"You have a point."
Prince Duan was speaking absentmindedly when his hand was suddenly pricked by a needle. He was so angry that he threw the needle aside.
Yuan Can thought he had listened to his words, and was happy in his heart. He said hurriedly: "It's good that your Highness can figure it out. Then when do you plan to go and please the princess?"
He himself was not liked by the princess, but Prince Duan had at least caught the princess's eye, so it should be easier for him to please her than for him.
"To please the princess?"
Prince Duan looked at Yuan Can in surprise, "Who told you I was going to please the princess? You work hard, I will find a way to get Qian Jue out of Li Country."
This way, he won’t cause any trouble in the Princess’s Mansion.
"What method?"
Yuan Can threaded the needle, "All we know about Qian Jue is that he's the disciple of the Master of the Divine Doctor Valley. We know nothing else."
"I've inquired," Prince Duan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yuan Can, "The master of the Divine Doctor Valley has not only Qian Jue as his disciple, but also a female disciple."
"I know this," Yuan Can took the tea, not understanding what Prince Duan meant.
"The female disciple is Princess Mu Xue of the Qingyuan Marquisate. What does this have to do with her?"
"The two of them grew up together in the Divine Doctor Valley. When Qian Jue saved me, he came to Li Country to search for the Tianshan Snow Lotus for Mu Xue. Do you think this is really a simple relationship between a senior and a junior apprentice brother?"
"Your Highness means that Qian Jue likes his junior sister Mu Xue?"
Yuan Can denied Prince Duan's statement, "No, Mu Xue had already married the Third Prince, and I didn't see Qian Jue do anything at that time."
Prince Duan sneered, "Qian Jue didn't do anything, which only means that he wanted to do it but was unable to do it, but it doesn't mean that he didn't want to do it."
He found out that Qian Jue made a deal with the Queen in order to obtain the Tianshan Snow Lotus. If it was really a simple relationship between senior and junior apprentice brothers, why would Qian Jue be willing to trade with the Queen?
The Tianshan Snow Lotus is so precious that the transaction must be complicated. Qian Jue has such a casual personality that the fact that he risks everything for someone only proves that he cares about that person.
Maybe Qian Jue came to Li Country this time just for the transaction with the Queen.
"You embroider well, I'll go find Qian Jue to find out. Once I'm sure he really likes Mu Xue, everything will be easy."
"Your Majesty, wait a minute."
Yuan Can called Prince Duan and looked worried.
"But Mu Xue is already married, do you still want to snatch her back?"
He felt that Qian would never do such a thing.
It’s not about how well he knows Qian Jue, but it’s intuition.
"Why not?"
Prince Duan disagreed, "Don't look at his current appearance. Since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women. He is definitely just an ordinary person. How can he escape the love between men and women?"
After saying this, Prince Duan stood up and left.
Although Yuan Can was worried, seeing Prince Duan's confident look, he let him go.
…
Prince Duan left the yard and walked through the corridor towards Qianjue's courtyard.
Qianjue's courtyard is particularly secluded, with a lush bamboo forest next to it.
When he arrived, he saw Qian Jue lying lazily on a bamboo chair beside the bamboo forest, with his eyes slightly closed, and two servants beside him fanning him.
When the attendant saw Prince Duan, he called out "Master Yu" and continued to fan Qian Jue.
Prince Duan thought that Qian Jue would at least open his eyes when he heard him coming, but he didn't expect Qian Jue to still have his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear him coming.
He suppressed his anger and said loudly: "Master Jue really knows how to enjoy himself."
"You can enjoy it too."
Qian Jue slowly opened his eyes, raised his hands to rest his head, and said jokingly, "Sir Yu, aren't you learning embroidery? Why are you coming to my yard?"
Prince Duan became angry when talking about this matter. His chest heaved several times and his tone was extremely bad.
"This is all thanks to Master Jue."
"So you're here to thank me?"
Qian Jue seemed not to hear the sarcasm in his tone and said with a smile: "It's just a small favor, no need to thank me. I'm still waiting for you to help the princess get the people she kidnapped out of the palace."
"Yeah?"
"Yes," Qian Jue narrowed his eyes and sat up, "After all, we were abducted together, and we are both wanderers in this world, so it is inevitable that we have some feelings for each other."
Prince Duan did not comment, but raised his eyes to glance at the two attendants, but his words were addressed to Qian Jue.
"Master Jue, I came to talk to you about something."
"Oh," Qian Jue stretched out the last word, "What's the matter?"
Prince Duan took a few steps closer, leaned over and whispered, "Mu Xue."
Noticing that the smile on Qian Jue's face faded, Prince Duan confirmed his guess. He stood up and looked at Qian Jue's cold face with satisfaction, and a sense of pleasure of turning the tables rose in his heart.
"You guys go down."
After sending the two men away, Qian Jue stood up and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
Prince Duan followed him and sat down after entering the house.
"Why is Master Jue unhappy?"
Qian Jue looked at him expressionlessly, "Isn't there something wrong? Tell me."
"Master Jue cares so much about his junior sister. Her expression changed drastically when I just mentioned her name. It seems like he's deeply in love with her."
"so what?"
It was hard to tell whether Qian Jue's tone was happy or angry, he tapped the table lightly.
"Can you help me?"
Prince Duan was delighted when he heard this, "You cured my face, so it's only right that I help you."
"I'm Junior Sister Xinyue, how can you help me?"
Qian Jue looked at Prince Duan with interest, knowing exactly why he came.
"Master Jue has to use some tricks if he wants to get your junior sister."
"means?"
Qian Jue frowned and cooperated with Prince Duan, "What method will you use? Will it hurt Junior Sister?"
"No," Prince Duan said firmly when he saw Qian Jue had listened to him, "If you use my method, you will definitely win the beauty."
Looking at Qian Jue's thoughtful expression, Prince Duan sneered in his heart.
With such a great temptation, it is impossible not to be tempted.
Look, aren’t you eager to know the solution?
"Tell me first."
After a moment of silence, Qian Jue said.
Prince Duan finished his plan in one breath, and when he saw Qian Jue suddenly laugh, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"What do you think, Master Jue?"
"how?"
Qian Jue stood up, walked step by step to Prince Duan, and looked down at him condescendingly.
"Use medicine to make Junior Sister lose her memory, then let her fake her death and change her identity, and then take her back to the mountains and forests."
He spoke softly, with the corners of his mouth raised, and raised his hand to pinch Prince Duan's neck and praise him.
"That's a really good idea. I won't be held accountable by the royal family, and I won't be branded as someone who stole someone else's wife."
Prince Duan did not expect Qian Jue to suddenly attack him. The feeling of suffocation made it impossible for him to listen carefully to what Qian Jue said. He was just struggling.
"What are you struggling with?"
Qian Jueshou relaxed a little, with a bloodthirsty coldness on his face.
"You could have survived with this intact face, but you chose to target Junior Sister instead of doing anything else. Who the hell are you to teach me how to do things?"
"Don't you want to take your little apprentice sister back?"
Prince Duan was a little frightened by Qian Jue's appearance, and took advantage of Qian Jue's relaxation to ask, mustering up the courage to ask.
"I don't want to," Qian Jue looked at the red-faced Prince Duan with cold eyes and loosened his grip on his neck. "I like Junior Sister, but I won't use despicable means."
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