Poet Immortal, Poet Sage, Duke of the State!

Chen Chang'an lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Gong Yue and shook his head, saying, "My mother passed away early. In the same year my mother died, my father married another woman. My stepmother has always treated me harshly, and my father is very indifferent to me. I couldn't bear the suffering of living under someone else's roof, so I simply ran away. These people today were sent by my stepmother to forcibly take me back."

After hearing this, Princess Zhaoyue's gaze towards Chen Chang'an softened considerably.

Her mother also passed away early, and she never expected that her background was so similar to that of Young Master Shen.

Her eyes were gentle as she softly said, "My life has been full of ups and downs, and I have no choice in what I've done. To be honest, Young Master Shen, my mother passed away a long time ago. Next month will be the anniversary of her death, and I will be keeping vigil for her..."

Chen Chang'an's eyes flickered slightly, surprised that Miss Gong Yue had a similar background to his.

Princess Zhaoyue said wistfully, "I will be keeping vigil for a full month. Please take good care of yourself, young master. If you encounter any difficulties, please feel free to seek out Qingshuang."

Chen Chang'an nodded and said, "Please go with peace of mind, Miss. I will be careful in everything I do."

Qing Shuang knew that the princess would keep vigil for the Imperial Concubine for a month every year, so she patted her chest and assured her, "Don't worry, with me here, I won't let anyone bully him!"

After the brief incident, the three of them quickly arrived at a shop facing the street.

Miss Gongyue is very efficient; the "Qingshuangfang" signboard has already been hung on the shop.

Chen Chang'an noticed that the shop was located at an intersection with a very high flow of people.

Opening a shop here means you don't have to worry about customers at all.

According to Miss Gongyue, the workshop is also being prepared in full swing. In at most half a month, the first batch of Qing Shuang Lu will be available for sale. At that time, he will be able to lie at home and count his money.

Just thinking about it makes me happy...

When the time comes, he'll buy a big house, hire a bunch of maids—one to massage his back, two to rub his shoulders, and two to massage his legs—and really enjoy the extravagant life of feudal society…

Qing Shuang glanced at Chen Chang'an and murmured, "Eh, Young Master Shen, what are you thinking about? Why are you laughing like that..."

……

The Chen residence.

In the side hall.

As soon as Zhao heard Chen Fu's report, she stood up abruptly, exclaiming incredulously, "What did you say? You guys, all grown men, can't beat a little girl?"

Chen Fu's face still bore the footprints of Chen Chang'an's shoes. Hearing this, he said helplessly, "Madam, that young girl is simply too formidable; we are no match for her!"

Zhao stared coldly at him and roared, "You bunch of good-for-nothings! What have I been keeping you around for?!"

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her heart filled with unease.

Her son, Chen Changxuan, publicly humiliated the Chen family in the Golden Hall, causing them to lose face. Now he can only reflect on his actions at home.

Chen Chang'an, who had been kicked out of his home, was still able to embrace two girls on his left and right.

On what grounds?

It's true that Chen Chang'an has two beautiful girls by his side, but the claim of "embracing two women" is a fabrication by Chen Fu, who embellished the story.

Suppressing her anger, Zhao looked at Chen Fu and asked, "Have you found out where he lives?"

Chen Fu immediately nodded and said, "Reporting to Madam, I have had people secretly following the young master... following that little bastard. We have already found out where he lives. He lives in a small courtyard in the south of the city..."

After saying that, he tentatively asked, "Madam, should we send more men to capture Chen Chang'an again?"

After a moment of silence, Zhao shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's not act rashly before we find out the origins of those two women."

Chen Fu scratched his head and asked, "So we're just going to do nothing?"

Zhao thought for a moment, and was about to speak.

A sound came from the doorway, and Chen Wenyuan, dressed in court attire, walked in.

Zhao's eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward, took his hand, and pretended to be anxious.

"Master, you're finally back home!"

Seeing her unusual expression, Chen Wenyuan asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Zhao sighed and said, "It's nothing serious, just that Chen Fu and the others found Chang'an..."

Upon hearing the words "Chang'an," Chen Wenyuan's anger flared, and he roared, "That unfilial son... where is he?"

Zhao sighed, feeling wronged, and said, "Chang'an was wandering around outside, and I personally asked Chen Fu to bring him back, but he colluded with thugs and beat me up instead..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenyuan flew into a rage: "That unfilial son, how dare he! Where is he now?"

Madam Zhao quickly and gently advised, "Master, please don't be angry. Chang'an is currently somewhere in the south of the city. When you get there, please don't get angry. Speak to him kindly and don't provoke his rebellious nature again..."

"Hmph, this unfilial son roams around, associates with thugs, and beats up servants. As his father, should I not discipline him strictly, but instead talk to him nicely?"

Chen Wenyuan flicked his sleeve and said in a deep voice, "Chen Fu, take me to that rebellious son!"

As Zhao watched Chen Wen's departing figure, a subtle, cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

……

……

South of the city.

Outside the alley.

After inspecting the shop, the three returned to Chen Chang'an's house.

Princess Zhaoyue looked at him and said softly, "The workshop for the shop is all set up, so I'll head back now."

Chen Chang'an smiled and said, "Take care, young lady."

Qing Shuang and Princess Zhaoyue boarded the carriage together. Before leaving, Princess Zhaoyue looked at Chen Chang'an once again and said softly, "Young Master Shen, we will meet again in a month."

Chen Chang'an nodded and watched their carriage drive away.

The carriage quickly disappeared from Chen Chang'an's sight. He was just getting home when he turned around and bumped into Chen Wenyuan leading several servants from the Chen family, walking towards him menacingly.

"You unfilial son, you really are here!"

Upon seeing Chen Chang'an, Chen Wenyuan's face turned ashen. He strode forward and slapped Chen Chang'an across the face.

Chen Chang'an raised his hand and suddenly grasped Chen Wenyuan's hand.

Chen Wenyuan's wrist ached from Chen Chang'an's grip, and he looked completely bewildered.

In his memory, Chen Chang'an was a cowardly eldest son who was submissive, could be beaten and scolded, and dared not resist in the slightest.

But the boy in front of him was tall and straight, with indifferent eyes, looking at him as if he were a stranger.

Chen Wenyuan was both shocked and furious, and roared, "You unfilial son, how dare you fight back?"

Upon hearing Chen Wenyuan's angry shout, passersby on the street instinctively stopped in their tracks.

The once bustling streets suddenly became quiet.

This man was dressed in court robes and had a jade belt around his neck; he must be a court official.

Judging from the color of his court robes, he held a fairly high official position.

No one expected that such a high-ranking official would get into an argument with a teenager in the street.

Judging from their conversation, the boy seemed to be his son...

A crowd of onlookers gathered, their curiosity instantly piqued.

Chen Chang'an slowly raised his eyes, his expression calm, and asked in return, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

"presumptuous!"

Chen Wenyuan's face flushed red, and his chest heaved violently.

His beard trembled with rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "You, as a son, have committed blasphemy and disobedience! I am your father, am I not allowed to discipline you?"

Chen Chang'an sneered, "Lord Chen, from the moment you forced me to leave the Chen family, we had no further connection. You are not worthy to lecture me!"