Yan Shisheng still persuaded Mu Wanyao to go back to the house.
The maids were packing outside. Muwan sat there rocking and saw Yan Shisheng come back, who brought her a bowl of hot tea.
Yan Shisheng: "Your Highness must be tired from shouting outside just now, have some tea to moisten your throat."
Mu Wanyao held the teacup in her hand and said in a strange tone, "You're not angry when I say that to you?"
Yan Shisheng said: "So far, nothing has happened in this world that makes me angry."
Mu Wan leaned forward, saying with interest: "When you put it like that, I can't help but want to provoke you."
Yan Shisheng: "However, His Highness is leaving, and there is no time for provocation."
After hearing this, the two of them were stunned at the same time.
Mu Wanyao looked away and lowered her head to drink tea silently. As she lowered her gaze, she saw Yan Erlang kneeling beside her and gently pulling her brocade sleeve embroidered with flowing cloud patterns. Mu Wanyao stared at the tea stains floating in the teacup, looking at it with extreme concentration.
Yan Shisheng said: "If Your Highness encounters any problems, even if I can't help Your Highness, maybe I can give Your Highness some suggestions. Even if Your Highness ignores my suggestions, talking to someone else can help you express your depression, right?
"Besides, Your Highness is leaving soon. Even if he told me something, he shouldn't be afraid of me spreading it. After all, I'm in a remote place like Lingnan. Your Highness should trust me."
Mu Wan raised her eyes and saw him kneeling beside her, his long blue shirt hanging to the ground and his hair tied up in a bun. There was a natural gentle temperament between his eyebrows that soothed people's hearts, which made her feel a little bit reluctant and wanted to trust him.
But Mu Wanyao was, after all, Princess Danyang who had been married off to a foreign country. She no longer believed in human feelings and only believed that there was no such thing as doing anything without benefits.
She also didn't think that a country scholar with no knowledge could come up with any solution to her predicament.
With the purpose of venting her depression, Mu Wanyao said to him casually in a bleak tone: "An old friend of mine and I have some conflicts. He may cause trouble for me recently, and I have to resolve the matter."
Yan Shisheng asked: "Can Your Majesty manage this?"
Mu Wanyao said, "My father must not know about this. It's best for me to solve it myself. Once my father intervenes, the situation will be disadvantageous to me."
Yan Shisheng asked, "What is the other party's family background like? How does he treat his relatives and friends? Does he have any weaknesses? Your Highness, do you want to solve the problem once and for all, or just a temporary solution?"
Mu Wan shook: "..."
Yan Shisheng laughed: "Why? What did I say wrong?"
Mu Wanyao: "...I think you are hinting that I should kill this person."
Yan Shisheng smiled: "Your Highness did not hear wrong."
With a "clang" sound.
Mu Wanyao dropped the teacup in his hand, which shattered on the ground and soaked the floor lichen. However, the young man and woman sitting next to each other in the house didn't care about the teacup. The two looked at each other in silence, and Mu Wanyao was shocked beyond words.
She almost didn't recognize Yan Shisheng: "Aren't you just an ordinary scholar? Why can you talk about 'killing' without changing your expression?"
Yan Shisheng lowered his eyes and said, "I was just saying this casually."
Mu Wan was silent for a long time. She was bewitched by the devil and actually thought about the possibility of Yan Shisheng's words.
Kill Meng Zaishi?
She had wanted to kill him a long time ago... She had already tried to kill him during the civil strife in Wuman a year ago. However, the man did not die.
Mu Wan shook his head: "He escaped death, I am afraid he will be very wary of my methods. And I can't kill him. The power he can use is far greater than mine. That is his territory, I can't get close to him at all. But I don't want to wait for him to find me."
Yan Shisheng said slowly: "In this case, if we cannot eliminate the trouble forever, we should postpone the matter... For example, if there is something he cares about, and Your Highness can exchange it for a very small price, Your Highness can let him be busy with this matter."
Mu Wan nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.
Yan Shisheng smiled slightly, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, squatted on the ground and picked up the broken pieces of the teacup one by one to prevent anyone from coming in and getting hurt by the porcelain fragments. After he finished cleaning up, he looked at Mu Wanyao again and saw that she was still lowering her head.
She usually has beautiful eyes, but when she doesn't speak or pay attention to people, her expression is somewhat cold.
Yan Shisheng stopped disturbing her. When he pushed the door open and left, he suddenly turned back and said, "Your Highness."
Mu Wanyao raised her head coldly: "Hmm?"
Yan Shisheng stood at the door, his face hidden in the shadows, revealing only a slightly elegant outline. He asked, "Is the old friend your highness is talking about related to Wuman?"
Mu Wan shook: "......?!"
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The next day, it was drizzling, and all the people in the Yan family, including Liu Wenji, went out to see the princess off with umbrellas. Seeing the princess's huge carriage, everyone had different thoughts.
Chunhua wore a veil to protect herself from the rain, and bid farewell to the Yan family with other maids, and gave the gifts bestowed by the princess to the Yan family. When she came to Liu Wenji, she glanced at Liu Wenji quickly through the veil.
Liu Wenji said in a silly voice: "My dear, when I enter Chang'an in March next year, I will go to find you."
While giving Liu Wenji the pen and ink, Chunhua stuffed a piece of paper into his hand. When Liu Wenji was surprised, Chunhua and the other maids had turned their backs to him, and only whispered to him when they passed by: "Wait until I leave, Liu Lang will see you later."
Liu Wenzhi clenched his hands in surprise, his eyes bright.
The maids and guards were busy, but Mu Wanyao did not show up from beginning to end.
Mu Wanyao sat in the carriage and opened a black wooden box. This wooden box was brought to her by Yan Shisheng after he knocked on her door before dawn today.
In the wooden box, a piece of paper lay quietly.
Mu Wanyao opened the letter carelessly at first, but the more he read, the more focused his gaze became.
The memorial described how to deal with the Wuman forces.
Yan Shisheng guessed that the person that Mu Wanyao offended must be the high-ranking officials of the barbarian tribe. Considering that Wuman still practices slavery, Yan Shisheng boldly speculated that someone in Wuman ascended to the throne, and the person that Mu Wanyao offended must be the king of Wuman. Since he offended the king of Wuman, the thing that hurt the king the most must be that his land and people were damaged.
As far as Yan Shisheng knows, Princess Danyang's maternal family, the Li family, once managed the border troops. Although they are no longer in charge now, the Li family has been managing the border troops for so many years, and there should be some high-ranking officers who still follow the Li family. Then they can send a small group of border troops to harass the Wuman, and not go to war with them, but abduct some Wuman civilians, or burn some camps, or stir up the relationship between the Wuman and the other four tribes of the Southern Barbarians...
Yan Shisheng wrote down ten feasible strategies.
Mu Wan shook: "..."
She held the memorial in her hands, and for a moment, she felt her heart surge, and every word was worth a thousand gold. Did he stay up all night to give her advice?
As Mu Wanyao sat quietly holding the memorial, Chunhua knocked on the car window from outside and said softly, "Your Highness, Yan Erlang is outside paying his respects to you."
Mu Wan came back to her senses. She stared at the words on the letter in her hand and pursed her lips. She suppressed her annoyance and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Yan Shisheng said outside the carriage, "Just to tell Your Highness, I asked Madam Chunhua to take away the remaining Lingxi Boluo, the agarwood that my sister and I made, and the candy that Your Highness likes. Everything else is fine, but I'm afraid the candy beans will melt, so I came to inform Your Highness."
The evening was filled with silence.
Yan Shisheng's somewhat puzzled voice came: "Your Highness?"
Mu Wanyao said in a low voice, "Did you send over a whole jar of your famous Lingnan wine, Lingxi Boluo?"
Yan Shisheng: “Yes.”
Mu Wanyao: "Would you like to have a farewell drink with me?"
Yan Shisheng, who was standing outside the carriage, was startled for a moment, wondering if the princess had forgotten that he had said he didn't drink. Yan Shisheng repeated again: "I don't drink."
Mu Wanyao said slowly, with a hint of regret: "Oh."
Yan Shisheng felt quite disappointed when he saw that even though he had given her so many gifts, she had no intention of getting out of the car to see him for the last time.
Since the princess didn't even see him for the last time, Yan Shisheng could only nod to Chunhua helplessly and turned to leave. Mu Wanyao's voice came from the carriage: "Come closer."
Yan Shisheng looked at Chunhua and walked closer to the carriage.
Mu Wanyao's voice sounded seductive in the drizzle: "Come closer."
Yan Shisheng was already next to the carriage and had to put away his umbrella.
Mu Wan shook his head and said again: "Get on the carriage."
Yan Shisheng hesitated, lifted his robe and stepped onto the small stool. When he bent over, the tightly closed door was pushed open from the inside with a clang. He raised his eyes and was stunned for a moment. Mu Wan grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the carriage.
The maids and guards below looked at each other and saw the carriage door closed again.
Being dragged into the car, Yan Shisheng stumbled and fell onto the mattress. A strand of hair fell on his cheek. He looked up at her and was about to say something when Mu Wan leaned over, hugged his neck, and pressed her lips against his.
Yan Shisheng's eyes widened, and the back of his head hit the wall of the car. He tried to hide, but Mu Wanyao came straight to him, not giving him a chance to refuse. He opened his mouth to argue, but she curved her eyebrows, seized the opportunity, and brushed her nose against his, hooking and licking him.
Yan Shisheng felt half of his body numb.
He resisted and tried to push her away, but she whispered against his lips, "Do you want everyone outside to know what we are doing?"
Yan Shisheng's whole body became even stiffer.
With his back against the car wall, he tilted his head back slightly, seeing her thick black eyelashes and feeling her warmth. The scent lingered around him, the warmth and softness between his teeth, and his elbow suddenly hit the car wall.
The drizzle drifted in through the wooden windows, cool and hot; the intricate carpet on the ground spun and spread out;
The numbness and pain in my elbow, the fog spreading in front of my eyes, the trembling in my heart, the urge to break through the iron chain after being locked under the glacier...
Yan Shisheng dared not move, and he didn't dare to push. There were maids and guards outside, and he couldn't even make a sound. He held his breath, his face quickly flushed, and the breath between his lips was warm, as if his heart was stung by a mosquito.
Sweat dripped down from the forehead, and the redness at the corners of the eyes gradually spread. The imprisonment of being unable to move and the unknown pleasure came at the same time, a world of ice and fire, making people feel ashamed and intoxicated.
Sweat dripped down, unable to control himself, his eyes blurred, Yan Shisheng raised his hand, vaguely hugged her back, wanting to respond to her...
"Bang--"
Yan Shisheng was pushed off the carriage, but fortunately the guards below supported him.
In the car, Mu Wanyao's voice sounded hoarsely: "Let's go."
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Raindrops fall all over the city.
Yan Shisheng stood in the rain, not caring about getting wet, while Yan Xiaozhou stood on tiptoe with an umbrella to shield his second brother from the rain. He was distraught, staring at the rain and the convoy going away for a long time.
I vaguely saw at the beginning, she was sitting on a low stool under the carriage, her red skirt trailing on the ground, her face turned to the side, covering her face with a feather fan, smiling at him;
He vaguely remembered what had happened just now, when she had pressed him into the car and teased him like that.
The princess's motorcade went away. Chunhua, wearing a veil, rode on her horse and turned back to look at the people who were seeing her off. Their figures disappeared in the rain, and Liu Wenji quietly opened the note Chunhua had slipped to him.
It is written in clear and beautiful small characters:
"Don't forget each other, and try your best to love Chunhua."
Don’t forget to date each other, and try your best to love Chunhua!
The author has something to say: The original sentence is "Try to love spring, don't forget the happy times". Because it doesn't fit the plot, I changed it to "Don't forget each other when you are dating, try to love spring". Remember this poem, and run it through this article, from beginning to end!
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