Chapter 243: Chapter 243

At that moment, Tang Zan had already returned to the military tent.

Today, he received the General’s order and led his men out to inspect the surrounding area.

Originally, this duty wasn’t supposed to fall to him, but perhaps he had shown too much bravery and wasn’t afraid of the Dazi at all.

He could even make the Dazi suffer losses at his hands.

So the task of inspection was given to Tang Zan.

However, all the way back, he felt uneasy.

In the midst of killing the Dazi, due to his lack of focus, his arm got a small cut, not too serious.

But at that moment, he found himself somewhat missing Shu’er.

Missing that deeply scheming woman who brought such harm to his family.

He sneered, no, he couldn’t possibly miss her; it was just because the wound hurt too much that he thought Shu’er could treat it, hence he thought of her.

He just wanted her to treat him, that’s all!

After returning to the Gulan Military Camp, he didn’t see the usual bustling exiles on the city walls.

He frowned, his mood even more gloomy.

Xuan Liu and the others wisely refrained from speaking.

Upon returning to the military tent, Tang Zan didn’t see Shu’er’s figure.

He lifted the tent and looked at the patrolling soldier.

The soldier was taken aback, then replied, "Today the city walls were completed, so Shu’er has already taken the people from the Deserted Mountain back."

Tang Zan asked again, "Did Shu’er leave any message for me?"

The soldier shook his head, "Miss Pei just came back to pack her luggage, then left."

Anger stirred in Tang Zan’s heart; after spending so long together, Shu’er didn’t leave him any words and just walked away?

Probably, there was never a place for him in her heart as a husband.

He snorted coldly, as if there could be room for anyone else in Shu’er’s heart?

Least of all for someone like him, who was betrayed and displaced by her.

Seeing him foolishly trying to forgive her before, Shu’er must have laughed at him.

There probably never was another being as arrogant, as carefree as the Young Master, so good to someone else.

Tang Zan, riding a horse, headed towards the Deserted Mountain.

He wanted to see exactly what Shu’er was doing.

In fact, sometimes he also wondered if he had done something recently to make Shu’er suspicious, causing her to leave so suddenly.

But apart from being a bit cold, he hadn’t even questioned anything.

Before, he felt reluctant.

Now he found it amusing.

What was he so reluctant about, when Shu’er never truly cared about him!

Her heart might even belong to the Third Prince.

At the thought of this, his heart ached with a delicate pain.

This pain added a more chilling edge to his eyes, making Xuan Liu and Di Yi dare only to follow him from a distance.

They thought Tang Zan might be going to kill Shu’er.

Yes, that must be it.

She should have been killed long ago.

Once the master kills Shu’er, time will pass, and he will forget her, no longer tormented .

With this in mind, Xuan Liu thought of a small box hidden in his bosom.

It had only fallen into his hands today, and he hadn’t had a chance to give it to Tang Zan yet.

Thinking this, Xuan Liu spurred his horse towards Tang Zan.

Seeing the box, Tang Zan was first stunned, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

This box, it was recovered from his father’s study.

Inside this box was the evidence of the crime.

Xuan Liu said, "Master, this is that box."

Tang Zan looked grim, tucking the box into his bosom, and with a heavy whip, spurred his horse to go even faster.

Upon reaching the Deserted Mountain, Tang Zan found Shu’er drawing design plans in the Experimental Building of the stone house.

As he approached Shu’er, about to speak, she turned her head.

She smiled and said, "You’re just in time, there’s chilled sour plum soup in the kitchen with a very nice taste, you can have some."

Seeing Tang Zan not speaking, Shu’er couldn’t help but look up to face him.

She found Tang Zan’s eyes deeper than usual, so deep that she couldn’t see the emotions within.

Her smile faded slightly, "Did something happen?"

Tang Zan didn’t speak, but Shu’er noticed the box made of Golden Rattan Wood in his hand.

She smiled and said, "Isn’t that box mine?"

Silence instantly fell over the air.

Shu’er realized that Tang Zan’s eyes held a cold and inorganic emotion. Being stared at with such a gaze made her feel like she could hardly breathe.

His voice was hoarse, "Shu’er, do you know what you’re saying?"

Shu’er realized she just said something wrong, pressed her lips together, and said no more.

The box was indeed hers originally; she had seen it several times in the fragmented memories of her original self.

Tang Zan held the small box, approaching Shu’er, his eyes aflame with fire, filled with a murderous intent.

"Shu’er, do you know, I have always tried to trust you. But what about you, you’ve disappointed me over and over again."

He locked his eyes tightly on Shu’er, as if wanting to see through her, questioning coldly.

"Shu’er, how much more are you hiding from me?"

Shu’er didn’t understand what Tang Zan was talking about; she looked at him in confusion.

Tang Zan stuffed the box into Shu’er’s hand, the box feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds in her hand.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with a startling coldness.

"Do you know, this box contains evidence of our Prince Zhan Mansion embezzling military funds."

He laughed self-deprecatingly, his words laced with a chilling edge, like a blade that could cut.

"Even though I had gotten hold of the evidence before, I kept defending you, that you’re not ."

"But when such evidence was placed in front of me, I realized that defending you made me a fool."

He closed his eyes, as if speaking these words was an immense effort.

"Shu’er, I never thought it was you who harmed our Prince Zhan Mansion."

Shu’er’s face turned pale; she had long suspected the Prince Zhan Mansion’s exile had something to do with her, and she had tried her best to make amends.

But she never thought she was the true culprit, not even just an accomplice.

The people in the third branch were so lovely, believing in her so much, but she was the one who deserved to be scolded the most!

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Without her, the Prince Zhan Mansion would have lived better.

They would continue their luxurious and debauched life.

Instead of having to live at the frontier, accompanied by the Dazi and exiles, constantly facing life-threatening dangers.

Her face turned ashen, her body swaying for a moment. She looked up at Tang Zan, her slightly raised neck fragile and vulnerable, as if it could be crushed with a pinch.

A moment of confusion and pain clouded her eyes, and she murmured softly.

"Tang Zan, so now, are you going to kill me?"