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Jun Linchuan sat in front of his desk for a while, then closed his phone. He supported himself on the armrest of the chair and slowly stood up.

He stood at the window with his hands behind his back, looking out with his deep and wise eyes.

As the Floating Light Pavilion bathed in a golden light, the ancient looking street lamps were opened one after another, shining with vibrant colors. Even at night, she still appeared dignified and elegant.

Its position was only second to Jun Moyuan's Floating Cloud Pavilion.

Looking into the distance, they could see the entire imperial city.

The task on the shoulders of the owner of the Floating Light Pavilion was also far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Jun Linchuan's deep eyes narrowed, his three-dimensional face outlined with a proud curve.

The momentum of the strong was fully displayed.

Just as he was about to return to his room to rest, the internal phone on his desk rang. If it wasn't an emergency, the phone definitely wouldn't have rung at this late hour.

He strode to the desk and glanced at the liquid crystal display on the phone.

A call from the Floating Cloud Pavilion Cabinet.

Jun Linchuan's heart tightened and he quickly opened his mouth.

"Hey …"

"Eldest Young Master, His Majesty told you to come over immediately."

The person who called was Jun Moyuan's top confidential secretary, Jin Haoyu.

"Alright."

Jun Linchuan did not consider this and directly agreed. At this time, Jun Moyuan must have had a big 'affair' calling him over.

"Did father know about Zhaowu?"

After hanging up, he quickly walked out of the study and went downstairs. After calling Chu Ge, he immediately headed towards the Floating Cloud Pavilion.

Rong Lan stood by the window of the master bedroom and watched Jun Linchuan's red taillights go away. Her extremely well-maintained face was covered with a hint of melancholy.

For many years, no one knew their husband better than she did.

These days, she could clearly feel that Jun Linchuan had a lot on his mind. Moreover, this matter most likely had something to do with her.

Every time he looked at her, there was a subtle emotion in his eyes.

What was it that made his heart so heavy?

Could it be the Rong Yi who had been in a coma for many years?

Did he even know about those hidden pains?

At this moment, Rong Lan was extremely upset, as if she didn't know that her son, who had been dead for 28 years, had returned. At this moment, in this city.

His heartstrings inexplicably twitched, causing him to feel a slight pain.

She just thought she had a heart attack. She turned around and took the pill. He slowly walked to the mahogany rocking chair, lay down in his clothes and covered himself with a thin blanket.

"..."

In the imperial capital.

Floating Cloud Pavilion.

As soon as Jun Linchuan's car arrived at the outer floor of the Cabinet, Jun Moshang's car drove straight over.

"Why is Second Brother here too?"

Jun Linchuan was confused.

"Big brother …"

After getting off the car, Jun Moshang's call sounded. There was a hint of indifference and alienation in the voice.

Because of the A.I. Chip, the two who had once been friends and sisterly were now at loggerheads. The peace that had been maintained on the surface had been completely disrupted.

"Why are you here?"

Jun Linchuan said solemnly as he stood in front of the car and looked back.

"Why are you here?"

Jun Moshang asked coldly.

"Did Father call you here?"

Jun Linchuan asked again.

This voice revealed the majesty of a big brother, and also revealed the might and sharpness of an heir to the Jun Family standing high above others.

"Brother, aren't you the same?"

Jun Moshang said coldly, not showing him any good intentions.

Seeing that he was going to fight back, Jun Linchuan's face darkened. A cold glint flashed across the depths of his eyes and he no longer said anything. After tidying up his thin suit a bit, he strode toward the cabinet.

The Floating Cloud Pavilion Cabinet was Jun Moyuan and his wife's residence. Only the family members of Jun Family were allowed to enter, and the rest were all received by the outer pavilion.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, you're here."

Jun Moyuan's first confidential secretary, Jin Haoyu, was already waiting for them at the Cabinet entrance. When he saw them, he slightly nodded his head and respectfully greeted them.

"Secretary Jin, why did father call us two brothers here so late at night?"

Jun Linchuan glanced at him and asked coldly.

Jun Moshang, with one hand in his pockets, was domineering.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, you will know once you enter."

Jin Haoyu's voice didn't carry any emotion, making others unable to guess what he meant. Being able to reach such a level at such a young age, he clearly wasn't simple.

Jun Linchuan frowned and his expression turned even more serious. He raised his hand and pushed open the door of the cabinet.

The hallway is very long.

The walls on both sides were covered with paintings. The lights were only on halfway. The lights intersected, giving off a faint sense of loneliness.

The two brothers came to the hall and found that Jun Moyuan wasn't there.

In the past, Jun Moyuan was here to lecture them and arrange their work.

The air was abnormal.

Jun Linchuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He vaguely felt that something had happened to Jun Moyuan.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, His Majesty is waiting for you upstairs."

"Upstairs?"

Jun Moshang's eyebrows dropped and his eyes became as sharp as knives.

At this moment, he had the same idea as Jun Linchuan.

The two of them went upstairs in tacit understanding while Jin Haoyu followed closely behind. The sound of their shoes clanging on the hardwood floor could be heard.

The luxurious crystal chandelier that hung above the hall was dazzling, and formed a clear contrast with the light of the hallway.

Jin Haoyu led the two brothers to the end of the corridor and lightly knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty, Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master have arrived."

Bada.

Someone opened the door from the inside.

The one who opened the door was Jun Moyuan's personal attendant, Little Fan.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master …"

"Yes."

Jun Linchuan put his hands behind his back and looked at him coldly.

Jun Moshang ignored him.

"Little Fan, are Linchuan and Mo Shang here yet?"

"Cough …" Cough … "Cough …"

The voices of Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang's mother, Murong Wan, could be heard, along with Jun Moyuan's light cough.

"Yes, ma'am."

Little Fan replied respectfully.

"Quick, let them in."

Murong Wan said anxiously.

"Yes."

Little Fan nodded. He leaned to the side and stood by the door. When Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang entered the room, he retreated and closed the door.

Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang entered the house and saw a huge Agarwood screen. The screen was inlaid with ancient embroidery unique to Yunshan.

Large clusters of peonies of various colors gradually opened up, and on them were embroidered with golden lines in large characters: "Flower blooming".

A wisp of cold fragrance floated in the air.

Jun Linchuan's pupils shrank. If he wasn't mistaken, this incense should be the 'Purple Tide' that was unique to Chenghai.2

The two brothers entered from the left and right side of the screen.

Since young, their life paths had been different. Thus, they were already used to going their own ways, but there was only one destination.

When Murong Wan saw them, she quickly stood up.

"Linchuan, Mo Shang, come here quickly."

"Mother, what's wrong with father?"

Jun Linchuan quickly walked to her side. When he looked down, he saw Jun Moyuan lying on the collapsed bed. He looked like a lamp who had run out of oil.

"Your father …"

Murong Wan's eyes instantly turned red. Deep worry and sorrow filled the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes.

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