Along the route from the capital to the northern frontier, the supply train passed through numerous post stations. To ensure the safety of the military supplies, the train would stay overnight at these post stations each day.
Having a post station meant that Ye Jingchen wouldn't have to wash his own clothes along the way. Of course, whether or not he washed his clothes wasn't important at all; what was important was that he might have to share a room with Xie Chang'an the whole time.
If he had known, he wouldn't have brought so many palace guards.
Lying in bed, Ye Jingchen took out the letter that Ye Jinghe had given him before he left that morning.
Although he only left today, Ye Jinghe had already written him a letter before he set off, but he had been on the road all day and hadn't had time to read it properly.
Now that I'm lying in bed, I finally have time to read the letter.
However, when he opened the letter, he found that it contained only one sentence.
"Brother, I will protect the East Palace for you."
Ye Jingchen understood, of course, that Ye Jinghe was guarding not only the palace itself, but also the location of the Eastern Palace.
Ye Jinghe was far more talented and hardworking than him in calligraphy, but unfortunately, he still couldn't compare to Ye Jingyu.
Although he is much better than Ye Jingyu in many aspects, there are two areas where he is inferior to Ye Jingyu.
One is calligraphy, the other is interpersonal relationships.
The saying goes, "One's handwriting reflects one's character; seeing one's handwriting is like seeing the person in person." A person's handwriting is closely related to their personality.
Ye Jingyu has always been a well-mannered child. This kind of demeanor is most appreciated by elders who are prudent, upright, self-disciplined, and highly respected. Therefore, he is skilled in writing regular script, which is neat, orderly, dignified, and beautiful. No one in the Wenhua Hall can surpass him.
Like Xie Chang'an, Ye Jinghe also liked to write cursive script, and even wild cursive script. However, Ye Jinghe also practiced regular script, because when writing letters to him or handing in assignments, Ye Jinghe always wrote in regular script, neatly and meticulously.
He was multitasking, not to mention that besides practicing calligraphy, he also devoted more energy to martial arts, so it's quite normal that his calligraphy wasn't as good as Ye Jingyu's.
As for popularity—
Let's not talk about it.
Although Ye Jinghe and Xie Chang'an had different reasons for not wanting to make friends, the result was the same.
Thinking about it this way, although he and Xie Chang'an were like oil and water, they still had a lot in common.
No wonder they were allies in their past lives!
Ye Jingchen was thinking when he glanced at Xie Chang'an, only to find Xie Chang'an sitting on the soft couch, staring straight at him.
Perhaps because the bed and the couch were some distance apart, and because he was too familiar with Xie Chang'an and had become immune to his gaze, he hadn't noticed at all.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Ye Jingchen asked, puzzled.
"What are you looking at?" Xie Chang'an asked instead of answering.
"I'm reading the letter Jinghe wrote to me," Ye Jingchen said, waving the letter in his hand.
Although they were far apart, martial artists, especially those skilled in archery, always had excellent eyesight. Ye Jinghe's handwriting on the letter was neat, and there was only one sentence. Xie Chang'an immediately understood the contents of the letter.
He sneered, "Ha, you'd be better off relying on me than on that little madman!"
Is it really necessary to spend so much time looking at just this one sentence?
Anyone can say nice things, but the key is to actually do them!
The little madman finally managed to become a captain, but the emperor found a reason to demote him. It seems unlikely that the emperor would let the little madman take charge of the guard battalion, but he will soon be able to control the Divine Might Army!
He will always be the most useful person to Ye Jingchen!
Ye Jingchen couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He remembered that Xie Chang'an had said something similar before, when Xie Chang'an was still wary of him.
"If I'm so greedy, can't I at least make two, three, four, or even five backup plans?"
He had wanted to say this to Xie Chang'an before, but back then he wasn't as familiar with Xie Chang'an as he is now. If he had said it, Xie Chang'an would probably have been even more wary of him.
Xie Chang'an: ......
Is greed a good word? Why is Ye Jingchen able to say it so confidently?
Ye Jingchen put away the letter and lowered the bed curtains to block Xie Chang'an's view.
"sleep!"
The curtains were very thick, and when they were drawn, Xie Chang'an could only see a blurry shadow.
Xie Chang'an also closed his eyes, but not to sleep, but to make it easier to capture the sounds in the room.
For example, Ye Jingchen's breathing and heartbeat.
The breathing and heartbeat sounds of a person when they are awake and when they are asleep are different.
He was a very patient hunter, and after waiting silently in the darkness for about fifteen minutes, Ye Jingchen's breathing and heartbeat finally became steady.
Just to be on the safe side, he waited another 15 minutes.
After confirming that Ye Jingchen was truly asleep, he got off the soft couch, quietly approached Ye Jingchen's bed, and then pulled back the heavy curtains, revealing Ye Jingchen sleeping soundly on the bed.
Chenxi noticed Xie Chang'an getting up, but he didn't show himself; instead, he watched Xie Chang'an from the darkness.
Ye Jingchen had made an agreement with Xie Chang'an, and he knew that Ye Jingchen hated people who didn't keep their promises.
So he waited for Xie Chang'an to break the agreement, and then caught him red-handed.
However, after Xie Chang'an drew back the curtains, he did nothing. Instead, he moved a chair from the table and placed it next to the bed. He sat in the chair and did nothing but watch Ye Jingchen sleep intently.
He used to think Ye Jingchen's face was nothing to look good. He hated Ye Shengping, and naturally hated anything that resembled Ye Shengping.
But at some point, he began to like the pair of eyes that most resembled Ye Shengping's.
He liked the way Ye Jingchen looked at him; his eyes were bright, as if they were filled with light.
Those eyes were gentle and sincere, as if you could see into his heart.
In fact, from the moment he fell in love with those eyes, he may have already fallen in love with this person, but he just didn't realize it.
Xie Chang'an mentally sketched Ye Jingchen's appearance with his eyes, feeling more and more satisfied with the image.
Finally, the dragon, guarding its beloved treasure, closed its eyes contentedly, and continued their reunion in its dreams.
In his dream, he didn't have to follow the rules set by the treasure; he could hold it in his arms and lean on it.
Chenxi observed for a while before confirming that Xie Chang'an was asleep.
Even when he was asleep, he still maintained the posture of facing Ye Jingchen, with his back straight, sitting motionless in the chair.
He felt that Ye Jingchen was right about something: love makes people lose their minds. Xie Chang'an probably really has some serious illness now!
Although Xie Chang'an secretly committed theft in the middle of the night, he still woke up earlier than Ye Jingchen in the morning.
After he woke up, he didn't move, but continued to stare intently at Ye Jingchen.
Chenxi noticed that Xie Chang'an's expression when he looked at Ye Jingchen sleeping was exactly the same as Ye Jingchen's expression when he looked at the silhouette on the screen last night.
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