The commotion outside the courtyard eventually reached them. Yan Li pushed Wen Yichu aside, stood up, and said leisurely, "Would Your Highness like to see my second sister?"
"She seems to have some amazing methods."
With her back to Wen Yichu, Yan Li bent down slightly and grabbed a handful of fish food, scattering it into the pond. Watching the fish scramble for the food, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Wen Yichu: "Does Ali want me to see her?"
He turned around and looked at Yan Li's slightly thin back. He raised his eyes slightly and stared at the courtyard gate.
Ugh, so annoying.
It was a rare opportunity to spend time with his dear Ah Li, but of all people, some clueless individual had to stumble upon us.
Since we can't send her to become a nun now, why not move the marriage forward a bit? Second brother has worked hard on disaster relief, so he'll probably be happy to hear this good news when he gets back.
"Yes." Yan Li's expression remained unchanged. She glanced at the fish she had caught in the bucket beside her, paused for a moment, and then said:
"As the older sister, I am also very curious to know what ideas my second sister has to help His Highness win back the Emperor's favor."
Yan Li lost interest in fishing. After feeding the fish with all the bait in his hand, he turned around and said, "However, I am tired today. Your Highness, please make yourself at home."
She clapped her hands, then took a handkerchief and wiped all the grime from her palms before walking into the inner room.
Wen Yichu saw Yan Li's reaction and a few dark lights flashed in her eyes. She did not step forward to stop him, but said quietly, "Ah Li, don't forget what I told you today."
Yan Li paused, realizing the meaning behind Wen Yichu's words. She almost tripped and fell, grabbing the pillar beside her for support. "Your Highness's words, You Ning will never forget and will keep them in mind."
Seeing this, Huixiang quickly stepped forward to help the person up, and then they went back to their room.
"Miss, the Second Miss came to inquire about His Highness's intentions today. Isn't that obvious? Aren't you going to go and see what's going on?"
Huixiang helped Yan Li sit on the couch, her face showing worry.
The last incident involved that second young lady trying to climb into His Highness's bed. She hasn't given up yet; she's really forgotten the pain once the wound has healed.
Yan Li: "No, thank you."
"But Miss, aren't you worried that after the Second Miss says something, His Highness might actually agree to her request?"
Looking at her unhurried mistress, Huixiang felt anxious for her.
Sometimes she felt that her mistress wasn't deeply in love with the prince, but other times she felt that her mistress was just too conflicted, not even willing to be openly jealous.
It's clear that she cares too.
"Alright, if he's really like you say, able to cooperate with just anyone, then your young lady might have to consider finding a different partner."
Yan Li pinched Hui Xiang's little cheek, her tone both joking and serious.
After having her cheek pinched, Fennel subconsciously rubbed it and sighed.
It seems she was overthinking it. Judging from the young lady's appearance, she doesn't seem like she's going to hang herself on His Highness the Crown Prince's tree at all.
"Go and see if you can find any scar removal creams for me."
Yan Li seemed to remember something, so she got up, sat in front of the mirror, and pulled the clothes off her shoulders.
Her shoulders, smooth as cream, had no pores and were so delicate they seemed to yield water, making the bite marks, tinged with blood, all the more striking at that moment.
Sixteen blood spots were neatly arranged, no more, no less, distributed in varying shades and depths.
That's a real dog.
However, she didn't want any strange marks left on her body, and she certainly didn't want to relive the day's events every time she took a shower.
Fennel's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to say anything more. She simply took out a black medicine box from the medicine box.
"Miss, it seems His Highness wants you to keep Fennel. If it's discovered later, will His Highness cause trouble for you?"
As Fennel spoke, her hands honestly scooped out a dollop of ointment from the medicine box and applied it little by little to the reddened bite mark, then slowly spread it evenly.
Yan Li raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just that the bite mark is too shallow and it will heal on its own. If he causes trouble, he's just being unreasonable."
Outside the courtyard.
"Second Miss, you should go back now." The gatekeeper repeated this sentence tirelessly.
Yan Jingzhi didn't say anything, but stared intently at the person walking towards her.
"Your Highness." Yan Jingzhi straightened her posture this time, standing dignified and elegant. "Your Highness, I have a way to help you regain the opportunity to go north for disaster relief."
The gatekeeper started covering his ears again.
Their lives matter too. Can't we find a secluded place to discuss this kind of topic?
This really puts their character to the test.
Fortunately, he was always loyal to the Prime Minister's office.
He can't hear anything; he can't hear anything at all.
"If I remember correctly, you are engaged to my second brother. Now, your future husband is heading north to provide disaster relief, yet you say you want to help me. Don't you find that a bit ridiculous?"
If Wen Yichu remembered correctly, the news should have been passed on to his good second brother, but he didn't seem to care much about his concubine.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have remained aloof, watching from the sidelines, letting the Prime Minister's Mansion beat her without taking any action.
"Your Highness, please believe me." Yan Jingzhi raised her eyes, then quickly lowered them again, suppressing the nervousness in her heart.
“We can cooperate. I am willing to help Your Highness regain His Majesty’s favor and secure your position as Crown Prince. I only hope that Your Highness can help me dissolve my engagement with the Second Prince.”
For some reason, the way Yan Jingzhi looked at Wen Yichu when she stood in front of him was very different from when she looked at him through a book.
After meeting him in person, she realized that the descriptions in the text were just the tip of the iceberg. He was too perfect. She didn't want him to be defeated by that second prince.
A hint of sinister glint appeared in Wen Yichu's eyes as she carefully chose her words: "Cooperation?"
"If you really want to break off your engagement with my second brother, I can show you the way."
"Go to Yuanshan Temple to become a nun."
Yan Jingzhi was stunned. She looked up at Wen Yichu, who had a cold face and a hint of coldness in his eyes. She knew he wasn't joking, and her face turned pale instantly.
"Your Highness, that's not what I meant. I meant..."
Does what you think matter to me?
Wen Yichu had long since lost his patience. He was only willing to stop and talk to her for a few minutes to see what her purpose was.
I never expected to hear these words. Did she find out something?
However, if you don't like his second brother, you can go find him. What's the point of scheming against him? Does he look like a good person?
It seems he's been too good-tempered these past few years.
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