The King of Yue returned to the capital, and the Crown Prince and all the officials personally welcomed him. Yan Yiming and Jian Yuyan sat in the teahouses on both sides of the road that the King of Yue and the Crown Prince had to pass. The long street had already been cleared of passers-by, but it still couldn't stop the rich and idle people from both sides who came to see the Crown Prince and the King of Yue.
There were probably a few scholars sitting in the elegant pavilion next door. They were talking about how the prince personally welcomed the King of Yue, which showed the deep love between the brothers. They also said that there were the King of Yue and General Shao in Peking as witnesses, and now Chen Xia's kingdom was as stable as Mount Tai.
Jian Yuyan just smiled indifferently when he heard this. The relationship between the Crown Prince and the King of Yue had long been unclear because of a woman.
Whether it was what Yan Yiming said to him at the beginning, or the fact that Nangong Ye did not blame Nangong Xuan after Yan Yiming's death but asked to leave the fiefdom, all of these proved that Yan Yiming's death was too strange.
Jian Yuyan roughly guessed that the King of Yue should know the cause of Yan Yiming's death, and the Crown Prince really believed that Yan Yiming died because of him.
The two men reached a strange harmony, and when they meet now, they are like brothers, and everyone praises them.
Although she no longer cares about being seen by others, Yan Yiming still put on a veil. She said that he and Jian Yuer are siblings after all, and it would be a trouble if others knew about it.
Jian Yuyan really couldn't find any fault with Yan Yiming's thoughtfulness. In the morning, sitting aside and watching Yan Yiming getting dressed, he actually felt a sense of peace and comfort as if time was quiet and peaceful. He stood up and took the ink from Yan Yiming to draw eyebrows for him. Yan Yiming was very worried and handed him the ink, "If you can't draw it well, I will..."
Jian Yuyan gently lifted her chin with one hand, and drew a line with skillful technique. Hearing this, he smiled teasingly, "What about you?"
Yan Yiming kept this action obediently and blinked at Jian Yuyan, "I'll let you help me draw every day."
"I'm very happy to do it." Jian Yuyan smiled, carefully looked at the lightly drawn eyebrows and let go of Yan Yiming, "Take a look, how about it?"
The faint facial features in the bronze mirror were not very clear, but one could still see that Jian Yuyan's eyebrows were very well drawn, which made her face look even more graceful and beautiful. Yan Yiming kissed Jian Yuyan on the cheek with satisfaction. After being caught by Jian Yuyan for another long and deep kiss, he let her go and left the plum garden together.
Now the sound of horse hooves coming from afar broke the hustle and bustle of Jinling's long street. The scholars nearby finally stopped their loud conversation and looked in the direction of the horse hooves sound.
It still carries the solemn and murderous atmosphere that is only found in the north, and suddenly fills the warm land of the south of the Yangtze River.
The sound of horse hooves gradually approached. Yan Yiming looked up and saw the man in the lead sitting high on a horse. He was wearing a black robe and soft armor, and his posture was upright. His hands holding the reins were heavy and powerful. His black hair was tied under a silver crown, revealing his handsome features.
The face looked more and more like Nangong Xuan, yet not exactly the same.
Two years is enough time for a young boy to completely shed all his immaturity. The slaughter in the north has made the boy upright and sharp. At this moment, there seems to be no trace of familiarity.
The boy in his memory who would blush because of her teasing and cry with red eyes because of her leaving is still vaguely in front of him, but the way they met again has changed. Yan Yiming stared at Nangong Ye, who has now turned into a man, and suddenly felt a little dazed.
Nangong Ye looked towards the teahouse on his left as if he had sensed something, and met the woman who was looking at him with her face covered.
Nangong Ye only felt that the woman's eyes looking at him were distant and steady, and her eyebrows and eyes looked somewhat familiar. When he saw Jian Yuyan beside the woman, Nangong Ye raised the corners of his lips slightly and clasped his fists as a greeting. He glanced at the woman next to him lightly, and rode away without stopping for a moment.
Jian Yuyan smiled and turned to Yan Yiming and said, "The King of Yue really recognized you as his sister."
"Hmm," Yan Yiming responded softly. This face looked very similar to Jian Yuer, and now he happened to appear next to Jian Yuyan. If it weren't for the red mole at the end of the eye, even the people around Jian Yuer would not be able to recognize him.
Not to mention Nangong Ye who only glanced at him from afar.
Unrecognizable... is actually the best.
After a long time, the long street of Jinling returned to its former hustle and bustle. Yan Yiming took off her veil and sipped the tea carefully. It was not the Huangshan Maojian that Jian Yuyan liked, but the Biluochun that she drank most often.
Jian Yuyan remembered Yan Yiming's favorite tea. At that time, he once again sighed that Yan Yiming really had a connection with the deceased Crown Princess. It was not only because of her name and the red mole at the end of her eye, but also because of her favorite Biluochun. Yan Yiming's eyes flickered as he teased him with a smile, "You even know what kind of tea he likes to drink. Do you really not like it at all?"
Jian Yuyan gently pinched her waist and explained helplessly, "It's not that I remember what kind of tea the Crown Princess liked, but after the Crown Princess died, the Crown Prince never drank tea other than Biluochun again."
Yan Yiming opened his mouth, probably because he had not expected that a self-centered man like Nangong Xuan would one day have such subtle emotional behavior.
It’s just that Nangong Xuan has passed away after all, and the person who is willing to drink Biluochun with her now is not Nangong Xuan, but Jian Yuyan.
Jian Yuyan took half a day off and stayed in the teahouse with Yan Yiming. Finally, she was called away by the people from the East Palace. Before leaving, she asked Yan Yiming if he wanted her to take her back.
Yan Yiming looked at the guard beside him whose face was red with anxiety and acted like a good person, "Business is more important, I will sit for a while and then go back."
Jian Yuyan whispered in Yan Yiming's ear, "Wait for me obediently tonight."
Yan Yiming's ears were a little sensitive. He shrank slightly, smiled, glared at him, and pushed the man away. He watched Jian Yuyan's figure disappear downstairs, then he took out Jian Yuyan's card and looked at the data on it.
Jian Yuyan's favorability has now reached 80%, and various data are slowly rising with the increase in favorability, but his decision-making ability is still rising slowly.
Yan Yiming couldn't help but ask Xiao Pingguo, "Was my previous guess correct? Is it true that the former royal family member is Jian Yuyan and not someone else?"
Although it was forbidden to reveal spoilers, Xiaopingguo did not hide what Yan Yiming had guessed, and nodded solemnly to confirm, "It is indeed him."
Yan Yiming looked at the worrying number and held his forehead. "According to this trend, how can Jian Yuyan compete with Nangong Xuan?"
Little Apple closed her mouth again without saying a word. Yan Yiming sighed, put the cards away and walked out of the teahouse. When he looked up, he happened to bump into an unexpected but familiar figure.
Yan Yiming had never expected to meet Jiang Yi by chance, but he didn't show any surprise when he saw him. He smiled, bowed, and called him "Mr. Jiang."
"You recognize me," Jiang Yixing said.
"I met Mr. Jiang once, and also heard Mr. Jian mention him," Yan Yiming smiled.
When he first discovered that Jian Yuyan had thoughts about Jian Yuer, even Jiang Yi was shocked. He was also really shocked that there was someone who looked so similar to Jian Yuer. If Jian Yuer did not have a sister from the same mother, one would really wonder if this woman was a young lady who was lost outside the Jian family.
However, Jiang Yi still remembered that at Fuyu Mountain, this woman ran into Jian Yuer in a panic. But when she saw him again today, he did not show any of his misbehavior that day, and he mentioned Jian Yuyan so calmly.
Furthermore, Yan Yiming was talking about the time when he met Jian Yuer at Fuyu Temple, but she did not recognize him, so how did she know that it was him and not someone else who accompanied Jian Yuer that day? Also, he always remembered the smile on the woman's face when she suddenly turned around. Jiang Yi was sure that she must have recognized him a long time ago and even knew that he would appear there.
But at this moment Yan Yiming didn't mention this matter at all. He was like two different people. Jiang Yi looked at the familiar facial features of the woman in front of him and always felt that there was an lingering contradiction and something was wrong.
"You..." Jiang Yi's eyes were fixed on Yan Yiming's face. He wanted to ask her if she had seen him before but finally did not ask. These things could be found out even without asking. Besides, Jiang Yi did not think that this woman would tell him the truth.
Jiang Yi didn't ask Yan Yiming and there was no need to explain anything to him. He simply said a few words and turned to leave. After Yan Yiming left, Jiang Yi signaled the servant beside him to follow Yan Yiming. After a while, the servant came back and told Jiang Yi that the girl had gone to the plum garden.
The return of the King of Yue to the capital was a great joyous event. His Majesty was in much better spirits because of the King's return. The palace banquet went quite well. The only small surprise was that an important official wanted to act as a matchmaker between the King of Yue and his daughter, but the King of Yue blocked his request by saying that it was not appropriate to marry because the border was not yet peaceful.
The Queen and the Crown Prince both looked at Nangong Ye with complicated eyes, but His Majesty praised the King of Yue for his ambition.
His Majesty was in a very good mood, and the palace banquet lasted until the evening. Just as Jian Yuyan had said, Jian Yuyan did not appear in the Plum Garden until night fell.
Jian Yuyan drank a lot of wine, and his eyes were a little blurry at the moment. He spoke in a lazy and drunken tone. After entering the house, he half-lay on the bed, tilted his head and watched Yan Yiming busy in and out making sobering tea.
Yan Yiming had finished bathing and was now wearing a snow-white single garment with an outer skirt over it. Jian Yuyan looked at her slender neck and scattered long hair, and slowly, the wine he drank tonight turned into fire in his stomach.
Yan Yiming hadn't noticed anything yet. She had read the plot summary today. In the plot, Jian Yuer had been waiting at Jian Mansion for Jian Yuyan to come back and talk. She even asked someone to pass on the message, but Jian Yuyan either didn't see it or pretended not to see it. He didn't go back to Jian Mansion but came here directly.
To be honest, he was a little surprised. When handing the sobering tea to Jian Yuyan, Yan Yiming deliberately said to him with concern, "You were here yesterday. Why don't you go back home tonight? If someone is waiting for you..."
A drunk person would definitely not like the taste of sobering tea, and Jian Yuyan was no exception. What's more, what he wanted to drink at the moment was not tea at all. He took a sip and threw the cup aside.
Before Yan Yiming finished speaking, Jian Yuyan suddenly pulled Yan Yiming. Yan Yiming didn't react in time and bumped into Jian Yuyan. Jian Yuyan took advantage of the situation and wrapped him on the bed, then put his arms around his slender waist.
"I won't be going back home tonight, and I won't be going back every night from now on," Jian Yuyan said slowly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes smiling very beautifully. She carefully brushed away the loose hair on Yan Yiming's cheek, and her warm lips slowly moved down along those beautiful almond eyes.
The thin clothes were thrown aside, and layers of curtains fell to block the figure. The woman's faint moans could be heard in the flickering candlelight. Jian Yuyan held Yan Yiming's slightly trembling hand, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"A Ming," Jian Yuyan called Yan Yiming in a hoarse but joyful voice. Yan Yiming frowned and pushed him.
Jian Yuyan chuckled and cursed "liar", then he embraced him again. Yan Yiming did not struggle. After a long time, Little Apple made a faint report, "The current favorability has reached 90. Please accept it again..."
Glancing at Yan Yiming who had fallen asleep, Xiao Pingguo suddenly felt that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, and immediately shut her mouth shyly.
Please keep up the good work, host...
Forget it, I'd better go to bed early today and try again another day.
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