Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 70 - 69: Hemorrhoids in Middle Age

Minister Mo walked ahead, discussing official matters with two colleagues. As Su Juan walked past quickly, it was like a gust of wind passing by, disappearing in no time.

The three men exchanged glances, "Why is the Vice Director walking so fast?"

"Could it be someone is chasing from behind?"

"Perhaps there’s some urgent matter..."

However, at this moment, Su Juan had no urgent matter; ever since she guessed the true identity of her birth mother, she intentionally avoided the Empress, having dodged her for several days now.

The Empress is incredibly smart and has always treated her well. Because of this, Su Juan kept her distance, fearing that spending more time with the Empress would lead to her discovery of any clues.

The resemblance in appearance might not be noticed at first, but over time, it would undoubtedly be detected.

This heritage is not considered a blessing, especially with the Old Emperor having no heirs. Previously, Prince Heng and Prince Han had fiercely contested for power, and now, with Prince Heng having fallen out of favor and sent back to his fief, forbidden to leave without summons, the opportunity to rise again was lost. Next up would likely be a struggle between Prince Han and Song Qianfan.

Both individuals are powerful and ruthless—neither is easy to deal with.

With such intense factional strife, if her heritage were exposed, being the Old Emperor’s only bloodline would surely lead to sleepless nights. Handling Song Qianfan was tricky enough, and there’s always the need to guard against blatant and covert attacks from Prince Han’s side.

Those conservative old ministers might even press her to bear a son soon to inherit the throne, which is a terrifying thought.

Su Juan shook her head continuously, thinking that this kinship was not a blessing.

...

Su Juan soon arrived at Jingzhao Mansion. Ever since the Old Emperor tasked her with helping to solve cases, she had been following Qiu Chuchong around, handling not only Song Qianfan’s case but various other cases of all sizes.

Now, seeing Qiu Chuchong finish yet another case, Su Juan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Qiu Qingtian is indeed capable! In just two days, he’s handled over a dozen cases beautifully. It’s like he has divine insight!"

Qiu Chuchong coughed lightly. Naturally, it was like the divine insight he gained through Su Juan. Even with diligent investigation, it would be impossible for him to solve so many cases in two days. With Su Juan by his side, she seemed to instinctively know all the details, leaving nothing unsaid. It seemed there was nothing she didn’t know.

He even thought of keeping Su Juan at Jingzhao Mansion forever. Such a remarkable person should remain there to bless the common people. The Ministry of Revenue was filled with the stench of money; what good was there to be had?

"But why hasn’t he investigated Song Qianfan’s case yet?"

Qiu Chuchong stroked his beard, naturally waiting for the right moment...

"I understand!"

Qiu Chuchong squinted, eyes filled with a deep expression, very satisfied with Su Juan. She was indeed a good seed; why not petition His Majesty to keep her at Jingzhao Mansion to help solve cases?

Such a good seed must be carefully cultivated...

"Surely someone is threatening him with his hemorrhoid issue!"

Qiu Chuchong’s rear tightened, "?!?!"

"!!!" His eyes widened in shock. Even his closest aides didn’t know about his hemorrhoids; how did Su Juan know!

Su Juan squinted, wearing a knowing expression, "That’s why he’s afraid to proceed with the investigation, fearing this secret will get out!"

"After all, Qiu Chuchong isn’t afraid of anything, except others knowing about his hemorrhoids."

At this moment, Qiu Chuchong’s face turned crimson. Such a shameful matter, and yet this girl spoke of it so lightly, his old face nearly couldn’t hold up.

Su Juan’s gaze subtly lingered on Qiu Chuchong’s rear, eyes filled with sympathy, "Middle-aged hemorrhoids, truly not easy. They say nine out of ten men have them. His luck is down, can’t imagine how he’s endured all this time."

She was particularly curious about Qiu Chuchong’s hemorrhoids.

Meanwhile, the items in Qiu Chuchong’s hands were nearly crushed by his grip. It was better to send her away; such a great person was fit for Prince Jing Mansion or the Emperor, very few could accommodate her.

He endured, inwardly advising himself that since she was invited, he couldn’t just send her away now, could he? That would be slapping his own face.

Might as well keep her a few more days, then return her.

Qiu Chuchong walked briskly, never before so aware of his rear while investigating, worried that someday, Su Juan might, without warning, expose that layer of his dignity during a court session!

With these thoughts, his heart sank even more, for the first time considering silencing someone.

Su Juan blinked, thinking it was her own misperception, following Qiu Chuchong, watching his rear, "Really, Qiu Chuchong’s rear is quite perky, it’s a shame..."

"Lord Su!" Qiu Chuchong abruptly stopped, turning to call out to her, his teeth chattering with frustration.

Su Juan’s innocent expression made Qiu Chuchong feel a surge of old blood in his throat, managing to squeeze out, "Walk in front."

He felt that walking in front, leaving his rear exposed, was far too dangerous.

Su Juan, puzzled, obediently walked in front, now not thinking about Qiu Chuchong’s rear’s issue with hemorrhoids.

Soon, someone came running urgently, "My lord! Xiao Wu has returned!"

Qiu Chuchong’s expression changed. Xiao Wu had been sent to monitor Song Qianfan, and now that he had returned, there must be new discoveries.

He looked at Su Juan, coughed lightly, "Xiao Su, I left a memorial on the desk earlier, fetch it for me."

At this moment, he sent Su Juan away, not because he mistrusted her, but because he was wary of her mind, fearing she might expose everything when contacting people from Prince Jing Mansion.

Su Juan replied, "I’ll go at once."

Turning her head, "Oh, someone watching Song Qianfan sent back a message. Is there a need to send me away for that?"

Qiu Chuchong, "..."

"If you didn’t trust me, why involve me in the investigation in the first place? It’s truly hurtful to a harmless young woman."

"Forget it, forget it. Ultimately, Qiu Chuchong fears Song Qianfan’s connection to the royal family. He’s not been promoted for ten years, understandable..."

This remark, like a dagger, pierced Qiu Chuchong’s heart. His face darkened; it’s true he hadn’t been promoted in ten years, but... who was actually heartbroken here!

With a stern, dark face, he called to Su Juan, "Wait, suddenly recall I no longer need that memorial."

Su Juan silently paused her steps, returning to Qiu Chuchong, beneath a calm exterior cursing internally, "He pushed me away before and now bullies me again."

"To bully a borrowed hand like this, no wonder being Jingzhao Prefect for ten years, solving so many major cases, he couldn’t get promoted, offending others, lacking support from the people!"

Another figurative arrow shot into Qiu Chuchong’s heart, he was left with nowhere to vent, grinding his teeth in anger... looking at Su Juan’s still innocent, naive face:

You are brilliant! You are clever!

You almost offend the entire court; forget ten years, even given decades, you’ll never have a chance to ascend!