A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 207 Doubts

The evening breeze blew through the courtyard, rustling the leaves.

Xiang Huiying was busy in the kitchen, while Xiang He was using his brain all day and didn't want to lift a finger.

Sitting with He Sui'an in the courtyard, Jiang Xinyue rushed back from Chaoshiji, carrying a food box.

"Oh! I'm finally back from my busy schedule," she said, plopping down and pulling Xiang He along. "That Ye Shuyao had a brilliant plan today. The spot where you had me put the porridge was perfect."

“Li is most worried about Xiang Fusheng, so naturally she will make mistakes,” Xiang He tapped the table with her finger. “Even if she doesn’t put the porridge in, Ye Shuyao will try her best to mess with them.”

Speaking of Ye Shuyao, Xiang He looked at Zhu Nan, who nodded slightly.

It seems they've heard some good news, but with Xiang Huiying still here, it's not convenient for them to say too much. They can only discuss it after they've eaten.

Seeing that Xiang He and He Suian were both silent, Jiang Xinyue guessed that they were bothered by something again, so she didn't disturb them and went straight to the kitchen to help.

The courtyard was very quiet, but inside the kitchen, two girls were chatting and laughing, and soon the food was ready.

Everyone sat around the square table, eating and chatting about the interesting things that had happened that day.

"Seventh Sister, does Miss Ye often visit Yun Jin Pavilion?"

Xiang Huiying nodded, "She comes often, and she brings her girlfriends along. She's bought a lot of clothes at Yun Jin Ge."

"Did I not make things difficult for you?"

Hearing the question, Xiang Huiying was taken aback. "How could that be? She just asked me to do some embroidery. What's wrong? Isn't that young lady good enough?"

"I was just asking," Xiang He put some food on her plate. "I'll have to trouble Seventh Sister to keep an eye on Yun Jin Pavilion these days. I don't know when Rongxing will be able to come back."

"There's no need for me; the manager is watching over things."

"Too."

As everyone chatted, after Xiang Huiying and Jiang Xinyue returned to their lodgings, Xiang He also finished washing up and came out of the small room.

In the dead of night, He Sui'an still lit a lamp to watch the night.

"Be careful not to confuse yourself."

He Sui'an closed his book, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and said, "The Ministry of Personnel has too many old matters to deal with."

"Take a break when you're busy, don't overwork yourself, or you'll get drowsy."

Xiang He chose a rocking chair and sat down; lately, she really liked lying still.

Seeing her so relaxed, He Sui'an blew out the oil lamp and lay down in the rocking chair next to her. "Zhu Nan, tell me about what happened at the Ye residence today."

“Yes,” Zhu Nan said, standing beside He Suian. “Miss Ye went to see the Junior Supervisor after returning to the manor. The Junior Supervisor said he would ask the Imperial Preceptor.”

Xiang He opened her eyes, which had been closed, and her dark eyes gleamed. "It means that the Junior Supervisor knows that her soul has been switched."

"Yes, the junior supervisor told her to put her mind at ease, not to be misled by what others say, and to take good care of herself."

Such strange words...

Xiang He turned to look at Zhu Nan, "Knowing that it wasn't his daughter's soul, and knowing where his daughter's soul was, how could he agree to a soul swap..."

"It must have been the Imperial Advisor who said something, otherwise why would he let his daughter leave his body?"

He was a perfectly normal person, yet he agreed to let another soul possess his body. Only the Junior Supervisor and the Imperial Preceptor knew the reason behind it.

“So it’s very strange,” Xiang He brushed her loose hair back, “what kind of reason could have made the junior supervisor agree to the soul exchange…”

As she spoke, Xiang He suddenly remembered what had happened earlier that day, "I forgot to ask Zheng Sheng..."

He Sui'an frowned slightly, turning his head to look at her profile. "You admire that young Taoist priest?"

"Not bad, he has his own ideas and hasn't been brainwashed by the Imperial Advisor."

Xiang He also turned her head and met his gentle eyes. This time she did not flinch and looked directly at him, saying, "How about I agree to Wu Lu's request? If I have the chance, I can go into Longguang Temple and see what he's up to."

"Too dangerous..."

Xiang He pouted, "How can we find out the truth without touching danger?" She sighed softly, "Recently, my affairs have made no progress, and then Xiaoyao's incident happened. Now the Imperial Preceptor has even taken Xiaoyao to Longguang Temple. I wonder what they are planning..."

Things seem to be spiraling out of control. They brought Xiaoyao back to the capital, but they don't know if they made a mistake.

It seems that Xiaoyao's trip to the capital also became an opportunity.

Just thinking about it gave her a headache. Xiang He sighed and closed her eyes to rest. "Luckily, I let Father and the others go back first. I was worried something might happen if they stayed in the capital..."

With the Su family here, Xiang He always felt that they would become her weakness, and it would also make it inconvenient for her to move around.

"Was the matter of Yuan Qingqiu's marriage alliance discussed in court today?"

He Sui'an withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes. "Yes, the decree has already been drafted and sent to the Yuan residence. Today, after court, I met the princess in the palace. After she met the Grand Preceptor, the Grand Preceptor came out of the palace to find you not long after."

"I'm speechless. It feels like everyone's scheming..."

Since she arrived in this place, she has been either dealing with those petty people from the Xiang family or dealing with powerful figures in the capital. She has never had the chance to find a way to go home in peace.

Recalling the events of the day, Xiang He almost forgot to tell He Sui'an.

“He Yuncheng came to see me this morning, wanting me to persuade you to leave the capital.”

Upon hearing the mention of the He family, He Sui'an suddenly opened his eyes, "What else did he say?"

“It’s nothing,” Xiang He also opened her eyes and looked at the night sky. “I told him my doubts, and judging from his expression, he must also care about your father’s relentless pursuit. Maybe he can find out why you are being hunted down.”

"I never expected that even after I entered the court as an official, they still wouldn't give up on this idea."

For over twenty years, he has spent countless hours hiding and exerted immense effort to climb the social ladder. With such unwavering resolve, how could he possibly abandon his long-held principles because of a few mere words from them?

The He family was too naive. They thought too highly of themselves, unaware that in He Suian's eyes, they were just members of the He family, not worth pursuing.

"But I am quite curious, what exactly is He Maode plotting..."

How ruthless must He Maode be to chase after someone from a child to an adult? Even though he clearly stated that he had no intention of going back, he still did not give up on wanting He Sui'an to leave.

"Is it really just about saving face?"

The hand resting on the armrest was warmly covered. Xiang He looked down and He Sui'an gently patted the back of her hand. "Don't think about the He family's affairs. You've encountered too many people and things today. Relax your mind and talk about happy things."

The warmth on the back of his hand dispelled her coldness. The skin on his palm wasn't very soft. He gently patted the back of her hand, and the rhythm inexplicably matched his heartbeat.

My thoughts were also drawn to the throbbing, and the hand that had been gently patted inexplicably grabbed his hand in return, sat up, pulled his hand, and stood up with him.

“Let’s take a walk up the mountain. I have something to tell the mountain god.”

The sudden action startled He Suian. He felt the warmth of her palm and the touch of her fingertips, which made him hesitant to hold her tightly. He let her lead him up the mountain.

After a while, the warmth of their palms gradually increased, and with a flick of their fingers, their hands clasped together.