After the hunt, the emperor and his ministers returned. Jiang Zhiyu saw his adoptive father, Jiang Zhaorong, at a glance.
It’s not that he’s so handsome, it’s mainly because his posture of covering his butt while walking is particularly conspicuous, easily attracting everyone’s attention.
Jiang Sulan arrived late and stood next to Jiang Zhiyu. When she saw her father injured, she almost fainted.
Jiang Zhiyu quickly supported her: "Not really, not really. It's not his time to die yet."
Jiang Sulan:?
Realizing that his words were ambiguous, Jiang Zhiyu quickly corrected himself: "No, no, I meant that Dad is a lucky man, he just got a little injured, it's nothing serious."
[Damn, I almost let it slip, but the original owner's father wants to wait until the emperor dies before dying, so there's still time.]
Jiang Sulan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that her father was fine.
I also gave up the idea of talking to Jiang Zhiyu.
In any case, what is certain now is that her sister knows what will happen in the future. No matter how she got it, it will be a hidden danger if others know about it. The previous emperor died because he was obsessed with immortality, and the current emperor hates such things.
Once the news gets out through someone's ears, the prime minister's residence will be truly finished.
It would be better to continue as it is now. After all, she can hear it and help hint to her father.
The future is not unchangeable.
Jiang Sulan thought so, and looked at Jiang Zhiyu with a much kinder look.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at her and couldn't help but think of the ending of Jiang Sulan in the book, and sighed.
[How pitiful! She waited so long and infatuatedly for seventeen years, unaware that Xiao Siyuan had no regard for her at all. He only treated her as a thing to show off. Furthermore, after hearing a word from his beloved, he immediately murdered her with a jade pendant.]
Jiang Sulan was stunned.
She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Siyuan who was standing next to the emperor. Xiao Siyuan smiled gently and handsomely, as if he felt her gaze and nodded slightly in her direction.
Jiang Sulan suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust in her heart.
Seeing her dazed look, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but ask, "You're not still thinking about him, are you?"
[Help me! He wants your life! If you dare to say so, I'll smash your head off. All the poison I cleared from the jade pendant and all the medicine I applied was in vain...]
Jiang Sulan didn't feel bored listening to her sister's endless complaints. She chuckled and didn't answer Jiang Zhiyu's question. Instead, she asked her, "Why did you give me this jade pendant?"
Did he want this jade pendant to remind her not to make the same mistake again?
Jiang Zhiyu tilted her head, looking innocent: "I just think this jade pendant is beautiful."
[No way! You despise me so much that you'd throw away anything I gave you, but you definitely wouldn't want to throw away anything given to your loved one.]
Jiang Sulan was stunned.
But she had to admit that Jiang Zhiyu was right. If she couldn't hear her true feelings, she really wouldn't accept anything from her.
But why did it come to this? They were sisters, so why did she hate Jiang Zhiyu so much?
Jiang Sulan was in deep thought.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiyu ignored her and focused his attention on the middle.
The hunted prey was piled in the middle, including rabbits, deer, tigers, bears, etc. The princes and young masters were all in high spirits, waiting for the emperor's praise.
Jiang Zhiyu had no interest in other people, and her eyes were fixed on a person sitting in a wheelchair.
She was dressed in a cyan dress, with her eyebrows lowered, her lips slightly curled up, as if she was smiling but not smiling, and every move she made was picturesque.
It perfectly interprets the feeling of "a gentleman is as beautiful as jade" in Jiang Zhiyu's heart.
But what stunned Jiang Zhiyu was not only his appearance, but mainly because this man looked exactly like the Zombie King she had seen!
If there's any blood on your face, stand up and take a few steps...
Jiang Zhiyu trembled all over.
She stared for too long. Jiang Sulan followed her gaze and said with regret, "That was He Yanting, the legitimate son of the General's Mansion. In his early years, he fought on the battlefield and made great military achievements. The noble ladies admired him very much. But later, something unexpected happened..."
Jiang Sulan sighed softly, "Don't look at it, she's already engaged."
As soon as she finished speaking, a coquettish female voice rang out: "Father, I want to cancel the engagement."
The third princess, Xiao Qingwu, knelt on the ground, raising her head stubbornly.
The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and the emperor held the wine glass with a calm expression.
"Father! I am ranked first. Didn't you promise that you would agree to the first place's request?"
Xiao Qingwu knelt and took a few steps forward. With a "pop" sound, a wine cup broke beside her leg, scaring Xiao Qingwu so much that she trembled all over.
"Are you threatening me?"
When the emperor was angry, no one dared to stand. They all knelt down and shouted at the emperor to calm down.
Jiang Zhiyu squatted down.
[It's far away anyway, so the emperor can't see it.]
Frightened by her rebellious heartbeat, Jiang Sulan did not dare to touch her, for fear of being discovered by others.
Everyone seemed to be bound by an invisible rope and dared not make a sound.
After a long silence, Jiang Zhiyu heard the wheelchair rolling and the man's gentle voice.
"Your Majesty, since the Third Princess is unwilling, let's call off this marriage."
Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw He Yanting bowing slightly. She couldn't see He Yanting's expression from her angle, but she could imagine it.
[This is so cool! The Zombie King is bowing down to me, I'm so proud of you!]
Both parties agreed, and the emperor had nothing to say. He just waved his hand and said, "Approved."
Xiao Qingwu immediately smiled.
She stood up: "I don't dislike you, it's just..."
Before she could finish, He Yanting interrupted her: "Princess, there is no need to explain. I understand everything."
Hearing this, Xiao Qingwu stopped explaining and jumped away.
The crowd immediately resumed their laughter and joy. Jiang Zhiyu's legs were numb from squatting, so he grabbed Jiang Sulan's sleeve and stood up.
Just as she stood up and before she raised her head, she saw the wheelchair stopped in front of her - it was not moving.
"Mr. He." Jiang Sulan saluted and moved sideways to block her stunned sister.
Although I don’t know what the Zombie King my sister is talking about, seeing how afraid she is of him, as her older sister I naturally have to protect her.
Jiang Zhiyu wasn't afraid, but her mind hadn't yet come out of that world. When she first saw that face—[I really wanted to punch him!]
Jiang Sulan:!
He Yanting's eyes wavered as he nodded in response, his gaze passing over her and landing on Jiang Zhiyu: "This must be the Third Young Lady of the Xiangfu, right?"
Since she was mentioned, Jiang Zhiyu could only come out from behind Jiang Sulan and bow like Jiang Sulan, very perfunctorily.
Jiang Sulan held her forehead and turned her head away, unable to bear to look.
He Yanting's smile widened: "The Third Miss has a good temper. I heard that she committed suicide before, but now it seems that it was just a rumor."
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