The plum blossoms in the East Side Courtyard of the Lu Mansion were in full bloom. Lu Jingyuan pinched the threatening letter, already burned to ashes, while the texture of paper ash still lingered on his fingertips. Jiang Wan sat beside the stone table; the warmth of the brazier blurred the frost on her eyelashes, yet could not hide the determination in her eyes: "The lotus-patterned silver ingot does indeed bear the mark of Jiang Rou's private treasury."
"But it is not just her." Lu Jingyuan toyed with the chessboard on the stone table, where the black pieces formed a battle array across the dividing line of the Chu River and Han Range. "Remnants of the Right Prime Minister's Estate have been frequenting the West City Wharf recently, and Minister Li's disciples are also showing abnormal movements."
Jiang Wan picked up a white piece and placed it on the "Tianyuan" point, her resolute decision ringing in the crisp sound. "They want to take advantage of the chaos of the proposal to make a final struggle." She looked up at him. "Just like this game of chess—it looks like a dead end, but in reality, vitality is hidden everywhere."
Chapter 228