I insist

Chapter 342: Having Two Boats at Once

But then Song Miqiu thought again, wasn't Yu Huailin a person from the previous dynasty? Could it be that Yu Huailin was related to the daughter of the Grand Tutor, or that Yu Huailin was a grandson of the emperor from the previous dynasty?

Song Miqiu thought and thought that if he didn't find Yu Huailin and get to the bottom of things today, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Before she transmigrated, Song Miqiu was this kind of person; she couldn't let any grudges linger in her heart, and she had to ask about things on the spot, no matter how big or small they were.

Song Miqiu walked from the courtyard into the study where Yu Huailin was.

Without a word, he slammed the door open.

"There are some things we should talk about face to face."

Regardless of whether Yu Huailin agreed or not, he walked straight in, his upright and dignified demeanor standing before Yu Huailin inspiring awe.

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At this point, Yu Huailin was still pretending to be stupid, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about. It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Seeing Yu Huailin's evasive behavior, Song Miqiu became even more certain of her thoughts.

"You must be the grandson of the former emperor!"

Yu Huailin then turned to look at Song Miqiu, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions—he couldn't tell if it was reluctance, regret, or heartache.

Song Miqiu pressed Yu Huailin relentlessly, "Speak up! You are the grandson of the former emperor, tell me if you really are."

Song Miqiu was on the verge of collapse. How could she accept that Yu Huailin was engaged to another woman?

Yu Huailin didn't say a word.

The room was extremely quiet.

Song Miqiu was waiting for him.

After a long while, Yu Huailin sighed and finally admitted it.

"That's right, I am the grandson of the former emperor."

Song Miqiu wanted to hear him explain further, but all she got in return was this one sentence.

All the previous events played out in Song Miqiu's mind, and she felt utterly hopeless.

Song Miqiu smiled coldly, realizing that he had figured everything out.

"So we've never been on the same path from beginning to end, then why have you stayed by my side all this time? Why have you been so good to me?"

Yu Huailin was speechless and hesitated for a moment before still not answering.

"You already have a fiancée, why are you still bothering me?"

Each word was like a nail piercing Yu Huailin's heart.

After saying everything she wanted to say, Song Miqiu walked out of Yu Huailin's study in disappointment.

She still held a sliver of hope that Yu Huailin would keep her, but she didn't hear a single word of entreaty until she left the courtyard.

Song Miqiu was filled with mixed feelings, her mind filled with the scene of Yu Huailin's rendezvous with the Grand Tutor's daughter when it snowed in winter.

"Looks like I'll have to go out for a long-awaited drink to get through the day."

Song Miqiu muttered to herself as she left the courtyard and walked down the street.

Yu Huailin watched Song Miqiu's departing figure and knew he had let her down.

They summoned the secret guards.

"When you go to follow Song Miqiu, make sure she doesn't find out. You must protect her safety."

Even though I can't go, I'm still full of worry.

After receiving the order, the guards quickly followed Song Miqiu's footsteps.

Song Miqiu was seen wandering aimlessly through the streets, and as the night grew late, the number of people on the street gradually decreased.

The guards watched as Song Miqiu arrived in front of a restaurant, stood there for a few seconds, and then went inside.

Song Miqiu was so focused on getting drunk that he forgot about Yu Huailin that he went into the restaurant without a second thought, completely unaware of the bodyguards following him.

After Song Miqiu went in, the proprietress took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, seeing his attire.

"Are you alone, miss?"

Song Miqiu didn't want to talk too much. "Let's find a quiet place and have a pot of good wine."

Seeing that Song Miqiu was clearly a wealthy man who didn't lack money, the proprietress immediately did as Song Miqiu said.

As soon as the wine was served, Song Miqiu poured himself a full glass and downed it in one gulp. Seeing this, the proprietress was afraid that Song Miqiu would ruin his health by drinking like this, so she hurriedly arranged for the waiter to bring out a few plates of snacks to go with the wine so that he could have something to eat.

Song Miqiu didn't care about anything else and kept drinking one cup of wine after another.

Yan Yufan recognized Song Miqiu the moment she entered the restaurant.

Seeing that she seemed to be in a bad mood, I didn't dare to go up and talk to her, afraid of leaving a bad impression.

In just half an hour, Song Miqiu had finished a pot of wine, his face flushed, and he was already completely drunk and unconscious.

The proprietress stood by, anxiously watching over them.

"Why are you, a young lady, drinking so much alcohol? You don't have anyone with you. We're about to close up shop, what are we going to do?"

Yan Yufan then stepped forward and stood in front of the proprietress.

“I am this girl’s friend, so please entrust her to me.”

The proprietress looked Yan Yufan up and down with a hint of disbelief. "Since you're a friend, you can pay for this young lady's food and drinks."

Yan Yufan smiled and, without hesitation, took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the proprietress.

"No need to look anymore, consider the rest as a reward from me today."

The proprietress took the money and left.

Yan Yufan felt heartbroken looking at Song Miqiu, who was slumped over the table. He sighed, helped her, and walked out.

"What sad thing happened that made you drink so much?"

"I never imagined you'd be so cute when you're drunk, just like the first time I saw you."

It was quite a struggle to drag Song Miqiu outside the restaurant.

The guards were also watching from the side. Although they didn't recognize Yan Yufan, he didn't seem like he would harm Song Miqiu, so they didn't report to Yu Huailin.

As the wind blew, Song Miqiu's drunkenness kicked in, and he struggled to break free from Yan Yufan's embrace.

"Leave me alone, none of you leave me alone, let me go, let me go."

Yan Yufan really couldn't win against Song Miqiu. He staggered a few steps and was covered in sweat.

Originally, Song Miqiu wanted to hold on a little longer, but suddenly pushed Yan Yufan to the ground.

"Don't worry about me, everyone go, all of you go."

As darkness fell, Yan Yufan had no choice but to think of another solution.

After observing the surroundings for a while, I finally arrived at the restaurant I had just been to.

When the proprietress saw the two return just as she was about to close up shop, she assumed they were there to ask for the money they had just received.

"Please give me a room, landlady."

The landlady secretly clenched the silver in her pocket and breathed a sigh of relief. "You should have said so earlier! There was still one room left. You can pay now and move in."

He paused, looked the two of them up and down, and asked, "You two are sharing a room?"

Yan Yufan knew what the proprietress meant. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Once you've put everything away, you can leave."

The landlady, bored, slowly left, leaving the two people in the room.

Yan Yufan helped Song Miqiu to the bedside and told him to lie down properly.

Standing in front of the bed with her hands on her hips, she sighed, "I've really done everything, Yan Yufan, I never thought you'd fall for a woman too."

After helping Song Miqiu take off her shoes, he also helped cover her with the quilt before he felt relieved.

He stood in front of the bed, looking at Song Miqiu lying on it, and he never got tired of looking at her eyes, nose and mouth.

I sorted out my jumbled thoughts before leaving the room.