Chapter 448: Very Dirty
Curses He Yanting did not answer immediately.
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu in front of him, but it seemed that there were multiple Jiang Zhiyu overlapped in front of him.
The hunting ground at the beginning, the carriage afterwards, the vivid expressions, and the secrets revealed in her heart.
Scene after scene, all overlapped on the Jiang Zhiyu in front of him, who only cared about himself.
His breathing was stagnant, his dark eyes were filled with emotions, and he forced himself to calm down on the edge of losing control.
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer.
"Are you okay, are you okay, are you okay, are you okay..."
Jiang Zhiyu's mumbling finally called back He Yanting's reason.
"No problem," his voice was already hoarse.
Jiang Zhiyu was startled: "My dear, you won't catch a cold, will you? Here, take a pill and go back to sleep quickly, I guarantee you will be radiant tomorrow morning."
"The emperor, who stayed up late and looked gloomy, cried when he saw it."
He Yanting: "..."
He took the bottle from her hand, opened it and ate a pill, but did not return the rest to Jiang Zhiyu, but put it directly into his arms.
The border is far away, so he thought of it as a thought.
He did not dare to stay any longer, took a deep look at Jiang Zhiyu, and left in a hurry.
But it was obvious that Jiang Zhiyu did not pay attention to his thoughts. She just sighed: "Why do you have to take it with you?"
Forget it, there are more than just cold medicines in it, it can also be used on the battlefield.
...
At the hour of Mao the next day, the emperor brought a group of ministers to see He Yanting off.
Although He Yanting had not been on the battlefield for several years, his heroic figure in the past was still in the memory of the ministers.
Moreover, in their perception, Wala had no one available, and this battle would be won in a short time.
Therefore, the atmosphere of the farewell was particularly relaxed.
He Yanting quickly scanned the area and indeed did not find Jiang Zhiyu.
Thinking that she should still be asleep at this time, He Yanting smiled slightly.
In the emperor's heart, He Yanting was already the next candidate for succession. Although he knew his ability, the emperor still worried.
"Remember, under any circumstances, you must put your own life first, and don't be brave alone!"
"I will remember this."
The emperor nodded, and at this moment, countless petals floated in the air.
The petals swirled in the air in a way that went against Newton's law, like a halo.
Su Bai, who was drinking tea in the tavern on the second floor in front of the city gate: "..."
Everyone: "..."
He Yanting: "..."
The only person who could create such a scene and was related to He Yanting was that person.
Everyone looked around at the same time, and Su Bai hid behind the closed window first.
But no matter how they looked, they couldn't find Jiang Zhiyu.
"What's in the flower?"
someone exclaimed, He Yanting frowned and looked at him, then took something out of the flower - it was a brocade bag with five words on it: Written by He Yanting himself. He Yanting
's smile deepened, and he stuffed the brocade bag into his arms. He glanced at the ceiling with his remaining eyes, and quickly retracted his eyes.
Petals also fell one after another.
He Yanting collected the petals that fell on him and put them in his arms. Facing the emperor's suspicious eyes, he said, "Your Majesty, I will leave now."
The emperor waved his hand.
When most of the people had left, Jiang Zhiyu, still sleepy and yawning, came down from the roof and went into the tavern.
Su Bai, who was about to leave, said, "..."
He thought he was discovered and was so scared that his heart almost stopped beating.
"Hurry up and do everything. When you hear the news of the battle against the Southern Dragons, hide in the secret room of the General's Mansion. It's best to make it miserable. It's best if you are discovered. If you are not discovered, it will take about two months. Then you will go to Xiao Yanli and make it look like He Yanting imprisoned you. Understand?"
Su Bai was slightly stunned. Jiang Zhiyu's words revealed too much information. He thought for a long time before nodding and saying, "Understood."
Jiang Zhiyu yawned faintly: "If you have anything, come to Xu's Mansion to find me."
Without waiting for Su Bai to reply, Jiang Zhiyu left through the window.
Su Bai, who was still a little confused, said, "..."
...
After seeing He Yanting off, the emperor held the palace examination without stopping.
Because his brother was there, Jiang Zhiyu followed the emperor and his friends all the way to the palace.
After everyone stood still, they cast ambiguous glances at her.
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
Who could have thought that the emperor would be so involved?
She thought that since he was sending someone off today, the palace examination would be postponed for a day.
The emperor also looked at her jokingly.
In their gazes, Jiang Zhiyu gradually... became calm.
Whoever looked at her, she would look back.
[What are you looking at? Have you eaten your rice? You have the leisure time to go back to your house to see your two new twin concubines. How old are you and you still want to imitate others to have a threesome? Can you do it?]
Jiang Zhiyu's eyes showed disdain.
The emperor: "..."
The minister who was being looked at: "..."
What is she disliking about herself?
It feels like she is scolding him with her eyes, and the scolding is very dirty.
The minister silently withdrew his gaze.
After that, the few people who looked into Jiang Zhiyu's eyes all felt the same way.
Soon, all the ministers in the palace lowered their heads, as if they were confessing to the emperor.
The emperor, who had been listening to other people's gossip and was caught off guard when he looked into Jiang Zhiyu's eyes, said: "..."
Listening to other people's gossip is funny, but it's completely different when it comes to yourself.
He wanted to make a few jokes just now, but fortunately he didn't say it.
The emperor felt a little scared and slowly looked away.
Perhaps because he looked away quickly, the emperor didn't hear Jiang Zhiyu talking about himself in his heart.
He exhaled lightly. The
palace examination ceremony was complicated, Jiang Zhiyu was already drowsy, and listening to the etiquette officer's full of nonsense, he simply closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again and woke up, he saw that the ground was full of students. His brother was standing in the first row, looking at him with round eyes.
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
[If I say that I was just closing my eyes to rest, will he believe it? ]
Jiang Bojian: "..." He
can believe it, but only a little.
I haven't heard my sister's voice for a long time, and I miss her a lot.
While he was looking at Jiang Zhiyu, Jiang Zhiyu was also looking at him.
Boys of this age grow fast. In addition to being tall, Jiang Bojian has also lost a lot of weight and seems to have become darker.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him and clicked his tongue softly.
Jiang Bojian: "..."
Can it be stabbed? Has he become ugly?
Impossible, before going to the palace today, he specially let all his friends see him, he must have been surprised by his sister!
For more than a year, Jiang Bojian studied hard in the Imperial College. During this period, because of the matter of the Sixth Prince, he locked himself in the study for a period of time. Maybe the Sixth Prince thought the plan was complete, and he only went there once in a while afterwards. He was finally able to avoid that period of time, and he didn't have to stay in the study at other times.