New Life of Broken Cedar - C73

Mo Gu Han’s expression became darker and darker with his words. He sized up Xi Men Qingfeng and then retracted his gaze. “Only those who are clean will know.”

There were a few murmurs in the night, and the moonlight was getting stronger. When the last guard came out, nothing was found.

In the end, Mo Gu Han could only helplessly return to his own quarters. He thought about where he could go and how he had never left the Imperial City ever since he came here with him. Mo Gu Han’s heart was filled with faint worry.

He then asked the painter to draw a portrait of Gu Moyan. The painter had seen Gu Moyan at that time the year before and tried to picture him with his own memories.

When he gave the portrait to Mo Gu Han, he didn’t look at it carefully and sent the portrait down to search for it. As long as he saw the person and reported it to his superior, he would receive a huge reward.

When the sun slowly rose, Bu Yuntian had already arrived at the Jiang manor. He was hesitating on whether he should knock on the gate to enter the manor.

It was already late in the morning, and it was not early for those who woke up early to work. There were already a few people sitting under the porridge awning in front of the Jiang manor, waiting for the people inside to come out.

Bu Yuntian looked at their new faces. Although they were dressed in shabby clothes and were as thin as firewood, they were still living creatures. These people should not have eaten porridge here yesterday, otherwise, if they were like what he saw last night, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Bu Yuntian did not hesitate any longer. He raised his hand and knocked on the mahogany door. The dull “dong dong” sound seemed to have fallen into his heart.

Not long after, a butler, who was yawning, opened the door from the inside. He looked very impatient, but after seeing that it was Bu Yuntian, the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. He respectfully said, “Master is still washing up.

Bu Yuntian followed the footsteps of Housekeeper Jiang to the front hall. He passed through many flower gardens and created artificial mountains one after another. It was beautiful beyond compare.

Bu Yuntian was slandering himself in his heart. Before he came here, he had never noticed anything. He had always been paying attention to Jiang Feng. Now that he looked at him closely, it seemed like he had been stripped of his position and was living a better life than a high ranking official in the imperial court.

When they reached the lobby, Jiang was already sitting in the front seat, sipping his first cup of tea of the morning, unaware of the danger.

“Yun Tian, sit. Come and taste this tea. This is the tea that an old villager of mine brought back from Jiangnan. Drink it and taste it.” Jiang tapped on the right side of his cup, then held the bottom of the cup in one hand and gently lifted the lid with the other. He then blew a breath into the cup and took a sip, moistening his throat before placing his hand on the nearby corner table and rubbing it against the smooth surface of the mahogany.

“I’m not in the mood for leisure like Sir Jiang.” Bu Yuntian did not even sit down as he stared at the expression on Jiang Feng’s face. He directly asked with a slightly unfriendly tone, “The words that the young master in front of the Jiang manor said yesterday, was not something that he casually said.”

The hand that lifted the lid paused for a second, then said without changing its expression, “Yun Tian went to confirm it?”

Bu Yuntian’s eyes darkened. He was already prepared to be cheated when he arrived, but when he heard Jiang Wei’s subtle movements, he did not know what it meant.