"yes."
"Report!"
A soldier stood respectfully outside the main tent. "Reporting to the Marshal, Xie Shisun is requesting an audience outside the camp!"
Qin Yi's expression changed slightly. "Take him to the Marshal's Mansion."
"yes!"
...
The Prince's Mansion in Nanjing, nestled within a fragrant garden.
Nanqianyue sat at the sandalwood table, propping her head up and gazing at the sky in a daze.
Uncle Yan came over with pastries and fragrant tea. “Miss Nan, you look like you have something on your mind.”
Nan Qianyue smirked, "Uncle Yan, you must be joking. I've been brought to a foreign land, I have more than just worries."
Uncle Yan poured her some tea. "Miss Nan, are you worried about Prince Anzheng?"
Nanqianyue wanted to say "nonsense," but after glancing at Yan Bo's expression, her eyes filled with anticipation. "Does Yan Bo know about his situation?"
Yan Bo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Nan, Dongling has won, and Prince Anzheng is fine."
The huge weight that had been pressing on her heart finally lifted after the southward migration. A smile broke through her lips, but her eyes were filled with glistening tears. "That's wonderful..."
"Uncle Yan, do you know anything else?" Nan Qianyue asked pitifully, tugging at Uncle Yan's sleeve.
Uncle Yan sighed and shook his head, saying, "I also want to help Miss Nan, but my strength is meager and I really can't help you."
"What do you want to help her with?" A deep, chilling voice drifted over.
Yan Bo felt a chill run down his spine and immediately bowed and stepped aside, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Nan Qianyue frowned slightly, her repulsion barely concealed. "I was the one asking Uncle Yan, and he didn't do anything."
Xiao Chen walked up to Nan Qianyue, took her hand, and said softly, "Nan Nan, there's no need for that. I was just asking casually."
He glanced around at the flowers in the garden and asked with a smile, "Do you like these flowers?"
Nanqianyue withdrew her hand and replied listlessly, "It's quite beautiful."
Xiao Chen's eyes darkened. He took her hand again and stared at her face, saying, "I did underestimate Prince Anzheng's abilities. He didn't die last night and returned alive."
Nanqianyue clenched her teeth and remained silent.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and continued, "However, I heard that he was stabbed several times by the leader of Yudan Kingdom while trying to save an old general. I don't know if it's true."
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