Chapter 94 Winter Hunt Jiang Zhuoying thought for a moment: "I'll secretly prepare for the future..."
Jiang Zhuoying thought for a moment: "I'll secretly look for some people for Xiangyue first, and then tell Xiangyue after I've found out who they are."
After saying that, she looked up and saw that the man's face was cold and stern, and the corners of his lips were turned down.
Having learned from her previous experiences, Jiang Zhuoying was now more confident, but she didn't dare to expose him directly.
That guy is incredibly cunning; not only will he not admit it, he'll also make her suffer instead.
After a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward and took the man's arm: "I am too weak and frail to have the energy. Perhaps Your Highness could help me find someone?"
“Your Highness must know your people best, and I trust you.”
She grabbed the other person's arm and shook it. The latter had a stern face and seemed somewhat reluctant, but the corners of his lips had already straightened out.
Silence was her way of agreeing; Jiang Zhuoying still had that much confidence.
At the same time, she felt even more curious. In that case... her previous guess was correct.
Qi Fan didn't want her to have too much contact with other men, and recalling his thoughtfulness a few days ago, Jiang Zhuoying knew, even though he hadn't said anything, that he truly cared for her.
She had a memory that when she was in the Duke's mansion, her uncle would not step into her courtyard if her aunt had her period.
It's said to be unlucky.
Thinking this, Jiang Zhuoying's heart softened, and she rubbed against his shoulder again: "Your Highness, you are so good. I will definitely be a good Crown Princess to you."
She has always been good at coaxing people and never hesitates to say sweet words. Now she is even more determined to cherish the present moment, be a good Crown Princess, and find a way to help her father and brother return to normal life as soon as possible.
...
Although Qi Fan rarely spoke gently to her, he was very efficient in his work, and within a few days he handed a booklet to Jiang Zhuoying.
Flipping through the portraits he had selected, Jiang Zhuoying carefully compared them.
"I think this Jiang Li is quite good. His family is simple, his parents are reasonable and harmonious, and he is currently the leader of Crown Prince Yi. His future is limitless."
Apart from her, only Qi Fan was in the room.
Jiang Zhuoying had finished flipping through the booklet and pointed to the last page: "This Li Yun is also very good. He looks the same type as Guard Pei, so he will probably suit Xiangyue's taste."
"The first one comes from a good family, the second one is good-looking."
She hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the man who was reviewing memorials: "What does Your Highness think?"
"Whatever." He said without turning his head.
Jiang Zhuoying was slightly taken aback, then pouted and said, "Why are you following my example again? Why didn't you follow my example when I said I would personally choose a husband for Xiangyue?"
"If you want to follow me, then give both of these people to my Xiangyue!"
The man finally turned around, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "Two people?"
The young woman straightened her slender waist: "Although there is no precedent for this in our Da Rong, men can have three wives and four concubines, and there is no law that says women can't!"
Qi Fan's expression grew cold: "The Crown Princess is indeed very shrewd."
Jiang Zhuoying was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but add, "I'm so much younger than you, it's only natural that my mind is more active than yours."
Seeing that the man's expression was getting colder and colder, Jiang Zhuoying immediately knew when to stop: "But Crown Prince, you are knowledgeable and experienced, so please give me some advice."
"..."
Seeing that the man still kept his lips tightly pursed, Jiang Zhuoying flattered him even more.
"I was just saying it casually. The Crown Prince is of high rank and great power, and he is so handsome. Ah Zhuo only has the Crown Prince in her heart, so naturally she wouldn't have any improper thoughts."
"……I was wrong."
...
Jiang Zhuoying's patience had run out. She said many nice things, but she couldn't coax him for a while.
She held the booklet in her hand, slowly smoothed the corners of her lips, sat up from the soft couch, and was in a hurry to find Xiangyue.
The little girl, head down, muttered to herself as she slipped on her embroidered shoes.
"Is this all the magnanimity the Crown Prince has? If he has a concubine in the future, she'll probably be terrified of you every day!"
With that, she gave a soft snort, lifted her skirt, and walked out.
Yes, Jiang Zhuoying never imagined she could have Qi Fan all to herself.
Given her background, if she had found a respectable family before the incident at home, she could have easily requested that they not take concubines.
But life is unpredictable. She has now become the Crown Princess, and her husband is the future Emperor.
It is already a blessing to be able to treat each other with respect.
She clearly wanted to get along well with him, but for some reason, her spoiled nature was brought out again.
She left with her head held high, leaving Qi Fan sitting alone in the same spot.
The man's eyes were slightly lowered, and the anger from before was gone. Bathed in the warm light of dusk, he looked somewhat lonely.
He forced her to stay by his side, clearly knowing she didn't have much sincerity towards him.
He threw down the memorial in his hand, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Thinking back, it was only that one sentence, "Whatever you want," that offended this delicate girl.
It wasn't that he was deliberately ignoring her; it was just that the people in her booklet were already his elite subordinates, whom he had carefully considered and selected from various aspects.
Whoever her maid chooses, it's a good match.
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Since moving into the Crown Prince's residence, Jiang Zhuoying has been living like a fish in water.
Feeling comfortable, the days naturally passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was time to set off for the winter hunt.
Because of the turmoil in the court regarding the selection of an heir during this year's autumn hunt, the hunt could not take place.
For this reason, all the civil and military officials, including the current emperor, attached great importance to this winter hunt, which was the first hunt after Da Rong was established as the crown prince.
Jiang Zhuoying naturally knew that as the Crown Prince, Qi Fan needed to make a name for himself during this winter hunt and change his previous mediocre image in front of the court officials.
The winter hunt was to be held at Changlin Hunting Ground, a two-day drive from Luoyang.
This is probably the farthest place Jiang Zhuoying has ever been.
Once aboard the ebony-framed prince's carriage, she was in high spirits, asking questions incessantly.
"Brother Crown Prince, what kinds of prey did we hunt in the winter?"
The man glanced at her; the girl smiled radiantly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for the trip.
The young and delicate girl throws tantrums whenever things don't go her way, but she's not very shrewd and doesn't hold grudges.
He arranged two matchmaking events for her maid, and she calmed down.
He couldn't deny that her playful banter and scolding constantly tugged at his heartstrings, like the only warm sun in the bitter winter, making it impossible for him to let go once he touched it.
He couldn't control himself and wanted to possess it at all costs.
"Foxes, raccoon dogs, deer, geese... and sometimes gazelles and wild boars will be deliberately included..."
The man spoke calmly, his face expressionless.
Jiang Zhuoying listed them one by one, but was somewhat disappointed at the end: "Aren't there any little rabbits?"
Qi Fan frowned slightly: "Rabbit?"
Too docile and too small in stature, no one would deliberately take him into account, simply because he could not display a brave and masculine spirit.
"The Crown Princess wants it?"
At first, I did think she was like a docile and timid little rabbit, but now that's not entirely true.
Jiang Zhuoying nodded without hesitation: "I want... one that's alive! And white!"
"I will keep an eye out for you."
The man nodded slightly. If not, he would have Chu Yixin buy a basket.
Of course, he didn't say the rest.
"You're so kind, Crown Prince!"
She could say such things with ease and without any psychological burden.
After thinking for a moment, she added, "A-Zhuo is so lucky to be able to marry the Crown Prince and become his wife!"
The man closed his eyes and said, "Fine, let Chu Yixin buy a few more baskets."
...
After a two-day journey, Jiang Zhuoying followed Qi Fan and moved into a tent.
Xiangyue and Xiangxing brought a lot of luggage and immediately decorated the tent like a mansion.
In addition to all kinds of bedding and curtains that Jiang Zhuoying was used to, they even specially brought her usual bath tub.
The tent was clearly divided into two areas.
The man sat in an ordinary armchair and began to review and process some necessary memorials, but she kept hearing the soft, coquettish voice of a young girl.
"Shall we place the bronze mirror here? The lighting is quite good here."
"...Is this bedding too thin? Will it be cold at night?"
"Oh no! I forgot to bring the crimson riding outfit I just finished making! Quick, find it..."
"Xiangyue! Why did you bring this nightgown?"
...
The man stared intently at the densely packed small characters on his hand until Chu Yixin came in to report.
Seeing the scene before her, Chu Yixin's smile deepened.
"Sir? Lord Gu has arrived."
Qi Fan paused slightly, glanced to the side, and narrowed his eyes when he saw the palm-sized piece of fabric that Jiang Zhuoying was holding, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Put your things away." He frowned.
Jiang Zhuoying felt a chill run down her spine. After briefly recalling the man's unbridled behavior on the bed these past few days, she reached out and stuffed the thing in her hand into Xiangyue's arms.
"Hide quickly."
The man turned around with a cold face, and seeing that Chu Yixin was still standing there with her head down, he slowly got up and led the people away.
After everyone left, Jiang Zhuoying turned to ask Xiangyue, who was busy at work.
"Jiang Li and Li Yun, do you have someone you like?"
Upon hearing this, Xiangxing, who was standing nearby, also cast a curious glance at him.
"This servant... will leave it to Miss to decide."
Jiang Zhuoying immediately understood that this person did not have a crush on anyone.
She thought about it for a moment. It had only been a short time since Pei Yun's incident, and she originally thought that making arrangements as soon as possible would help Xiang Yue forget about it more quickly.
However, it seems that being too hasty is not a good thing.
"No problem, just keep watching. Let me know if you find one you're satisfied with."
Xiangyue was fiddling with her jewelry when she heard this, she straightened up and curtsied: "Miss, this servant... this servant was thinking that this matter cannot be decided by this servant alone."
"What if I have good intentions, but the other party has no intentions?"
Jiang Zhuoying was slightly taken aback; she was still shaken by what happened to Pei Yun.
She paused for a moment: "Xiangyue, you are beautiful and clever. Now you are also someone who serves the Crown Princess. In terms of appearance, character and family background, you are a good match for Pei Yun."
"It's hard to say whether it's fate or not, especially the fate between husband and wife. Pei Yun has his fate, and you have yours."
"Jiang Li and Li Yun have both reported to His Highness that you are very good, and that they are willing to help you as long as you are willing."
Xiangyue's eyes widened slightly: "Really? They went back to His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Jiang Zhuoying nodded and took her hand: "Of course, you are doing very well, but you must not underestimate yourself."
Xiangyue turned around and hugged Jiang Zhuoying tightly: "Waaah... Miss, you're so good! I won't marry anyone, it's enough for me to stay by your side..."
Jiang Zhuoying patted her back at the right time. It had been a long time since she had heard Xiangyue cry like this. Once she cried it out, she would feel better and the matter would be over.
As their clothes rubbed against each other, a crisp sound suddenly came from the ground. Jiang Zhuoying looked down and saw that the ordinary-quality Hetian jade pendant had broken into two pieces.
"Your jade pendant," Jiang Zhuoying reminded her, frowning.
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