The next day, the weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly. Yan Li, who rarely had the leisure, picked up a storybook and sat by the window to read it.
"Miss, Xin Yue Pavilion was quite lively last night." After giving instructions, Hui Xiang placed tea and pastries in front of Yan Li.
He eagerly awaited his young mistress's question.
At this moment, Yan Li was lying on her side on the couch, occasionally turning a page. Hearing this, she raised her eyes slightly and looked at Hui Xiang, not wanting to spoil her mood: "Oh, what kind of excitement is it?"
Upon hearing this, Huixiang immediately became excited: "That Aunt Su didn't believe that the eldest young lady would find a good doctor for the second young lady, so she secretly switched the medicine. Unexpectedly, the second young lady almost died from her illness."
"The steward also went to deliver a message, telling Aunt Su to stay in her own courtyard from now on, which is to say, she was confined to her quarters again."
As Huixiang spoke, she kept an eye on her young mistress's expression, but found that her young mistress didn't seem to show much emotion:
"Why don't you seem surprised at all, Miss?"
Yan Li smiled and said, "Just wait and see, the show has only just begun."
She was certainly not surprised by this.
After all, the fact that her father's steward, Mr. Li, was able to find the evidence from back then so quickly was largely due to her efforts in recent days.
Upon hearing this, Fennel was first bewildered, then suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon, "Miss, am I really stupid?"
"How could that be? You are the smartest maid in my life."
Yan Li didn't hold back his praise for Huixiang. He sat up slightly, reached out and lifted her chin, leaned closer, and whispered.
Poor Fennel, although she's past the age of being easily fooled and her mind has become much sharper, has reached the age where she can be easily seduced by lust.
Yan Li carried a faint fragrance. The moment she lifted Yan Li's chin, Hui Xiang felt as if her soul had been stolen away, leaving her completely bewildered, like a dazed goose.
"But I'm the only maidservant by Miss's side."
Yan Li's smile deepened, and she moved even closer to her. "Yes, you're the only maid I have. If you're not the smartest, then who is?"
Fennel blushed and stood up, stamping her foot. "Miss, why are you teasing me again!"
Hearing this, Yan Li laughed even more heartily, so much so that she couldn't even hold the book in her hand and casually put it aside.
"What makes Ah Li so happy? Why don't you tell me?"
Wen Yichu didn't know how long she had been standing at the door or listening, but judging from his tone, he didn't seem to be doing well.
Today, he wore a black crown with a white jade hairpin, a dark green long robe, a belt with crescent moon water ripple patterns around his waist, and brocade shoes with a black base and auspicious cloud patterns on his feet.
It was extremely meticulous from beginning to end, and it looked like it had been carefully dressed up.
"Your Highness, what brings you here today?" Yan Li was naturally unable to lie down, but he did not go to greet him. Instead, he sat up slightly and smiled at the person standing at the door.
Wen Yichu was furious. Seeing that Yan Li remained unmoved, she walked straight in and said, "Can't I come if there's nothing wrong?"
“These days, Ali really doesn’t care about me anymore. When I come here, I can’t even get a cup of hot tea.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Li waved his hand, signaling Hui Xiang to leave first, and then poured Wen Yichu a cup of tea with a rather helpless expression, "Isn't Your Highness busy?"
She remembered that in the materials and stories she had read before, no crown prince was as leisurely as Wen Yichu, who would run to his ministers' homes every few days.
Why did you kiss her just now?
The two asked the question almost simultaneously.
Yan Li raised her eyes and looked at Wen Yichu sitting opposite her. After trying to hold back, she finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't kiss her at all."
Wen Yichu couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up, took a few steps closer to Yan Li, and mimicked her gesture, lifting her chin and slowly leaning down:
"I saw it with my own eyes, Ali, are you still trying to deny it?"
Their eyes met at that moment, and Yan Li's ears turned red. She reached out and pulled Wen Yichu's hand away, saying, "Perhaps Your Highness is mistaken?"
When Wen Yi first saw Yan Li, he didn't recognize her and felt uneasy. His dark gaze fell on her face, and then he reached out and gently pinched her chin once again.
To Yan Li's utter surprise, she kissed him directly.
Yan Li didn't usually wear rouge, but Wen Yichu, who kissed those red lips, felt that Yan Li must have applied something, otherwise why would he have lost control for a moment?
Looking up, Yan Li's surprise hadn't completely faded. She touched her lips somewhat blankly, then looked at Wen Yichu, who clearly still seemed unsatisfied, and spoke incredulously:
"Your Highness, have you gone mad?"
"No."
Wen Yichu now had a somewhat rogue-like demeanor. She stood up straight with extreme calmness, looked down at the person in front of her, and after a while, slowly removed her hand from Yan Li's chin.
Beneath his sleeves, the fingers that had just pinched Yan Li's chin were now lightly twirling, as if savoring something, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.
"Didn't Ali just say that I was mistaken? Of course I have to try it myself to know if Ali was lying to me."
As he spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but his eyes were filled with a dark and unfathomable light as he stared intently at Yan Li's lips.
Yan Li hadn't expected Wen Yichu to be so cunning. Upon hearing this, she asked, "Does Your Highness feel that you've been deceived?"
As she spoke, she took a few steps back, afraid that he might grab her face and kiss her again if she wasn't careful.
Although the two are engaged, it is not appropriate for them to hug and cuddle like this before marriage.
Seeing that Yan Li was wary of him, Wen Yichu's smile deepened. He said softly, "Yes, I misunderstood A Li."
The lukewarm clarification left Yan Li with no good options; she couldn't very well force Wen Yichu to go back with him.
"Your Highness has not yet said why you have come to see me today."
After letting out a soft breath, Yan Li still felt it was best to put the matter behind her for now.
Wen Yichu saw that Yan Li's expression gradually returned to normal and became serious. "Didn't Ah Li want me to help investigate the owner behind Tingyuxuan a few days ago?"
Yan Li raised his eyes: "Your Highness, do you have news?"
Wen Yichu nodded. "We have indeed made some progress."
He picked up the teacup beside him, took a small sip, and after several surges of emotion in his eyes, he finally calmed down and looked at Yan Li, whose expression was full of anticipation:
"However, the owner of Tingyuxuan is just a writer. Why is Ali going to such lengths to find him?"
Wen Yichu tightened her grip on the cup slightly, her gaze fixed on Yan Li's face, unwilling to miss the slightest emotion she revealed.
How big can the human heart be? It's just a tiny thing.
In this world, he could not allow anyone other than her family to have a place in her heart.
Her heart should have belonged solely to him; he had already made concessions.
If it really happens that there are those cats and dogs outside...
Then he could only take action and drive all those people out of her heart.
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