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Though the Regent promised to let him set off for Chongzhou next month, he never mentioned a specific date. This made Ye Chen increasingly concerned about King Ren's last words, "You are also a pawn." Could it be that he had truly become a mere pawn on the chessboard?
Pei Guanjing did not actually like him; he was merely putting on an act to gain military support from Chongzhou.
Rubbing his aching temples, Ye Chen placed the celadon tea cup heavily on the sandalwood table.
Outside the window, the sound of Mo Sheng polishing weapons echoed in the quiet courtyard, the metallic scraping particularly clear in the stillness.
Ye Chen shook his head, deciding not to dwell on these thoughts.
In recent days, Pei Guanjing had been busy with affairs of state. After returning to the capital after a year, he surely had many matters to attend to, which significantly reduced their meetings. Only at night would Ye Chen catch glimpses of him suddenly appearing at the foot of his bed.
Ye Chen was not well-versed in the court's major affairs. However, Pei Yongshang, as the current powerful Regent, had no need to deceive a child like him. If he said they would return next month, then it must be true.
Putting aside his worries, Ye Chen discovered something interesting in Pei Guanjing's Wenxin Study: a small kitchen.
This kitchen was dedicated to the Wenxin Study and allowed for making small snacks. So in recent days, Ye Chen began experimenting with new recipes. If he had traveled to the future, he could play games; but having crossed into ancient times was exceedingly dull. He had to find ways to occupy himself daily; otherwise, he felt he would waste away.
No wonder those seventeen or eighteen-year-olds in ancient times always seemed so mature; if one spent every day doing nothing, who wouldn't feel life was tedious and directionless?
Recently, Ye Chen started researching how to make cakes. He sketched a design and had Mo Sheng take it to the blacksmith for assistance in crafting tools. The eggbeater looked rather peculiar, yet the blacksmith managed to complete it in just two days. Ye Chen couldn't help but marvel at how advantageous wealth and power were; he could obtain anything he desired—even something so ahead of its time.
"Young Master Liu, what is this?" The servants accompanying him were dumbfounded; they couldn't comprehend what Young Master Liu had asked Mo Sheng to create.
There were few people in Wenxin Study. According to Mo Sheng, Pei Guanjing had never liked having many people around him since childhood, so only four or five maids and servants remained.
Moreover, Wenxin Study rarely received visitors as Pei Guanjing often went out. Thus, after completing their daily tasks, these maids and servants were most interested in checking what new creations Ye Chen had come up with in the kitchen.
Today was no exception; Ye Chen was once again making something novel that they had never seen or heard of before.
"Hey, put some effort into it! Haven't you eaten? The foam isn't forming at all." Mo Sheng resignedly rolled up his sleeves and continued to work.
Mo Sheng had been roped in by Ye Chen to help out, not for any other reason but because he was free labor—why not take advantage of it? Ye Chen still hadn't figured out the right ratio of flour to sugar for making the cake, so naturally, he needed more hands to help him adjust. Mo Sheng couldn't escape that fate.
Listening to Ye Chen, Mo Sheng embraced a large bowl and began to whisk the egg whites. His speed suddenly picked up, and before long, white foam began to form clearly.
The maids nearby widened their eyes in disbelief. "Young Master Liu, you're amazing! How did you know the egg whites would turn out like this after being whipped?"
Ye Chen's lips curled into a radiant smile as he raised a finger and shook it at the girls who were exclaiming "Wow!" beside him. "You have no idea what else I can do. Just wait; I'll show you my skills in no time."
With that, Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves again and started measuring the flour.
Receiving compliments from the young maids made Ye Chen's smile grow wider. Perhaps men are inherently pleased by women's praise; even with a change in gender, he couldn't escape that fact.
As Ye Chen continued to beat the eggs, suddenly, without warning, someone carelessly lifted the door curtain.
Ye Chen was startled; his chopsticks trembled in his hand, causing egg liquid to splatter onto the stove.
Blinding sunlight poured in all at once. He squinted and opened his eyes again, only to find an eggshell floating in the golden egg liquid.
"Who is it?!" He slammed his chopsticks down on the stove and turned around, ready to vent his frustration, but was frozen in place by the figure at the door.
The early autumn sunlight filtered through the intricately carved window panes, casting fragmented light spots on the blue bricks. Leaning against the doorframe was a man who had shed his youthful innocence; his black scale armor glimmered coldly under the sun. He casually held his helmet in one hand, with dust from his travels still clinging to his hair.
Though he couldn't see this person's face clearly at first, Ye Chen felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He quickly raised a hand to rub his eyes and squinted again for a better look.
As his eyes gradually adjusted to the sudden brightness from outside, he finally saw the man's features distinctly.
“Lou Yu?” Ye Chen's voice trembled as the whisk clattered to the floor. The boy who had blushed just a few months ago had now grown into a general capable of standing on his own.
Wasn’t he in Cangzhou? How did he end up in the capital?
Compared to the handsome, bashful youth from months ago, the man before him now exuded confidence and charisma, making it impossible for anyone to look away.
Lou Yu strode into the kitchen, his dark cloak sweeping over the threshold. He placed a hand on Ye Chen's trembling shoulder, a smile dancing at the corners of his mouth as he leaned down to say, “Ye Chen, surprised? Happy?”
The youthful lilt in Ye Chen's voice had completely vanished, replaced by the deep timbre of a man.
Ye Chen felt as if something inside him was about to burst; he was so excited that he could hardly speak, only managing to nod vigorously.
He had never imagined he would see Lou Yu again so soon.
In this chaotic world where heroes rose and fell, no one knew who would ultimately claim the throne. He and Lou Yu were now leaders of opposing forces, and he had prepared himself for the worst—that one day, if one of them fell, the other would be left to collect the remains.
Suddenly, Ye Chen burst into joyful laughter.
To reunite in such turbulent times was truly a delightful surprise. Seeing each other again felt like a dream.
Setting aside thoughts of Cangzhou and Lan Prefecture for now, Ye Chen just wanted to share a drink with his brother and pour out his heart.
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