Chapter 57: Return to Beijing: There are other things in the book. Should we try them? ...
Jiang Yueying was stunned. How did Xie Yuting know that the Cold-robed Swordsman hated dirt? And from his tone, it seemed he knew this man was handsome...
Damn it, I could actually hear Xie Yuting praising another man for his handsomeness.
Complex thoughts flashed through her mind, and she asked tentatively, "Do you... know the Cold-Coated Swordsman?"
Xie Yuting said decisively: "I don't know him."
"Then how do you know he..."
"It's just a chance encounter."
Jiang Yueying was even more curious: "Have you seen what he looks like?"
"I happened to meet you."
Her mouth opened slightly, she was really surprised. Few people had seen the appearance of the Hanyi Swordsman. After all, he was elusive and his whereabouts were unknown, and he always wore a conical hat.
Even though they stayed in the cave for a whole night and didn't see each other take off their hats, Xie Yuting actually saw the other person's true appearance, which sounded even more outrageous than the rumors.
Jiang Yueying was a little suspicious. Was Xie Yuting teasing her again?
"So what does he look like?" She stared at his face carefully, trying to find any signs of him lying.
Xie Yuting grabbed her chin and said nastily, "What's your intention in asking about other men in front of your husband?"
She pursed her lips: "I just asked casually..."
"Really?" He suddenly approached, and the oncoming fragrance of ginkgo leaves touched my nose.
"They say appearance reflects the heart. Since the Hanyi Swordsman is good-looking, he shouldn't do something like digging up the imperial tomb." She lied to change the subject.
"That's true. I'm so handsome and elegant, I'm definitely a gentleman, a rare sight in this world."
Jiang Yueying: "..."
What are you connecting with?
Who praised you? You are so shameless.
"Do you also think that the Cold-robed Swordsman was wronged?"
Jiang Yueying was a little worried. The rumors were spreading like wildfire. She was sure that those pedantic officials in the government would believe them and go to arrest the Hanyi Swordsman and bring him back to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation.
After all, that man had saved her life, and she didn't want to see him imprisoned. Even if he could be cleared of the charges in the end, he would still have to suffer torture, which was too cruel.
Wait, it seems that Xie Yuting is just working in the Ministry of Justice.
Could you please look after him when the time comes?
"I wasn't wronged, but framed," Xie Yuting said with certainty.
"What's the meaning?"
"Because I know who stole the burial objects."
Jiang Yueying widened her eyes. This guy actually knew about such a big thing a long time ago. He was indeed a person with an intelligence network all over Kyoto.
"So, are we going to expose it directly?"
On second thought, no, if Xie Yuting took the initiative to expose it, then countless fingers would be pointed at him, and it would be difficult for him to stay out of it.
What should I do?
"Don't worry. Now we only need an official from the Ministry of Works to work for us. It would be best if he is an upright person who doesn't usually get involved in court disputes." Xie Yuting unfolded his folding fan and shook it gently, as if he already had a candidate in mind.
Jiang Yueying paused, vaguely guessing: "Could it be... Minister Meng?"
Minister Meng Ruhui is straightforward and honest. He has always been incompatible with other officials and has often been ostracized. Last time at the Fourth Prince's birthday banquet, it was he who bluntly pointed out that "Blue Bird and White Mountain Preface" was a fake, causing the Fourth Prince's wife Qin Wangyou to completely fall out of favor.
The reason why Jiang Yueying dared to take this step to attack Qin Wangyou was that she had inquired about Minister Meng's temperament and knew that he would definitely dare to point out that the calligraphy was a fake, so she imitated "Blue Bird and White Mountain Preface".
However, Minister Meng is indifferent to fame and fortune and never participates in the fight for the throne. It may not be easy to win him over to the Eastern Palace.
The biggest regret would be if in the end all your efforts were in vain.
Xie Yuting saw what Jiang Yueying was thinking, pinched her nose, and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten the souvenir that the Master left for me?"
Jiang Yueying's eyes lit up. Could it be that... Minister Meng was also a disciple of Old Tutor Du in the past?
The other party nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled.
The east wind blows the willow branches, and the fine leaves rustle.
The carriage soon arrived at the East Palace. Jiang Yueying lifted her skirt and slowly got off the carriage. She looked up at the plaque hanging high up, feeling mixed emotions.
I haven't been home for a long time, and seeing every brick and tile feels very familiar.
Jiang Yueying had just stood still when suddenly a strong force came over her, picked her up sideways, and ran away.
She clasped the man's neck with her soft arms. As he began to run, he bounced up and down. She widened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Xie Yuting, what are you doing now?"
Xie Yuting ran very fast, his tone quite cheerful: "Going home!"
"Hey..." She felt helpless and wanted to laugh.
"I'm taking my wife home." He added the key words.
Jiang Yueying blushed suddenly, her cheeks flushed, and she stammered, "Don't do that, it makes you look so stupid... What if this gets out?"
Xie Yuting suddenly lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Shh, we just came back, there might be people watching the East Palace."
"Oh," Jiang Yueying immediately became serious, "Then what should I say?"
"Just cooperate with me."
"Cooperate?"
"Say something sweet."
Jiang Yueying realized that this guy just wanted to see her shy and take advantage of her.
She refused to be fooled and simply snuggled into the man's arms and pretended to be mute.
Xie Yuting carried the person into Nanyuan and went straight into the bedroom.
He deliberately played a trick and threw Jiang Yueying onto the couch. There was a soft quilt underneath, and she didn't feel any pain when she fell on it. There was only the swaying bed curtains and the tassels tied at the four corners flowing like water.
As the bed shook slightly, a booklet suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of the two people.
After seeing the words written on it clearly, Xie Yuting touched his chin with interest.
Jiang Yueying was in a daze for a long time before she came back to her senses. She sat up from the couch and the first thing she saw was a few words on the booklet: "Strategies of Romance".
“…………”
There was a long silence.
Jiang Yueying remembered that this book was bought by Qingge. At that time, she planned to deal with Qin Wangyou, but she didn't understand the scheming and calculation, so Qingge mistakenly bought the book of skills to conquer his beloved.
This isn't a strategy book, but a guide on how to win the heart of your ideal...
I didn't think much about it at the time and just stuffed it into the empty space above the bed.
Oh no, I hope Xie Yuting didn’t misunderstand.
She looked up cautiously and glanced at Xie Yuting, and found that this guy was smiling meaningfully and seemed to be very interested in the book.
Jiang Yueying tried to explain: "I didn't buy this."
"I understand," Xie Yuting said politely, "This book wasn't bought by the little princess. It just happened to appear on our couch out of nowhere. What a coincidence."
Jiang Yueying was so sad that she could not even cry or defend herself.
He picked up the booklet and flipped it open casually, and happened to turn to the chapter on love. What caught his eyes were all disgusting and corny words. Turning a few pages more, he found the private conversations between husband and wife, the content of which made him blush and his heart beat fast.
So he began to study it seriously.
He nodded as he read, muttering to himself, "I've learned a lesson."
Seeing that he looked like he was ready to study, Jiang Yueying couldn't help but ask, "Are you addicted to reading?"
"Little Princess, your book is very well written, but why didn't you learn the essence of it?"
“Again, not my book.”
Xie Yuting shrugged, lowered his head and continued to study hard.
In fact, Jiang Yueying had not read this book seriously, so she didn’t understand what Xie Yuting was so excited about. Was it really good?
She pretended to be nonchalant and was about to take a peek, but Xie Yuting suddenly looked up with a burning gaze, and his handsome face moved closer and closer, almost to a kiss.
He stopped at a fraction of a second, his peach blossom eyes gazing deeply at the girl.
The two of them were breathing in unison. Jiang Yueying couldn't stand the burning gaze and turned away in panic, with her ears turning red without her permission.
A hot low laugh reached my ears.
Jiang Yueying glared at him, not understanding what this guy was so proud of.
Xie Yuting said, "The book says that if you stare at someone closely and they blush, it means you like them."
"...Nonsense, I'm just angry!"
"The book also says that women always use anger to cover up their shyness."
"This book must be made up!" Jiang Yueying snatched the booklet from her hand.
Xie Yuting spoke slowly and frivolously, "The last page of the book says that there are always people who refuse to admit they're tempted, and that's why they want to destroy the book."
Jiang Yueying, who was about to tear up the book: "..."
She was angry. What a crappy book! It was always against her.
She was so angry that she turned to the last page quickly, only to find that it was empty and just a blank sheet of paper.
"Xie Yuting, you're playing tricks on me again!"
Jiang Yueying was completely enraged and embarrassed. Even with her good temper, she couldn't stand such teasing. She directly grabbed Xie Yuting's neck and rode on him.
Finally, I managed to piss someone off, and a certain prince was very pleased.
Xie Yuting did not resist, but lay flat on the couch obediently. He even took the initiative to pull her hand and put it on the jade buckle on his waist, smiling in a rather playful manner.
"Little princess, you will be uncomfortable if you use this position for the first time."
A low and hoarse voice came into his ears. Jiang Yueying was riding on him, her face flushed red. It was not right for her to move, but if she moved down, she would lose the momentum. So the two of them stood still, their eyes meeting, staring at each other.
Her hairpin was loose, and her long black hair fell down, like green willows sweeping across his chest.
Her earlobes were red as blood, and her mouth opened and closed: "You, you try to imitate those words from the book again!"
"You don't learn yourself, and you're not allowed to learn alone. How can this be justified?"
"you!"
Jiang Yueying couldn't argue with him and tried to pull away, but was grabbed by the waist. Xie Yuting took advantage of the situation and pressed her under him.
"The book also teaches other things. Should we try them?"
His hand was on the tie of her dress, with the vague intention of tearing it open.
In an instant, Jiang Yueying's whole body tensed up.
Although she didn't reject it and was ready to consummate her marriage with Xie Yuting as soon as she returned to Kyoto, but... she couldn't indulge herself as soon as she got back!
At least... I have to go to the Queen's palace to pay my respects first.
He was greeted by a refreshing and tranquil sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. He lowered his head and rubbed the girl's cheek, like a wild animal sniffing its own prey, and slowly opened his mouth.
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Listen to the sound, it is Yulang.
Jiang Yueying lay on the couch, not daring to breathe. She was thankful that Xiao Lang came in time, otherwise she would have been eaten up.
However, Xiao Lang usually doesn't come to disturb them unless something big happens.
Her heart was lifted again and she pricked up her ears to listen.
Yu Lang said solemnly from outside the door: "Your Highness, the imperial mausoleum's burial objects have been stolen again. This time, he was discovered by the soldiers guarding the mausoleum. Now, the Jinwu Guards and the Kyoto detectives are chasing him in the streets."
Xie Yuting asked, "Who robbed the tomb?"
Yu Lang said angrily, "He calls himself the Cold Clothes Swordsman!"
Jiang Yueying was so scared that she pushed Xie Yuting away, her face full of panic and worry.
Xie Yuting: "..."
Calling yourself the Cold-Clothed Swordsman?
This is ridiculous. I'm not dead yet.
"Let's go and catch him too." He sneered.
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