"I'm not sure," Jing Yan clenched and unclenched his fist in his sleeve, then shook his head weakly after struggling with the decision.
But he wanted to be sure of one thing, and firmly believed: "But I am willing to believe that Yue Jiang will not harm my life."
They had just talked about growing old together, and Yue Jiang was pregnant with his child. Jing Yan simply couldn't believe that Yue Jiang harbored any intention to harm him.
Of course, Jing Yan has been accepting Yue Jiang's beauty and tenderness without question, which is quite contrary to his original intentions.
However, Jing Guo is different from him personally. If Yue Jiang really intends to harm Jing Guo, he must be on guard.
But being wary of her doesn't mean Jingyan wants to hurt her.
"What I said back then does not contradict what I say today, but Yue Jiang is also my wife and the mother of my unborn child. The conflicts between the various states are complex, and it is difficult to guarantee the hearts of the people."
"Even if Yue Jiang has some ulterior motive, I will not blame her. But I must think of the people of Jing Kingdom more. Rong Ying, I will not lose sight of the aspirations I have upheld all these years."
"We should remain unchanged in the face of all changes, and not make any moves that might alert the enemy. Let's see what that woman is up to first."
"As for Yue Jiang, I will personally guard her. If I discover anything amiss, I will take responsibility."
Rong Ying immediately understood Jing Yan's words; he wanted to protect both the Jing Kingdom and the Crown Princess.
"But what if the Crown Princess incurs the wrath of the people of Jing? If the people of Jing do not let the Crown Princess go, who will Your Highness choose?" He pressed for details.
“Rong Ying, you really know how to make things difficult for me,” Rong Ying’s question was very sharp. Jing Yan smiled helplessly, paused for a moment, suppressed all his complicated emotions, and remained steadfast.
“I cannot let things escalate to that point, but I must also give Jing Kingdom an explanation, apologize to the people of Jing Kingdom on behalf of Yue Jiang, and send her to a safe place.”
Rong Ying remained silent for a long time. Ever since he began assisting Jing Yan, he felt that he had met a kindred spirit because Jing Yan also had great ambitions, aspirations, and his own hatred.
They will be the closest friends who understand each other best on this road. Therefore, Rong Ying has not only placed her hopes for revenge on Jing Yan, but also regarded Jing Yan's ambition as her own.
Now that Rong Ying has come to regard Jing Yan as a friend, how can he refuse Jing Yan's decision?
Rong Ying breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, "If Your Highness has said so, then let's leave it at that for now."
"Your subject will take his leave now," he said, bowing as he walked out of Yichun Palace.
When Jing Yan returned to the palace, Yue Jiang was already asleep on the bed. She only opened her eyes groggily when she was touched in her light sleep.
Before she had even fully regained consciousness, Yue Jiang's first question was, "Your Highness, what does Military Advisor Rong Ying want with you? Did he build a snowman for me outside?"
Jing Yan couldn't help but chuckle. He pinched a few strands of Yue Jiang's hair and brushed them aside, making an excuse.
"You call him the strategist. He's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. That's why I told him to stay and build a snowman, and he ran off. I'll build one for you later."
"Do you want a male or female statue?" Jing Yan asked affectionately.
Yue Jiang actually wanted Jing Yan to build it for her personally, but she thought of how he had carried her all the way back from Delin Palace, and felt sorry for Jing Yan's exhaustion.
Any palace servant in Yichun Palace could build a snowman; she only said that because she was annoyed that Rongying had disturbed her.
Unexpectedly, after Jingyan returned, he said he wanted to build it himself, which made it hard for Yuejiang not to think that Jingyan wanted to build it himself.
"Your Highness, you actually wanted to build it yourself, didn't you?"
Jing Yan nodded in agreement: "I do indeed wish to come in person."
Seeing that Jing Yan was unusually honest, Yue Jiang found it hard to refuse: "I want one Your Highness and one of me."
"Alright, Jiang'er, rest a bit more. I'll take you out to see the sights this evening," Jing Yan said briskly as he got up, walked to Yue Jiang's wardrobe, grabbed a ribbon from the wardrobe to use as a strap, and went out without saying another word.
Jing Yan's movements were so swift that Yue Jiang was drawn to him and went to the window to look at him.
Through the carved window and the hazy oil paper, Yue Jiang saw Jing Yan find a spot with deep snow and start piling up snow with a shovel, surrounded by eunuchs helping him carry snow back and forth.
She stared for a long time, then silently turned her head and placed her hand on her abdomen, muttering to herself with a hint of joy, "My child, it seems your father is becoming more and more subservient to his mother."
***
The New Year had passed, and most of the envoys from various countries had left. Just then, An Seung-hwan's wedding was about to begin.
Before the Anguo envoy left, Jingyan selected a polite gift to present to him, as a way of repaying An Chenghuan for the gift he had given earlier.
Before leaving, Yue Lang finally delivered his invitation to the East Palace.
Unfortunately, Jingyan did not allow him to be alone with Yuejiang, which meant that Yuelang could not even exchange a few private words with Yuejiang.
In the end, all his unspoken words remained unspoken. He secretly glanced at Yue Jiang's increasingly large belly, forcing a smile of joy on his face.
"Seeing that my sister and His Highness are doing well, I have nothing to worry about. I don't know when we'll meet again. By the time my little nephew is born, we may not even have a chance to meet again."
"Brother wishes his sister a safe delivery," Yue Lang said, his gaze shifting to Jing Yan, who was deep in meditation.
He took a box from the person behind him and glared at Jing Yan with resentment as he handed it over.
"I'm giving this pair of gold locks from the Moon Kingdom to my little nephew. I hope Your Highness will be blessed with a son."
Jing Yan accepted it without hesitation and placed it on a small table to the side. After a long while, seeing that Yue Lang still showed no sign of leaving, he suddenly spoke.
"Young Prince, you're not young anymore. Since you're not married, you probably have plenty of servants around you. I was quite worried about what Shang Yu said last time."
"He'll be here to take Jiang'er's pulse in a little while. How about we have Shang Yu take a good look at her before the young prince leaves this time?"
“There’s no need for that,” Yue Lang stood up abruptly, demonstrating his rejection of Jing Yan’s suggestion. He wasn’t short of money, nor was he unable to hire renowned doctors from all over the country. Why should he let a mere youth see him?
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