Thirty-nine
Inside the Astrology Pavilion of the Imperial Palace.
The drunkard and the imperial teacher sat opposite each other.
"According to the date, the delegation should have entered the territory of Vietnam."
"Can we please stop talking in such an ancient way?" The drunkard picked up a bowl of wine and started drinking.
The Imperial Master knew the drunkard's temper, so he gave him a larger bowl and used a smaller cup himself.
He lowered his head to take it, "I'm used to it."
After finishing his drink, the drunkard put down his bowl. The Imperial Master's words reminded him of something, "I forgot to ask you before, how long have you been here?"
"Almost three years."
"What! So long!?"
The Imperial Master sighed softly, "There's been no improvement, and I can't be impatient. There's nothing I can do."
The drunkard sighed, "No wonder. There are red lines inside his body. It's really more serious. But don't blame me. If you only discovered this in the past few days, your medical skills are not up to par."
The Imperial Master, who was so high-spirited three years ago, now had only apathy and despair. He replied in a low voice, "Perhaps. If he hadn't taken the initiative to find me, he might not have discovered it until now."
The drunkard seemed to see the other's melancholy and comforted him casually: "Don't be sad, young man, I am here to save you! With me here, we can go back soon."
The Imperial Master sighed again and said nothing.
The two first met when the national teacher came out of retreat. After they met by chance and looked at each other, both of them saw the clues.
The drunkard opened his mouth and said, "Could it be that you are..."
The Imperial Master and he were in perfect sync, and he immediately replied, "That's right."
Then the two reached a consensus. On the way to the Imperial Study, they happened to meet Old Eleven and tricked him into leading the way.
Now everything is going well.
"You two were drinking without even calling me."
The three of them had become familiar with each other over the past few days, and when they saw Old Eleven coming, they didn't stand up to greet him.
"The prince is here."
Old Eleven sat over with a smile, glanced at the large bowl in front of the drunkard, and said with emotion: "Mr. Wine has a huge capacity!"
The drunkard said modestly, "Just a sip."
The Eleventh Prince said, "I heard that the First Vietnamese delegation passed through the border. My brother has been very worried these past few days."
The drunkard nodded, "That's normal. I'd be worried too. Speaking of which, Your Highness, the people you've arranged can still keep up, right?"
Old Eleven paused while pouring the wine. "What do you mean by the person I arranged?"
The drunkard's smile froze, and he suddenly didn't dare to ask any further questions.
Old Eleven seemed to realize something and asked, "Didn't you arrange this?"
bang bang.
Even the usually calm and composed Imperial Master had a moment when his wine glass slipped out of his hand.
The scene suddenly became eerily quiet.
Now, it's over...
As soon as the delegation crossed the border, the security was taken over by the Diyue guards. Several masters selected by Ling Junyan were stopped there, but a few still followed quietly.
Originally, it was thought that Lao Shiyi and the others would place people in the delegation, and then they would just need to cooperate inside and outside to ensure Yun Qi's safety. However, Ling Junyan is still kept in the dark because the inside support is gone.
He and Yunqi would never have thought that those three guys would be so unreliable.
Feng He gently lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and what came into view was the customs of Diyue. Several Diyue people looked at him, and he smiled and waved in response. Some of the people were surprised, some were shy, and some were accustomed to it and saluted with a smile.
Most people are used to it, which also shows how much the Prince of Diyue likes to "have fun with the people" on weekdays.
Yunqi closed his eyes and rested all the way, occasionally opening his eyes and taking a look.
"I never knew the prince got along so well with the people."
Feng He placed one hand on the window, and with the other hand he was still greeting the people, saying, "I didn't realize that the Emperor of Dagan cares so much about you, Ah Qi. Those people behind us have been following us all the way and don't feel tired. Why not let them ride with us?"
Yun Qi looked away, not overly surprised. Since they were already in Diyue territory, it was only a matter of time before those people were discovered, even if he didn't know about it beforehand. Yun Qi just thought Feng He was joking.
He guessed he wouldn't dare do anything out of the ordinary.
Yun Qi was not a patient person, but the medicine this person gave him last time made him feel weak and powerless. He could only rest all the time and could not try to contact the people sent by Ling Junyan. There was no so-called insider in the delegation to contact him.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng He closed the curtain again and turned to look at Yun Qi.
Yun Qi was no longer resting at this time, and he looked into his eyes.
Feng He looked at him and said, "A Qi looks really good with disheveled hair."
Yun Qi wanted to roll his eyes at him. When they passed through the last city before entering the territory of Diyue, this man insisted on letting his hair down, saying that all men in Diyue were like that and when in Rome, one should follow the local customs.
There happened to be some Yue-style accessories for sale at the border, so Feng He sent someone to buy a bunch of them. While saying that they were not authentic, he picked out the good-looking ones and gave them to him. His men could hardly tell who was the prince.
Yun Qi didn't want to discuss this with him, so he changed the subject and asked, "Why did you ask the emperor for me?"
Feng He said without hesitation: "Because I like you."
Yun Qi dismissed it: "It's just a chance encounter..." At this point, an idea suddenly occurred to Yun Qi's mind, so he tentatively asked: "Could it be that we have met before, or had some...interaction when we were children?"
Feng He shook his head, "No."
Yun Qi frowned, no, no, this is not the routine...
Feng He smiled slightly, "Has Ah Qi never heard of love at first sight?"
Yun Qi's mouth twitched, and he pointed his finger and said, "You, to me?"
Feng He nodded slightly. Old Eleven had told him that this man had a bunch of male favorites in the first Yue Dynasty. Yun Qi had to admit that he was indeed quite a "demon," the type who could easily seduce anyone.
But for someone like me who already has someone living in my heart, no matter how charming the other person is, he or she is not even one-tenth as charming as that person.
It was also the first time that Feng He saw a disdainful expression on the face of the man she was trying to please.
It's full of surprise and freshness.
He moved closer and lifted Yunqi's chin with his hand. Before he could get excited, Yunqi tilted his head and broke away, not giving Fenghe any chance to show his emotions.
Feng He paused for a moment, then leaned back and smiled with relief, "Okay, okay, no rush. We can slowly understand after entering the palace."
Two days later, at the Yue Palace.
Feng He went to meet King Di Yue and the Queen, reported on the mission, and asked his subordinates to take Yun Qi to his personal residence away from the eyes and ears of King Di Yue and other princes.
As soon as he entered the door, Yunqi felt that it was an eyesore.
The men inside were dressed, clothed, and behaved in every way that was no less stylish than those in the original Mingyanlou.
As soon as they saw him come in, they all looked at him.
Yun Qi's skin was covered with goosebumps. No! I absolutely cannot stay here! This was the only thought in Yun Qi's mind.
He immediately turned around and grabbed his subordinate who was about to leave, "Wait, wait!"
The subordinate turned around and asked, "What's the matter, sir?"
"Uh... you don't have any other yards?"
"Oh, you picked her right after you got here?" At this time, one of the male favorites said in a yin-yang tone.
The speaker was called Yashu, Feng He's current favorite. He relied on this to bully others and was used to it. Others couldn't do anything about him, so they had to listen to him.
Yun Qi couldn't stand his tone of voice anymore, and he couldn't help but yell at him, "Shut up!"
"You!" Ya Shu pointed at him, and then as if he was furious, he rolled his eyes and accused him of being a scammer. The others hurried to help him, and everyone shouted "Brother Ya".
Yunqi didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued to ask for a change of courtyard. The subordinate was confused for a while, and then because he couldn't make a decision on the matter, he refused and left Yunqi alone.
This gave Yashu an opportunity to take revenge.
Yashu opened his eyes and stood up by pressing the shoulders of the person squatting next to him.
Yun Qi was still looking at the direction where his subordinate left the previous second, and the next second he realized something and turned around to look.
Yashu was standing there just fine.
Pretending?
At this time, Yashu spoke up, "You're really arrogant. Unfortunately, when the one who leaves tells the prince what happened here, you'll be the one who suffers."
"Oh, really." Yun Qi didn't care at all. He replied calmly and was about to leave.
Yashu immediately shouted, "Stop!"
Yun Qi ignored him.
Seeing that the other party did not take him seriously, he became angry and ordered the group of people beside him: "Hold him down!"
Hearing this, everyone rushed over here. Yun Qi quickly moved sideways and avoided the rush of the person in the front. Then he turned around and grabbed another person's shoulder, intending to throw him to the others, but ended up in a state of panic.
I can’t do it anymore…
The man whose shoulder was grabbed glanced sideways with a puzzled look.
What does this mean? You want his help?
Before he could react, his companions had already grabbed Yunqi's other arm. They dragged him backwards, and Yunqi's hand naturally slipped away from the man's shoulder.
Then, Yun Qi was completely pinned down. No matter how hard he struggled, these people didn't move at all. He could only barely stand, instead of kneeling, even with all his strength.
What the hell is this medicine? Why is it still not working?
Yunqi raised his head with difficulty and watched Yashu slowly approaching.
"I was really scared. I thought you were really capable, but it turned out to be just bluffing."
He walked up to Yunqi and stopped, looking at her carefully, "I admit that you are indeed quite pretty and the type that the prince likes, but don't underestimate my position in the prince's mind. He is just interested in you. If you are willing to listen to me, I will ask them to let you go, how about it?" Yashu raised his chin arrogantly and glanced at the person in front of him with contempt.
Yun Qi gritted his teeth and stared at him for a while.
But as the saying goes, a real man can bend and stretch. Now he is like a tiger in plain land being bullied by a dog.
The most important thing is that there is no need to argue with them. He is not here to compete for favor. Just muddle along and laugh it off...
After finally convincing himself in his heart, Yun Qi forced a smile and said, "Okay...Okay."
Yashu nodded in satisfaction at Yunqi's show of weakness, but he didn't seem to intend to let him go. He glanced at the decorations around Yunqi and said, "Take these off for him."
Those people acted immediately, leaving two people to hold Yunqi while the others started to pick him up.
To be honest, Yunqi was quite grateful to him for this. It was annoying for him to carry all these messy things, so he could pick them if he wanted.
Yun Qi accepted it with pleasure.
After getting almost everything, Yashu looked at him again, but what Yunqi didn't understand was why this man seemed even more irritable?
Yashu was about to say something when his eyes suddenly fixed on Yunqi. Yunqi was still wondering what tricks he was going to play when he reached out and hooked his hand around Yunqi's neck.
A jade plaque engraved with the Big Dipper was revealed from his clothes.
Yun Qi's expression suddenly became serious.
Yashu flipped through it with interest and commented, "Oh, this is a good thing. Why don't I make a decision for you and use it to honor me."
Yun Qi exhaled slowly, suppressed his temper, and said with a forced smile: "This...maybe not possible. If you want something else, I can..."
"What? No?" Yashu snorted and laughed, jumping back and forth on the edge of death. "Since you said so, then... I want this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yashu pulled hard, and the rope that tied the jade pendant loosened, and he took it away.
Yun Qi clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "I advise you to return it to me quickly."
Yashu raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You're not convinced, the thing is in my hands and you want to take it back? Look, I wanted to let you go just now, but you scared me, so I can't just let it go like this, you..."
Before he could finish his words, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt a heavy blow to his chest. He flew out, landing on his back and twitching in pain.
Before everyone could react to what was happening, Yunqi had already arrived next to Yashu. He bent down, snatched the jade token from the other person's hand, and began to check whether it was intact.
Then he glanced at the people on the ground and said, "I told you, this won't work."
Everyone who finally realized what was going on was stunned. Their memories came back to them, and they remembered that there was a sudden burst of strength, but they failed to catch him and he escaped.
However, since the jade token was fine, Yun Qi didn't want to bother with them any more. Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
One wave after another came, and everything happened so quickly.
Everyone looked again and saw that the man who was usually known to be Yashu's lackey was standing there with a stick in his hand.
Obviously, he hit it.
Then he pretended to tremble and threw the stick aside, looking scared, but his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately went to help Yashu.
"Well done!" The man who was helped up patted his shoulder and looked down at Yun Qi on the ground. "Are you against me? Come here!"
A group of people followed his words and approached this side. Yashu said: "Take him..."
"Brother Ya!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly stopped him from saying anything else.
Yashu frowned and looked over, and he was the one whose shoulders were grabbed by Yunqi during the chaos, but no one remembered this detail.
"What are you doing!" Yashu said impatiently.
The man said, "This man was just brought back by the prince. Because he's new, he might be a favorite. If I were to touch him now, I'm afraid the prince would be displeased. Although the prince's love for me is unwavering and he wouldn't take his anger out on me, I'm sure I'd hate to see the prince sad. I think it's better to wait until the prince's novelty wears off before dealing with him."
"Hmm..." Actually, Yashu had considered this before. He was also afraid of venting his anger on others, but Yunqi's attitude made him feel that if he just let it go, he would be looked down upon.
But now that someone is willing to act as a peacemaker, others will just say that he is understanding, and that's no longer his problem.
Thinking of this, Yashu nodded, "Since it's all for the prince's sake, let's just let him go for now and starve him for two days."
He spoke as if he was so magnanimous.
But everyone was willing to cooperate with him and said in unison: "Brother Ya is right."
"But..." Yashu squatted down and took the jade token from Yunqi again. "I also said, now that the thing is in my hands, do you still want it back?"
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