince's tasks. I was really worried he might just offer some trivialities to brush you off.
Gu Chengyin was momentarily speechless. He could see her sincerity and understand her worry.
Shangguan Yuan’s previous attitude had indeed confirmed her assessment.
It was just her way of doing things that gave him a headache.
He sighed. Seeing the situation, he realized she wouldn't leave easily without an answer.
Forget it. Gu Chengyin waved his hand. Sit down first.
He pointed to the candlestick on the table. Should I turn up the light?
Don't!
Shangguan Yunying immediately stopped him, her voice thick with panic: You can't light the lamp! If the night watchmen or… or my mother sees, I… I won't be able to explain myself!
As if imagining the terrifying consequences of being caught, the blush on her face deepened. Her tone was almost pleading: Just… just talk like this! I promise, as soon as you finish, I'll leave immediately! Really!
Looking at her nervous state, Gu Chengyin felt both annoyed and amused.
The usually dignified and steady Chief Female Official actually had such a side to her.
He eventually relented, leaning back to find a more comfortable position against the headboard. He gestured, Fine, then sit on the edge of the bed. I'll… speak softly.
Shangguan Yunying felt as if she had received a royal pardon and immediately sat on the edge of the bed.
She leaned forward slightly, her beautiful eyes exceptionally bright in the darkness, locked onto Gu Chengyin’s face with infinite curiosity.
That focused gaze seemed to say: Go on! I'm ready! Don't miss a single detail!
Gu Chengyin thought for a moment and decided to keep it brief.
Actually, the talk with your father went quite well.
He kept his voice very low, ensuring only the two of them could hear: Your father has agreed to provide key evidence and fully cooperate with the Prince to bring down a Grand Secretary.
Gu Chengyin spoke slowly and clearly.
At the first half of the sentence, Shangguan Yunying nodded repeatedly, her face showing a "just as I thought" look, believing her father was being dismissive.
She also felt a bit of relief that Gu Chengyin had indeed found a way to make him talk.
But when those last few words clearly reached her ears…
Time seemed to hit the pause button.
Every expression on Shangguan Yunying’s face froze instantly.
Her bright eyes widened at a visible speed, her pupils contracting, filled with unbelievable shock.
She even forgot to breathe.
The next second, an exclamation that almost burst from her throat exploded in her chest, about to escape.
Mmph!
At the critical moment, Shangguan Yunying’s remaining logic kicked in.
She suddenly raised both hands, covering her mouth tightly to force the scream back down!
The movement was so sudden it created a slight breeze, fluttering the bed curtains.
A suffocating silence lasted for a full ten breaths.
Only then did Shangguan Yunying move her hand slightly away from her mouth, cautiously confirming with Gu Chengyin.
Deacon Gu… what did you just say? I… I didn't hear clearly… You said… my father agreed to cooperate with the Prince to… to bring down… a Grand Secretary?! Is it… that Grand Secretary of the Inner Cabinet?!
Her voice was full of absurdity, as if she were confirming a fairy tale.
Gu Chengyin nodded, giving a firm answer: That's right. A Grand Secretary of the Inner Cabinet.
He took the opportunity to explain why he was staying the night: Your father needs some time to organize things. Tomorrow morning, I will take the materials he prepared and return to the palace to report to the Prince.
Shangguan Yunying could no longer sit still.
She stood up abruptly, paced back and forth in front of the bed, then suddenly stopped and turned back to Gu Chengyin.
Without warning, she leaned in close again, almost pressing against the bed, and grabbed Gu Chengyin’s hand!
Tell me!
Shangguan Yunying was completely unaware of how inappropriate her actions were. Her eyes were startlingly bright, burning with a fierce flame of curiosity.
How on earth did you do it?! Tell me in detail! I know my father too well! He’s as slippery as a loach in a river; he slips away faster than anyone when he senses trouble!
When it comes to his own safety and fundamental interests, he is cautious to a fault!
Bringing down a Grand Secretary? That's practically tearing a hole in the sky! How could he have agreed?! What did you say to him? What method did you use?!
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