The Dark Moonlight returns to the capital, and the mad prince is accused of forcing love.

Xu Qianhui had given this matter serious consideration.

But she wasn't considering whether Chu Yunci could marry her; rather, she was considering how much she could help him and to what extent.

In her plan, there were two options for retreat.

One was Princess Fu'an, and the other was Doctor Bai.

Needless to say, if Princess Fu'an were to truly become his patron, there would be very few people in the capital who could touch him.

As for Doctor Bai... following him as a traveling healer wouldn't be bad. It's just that I'm not proficient in medicine, and I'm afraid I'd become a burden.

Therefore, Princess Fu'an is still the first choice.

At the card table, Chu Yunci raised an eyebrow after hearing Lin Zuoqing's words: "Then let's wait and see."

"I'd also like to see how you're going to deal with your uncle and aunt." Lin Zuoqing discarded a three of bamboo and looked at Xu Qianhui: "Again, one of the four of bamboo this time?"

Xu Qianhui smiled and said, "I don't have that kind of luck."

Lin Zuoqing continued to look at her, his gaze deep.

"I'll marry you, will you marry me?"

Lin Zuo'an had just picked up his cards when he heard this, and his face immediately fell.

"Brother, you're about to marry Miss Lin, can you please stop causing trouble? I've already told you, Ah Hui did have feelings for you before, but that was all due to youthful ignorance. Aren't you pressuring her by saying these things?"

Chu Yunci also said, "Aqing, you've gone too far."

Xu Qianhui raised her hand, touched a whiteboard, and threw it out.

For some reason, I've got a winning hand but haven't been able to win.

Fortunately, she maintained a good attitude and wasn't in a hurry.

It was Lin Zuoqing's turn to draw a card next, but he didn't make a move, only staring at Xu Qianhui.

"Xu Qianhui, tell me yourself, who do you really want to marry?"

His tone was low and clearly coercive.

His plan was simple: he wanted Xu Qianhui to explain clearly who she truly cared about.

Xu Qianhui certainly couldn't let him get what he wanted.

She forced a smile and looked at Lin Zuoan.

Their eyes met for only a moment before Lin Zuo'an immediately looked down at his cards. He did so as if he were genuinely afraid that Xu Qianhui would choose him.

Xu Qianhui's gaze swept over Chu Yunci and Lin Zuoqing's faces again.

His eyes lowered.

"If I want it, can I get it? If not, whether I want it or not doesn't matter."

She deliberately spoke in a vague and ambiguous way, yet the three people in the room automatically interpreted it in their own words.

Given Lin Zuo'an's personality, he would definitely feel that she still loves him deeply, but he can't have her.

Chu Yunci would feel sorry for her, that she was so helpless that she couldn't even express her true thoughts.

As for Lin Zuoqing, he would only think that this was an excuse, an escape, and a lie.

So, his face darkened.

"I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them; don't be vague or ambiguous."

Xu Qianhui looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

You have to answer whatever you ask.

On what grounds?

She abruptly stood up, feigning agitation, and said, "You've told me countless times to get out of the capital and out of the Duke's mansion. What's the point of saying this now? Lord Lin, you're about to marry Miss Lin. Please don't say things that could cause misunderstandings in the future. Why don't you tell everyone who you actually want to marry?"

After saying that, she sat down again, looking somewhat dejected: "Lord Lin, you don't need to keep testing me. I'll move out of the Duke's mansion in a few days and won't be in anyone's way anymore."

Lin Zuo'an nodded.

He couldn't wait for Xu Qianhui to move out, so that Qin Miaoyun wouldn't run into her when she visited the mansion and cause unnecessary trouble.

Chu Yunci gently comforted her, "Don't be angry. I came here to take you away. Pack your things these next couple of days, and I'll arrange a place for you to stay."

Xu Qianhui breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, young general."

She looked back at the card table, but Lin Zuoan was unhappy.

His gaze kept shifting between Xu Qianhui and Chu Yunci, before finally settling on Lin Zuoqing.

"Brother, it's your turn to draw cards."

Lin Zuoqing drew a tile and discarded a red dragon, saying, "Grandmother is still ill."

This means that Xu Qianhui still needs to take care of her.

Xu Qianhui looked at him in disbelief: "Is the Duke's mansion short of servants? There are plenty of maids and old women, are they short of someone to serve? Lord Lin, you are all legitimate children and grandchildren, how come I'm not one of them..."

"Grandmother likes you." Lin Zuoqing interrupted him, "If it weren't for Grandmother's insistence, you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the Duke's mansion."

What a ruthless turn of events!

One second they said "I'll marry you," and the next second it became "I'm not worthy."

Xu Qianhui glanced at him: "Anyway, I'm moving out."

Chu Yunci had already rushed to the Duke's mansion for her sake; if she didn't make any statement, it would only make him feel like he was meddling in other people's business.

"Go ahead and try if you dare."

Lin Zuoqing's voice was calm, yet it carried a strong warning.

Lin Zuo'an played a nine-wan tile and asked, "Brother, are you serious?"

Lin Zuoqing did not respond.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Zuo'an's hair stood on end.

Could it be... that my brother has also fallen for Ah Hui?

He said in an unhappy tone, "Isn't this going too far?! Putting everything else aside, you're about to get married, how can you still like someone else?"

Lin Zuoqing scoffed, "You two were already engaged back then, but you still ended up marrying Qin Miaoyun."

Lin Zuo'an was speechless for a moment, then stammered, "How can that be the same? Besides, Miss Lin comes to the manor often, aren't you afraid they'll clash?"

"Heh," Lin Zuoqing turned his head to look at him, "What you're afraid of, I'm not afraid of."

For the first time, Xu Qianhui found Lin Zuoqing's sharp tongue quite amusing.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zuo'an's face immediately darkened, and he shut his mouth.

Chu Yunci played with the cards in his hand, looked at them for a while, and then played a four of bamboo: "I didn't say how much to bet earlier."

Lin Zuoqing drew four tiles and discarded Zhang Bawan: "Normally ten taels per round, the amount does not double when accumulated."

It means that only ten taels are added for each round. For example, in the previous round, Xu Qianhui played Pinghu, and Lin Zuoqing lost ten taels.

If she touches herself, then it's twenty taels per person.

"Gang".

Xu Qianhui took the eight of wan and touched the end of the tile.

forty thousand.

"A perfect hand, a winning combination."

She had a good start, winning two hands in a row. But her luck didn't stop there.

After eight rounds (four rounds per round), she had won at least twenty rounds, and there were many weights in front of her.

Most of the time she had a good hand, and even had a perfect hand.

Sometimes when she doesn't get a good hand, the player before her always manages to feed her the winnings and even give him the advantage.

After the eighth round of the game, Lin Zuo'an said, "That's it."

He wasted too much time today.

Chu Yunci still remembers the very first bet.

He said, "Miss Xu won today, so everything should be done according to her wishes. Are you two okay with that?"

Lin Zuo'an was preoccupied with something on his mind, so he casually replied with an "um," a perfunctory attitude that made people forget why he had sat down at the table in the first place.

Lin Zuoqing looked at Xu Qianhui but didn't say anything.

Xu Qianhui smiled, offering no answer, only saying, "You flatter me."

Then, she looked at Chu Yunci and said, "Young General, you haven't eaten yet, have you? How about I treat you to a meal at Zuixiangju?"

Lin Zuo'an paid no attention to this matter and left after settling the payment.

Lin Zuoqing looked at Chu Yunci: "Let's eat together. I'll invite Zhiwei."

Chu Yunci smiled and turned to ask Xu Qianhui, "Miss Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Qianhui shrugged.

"OK."

She hadn't seen Lin Zhiwei for two days.