Chapter 180: Brothers Who Share Everything

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Ziliu's face suddenly turned pale as she finally understood why Yu Jingxiao always said his close friend was exceptionally formidable—in every aspect. Just then, An Yu happened to return and, seeing the scene, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Since their young master was about eleven or twelve years old, countless women had vied to seduce him. What tricks hadn’t Guan Yanqing seen? Someone like Ziliu was still too inexperienced.

“Young master, the carriage is ready right outside,” An Yu said.

“Mm.”

Guan Yanqing didn’t even bother to glance at Ziliu; he lifted his foot and left immediately. Ziliu wasn’t willing to give up and asked, “Young Master Guan, are you going to the Lin residence? Jingxiao is there too. Can I go with you? I…”

She was about to follow when An Yu blocked her.

“Madam Yu, is it?” An Yu smiled meaningfully. “Our young master and Young Master Yu are close brothers who share everything.”

For a moment, Ziliu’s face flushed with a riot of colors, from purple to bright red.

“Moreover, Young Master Yu is only temporarily blinded by you, thinking you’re good enough to marry. To be honest,” An Yu lowered his voice, “someone like you doesn’t even compare to that lowly maid who once tried to climb into our young master’s bed.”

With that, An Yu strode off, leaving Ziliu standing there, fuming.

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The Lin family had been on edge these past few days. Now that they had eaten and relaxed suddenly, one by one they went back to their rooms to sleep. Yu Jingxiao also retired to a guest room.

Only Lin Sanqian couldn’t sleep. Wrapped in a thick coat and holding a cup of hot milk tea, she sat in the courtyard staring at the stars. After all, she had slept fairly well in the mountains these past days.

She didn’t know where Guan Yanqing had taken Gu Zhinan. Gu Zhinan’s poison hadn’t yet been fully cured. Since she promised to detoxify him, she had to see it through. Besides, as a doctor, it would be disgraceful to give up halfway.

She decided to ask about it tomorrow.

Just then, the main gate was suddenly knocked on.

It was so late—who could it be? Could it really be…

Lin Sanqian set down her milk tea and ran to open the door.

Sure enough, standing there was Guan Yanqing.

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Seeing that strikingly handsome face suddenly before her, Lin Sanqian’s heart pounded wildly, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Finally, Guan Yanqing smiled and said, “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Ah? Yes, yes, come in!” Lin Sanqian blushed and quickly stepped aside, making way.

Meanwhile, she scolded herself silently for being so weak.

It’s just Guan Yanqing. It’s just been four years since they last met. It’s just that he had grown tall and handsome in those years. It’s just that his aura was too captivating.

What’s the big deal?

Guan Yanqing entered the courtyard, glanced around, then turned to Lin Sanqian and said, “This courtyard is quite nice.”

“Yes, and there’s a garden behind too,” Lin Sanqian replied dryly. “But it’s winter now, so no flowers are blooming.”

An Yu had intended to follow inside but, seeing the scene, thought better of it and quietly closed the door before leaving.

“Is everyone asleep?”

“Yes, they all said they were tired and went back to their rooms.”

Lin Sanqian then suddenly remembered and asked, “By the way, Young Master Guan, you haven’t eaten yet, right?”

“Not yet.”

“I’ll make something for you! You wait in the dining hall; it’s too cold outside.”

With that, Lin Sanqian turned and dashed to the kitchen.

Watching her graceful figure go, a smile slowly appeared on Guan Yanqing’s face.

Four years had passed, and finally, he could eat the food she made again.

God only knew how painful those four years had been.

He not only missed her cooking but missed her too.

Lin Sanqian cooked a bowl of noodles, fried an egg, and prepared a plate of Kung Pao chicken.

She carried the tray to the dining hall, where Guan Yanqing was already waiting with two candles lit.

In the dim candlelight, the dining hall was still somewhat shadowed, but somehow it added an ambiguous, hazy sense of intimacy.

Lin Sanqian placed the tray on the table. Guan Yanqing thanked her, “Thank you.”

His voice sounded much more mature than four years ago, completely shedding any trace of youth, steady and with a hint of magnetism.

Lin Sanqian felt it was improper to just watch him eat, but since he was a guest, she couldn’t leave him alone in the dining hall.

Guan Yanqing didn’t mind and ate very elegantly.

Lin Sanqian thought for a moment and went back to the kitchen to make two cups of hot milk tea—one for Guan Yanqing and one for herself.

This eased the awkwardness considerably.

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Guan Yanqing ate elegantly but quickly, finishing the noodles and chicken in no time.

He wiped his mouth, took a sip of the milk tea, and said, “It’s sweet.”

Sweet? Lin Sanqian was puzzled; she didn’t think she’d added much sugar.

“I heard your business has grown a lot these past few years,” Guan Yanqing said again.

“Yes, it’s going quite well,” Lin Sanqian replied, “much better than I expected.”

“You’re impressive.”

Lin Sanqian accepted the compliment without hesitation and added, “You’re impressive too… I used to think you were just one of those aristocratic young masters in the capital, spending days composing poetry, sipping tea, and admiring flowers.”

Guan Yanqing’s aura truly matched that image.

Who would have expected that he was a young general bloodied on the battlefield?

Guan Yanqing was momentarily stunned, then smiled, “You’re not wrong. When there’s no war, I do behave like that in the capital.”

Lin Sanqian smiled back and asked, “Why didn’t you return to the capital after this war ended? Oh, right, you should be here to capture Gu Zhinan, right? I never imagined he was the Third Prince.”

Guan Yanqing gave no reply.

What she didn’t know was that initially, the emperor had planned for someone else to capture Gu Zhinan.

It was Guan Yanqing himself who insisted on coming here.

The emperor had only entrusted him to capture Gu Zhinan as a side task.

And the main reason he came back here was mostly because of… her.

“Did you come to town a few years ago just for fun?”

“Yes.” Guan Yanqing nodded. “The capital is bustling, but it gets boring after a while. Since Jingxiao was in this town, I came here.”

Thankfully he did.

Otherwise, how could he have met her?

Four years had passed, and she had grown a lot.

But she was still too young.

“You must be almost of age, right?” Guan Yanqing asked.

“Yes,” Lin Sanqian said, “I will come of age in the first month of next year.”

Her birthday was in the first lunar month, and in their tradition, girls come of age at fifteen.

Just two more months to wait…

For the first time, Guan Yanqing felt a subtle itch in his heart, as if anticipating something.