Shen Qingyu: "If you don't kill her, she'll steal your man."
Qi Su: "What can be taken away is not mine."
Shen Qingyu suddenly smiled and leaned closer.
"I won't be taken away. As long as you're willing, I can stay by your side forever."
He smelled not only of incense, but also of wine and flowers; the mixture wasn't unpleasant.
Qi Su immediately withdrew her body.
Use disdain to politely decline.
Shen Qingyu refused to give up.
"Do you want to know what strategies the Crown Prince's advisors have regarding the Prince of Qishan?"
Qi Su: "What's it to me? I don't want to know."
Shen Qingyu: "...Don't you like him?"
Qi Su glanced sideways.
There are many kinds of liking, and my kind of liking is simply wishing everyone well.
Shen Qingyu's voice was deep, and her eyes were alluring.
"Let me kiss you and I can ask you a question. It's a great deal."
Qi Su: ...
"Is this what they taught in that training camp? It's too cheesy, you can do it yourself."
She jumped off the wall.
"That's it for tonight's walk. I'm going to find a place to sleep. You should go back and serve your men too."
Shen Qingyu sat on the wall and looked at her.
"I also know where all the beauties the Crown Prince has gathered are kept."
Qi Su: "This sounds kind of interesting."
However, she waved him off.
"I'll contact you next time I'm interested."
Shen Qingyu's long legs hung down, her clothes fluttering in the night wind.
"If I miss you, where should I look for you?"
"I don't think there's any need for us to meet again," Qi Su replied.
On second thought, this guy is in a very good mental state.
If he has a seizure or goes crazy, it could cause unnecessary trouble.
"If you need anything, just send a message to the young novice monk in the Mahavira Hall of Ciyun Temple. I will receive it."
Shen Qingyu suddenly asked, "Did you eat a lot tonight?"
Qi Su: "...What do you mean?"
Shen Qingyu slowly revealed a devilish smile to her.
"You have to eat a lot to run fast."
He extended his arm from his sleeve, and with a "biu" sound, a red firework shot into the sky, emitting a loud bang that lit up the night sky.
Shen Qingyu smiled at her amidst the fireworks.
"Run faster!"
Qi Su gave him the middle finger.
Sure enough, the beating last time was too lenient.
…
Qi Su didn't sleep well that night.
After daybreak, she returned to the city.
The shopkeeper of the rouge shop was looking out from outside the shop.
Seeing her return, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He came up and looked them over. They were all intact, very good.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The second young lady is back? I heard things weren't peaceful outside the city last night."
Qi Su yawned.
"You bet! It kept me up all night."
The shopkeeper asked considerately, "Would you like breakfast, Miss? These are fresh wontons I just bought from Granny Yuan's wonton shop. They'll be ready to eat after just a quick boil in water."
Qi Su glanced at her.
This woman is amazing; she's so considerate.
"OK."
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Miss, please wash your face first. Send the wontons to your room as soon as they're cooked."
After Qi Su left, the shopkeeper summoned an inconspicuous waiter.
"Go and tell the master that Lady Qi has returned."
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The capital city remains prosperous and wealthy.
And because spring has arrived and the weather has warmed up, merchants everywhere have become active again.
The commotion caused by Zen Master Daoci's return gradually dissipated under the sky, along with the warming spring breeze.
However, the Daxiangguo Temple was much noisier and more bustling than usual.
Moreover, the proportion of young women among the worshippers has been rising sharply.
Normally, if the royal Buddhist temple were so noisy, the abbot would have already ordered the monks to send those laypeople away.
But now, the King of Qishan resides in the Daxiangguo Temple.
The Great Xiangguo Temple, confident in its status, has become even more approachable and friendly than before.
However, those little girls' wishes were destined to be in vain.
The King of Qishan is still not in the Daxiangguo Temple today.
…
An ordinary blue cloth carriage was parked outside the Qishan Prince's Mansion, which was under construction.
Although it is said to be under construction, it actually looks magnificent and luxurious from the outside.
The current Qishan Prince's Mansion is a reconstruction of the former An Prince's Mansion.
The Prince's Mansion is located next to the Bi'an River, in the northwest of Ganjing, near the Yiqiu Gate, the inner city gate. It is also not far from the Zhuque Gate to the south.
The carriage stopped at the side gate.
Outside the side gate was a very quiet alley. Just seven or eight meters away at the entrance of the alley was a bustling commercial street.
The location is a quiet oasis amidst the bustling city.
The steward in charge of construction at the Prince's residence had already come to greet us.
After exchanging greetings, I glanced up briefly.
As the legends say, His Highness the Prince of Qishan was indeed noble, handsome, and dignified.
Although she was dressed in casual clothes, she still held a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand.
He looked completely detached from worldly affairs, like a bodhisattva who had just stepped down from a pedestal.
King Qishan didn't bring many attendants; only two young monks followed behind him.
Even the young novice monks who served His Highness had a handsome, boyish appearance.
The steward led the group into the Prince's mansion.
Stepping through the side gate, you enter the garden of the Prince's Palace.
The weather is still cold today, and although some trees have been transplanted into the garden, it still looks quite bare at first glance.
The manager explained with a forced smile.
"When the weather gets warmer and the flowers and trees sprout, many delicate plants can be transplanted here, and the garden will look much better then."
King Qishan simply looked around without saying a word.
Take a few more steps forward.
The young novice monk beside His Highness stopped the steward.
“Benefactor, please allow us to explore the rest of the area on our own.”
“Ah,” the manager said, looking troubled.
"However, some areas have not yet been repaired, and we need to consult Your Highness."
Although the young novice monk appeared very amiable, his attitude was quite resolute.
"No need to trouble yourself. We can just look around on our own. If there's anything we want to change, we'll let the steward know. His Highness doesn't like strangers disturbing him, and this is also his wish."
The manager had no choice but to agree.
His gaze shifted to the side, and another young novice monk looked at him with a slight smile.
Red lips, bright eyes, and fair skin.
The manager quickly looked away.
Good heavens, it's one thing for the King of Qishan to be handsome himself, but the people around him are all even more handsome than the last.
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Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the steward walk away.
"Alright, now you can just relax and enjoy your trip. I've taken care of everything for you."
The two young monks were Qingyan and Qisu.
The Qishan Prince's Mansion is nearing completion, and the Emperor has summoned Yun Wuyi to inspect it and see if there are any imperfections that can be addressed.
Just a few days ago they said it wasn't finished, but now it's done.
However, Qingyan also heard about it.
The day the Prince's Mansion was completed was also the day of the Prince of Qishan's wedding.
It's impossible to push it away now, and it's almost here.
Qi Su wasn't interested in the bare garden, but she was quite satisfied with the large lake in it.
Prince An was the young emperor of the former Zhou dynasty, and also the imperial uncle of Yun Wuyi.
The Empress Dowager doted on Prince An and bestowed upon him the largest mansion.
However, before the fall of Kyoto, Prince An and his family evacuated the capital and their whereabouts became unknown.
Leaving behind such a large garden, Wei Zhao's princes all have their eyes on it covetously.
Unexpectedly, it ended up being given to Yun Wuyi.
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