Chun He covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, jokingly saying, "Young Master, are you going to make the sachet for His Highness yourself?"
"Yeah, it's because I beat him." Su Mengyan picked the patterns carelessly, feeling that none of them were suitable for Situ Yao.
So she pushed away all the patterns and wanted to design a unique one of her own.
Su Mengyan thought it would be very simple, but when all five of her fingers were pricked, she realized how difficult it was to make a small sachet.
In the evening, Situ Yao came to have dinner with her unexpectedly. Seeing that her fingers were wrapped tightly, he asked, "What's wrong with your hand?" There was a subtle worry in his brow.
Su Mengyan struggled to eat with a spoon in hand, and subconsciously complained, "It's all because of His Highness's sachet."
Situ Yao clenched his fists and coughed, trying to hide the ever-increasing corners of his mouth. "Really? It seems like I'm wrong."
"Your Highness, how about you take me out of the palace and I'll pick out a nice one for you that suits your temperament?" Su Mengyan stretched out her finger that had been pierced by the embroidery needle and said miserably, "The sachet I made is very ugly, and it's not suitable for you, Your Highness."
Situ Yao thought for a moment, "Okay, but I have a question. If you answer truthfully, you won't have to make the sachet."
"What's the problem?" Su Mengyan asked quickly, as if she was afraid that he would regret it if it was too late.
"Why did you go to the bottom of the cliff to save me?" Situ Yao couldn't understand. That was Su Mengyan's best chance to escape, but she stupidly came back and climbed down the cliff alone.
In the cave, when Situ Yao saw her palm was pierced by the stone, he couldn't describe what he felt in his heart. At that moment, he thought she was extremely stupid.
Su Mengyan was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, of course I have to save you."
"What if I am not the prince? Just an ordinary person, will you still save me?" Situ Yao pressed her.
Su Mengyan didn't dare to look into his deep, sharp eyes. She turned her head away and said, "That's impossible. You are the Crown Prince."
She's lying! Situ Yao stared at her hands, which were restless. Every time she lied, she would make such little movements.
Then why is she unwilling to tell the truth?
Su Mengyan felt very confused, especially when Situ Yao came close to her, her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out.
Afraid that Situ Yao would notice something strange, she abruptly changed the subject, "I have finished answering, Your Highness, can you agree to my request?"
"Promise what?" Situ Yao pretended to be confused and asked back.
"Agree to let me leave the palace." Su Mengyan said.
"Yan'er, I just told you to answer truthfully. Did you really tell the truth?" Situ Yao asked with a smile, his eyes seeming to be able to see through what she was thinking.
Su Mengyan was speechless. She did not tell the truth. No matter whether Situ Yao was the prince or not, she would go to save him, just because he was Situ Yao, the male protagonist of this book's world.
"Did I guess it right?" Situ Yao stared at her face, not missing even the slightest change in her expression.
Su Mengyan put her hands on the table in annoyance, "If Your Highness doesn't agree, then forget it. Your Highness, please rest assured that even if all ten of my fingers are pricked, I will still make the sachet."
Situ Yao heard a lot of resentment in her words, but he didn't care. Instead, he put her favorite dishes into her bowl.
A few days later, Su Mengyan's embroidery skills improved slightly, and she no longer had to endure the daily thorns of the needle. Just as she was about to embroider a majestic tiger on the sachet, Chunhe walked in with a letter. "My lady, Princess Yunfu has sent you a letter."
"Give it to me quickly." Su Mengyan felt very strange that Yun Fu's letter was not given to Situ Yao, but to herself instead.
After opening the letter, there were only a few large words on it, "Prince brother is there!"
Some time ago, the prince's assassination caused a lot of uproar, and the news must have reached Yunfu. If there were no guards guarding the villa, she would probably run back to the palace to find out what happened.
When Situ Yao returned, Su Mengyan showed him the letter, "The princess is very worried about His Highness."
"When will the marriage between the Third Princess and the Prince of Beiliang be finalized?" Although they are already husband and wife, the wedding date has not been set due to Concubine Bai's obstruction.
"It's almost there." Situ Yao's eyes were filled with coldness. "The Northern Liang prince hasn't left the capital yet. They can't escape!"
Concubine Bai tried to prevent her only daughter from marrying into Northern Liang and kept whispering in the emperor's ears.
The next day, Situ Yao went to the inn. The prince of Beiliang was surrounded by beautiful maids, drinking and having fun, very happy.
Situ Yao came in and dismissed all the maids. The Beiliang prince, half-closed his eyes, noticed that the sound of stringed instruments had disappeared and asked dissatisfiedly, "Where are all the people?"
"The prince is of noble status. They are just prostitutes who are not worthy of being on the stage. I have driven them all away." Upon hearing Situ Yao's voice, the prince of Beiliang immediately opened his eyes wide, "Why are you here?"
"I have come to discuss the prince's marriage," Situ Yao reminded him, "The prince has been staying in our court for several months. Isn't he worried about what the Second Prince is doing in Beiliang?"
"Of course I know that," the Northern Liang prince said distressedly, "but my father said that if I don't successfully marry the princess, I don't have to return to Northern Liang."
"The prince and my third sister are a match made in heaven. They can get married at any time." Situ Yao comforted him, "Besides, my third sister has always been in love with the prince. It's just that Concubine Bai can't bear to part with her daughter, so she keeps postponing the marriage."
Situ Yao lowered his eyes, hiding the disgust in them. Concubine Bai had caused chaos in the harem, killing the previous Crown Prince at her hands, and now she was trying to frame Yun Fu. He wanted to see if she could protect her only daughter.
The Prince of Beiliang scratched his head in confusion, "I see. I thought the princess was unwilling to marry me."
He was illiterate and proposed to her purely because he was attracted by her appearance.
"Since the princess is willing, I will ask for your hand in marriage tomorrow," said the Prince of Beiliang.
"How does the prince plan to propose marriage?" Situ Yao asked.
"Of course I want to express my feelings to Emperor Qi." The Prince of Beiliang asked in confusion. Is there any other way?
Situ Yao shook his head in displeasure. "Third sister is the noble princess of Da Qi. You must promise in front of all the ministers that you will treat her well in the future. Only then will Da Qi agree to this marriage."
"I understand. Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice." The prince of Beiliang learned a weird etiquette from the Central Plains. Situ Yao smiled symbolically and quickly left the inn.
On the way back to the palace, Situ Yao's carriage was stopped. The driver was Qing Feng. After seeing Cui Mixue, he hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped the carriage.
"What's wrong?" Situ Yao's voice came from inside the carriage.
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