I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Wei Lang and Chen Jia stood side by side, facing the pile of incense powder raw materials waiting to be ground.

Wei Lang picked up a piece of spice and gently put it into the grinding machine. As he started, he said, "Yi Yi, grinding this incense powder requires care, just like my true love for you, without reservation. Every time I turn this grinding wheel, it is an expression of my heart."

As Chen Jia listened, a blush appeared on her face. She lowered her head and said nothing, only pausing slightly on the movements of her hands.

Wei Lang added: "Yi Yi, look at this spice, it is gradually giving off its fragrance, just like my feelings for you, which are becoming stronger day by day."

Chen Jia's face turned even redder, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Rui Qing, you... stop talking."

Wei Lang pretended not to hear and continued, "I grind this incense powder for you, just like I am willing to devote my whole life to you, no matter the wind and rain, I will never leave you."

Chen Jia lowered her head even lower, fiddling with the spices with her hands in a somewhat helpless manner.

Wei Lang continued, "Yiyi, every grain of perfume is my love for you, and every scent is my attachment to you."

Chen Jia's face was already red at this time, and she stammered, "Rui Qing, I... I know what you mean."

Wei Lang stopped what he was doing, gently held Chen Jia's hands with both of his hands, and looked at her firmly and tenderly: "Yi Yi, I want to be the person you can rely on, so are you willing to accept my sincerity?"

Chen Jia avoided Wei Lang's gaze in panic, hesitating for a long time and unable to utter a word.

Her heart was full of contradictions. On the one hand, she did have a good impression of Wei Lang, but on the other hand, she was worried that this feeling came too quickly and too intensely.

After a long while, she raised her head slightly and said in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "Rui Qing, let me think about this matter again."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wei Lang’s eyes, but he soon returned to his gentle smile: “Okay, Yi Yi, I’m willing to wait until the day you are willing to respond to me.

Chen Jia was flustered by Wei Lang's confession, so she found an excuse and hurried out.

As soon as I went out, I met Chen Jue who was on vacation at home.

When Chen Jue saw his sister's panicked expression, a sour feeling arose in his heart, and jealousy was faintly surging, but he still suppressed it.

He stepped forward, trying to make his voice sound calm and gentle, and whispered to comfort her: "Sister, Wei Lang is indeed a good choice, don't be too embarrassed. No matter what decision you make, your brother supports you."

After hearing this, Chen Jia's face became even more embarrassed, her eyes dodged, and she could only make small talk: "Brother, why do you think Wei Lang came today?"

Chen Jue looked at his sister, smiled helplessly, and said: "The Dali Temple has found clues about Gao Yan. Wei Lang must have come here for this matter, and by the way, he came to see you..."

Chen Jia was slightly stunned, and the panic in her heart eased a little, and she said, "So that's how it is."

Chen Jue continued, "Sister, you should follow your heart when it comes to relationships. As long as you feel happy, I will be relieved."

When Chen Jia heard Chen Jue mention the clue about Gao Yan, she asked anxiously, "Brother, what specific clues do you have about Gao Yan?"

Chen Jue's face was solemn, and he said, "Sister, do you still remember the person we took care of at the beginning? That person was Gao Yan. He was stimulated, mentally disturbed, and often ran around. Qingguo sneaked into Daliang just to find him."

Chen Jia was extremely surprised, "How could this happen!"

Chen Jue continued, "When Gao Yan was awake, he organized people to assassinate all the relevant generals in Shouchun City. Now, among the generals who came back to Shouchun to receive the award, one has been found dead in the wilderness. Wei Lang and I are trying to find clues based on the information provided by the coroner. At present, we only know that Gao Yan is near the capital."

Chen Jia frowned and said worriedly: "He hates Daliang people very much. We must find him as soon as possible."

Chen Jue and Chen Jia returned to the room and saw Wei Lang sitting at the table, looking thoughtful.

When Wei Lang saw Chen Jue, he smiled and said, "Yi Yi, it seems you already know. Gao Yan's matter, after all, this happened near Kyoto, which is equivalent to slapping Daliang in the face. His Majesty attaches great importance to it."

Chen Jia nodded slightly, looking solemn: "Indeed, then according to your opinion, what should we do now?"

Wei Lang pondered for a moment, then said, "I suggest that Ajue investigate Gao Yan's possible location, and I will go back to the Dali Temple to carefully check the relevant information to see if I can find any new clues."

Chen Jue nodded: "That's great, but investigating Gao Yan's location is not an easy task. I don't know where to start."

Wei Lang stood up and walked to the window: "You can start from the places Gao Yan often went to and the people who were closely related to him."

Chen Jia bit her lip lightly: "Then let's take action now."

Wei Lang nodded: "Be careful and contact us in time if you find anything."

After saying that, Wei Lang turned around and left in a hurry. Chen Jue and Chen Jia also immediately prepared to set out to find Gao Yan's whereabouts.

Chen Jia sat at the table, holding a pen in her hand, her brows furrowed, and her eyes focused on analyzing on the paper where Gao Yan might go.

Scenes of her past interactions with Gao Yan kept flashing through her mind. She carefully recalled his every move, every frown and smile, trying to infer his possible psychological and behavioral patterns in his current state of mental disorder.

She wrote as she thought, and the paper was gradually covered with dense handwriting and various speculative routes.

Chen Jue was in another room, hurriedly writing letters and mobilizing his personal connections in the capital.

He methodically assigned inspection tasks to his men, detailing the key areas of focus and features that needed attention.

Soon, Chen Jia and Chen Jue decided to visit people who had had contact with Gao Yan.

Along the way, Chen Jia's mind became increasingly heavy. She was worried about Gao Yan's condition and also concerned about the danger he might bring.

On the other side, Wei Lang was in the Dali Temple, surrounded by piles of files and information.

He carefully sorted out the relevant information, not missing any potentially useful details, hoping to find clues to a breakthrough.

After Chen Jia and Chen Jue came back, they went to where Wei Lang was without stopping for a moment and decided to act together.

"Wei Lang, we didn't get many new clues from the coroner." Chen Jia said, with a worried look on his face.

Wei Lang frowned. "I have no real breakthroughs yet. Gao Yan is a eunuch, and his psychology may be distorted. I guess there may be clues in places like brothels and teahouses."

Chen Jia frowned and said hesitantly, "It's probably not very convenient to go to that kind of place to investigate."

Chen Jue responded decisively: "At this point, there is no time to worry about anything else. Let's go!"

So the three of them went to the brothel together. As soon as they entered the building, they could hear the noise.

Wei Lang was in front, followed closely by Chen Jue and Chen Jia. Seeing this, the madam hurried over and said with a sweet smile, "Gentlemen, you look so unfamiliar."

Wei Lang calmly handed the madam a piece of silver and said, "We are here to inquire about someone."

The madam took the silver and smiled even more: "Sir, please speak."

Wei Lang lowered his voice and asked, "Have you ever seen a eunuch with strange behavior?"

The madam rolled her eyes, thought for a moment and said, "This... I really didn't notice it."

Chen Jia was observing the expressions of the people around her, and suddenly noticed a servant who looked panicked.

She winked at Chen Jue and Wei Lang, and the three of them approached the boy calmly.