No, it can't be.
"The appearance of this booklet is too coincidental," Xuan Yuan Ye said.
Xuan Yuanming stiffened his neck, raised the booklet and shouted, "Did Xu Lingqing use some trick again to blind you?"
"Don't forget the purpose of our trip to Northern Chu. The matter is not yet settled, and we must not disappoint our eldest brother's expectations," Xuan Yuanche reminded them.
The three brothers' main purpose in coming to Japan was to stir up trouble and support Zhao Zhiyan to take the throne. If Xu Lingqing was not doing well, they would bring her back to Japan.
The Japanese troops were already poised for battle.
Xuanyuan Ming smiled strangely: "Then why did you help the Crown Princess prepare the antidote? With the snow and the plague, the capital should have been in chaos."
Xuanyuan Ye suddenly choked up.
"What exactly is Third Brother up to?" he pressed.
The two brothers' gazes fell on Xuan Yuan Ye, waiting for an explanation. Xuan Yuan Ye took a deep breath: "I know what I'm doing in this matter."
The two exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing distrust.
Anyone could see that Xuanyuan Ye's gaze towards Song Yue wasn't innocent.
"Third brother, you don't actually want the Crown Princess, do you?" Xuan Yuanming pressed on persistently.
Xuanyuan Ye pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Brother Sanhuang..."
“The Crown Prince is destined to die sooner or later. Most of the Northern Chu’s military forces are tied down in the Southern Frontier. If we occupy Northern Chu, the people of Northern Chu will easily accept us.” Xuan Yuan Ye said from the bottom of his heart, “Those herbs have long been soaked in the Five Powders.”
Xuan Yuanming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly gave Xuan Yuanye a thumbs up: "Third brother is brilliant!"
The blizzard that had been falling for nearly a month was gradually showing signs of stopping.
As always, the imperial court distributed porridge and cloth, and brewed antidotes in various corners of the city gate. Song Yue stood on the high city wall, feeling the cold wind, and looked into the distance.
Amber stepped forward and draped a coat over her shoulders.
"Your Highness, it's freezing cold, let's go back."
Song Yue sighed. She would wait a little longer for news from the Emperor and her mother, then she wouldn't have to deal with this anymore.
"Little girl!"
Suddenly a familiar voice came from beside my ear.
She looked up.
From afar, Zhao Zhiyan could be seen standing there, wearing a black cloak, with sharp eyes and a strikingly handsome face.
He walked over step by step.
Amber stood in front of Song Yue, looking wary.
"Why is the Eighth Prince also interested in coming here?" Song Yue asked casually.
Zhao Zhiyan steadied himself a few steps away from her and smiled bitterly: "One wrong step leads to another, little girl. I have never coveted that position."
Song Yue frowned and remained silent.
Some things, once done, can never be undone.
"How about I exchange my life for something?" he suddenly said.
Song Yue was somewhat shocked.
"The child is innocent; spare his life."
Hearing this request, she was both amused and exasperated. According to the timeline, the child in Xu Lingqing's womb might not be Zhao Zhiyan's.
It's foolish to risk your life for a child whose identity you don't even know.
“I know that Lingqing has done many wrong things. She was unwilling to accept it and was not as skilled as others. If she lost, she could not blame others. However, the child is innocent, just like you were back then. The child had no choice.” Zhao Zhiyan softened his tone, as if pleading.
Song Yue did not rush to respond.
Zhao Zhiyan turned and left: "It's windy at the city wall, you should go back soon."
As the figure gradually disappeared from sight, Amber breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped Song Yue leave.
evening
The storybook eventually ended up in Xu Lingqing's hands.
She carried the tonic soup to the study to find Zhao Zhiyan. By chance, she saw a small storybook on the table and, as if possessed, picked it up and opened it.
Upon seeing this, my blood ran cold.
Rapid breathing.
Everything in the storybook was directed at her.
When she turned to the last page, she could barely stand. Erotic paintings and tattoos came into view, and she suddenly remembered that Zhao Zhiyan had come and gone in a hurry yesterday.
Even when she confessed her feelings to encourage him, she remained indifferent.
Could it be that something has been discovered?
To conceal her back, she wouldn't allow anyone to get close to her and was always very careful. She even changed her clothes herself, and she didn't even trust Mo Xiang.
Her last shred of decency was so blatantly written into a storybook.
"Jasmine, jasmine fragrance." Xu Lingqing's breathing was a little unsteady as she opened her mouth, "How long has this book been circulating in the capital?"
Jasmine looked completely bewildered.
"Go and find out right now!" she roared suddenly, startling Mo Xiang so much that she trembled and ran away after replying.
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