Yan Yiming choked on a mouthful of tea, and after a few violent coughs, he looked at Jian Yuyan in a daze and said in a hollow tone, "Sir, you are kidding, right?"
"Because of my weakness, she was disfigured and finally driven away from me." Jian Yuyan still held the paper tightly, unable to suppress his excitement. "Now I finally found her, I must find her back."
Yan Yiming put down the teacup and suppressed her momentary disbelief. Her smiling face suddenly turned cold. She stared at Jian Yuyan and said, "What if I don't allow it?"
Jian Yuyan was stunned and said bluntly, "We agreed..."
"We agreed that I would help you find her, but we didn't agree that you would leave everything behind for a woman!"
Yan Yiming suddenly became angry.
"You never know the seriousness of a situation!"
He can never distinguish right from wrong. He seems gentle and generous, but he is actually selfish to the end.
Compared to Jiang Yi and Nangong Ye, Yan Yiming really did not feel any sense of indebtedness towards Jian Yuyan. Even though she had planned it intentionally, it was Jian Yuyan herself who ultimately created such a situation.
It was because he couldn't tell who he loved that she was left with a scar on her face; it was also because he didn't dare to confront Jane and tell her the truth, which ended up in this situation; for the past four years, it was also because he was unwilling to face the consequences and wasted four years.
Now, Jian Yuyan suddenly said that he would go and pick her up in person?
Your action ability suddenly exploded, but your IQ was fed to the dogs?
Jian Yuyan did not understand what Yan Yiming said for a moment. He and Princess Lin'an had only known each other for three months. Why did Princess Lin'an say the word "forever"?
But before Jian Yuyan could think deeply, Yan Yiming had changed his usual politeness and became aggressive.
"Young Master, you are still in a shabby position and haven't reached that position yet. Don't take yourself too seriously." Yan Yiming sneered. The irony on his bright face made people dare not look directly at him. "Now I am helping you, Young Master. This is not allowed. I can say it, and you must listen to it."
Jian Yuyan really didn't know why a woman could be so intimidating. Her phoenix eyes were like sharp knives that made people feel cold. It suddenly reminded him of the suffocation when the cavalry from Beidaying marched through the long streets of Jinling when Shao Jingyu returned to Beijing.
He never yearned for a high position, nor did he dream of being above everyone else, but he had the most basic self-esteem as a man.
Obviously, Yan Yiming's behavior at this moment made this nobleman, who had always been gentle and kind, feel a little uncomfortable and even very unhappy.
Yan Yiming felt it, but she didn't take it seriously. Apart from other things, because this matter was really too outrageous for Jian Yuyan, she adjusted her mood appropriately and said,
"I understand that you miss that girl, but have you ever thought about my dignity? I lied to Prime Minister Jian for you. If you go to look for her and cause Prime Minister Jian's suspicion, and destroy all your previous plans, where will I be? I have worked hard for you, but you want to kill me. Such behavior is too chilling. I promised you that I would find that girl for you, and now I have found her, but you have not done anything you promised me. I have a good temper, but it doesn't mean I am easy to bully."
Jian Yuyan tightened his grip on the portrait. After four years, he finally found out where A Ming was. He could hardly contain his excitement, which is why he said those words just now.
Princess Lin'an scolded her, and her words were not pleasant to hear. Even though she was sober now, she still didn't like them. But after all, she was the one who made the mistake first. Jian Yuyan slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said in a lower voice, "I lost my sense of propriety. Princess, just pretend you didn't hear it."
Yan Yiming once thought that a young man as fiery as Shao Jingyu must be like the sun in the sky, but later she discovered that the man hidden under the fiery appearance was the most selfish one; she also thought that a gentle man like Jian Yuyan would always consider others, but now looking back, he is also cold-hearted.
Even though he lost his temper due to the momentary excitement, this is also the most direct reflection of his character. Yan Yiming grinned, "It would be best if you could calm down, young master."
They were both silent for a long time. After a while, Jian Yuyan suddenly asked her,
"Aren't you afraid that I will bear a grudge against you and harm you in the future if the matter is resolved?"
"No," Yan Yiming answered quickly.
Jian Yuyan was surprised. Was it because she trusted him too much or was she too confident?
But Yan Yiming sneered and said, "I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of your revenge later. As for whether it will succeed or not, it is too early to talk about it now. Let's wait until you can really get to that position."
After saying that, he stood up, said goodbye and left without any reluctance.
Jian Yuyan silently watched Yan Yiming leave, and muttered to himself, thinking of what Yan Yiming had just said.
"If you are not afraid of death, then what on earth are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid I can't go home," Little Apple, who had excellent hearing, sighed slowly. She floated in the air and looked at Yan Yiming, who still showed no joy, and said, "Host, let's go to Yujing Tower to eat."
"You're a machine and you can't even smell the fragrance," Yan Yiming said to Xiaopingguo, then smiled and said, "I know you want to comfort me. I'm not angry, I'm just not hungry because it's not time for dinner yet."
Yan Yiming wanted to eat something but was not hungry. He was wondering whether to try various snacks along the way. While he was hesitating, someone handed him an exquisite sugar man.
The man had long fingers with distinct joints and a clear and pleasant voice. He handed the sugar man to her with a smile.
Yan Yiming raised her eyes and saw Jiang Yi's handsome and smiling face only half a meter away from her.
Perhaps it was because the two of them had been like this, living together without any precautions for many years. He smiled and blocked the sun in the clear sky for her and looked at her with such a smile. The familiar past suddenly came to her mind, and she took the sugar man in her hand out of habit without thinking.
Jiang Yi's eyes became more gentle and beautiful as he smiled. After Yan Yiming saw who it was, he hurriedly took a step back, his rejection was very obvious.
"It's just a few cents," Jiang Yi said, his brows relaxed and eyes wide open, "I'm in a bad mood, so eat some candy and you'll feel better."
Yan Yiming looked up in surprise. How could Jiang Yi know that she was in a bad mood? Jiang Yi didn't know whether it was intentional or a misunderstanding of this look, and explained, "Jing's wife once said that eating sweets can make people feel better."
Yan Yiming pretended to be stupid and looked away.
She likes sweets, but Jiang Yi always thinks she eats too much sweets. She explains to him seriously that eating sweets can make her feel good.
However, Jiang Yi still withheld some of her snacks because her body did not allow it. After ordering someone to take the lotus cake away, he smiled at her and said softly, "If you are unhappy, I will make you happy. If you are happy, I will be happy with you. I will personally make up for the missing sugar."
So no matter happy or unhappy, he will always be by her side.
At that time, Jiang Yi was only a sixteen-year-old boy, but he spoke the most sweet words as soon as he opened his mouth. Yan Yiming looked up in amazement at Jiang Yi, who was already a minor but could flirt with girls. However, Jiang Yi took advantage of his position to gently lift her chin, bent down and gave her a light kiss on the lips.
The four years seemed dull, but in fact, looking back, they were the most peaceful and secure days she had experienced in all these years.
Yan Yiming lowered his gaze and fixed his eyes on the sugar man in front of him.
The graceful woman was so delicate that she couldn't bear to eat it. Just as she was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of a sugar man in Jiang Yi's hand.
The appearance of a scholar holding a folding fan in his hand.
Yan Yiming quickly looked away, gently bit off the round fan in the sugar man's hand, smiled and said, "Thank you, Lord Jiang."
After a pause, he added, "Very sweet."
Jiang Yi's eyebrows were curved, and there was no clue at all, just like he had never seen the birthday poem that Yan Yiming had written on the Queen's birthday a few days ago.
Yan Yiming has the memories of four people, but only knows two handwritings.
When I was an actor, I only remembered the tragic past and long passages of lyrics. When I was Captain Yan, it was just the cruel fact that my family left. That was the past of two tragic women, the memory of struggling desperately for a living and a full meal, the arts of calligraphy and painting that I never understood, and the poetry, books and etiquette that I never learned.
Only when she was Miss Yan did she master the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when she was Miss Jiang, she read the art of war and poetry.
It was the Queen's birthday that day, and Yan Yiming was invited to the palace. Madam Yan and the Crown Prince were both present. To avoid suspicion, Yan Yiming did not dare to use Miss Yan's handwriting, but chose Miss Jiang's handwriting, which no one could recognize.
No one except Jiang Yi could recognize that kind of handwriting. She watched with her own eyes as the Queen read through all the birthday messages, and then the palace maids piled up the papers and put them into Kunning Palace.
These papers will be thrown into the brazier after the birthday party and will disappear completely tomorrow morning.
Now more than a month has passed, and Jiang Yi still hasn't made any movement, so she gradually put her mind at ease. Even though he was worried about the handwriting, he was relieved now. After all, Jiang Yi, an outsider, could not possibly appear at a banquet in the palace. All the birthday speeches had been kept in Kunning Palace and would certainly not be circulated outside.
But the birthday poem was still obtained by Jiang Yi.
No one noticed that there was one missing piece of paper in the thick stack, and no one knew that Jiang Yi sat in the pavilion of the Jiang Mansion with the familiar handwriting for a whole night. It was not until dawn the next day that he got up, changed into court clothes, and smiled as if nothing had happened.
Xiao Pingguo kept her mouth shut, and the two of them walked together on the long street of Jinling until Jiang Yi left for something.
Yan Yiming looked at the other candy figure that Jiang Yi handed over to her. It was the candy figure of a scholar that Jiang Yi had been holding in his hand. When Jiang Yi left just now, he had easily stuffed it into her hand.
Yan Yiming turned the sugar man towards the sun, and finally placed it in a flowerpot outside the window. After a lunch break, the sugar man had turned into muddy syrup under the scorching sun.
I can no longer see my original appearance.
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