Qin Dynasty: Who offended my frail and sickly minister?

"Young master, it's him! He really did tell us to keep watch!"

In the shadow of the pillars inside the outer building, a person dressed in gray linen clothes whispered in a low voice, but could not hide the excitement in his tone.

When he noticed that someone had quietly slipped off the carriage, his eyes lit up instantly. At that moment, his gaze was fixed on the fleeing figure, staring at him until the person completely disappeared from sight, his old, sinister gaze lingering for a long time.

He took half a step forward, close to the ear of the man in front of him, who was also dressed in gray linen and wearing a straw hat, and spoke in a low, resolute voice:

"With such a secretive and shameful manner, there's no doubt it's that person."

"Rumors were rampant that he had been attacked and killed, and now it seems the news was indeed true. It was all a smokescreen; he was perfectly safe and sound, hiding within the Qin delegation all along. He was truly well hidden, cunning, and treacherous!"

By the end, he was practically gritting his teeth. His gaze shifted, fixing intently on the person before him, his tone carrying a hint of probing:

"Young master, we..."

The person under the straw hat remained silent for a moment, without immediately responding.

He slightly raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the figure had disappeared. His gaze lingered for a moment, and a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

The two men were hidden in the shadows, their movements concealed. With numerous guards at the outer gate limiting their visibility, his position further forward allowed him to see the rapidly passing figure more clearly.

Will Zhou Wenqing, the rumored calm, composed, and exceptionally talented rising star of the Qin Dynasty, trip over his own feet and fall down?

Even a seven-year-old child shouldn't be this impulsive.

"Are you sure it's him?" The person under the bamboo hat finally spoke, frowning and hesitant. "To me, his build and bearing seem somewhat different from the rumors."

"this……"

Upon hearing this, the man in gray hesitated for a moment.

Although he couldn't see as clearly as the other party, he did catch a glimpse of the hunched-over, sneaky gait of the green figure. It was hardly the demeanor of a scholar; instead, it exuded an indescribable awkwardness, and could even be described as sleazy.

Anyway, he doesn't match the legendary Qin Dynasty historian who was described as "a refined gentleman standing with a fan in hand".

Fortunately, Liu Bang was completely focused on his clothes at that moment and did not notice the two people peeking at him from behind. Otherwise, if he had known that he had been secretly labeled as "sleazy," he would have been furious.

Was it easy for him?!

These ill-fitting clothes were tight on the shoulders, waist, and thighs, and moving around was even more difficult. With every step, the fabric on the sides of the thighs would rip and sizzle.

Liu Bang was terrified, his heart pounding, fearing that the next second his trousers would rip open at the crotch and be completely abandoned.

What do you mean by being lewd or worse than a child? It's just that he tripped because he didn't take a proper step.

Anyone else might not be as quick as him!

He had been on tenterhooks the whole way, and finally managed to "sneak" back to the outer courtyard as quickly as possible. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the private room that was so close by, and he didn't even have the mind to pay attention to Lu Wan, who was excitedly coming to greet him. All he could think about was changing out of these miserable clothes.

He shouted angrily to shoo everyone away, and was about to step over the threshold. Before he could even put one foot in, he heard a very light, very clear, and extremely ominous sound coming from behind him.

"Snap—!"

The next second, a chill ran down my spine from behind.

"Bang!"

Lu Wan stopped just in front of the threshold, his nose less than an inch from the door. A gust of wind blew up the stray hairs by his ears. He stared wide-eyed at the door that had almost hit his face, and it took him a long time to gasp for breath.

……

So when Zhou Wenqing, Fusu, Yao Jia and others pushed open the door and entered, they saw Liu Bang sitting astride a wooden chair, his arms heavily draped over the back of the chair, his eyes looking straight at them with a resentful expression.

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These past few days have been a rollercoaster of experiences: trial training → feeling unsuitable and wanting to leave → attempting to resign → being persuaded to stay → feeling awkward refusing → struggling and indecisive → compromising and holding out until the end of the month.

So, it's finally over, and I'm back! ヾ（′▽｀*）ゝ