Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

Chapter 38: Helpless

Jiang Ze chatted with Mrs. Jiang for a while before saying.

“The last time I came looking for my cousin, I accidentally left a book in his study. Can I look for it?”

Mrs. Jiang did not suspect anything and nodded in agreement. “Go.”

There were two study rooms in the residence. The slightly larger one belonged to Yu Kangtai, and the smaller one belonged to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng’s study had been searched by the Eagle Guards. The books, calligraphy, and paintings inside were no longer in their original positions.

Jiang Ze searched the study for a long time before he found the one he wanted among the many books.

He opened the book and read.

This was the book he had given Yu Sheng in the past.

Just by looking at the surface, this was an ordinary travel book. It contained some travel experiences.

But if he read it word for word, one would discover that there were a few anti-government poems hidden inside.

Yu Sheng had an old-fashioned personality and was not interested in travelogs. After receiving the book, he casually flipped through two pages and stuffed it into the bookshelf. He had never touched it again, so he naturally did not know the hidden secrets.

Jiang Ze had already expected this. That was why he had given this book to Yu Sheng. He had hidden it with Yu Sheng to avoid being discovered.

Now that Yu Sheng had been captured, he was probably doomed.

He did not know if the Eagle Guards would search this study again.

Jiang Ze had specially come to the Yu Residence today partly to inquire about Yu Sheng’s situation and partly to find this book that hid anti-government poetry.

When he had first obtained this book, he had casually written a limerick on the last page.

Although it was not signed, one could tell from the handwriting that it was done by him.

He must not let this book fall into the hands of the Eagle Guards.

Jiang Ze tore off the last page, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, he picked up the teacup and gulped down two mouthfuls of water, forcefully swallowing the paper.

When he was done, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He had finally eliminated this hidden danger.

Jiang Ze stuffed the book back into the shelf and left the study as if nothing had happened.

As for whether the book would be discovered by others and how much trouble it would cause Yu Sheng if it was discovered, that was not within his consideration.

Now that he could not even protect himself, how could he care about the life and death of others?

After Jiang Ze bade farewell to Mrs. Jiang, he went home with a relaxed mood.

Yet, when he walked into his house, he was greeted not by his familiar family but by a team of stern-looking Eagle Guards.

Meng Xizhou, who was wearing a black round-neck brocade robe, sat in an armchair. He looked at Jiang Ze like a ferocious beast that had locked onto its prey. His gaze was so sharp that it was terrifying.

He waved his hand and ordered.

“Take him back.”

Jiang Ze, on the other hand, was shocked. The fear in his heart swelled to the peak, so much so that the words he shouted broke.

“What are you doing? What right do you have to arrest me?!”

The Eagle Guards ignored his shouts and struggles and forcefully tied him up.

Jiang Ze screamed for help.

However, the Jiang family had long been controlled by the Eagle Guards. Even if they wanted to help him, they were powerless.

Jiang Ze was taken to the Justice Department.

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At this moment, Yu Niaoniao was still having lunch in the Lang Jun Imperial Palace.

The palace rarely had guests, and the chefs in the mansion rarely had the chance to display their talents. Now that there was finally a guest who wanted to stay for a meal, and she was the future mistress of the palace, the chefs naturally worked hard and brought all their best dishes to the table.

Like a hamster that had fallen into a rice jar, Yu Qianqian ate happily.

She noticed that the man across the table barely touched his chopsticks and couldn’t resist asking.

“Why aren’t you eating? Is the food not to your liking?”

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