Chapter 110 Black Clothes Canglan
As the sky brightened, Luohua Palace gradually became lively, and the palace servants began their busy day.
Qing Yi had just finished washing up when a young palace maid came forward and respectfully invited him to have breakfast. Qing Yi simply packed up and then pretended to follow the young palace maid.
Qing Yi accompanied Ye Qingyu to finish breakfast and went to the courtyard behind Luohua Palace to practice martial arts. His master Mo Qitian had repeatedly reminded him that although his internal energy of Taixuan Tiandun and Baidu Mogong had been channeled, he still needed to practice hard and integrate these two powerful internal forces into his moves before he could achieve success in martial arts.
Qing Yi had always had little interest in refined pursuits like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but he had a special fondness for martial arts. Now, he had a fixation in his heart, secretly setting a goal to surpass Ye Qingyu in martial arts, so that he could truly protect the person he loved.
He practiced for half a day, stopped and regulated his breathing, then returned to the front hall to look for Ye Qingyu.
In the front hall, Ye Qingyu was playing chess with the Third Prince. Nearby, a young man in a black robe was seated, intently watching the game. He had a handsome face and deep features, unlike anyone from the Central Plains. Qing Yi had never seen him before, and while he was puzzled, he remained silent, standing quietly by.
Ye Qingyu was a skilled chess player, far superior to the Third Prince. At this point, playing chess was merely a pastime for him. On the chessboard, the situation was clear; Ye Qingyu only needed one more move to secure a decisive victory. However, the Third Prince remained absorbed in his own strategy, unaware that defeat was imminent.
However, the spectator in a black robe nearby had a keen eye and saw the clue. He leaned slightly to the side and quietly tugged at the Third Prince's sleeve, as if hinting at something.
Ye Qingyu's eyes turned, taking in the small movement, but pretending not to notice. He raised his head and looked at Qing Yi, who had just entered the hall. With a faint smile on his face, he asked, "Are you done practicing?"
"Yeah, I've been practicing for half a day." Qing Yi responded, but he was thinking in his heart: Yesterday it was the Sixth Prince who came, and today it's the Third Prince. Why do these princes like to come to Xiao Ye?
"There is prune wine on the table, you can try it." Ye Qingyu looked casual and raised his hand to gesture.
The man in the black robe watching the chess game couldn't help but look up when he heard this, his eyes falling on Qing Yi, as if he was also curious about who this person who just came in was. It seemed that he was very familiar with the young prince of the northwest.
"Thank you, young prince." Qing Yi noticed the inquiring gaze and nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude. After all, with outsiders present, proper etiquette should be maintained; it was always right to be polite.
As he spoke, Qing Yi had already walked to the table, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip of prune wine. Meanwhile, the situation on the chessboard had settled again. With a light push, Ye Qingyu completely blocked the Third Prince's path and won the game.
The Third Prince looked at the chessboard with admiration and said, "Qingyu, your chess skills are truly superb! In my opinion, apart from the Second Imperial Uncle, it's probably difficult for anyone else to match your chess skills!"
"Third brother, you're joking. My chess skills are no match for his." Ye Qingyu smiled slightly and said modestly.
"Hahaha!" The Third Prince laughed heartily and waved his hand. "Let's stop here. I'm convinced of my defeat. I heard you weren't feeling well, so I came to visit you. I didn't expect to spend so much time here."
"Third brother, what are you talking about?" Ye Qingyu responded politely. "I'm already bored in this palace, and my uncle won't let me leave. I'm so happy to have Third brother come and play chess with me to relieve my boredom!"
"Cough cough cough..." At this moment, Qing Yi beside him suddenly started coughing violently, as if he had choked on the wine. In fact, he was dissatisfied: What is Xiao Ye talking about? Is he dissatisfied that I don't know how to play chess and can't keep him company?
The other three people's eyes instantly turned to him. Qing Yi quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I just drank a little too quickly. Where did you get this prune wine? It tastes sour and sweet, refreshing, and the alcohol flavor is very light."
"Is it delicious? I also think the wine tastes a bit too light." The third prince took over the conversation with a smile.
Although the palace masters were unaware of the exact details of what transpired in the Imperial Study yesterday, some vague clues had emerged. Someone had the audacity to attempt to assassinate the Emperor. The young prince of the Northwest, Ye Qingyu, risked his life to save him, but was tragically struck by a poisonous weapon. His guard, Qing Yi, then bravely defended his master, saving the young prince's life.
Yesterday, news of the Sixth Prince being severely punished by Qing Yi spread throughout the palace. Despite the Sixth Prince's disgraceful treatment, the Emperor not only didn't blame the Northwest Prince, but actually expelled him from the palace. After this incident, everyone knew that the Northwest Prince was to be left alone, and even those around him were to be left alone.
This morning, there was an endless stream of people coming to Luohua Palace to visit Ye Qingyu. Although Ye Qingyu was unwilling, she couldn't really do as the King of Chu said, "If you don't want to see me, then don't see me." That would be too arrogant and rude.
When the Third Prince arrived, three groups of people had already left. Ye Qingyu took the opportunity to ask the Third Prince to stay and play chess. This way, if someone else came later and heard that the Third Prince was inside, they would not come in to disturb him.
The Third Prince was already grateful to Ye Qingyu, and this time he came with his rumored male favorite, Canglan. He had two purposes for this trip: first, to see if Ye Qingyu's injuries had healed, and second, Canglan was proficient in medicine, and he wanted Canglan to see if he could help Ye Qingyu's injury.
"Qingyu, I won't bother you any more. This plum wine is a little gift from me, and the box contains the Jiuxuan Pill made by Canglan himself. He said that this pill will be of great benefit to you martial artists. I don't understand all this, but in order to thank you for saving my life last time, I brought it to you." The third prince spoke sincerely, and after he finished speaking, Canglan, the man in black standing next to him, respectfully handed him a small black brocade box.
Ye Qingyu was about to reach out to take it when Qingyi quickly stepped forward and snatched the brocade box. He had a feeling that there was something strange about the black-shirted Canglan, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong. He was just worried that the small box might contain a hidden mechanism that would hurt Ye Qingyu.
Seeing this, Ye Qingyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Thank you, Third Brother, and thank you, Mr. Canglan."
"Qingyu, why are you being so polite to me? We are sincerely thanking you. If you hadn't pleaded with our father for us, he would not be alive. Well, we are leaving now, you should have a good rest." After the third prince finished speaking, he turned around and left with Canglan.
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