Chapter 26 Your Highness, I feel dizzy
Qiao Wanyan was a little drunk after drinking only one glass of wine, so He Zhiyu asked Jing Yuan to escort her downstairs first.
The room suddenly became quiet.
"I have been in Qingzhou for some time, and my people are everywhere in the city. You dealt with my people so arrogantly, it is only a matter of time before I find you." He Zhiyu looked at him gloomily.
Now that there were no outsiders around, he was too lazy to pretend to be a friendly and respectful brother.
He and He Yanli have the same blood, but how can there be any family affection between royal children?
He Yanli stroked the wall of the cup in his hand and said slowly: "You are really amazing, do you want me to applaud you? You came here in such a short time, it seems that Qiao Yihuan is not that important in your heart."
He Zhiyu frowned slightly, "It was you who spread the fake news. Yihuan is weak and timid, and I told her to stay in Yongzhou and have a good New Year, so she would not come here rashly. Qiao Wanyan suddenly disappeared, and the news of Yihuan's death outside the city just happened to come. Do you think I would be confused by the fake news?"
He Yanli sneered contemptuously, "What if I tell Qiao Yihuan about this?"
He Zhiyu's expression changed slightly. "Yihuan is a sensible person. She won't get upset because of this. Your wishful thinking has failed."
"Then why do you look so unhappy?"
He Zhiyu stood up and said, "I don't have time to argue with you."
He Zhiyu came on horseback, and because the matter was urgent, there were no spare horses.
"Wanyan, come here." He Zhiyu waved his hand to signal her to come closer.
Qiao Wanyan's cheeks were still red from drinking, and the fireworks on New Year's Eve had not stopped, with a few flowers blooming in the air from time to time, and the brilliant colors were reflected in her pupils.
She walked over slowly and was held by He Zhiyu around the waist and carried onto the horse.
Jingyuan came over from behind and led his horse, but suddenly he saw Qiao Wanyan on the horse stagger and almost fall off.
He Zhiyu asked, "You don't know how to ride a horse?"
Qiao Wanyan said nothing, just shook her head.
He Zhiyu looked unforgiving, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped on the horse.
Jing Yuan was a little surprised. Men and women should not touch each other, not to mention that this woman was the sister of the woman that His Highness loved. If this got out, wouldn't there be a lot of gossip?
He waved his hand, signaling the guards behind him to go ahead.
Qiao Wanyan leaned back lazily as if she had someone to rely on. She was not short among the women, but at this moment, nestling in He Zhiyu's arms, she was still like a little bird.
The faint fragrance from her hair hit my nose, and even through the thick cloak I could still feel her softness.
"Your Highness, I feel dizzy."
He Zhiyu nodded slightly and looked at her profile. He did not respond, but just held the reins with one hand, put his other hand around her waist, and rode away.
The air was a little cold and solemn, and there was a sense of awkwardness for no reason.
"Is it cold?" He Zhiyu broke the silence.
Qiao Wanyan paused, her voice a little murmuring due to the drunkenness, "I don't feel cold when I stay with His Highness. I don't know why, Wanyan is so happy, but also so lost."
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and each word she spoke was neither fast nor slow. It sounded like the bewitching song of a siren in the ears.
"Why are you lost?"
Qiao Wanyan said nothing, but just lowered her head.
After a long silence, she slowly spoke, "I envy my sister so much."
"Yes, I like you, Your Highness."
He Zhiyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't respond to her words.
He didn't know how to answer, how to comfort her lonely mood at the moment.
During this period of time, she has always respected Yihuan and taken care of Yihuan, and even took the initiative to create opportunities for herself and Yihuan to reconcile when they were unhappy.
She didn't ask for anything, and at first he thought that He Yanli had returned to Beijing, so she gave up and really let it go and didn't want to marry him anymore.
They are childhood sweethearts, and even though they had some disagreements in the past, they still have true love for each other.
But today, he clearly saw that Qiao Wanyan was afraid of He Yanli.
She didn't do it for He Yanli, nor did she really let him go, but she just liked him silently in her heart.
If she hadn't been drunk today, she would never have said these words in her life.
But he couldn't marry her. His future wife, the Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace, could only be Yihuan.
He loves Yihuan deeply and will never betray her.
It was unknown when Qiao Wanyan fell asleep. He Zhiyu carried her into the inn. Yun Yao and Zi Yuan were waiting anxiously at the door. They were extremely worried when they saw her come back unconscious.
Yun Yao asked anxiously, "What happened to Sister Ayan? Is Sister Ayan okay?"
Ziyuan led the way. He Zhiyu put the person down before asking, "It's okay. She just got drunk and fell asleep. Make some hangover soup for her to drink so that she won't have a headache the next morning."
Zi Yuan didn’t know what was going on. The young lady was kidnapped, so why was she drunk when she came back?
After seeing the prince off, Yun Yao was sent back to rest, and then she entered the room carrying the freshly prepared hangover soup.
"Miss? Are you awake?"
Qiao Wanyan sat beside the bed and responded faintly. It was not that she woke up, but that she had not slept yet.
Zi Yuan looked at her calm expression and knew that nothing had happened. In that case, she naturally didn't need to ask more questions to avoid annoying the young lady.
If the lady has any instructions, she will tell you.
"We will return to Nanzhou early tomorrow morning."
Zi Yuan was stunned for a moment, "So soon? Miss came here for His Highness. Why don't you get to know His Highness more during this good opportunity?"
Isn’t this a waste of time?
Qiao Wanyan sat in front of the mirror and took off the hairpin in her hair. She raised her lips and smiled, "Playing hard to get is old-fashioned, but it always works."
What's more, he wouldn't let himself leave like this.
The next morning, the news that Qiao Wanyan was leaving Qingzhou reached the official post station.
He Zhiyu put down his teacup and looked up, "She's going back to Yongzhou?"
Jing Yuan nodded, "Yes. The servants came to report that Miss Qiao started packing up early this morning. However, Miss Qiao had a headache when she woke up this morning. She said she drank some hangover soup and wanted to rest for a while before leaving."
The first thought in He Zhiyu's mind was that she vaguely remembered the true words she said last night after getting drunk, and she didn't know how to face herself so she wanted to run away.
Otherwise, why would you be in such a hurry to go back?
"You go there in person. It's not safe outside. Ask her to go back with me in three days."
Jing Yuan's expression changed slightly, "Yes, Your Highness."
When Qiao Wanyan heard the news, she was not surprised, but she did not plan to look for him either.
These days, she stayed quietly in the inn and did not go out, deliberately avoiding him.
On the way back to Beijing with the corrupt officials, the prince will encounter assassins. In the story, this is also where the relationship between the prince and Qiao Yihuan rapidly develops.
Qiao Wanyan looked at herself in the mirror and smiled gracefully.
This is not good, this opportunity is mine.
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