Yan Wen was stunned to see Zhou Cangyan. Once he recovered, he stepped forward and bowed. "Greetings, Prince Qing."
He didn't know who had truly brought him to the medical clinic last night; he assumed it was Song Lianhe.
Zhou Cangyan merely spared him a glance. He recognized the man, of course—Yan Wen, the celebrated scholar from Qingzhou, was the most promising candidate for the upcoming imperial examinations.
His advisors had suggested recruiting the man. Whether he passed the examinations or not, he could be useful. But at this moment, Zhou Cangyan couldn't even be bothered to spare him a second glance.
He stared at Song Lianhe, his gaze icy, and said word by word, "Who gave you permission to climb up there?"
The Shadow Guard standing behind him shot his master a strange look, his expression full of confusion.
'Hadn't His Grace already decided to eliminate both mother and child, leaving neither behind?'
