Chapter 63 The Small World Collapses
"Your Highness." Su Cheng raised his hand to pour tea for him, a faint smile on his lips, "Freshly brewed tea."
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Yan Ci took a sip of tea out of courtesy, but was surprised to find that the tea tasted very light.
Su Cheng sat across from him, looking at him with a smile, and said calmly, "Last time I made strong tea, but seeing that Your Highness didn't drink more than two sips, I took the initiative to change the flavor this time."
Yan Ci pursed his lips and smiled, looking back calmly, observing her inconspicuously, "Sister-in-law is really as meticulous as a hair."
Su Cheng nodded gently, his face neither humble nor arrogant, "I wonder why the prince suddenly came to see me?"
Yan Ci slowly twisted the lid of the cup and spoke softly, "There's a difficult question. My intuition tells me that my sister-in-law might be the key to solving it."
Su Cheng raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "I am just a country peasant woman, how can I help the prince?"
Yan Ci raised his eyes and stared at her with interest. "As long as my sister-in-law is willing, you can leave this village at any time and run towards a wider world. This is your ability."
Su Cheng lowered her head, not meeting his gaze. "If possible, I would like to help the prince relieve his worries."
"The king is recruiting soldiers, but there's no movement in the capital. What do you think is going on?"
As soon as it comes out, it’s a king bomb.
Su Cheng's expression suddenly changed, and his hand holding the teacup became unsteady. "Your Highness, how can you listen to me on this matter..."
"Intuition." Yan Ci stared at her with a burning gaze, his eyes unblinking. "Just tell me what you want."
Su Cheng met those eyes, and his mood could not calm down for a long time. After a moment, he said, "If the prince is suspicious, why not train secret sentries?"
Yan Ci frowned slightly and murmured, "Secret sentry?"
"Divide a portion of the forces you have cultivated to the capital. These people can be distributed in various industries, such as government taverns, theaters, and inns. They can even be hidden in the backyards of aristocratic families, or in the imperial harem. As long as they have a say, they can have the prince's spies."
"The situation is turbulent right now, and the King is openly recruiting soldiers. There are only two reasons for this: either the Emperor has already noticed and wants to catch him in the act, or the Emperor has been sidelined and his power has slipped away." For the sake of the plot, Su Cheng couldn't reveal everything, so he tried his best to remind him, "Which one do you think it is, Your Highness?"
Yan Ci's face turned pale, and he had obviously taken her words to heart. "Suzhou will be going to the capital tomorrow. I will send someone to accompany him. Firstly, to protect his safety, and secondly, to plant forces and send spies into the palace."
After saying that, Yan Ci stood up and walked out quickly.
"Your Majesty, please stay."
A woman's voice came from behind him. Yan Ci stopped and looked back.
"If Your Majesty wishes to protect the Emperor, you must have your troops ready before the beginning of autumn."
Yan Ci was stunned, with shock in his eyes, "You..."
Su Cheng looked at him steadily, a smile on his lips, not afraid at all, "If the prince can treat Suzhou sincerely, I am sure I can help more."
Yan Ci looked at her deeply, then turned and left, his steps even more determined than when he came.
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Afternoon
Du Heng lazily lay on the recliner that Yan Ci had someone send over, gently shaking vegetable leaves in his hands, causing the old hen beside him to cluck.
"This person, it's better to live a miserable life than to die." The sun shone on him, and Du Heng sighed comfortably, "Cui, wash a sour fruit for grandpa to eat."
"Got it!" Xie Cuicui had just delivered the medicine to the east room, and then ran into the kitchen with her short legs to wash the fruit, "Grandpa, fruit."
Du Heng took the fruit and took a bite. It was sweet, sour and juicy. "This is life—"
"Grandpa, don't be lazy anymore. Every household in the village has taken some seeds from our family. Uncle San and my brother are busy teaching them how to plant them. We have to cook lunch tonight." Seeing that he was still refusing to get up, Xie Cuicui became annoyed and stretched out her little hand to push him, "Grandpa, don't sleep!"
"You little girl, I didn't say I wouldn't do it!" Du Heng snorted and lazily stood up. Suddenly, he was pecked by the old hen. He covered his calf and cried out, "Ouch! You beast, how dare you bully me? Be careful, I'll stew you today!"
In the east room, Su Cheng listened to the grandfather and grandson fighting outside. With a helpless look on his face, he buried his head in applying medicine to the man on the bed. "It's been so many days, why hasn't he woken up yet?"
The rotten flesh on Xie Ming's palm was cut off. As the weather was getting warmer, the bandage could only be changed once a day. He was only wearing an undershirt and lying flat on the bed. His face was as pale as the day he was injured. If it weren't for the movement of his chest, Su Cheng would have almost thought he was dead.
"If you don't wake up soon, you'll be late to send your second brother off."
Perhaps it was these words that stimulated him, but Xie Ming's fingertips trembled slightly twice.
Su Cheng noticed his subtle movements, his eyes lit up, and he quickly leaned over and gently patted his shoulder, "Xie Ming? Xie Ming, wake up."
The poison had been removed long ago, but Xie Ming was still in a deep sleep. Old Du came to see him several times and said that whether Xie Ming could wake up depended on himself.
"Xie Ming, wake up."
The woman's voice came and went. Xie Ming frowned slightly, not knowing what he had dreamed about. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The warm breath spread on his cheek. Xie Ming's long eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was Su Cheng's bright little face and the cute smile on her lips.
"Xie Ming, you're finally awake."
The next moment, the man lying on the bed suddenly jumped up, and his big, bony hands tightly grasped her fair neck. Ignoring the injuries in his palms, he pushed her to the edge of the table. The teacups shattered to the ground, leaving only the teapot on the table.
"You're still alive?"
Xie Ming's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had seen someone who shouldn't be there. He tightened his grip, his once clear eyes now filled with murderous intent. "Evil woman, how dare you come to me alive?"
"I...Xie Ming..." Su Cheng had difficulty breathing, his vision went dark, and his nails dug into the back of his hand.
The person on his body seemed to be unaware of the pain, and the strength in his hands became even greater.
Xie Ming seemed like a different person, dark and paranoid.
[…Host, the small world has collapsed, and Xie Ming from the previous life has returned! ]
Fuck your system!
Su Cheng struggled hard, hooked the teapot on the table with his fingers, and smashed it hard on Xie Ming's head.
Xie Ming had just woken up and was still not fully conscious. He was hit by the teapot and the cold tea poured all over him, which actually made him more sober.
Taking advantage of the fact that the strength in his hand had loosened a little, Su Cheng took the opportunity to push him away, supported himself on the table, and kicked him in the lower abdomen.
But Xie Ming reacted faster than her. He reached out and grabbed her ankle, pulling hard, trying to pull the woman to him.
"You...what are you doing?"
Du Heng heard the noise and ran over with a spatula in hand. Seeing the mess in the room and the two people's ambiguous postures, his face suddenly changed. "You ignorant brat, why are you grabbing your sister-in-law's feet!"
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