Those who are absolutely favored are naturally emboldened, so after admitting her mistake, Zhan Feiyu was fully revived. At this moment, she nestled by Yin Wuyan’s side again, "So all those things were sent to the capital?"
Yin Wuyan glanced at Zhan Feiyu, whose eyes were wide open and full of curiosity. She truly wasn't afraid of him, a realization that softened the usually stern lines of his face.
"Under the heavens, all land belongs to the king. Do you think the Sage is completely unaware of matters in Qianzhong Dao?" Yin Wuyan retorted, a flicker of sarcasm crossing his thin lips.
Hearing this, Zhan Feiyu couldn't help but sit up straighter, lowering her gaze in thought. Was her elder brother implying that the Sage had known of her grandfather's existence long ago, and perhaps even knew about this token? But why?
Yin Wuyan said no more, instead casually picking up a book from the desk and beginning to read.
Wasn't Scholar Gu sending Xiao Yu to travel and study precisely to avoid the troubles of the capital? In a few more years, the situation in the capital would only become more severe. Even with Scholar Gu's maneuvering, it was likely Xiao Yu would still have to go to the capital. Therefore, thinking and planning now was all for future arrangements.
Silence spread through the study. Zhan Feiyu calmed herself and reviewed all the events in her mind, breaking them down and pondering them one by one.
Two quarters of an hour later.
Yin Wuyan's gaze remained fixed on the pages of the book in his hand, "Have you figured it out?"
She suddenly looked up, Zhan Feiyu gazing at Yin Wuyan. The autumn morning sunlight slanted in through the window lattice, a soft glow and...