Chang Lian arrived at the government office and sat down unable to focus on his duties, as his mind was still preoccupied with the fan and the familiar figure, his heart pounding wildly. He was aware of the situation with the Emperor in the capital, and even in Xuzhou, there were rumors—perhaps Prince Qi was considering making a bold move.
Chang Lian pursed his lips, feeling that he needed to inform Father. He took out paper and pen and began to write a letter. Fearing that the letter would be intercepted, he wrote in a veiled manner, confident that Father would understand.
However, this letter was destined to never leave Xuzhou City, as Prince Qi, suspecting that it might herald trouble, had had someone watching early on.
Prince Qi opened the letter, found nothing amiss, but still, Chang Lian had underestimated him. He indeed deserved praise for his acumen, like Zhou number three, but alas, Zhou number three had guessed wrong.
