"Hmm?" Yu Nanqing was even more puzzled. He hadn't hidden anything inappropriate.
Upon seeing it, he shuddered, his ears instantly turning bright red. He hurriedly reached out to snatch the Xuan paper from her hand: "Yan'er, you! How could you..."
How did she find it!
He hid it so well, how could she still find it!
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Su Wanyan dodged his hand and also protected the Xuan paper with writing on it on it on the desk: "Don't move!"
Yu Nanqing froze, no longer daring to snatch it.
Su Wanyan smiled with interest and flipped to another page: "I haven't finished reading it yet."
Yu Nanqing blushed this time and reached out to cover Su Wanyan's eyes: "Yan'er, please don't look."
"Hey, stop touching me like that." Su Wanyan slapped his hand away: "Why won't you let me see? It's not about you, it's all my business. I haven't even blushed yet, why are you blushing?"
Yes, all these sheets of rice paper are filled with writings about Su Wanyan.
It begins from the first day Yu Nanqing met Su Wanyan. On the first day, it says that they didn't know who had entered their room, mistook it for an assassination attempt, and wanted to kill him. They regretted it for the rest of their lives and could only repay him with love.
The paper only had a few sentences written on it, which were simple and easy to understand.
The subsequent events are also only briefly mentioned, but they all capture the essence precisely.
Around the time his leg recovered, Yu Nanqing began marking the dates on it. For example, one of the letters after the spring hunt read, "March 27th, Yuanhe eleventh year, Yan'er embroidered plum blossoms with needle and needle, and died."
...I must say, this pawn has a lot of soul.
At the time, she wanted to find something to do, so she asked Qiuye if she knew how to embroider. Qiuye modestly said that she knew a little bit, so Su Wanyan tried to play around with it, but unexpectedly, she embroidered something that looked like a mess.
Forget about it being a strange creature; it wasn't even a thing. She gave up on it immediately.
And then there was the recent event, on the 25th day of the sixth month of the eleventh year of the Yuanhe era, when Yan'er mounted a peach tree and placed it indoors. I felt ashamed when I saw it.
When she said she would frame the peach tree he painted, she wasn't just saying it casually. However, instead of hanging it above the bed, she had a carpenter make a frame for it and placed it on a small mahogany table.
Su Wanyan asked with a smile, "When did you write all of this? How come I never noticed?"
Yu Nanqing blushed and pursed her lips, silently picking up the sheets of Xuan paper one by one and folding them neatly.
As he tidied up, Su Wanyan flipped through the pages. Since there wasn't much written, Yu Nanqing had already almost finished reading it by the time he came in.
"Do you write every day?" Su Wanyan asked. "What do you plan to write today?"
Su Wanyan thought about it with interest: "Let's write, 'On the first day of the seventh month of the eleventh year of Yuanhe, the envoy from the East Sea arrived in the capital. Su Wanyan, with her fragrance wafting for miles, gazed upon him. He was breathtakingly beautiful and charming. What do you think?'"
"Cough..." Yu Nanqing felt a little embarrassed. How could she praise herself like that? She coughed and didn't reply.
"What are you shy about? How do you want to write it? Anyway, it's today, so write one for me to see." Su Wanyan poked his waist, her eyes full of laughter.
"..."
"Hurry up," Su Wanyan urged, poking his waist a few more times.
Yu Nanqing tensed up as she was poked.
Seeing Su Wanyan's playful yet enthusiastic expression, he finally sighed slightly, reached out and pulled out a piece of unwritten Xuan paper from the side, spread it on the table, pressed it down, and then slowly picked up the brush.
Before putting pen to paper, he paused slightly and looked at Su Wanyan.
Su Wanyan asked curiously, "?"
Yu Nanqing curled his thin lips and wrote: "On the first day of the seventh month of the eleventh year of Yuanhe, the envoy from the East Sea arrived in the capital. The fragrance of smoke wafted for miles. They looked at each other and smiled. They were all stunningly beautiful and charming."
"..." She hadn't thought much of it when she was teasing him, but now that Yu Nanqing had actually written it down, she felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushing slightly: "You really know how to do things."
"Charming" sounds much better than "cute".
Yu Nanqing smiled without saying a word, neatly folded the Xuan paper that she had messed up, put it back into the storage box, and carefully closed it.
After finishing all that, Yu Nanqing reached out to Su Wanyan and gently brushed a stray hair from her forehead: "Are you feeling better?"
"It's been fine for a while now." Now it's time to get down to business, Su Wanyan asked, "What's going on with Yunyi?"
If the information found is true, and if Yunyi's family is in Wengcheng, and Wengcheng was invaded by the East Sea, then the East Sea is an enemy to Yunyi. Why is Yunyi still able to greet the East Sea with a smile?
Yu Nanqing shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.
"Sigh, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore," Su Wanyan said helplessly.
"You should attend the palace banquet tonight."
"Go." Su Wanyan looked up: "Wouldn't it be too stingy of me to go and ask for the money back?"
Yu Nanqing chuckled: "Yan'er only cares about money?"
Yan'er frowned and pinched him: "Oh, so you've forgotten the pain now that the wound has healed? Now that you have money, you don't remember how poor you were, do you? Think about how you couldn't even afford a steamed bun before. Now that you have money, you feel comfortable laughing at me, don't you?"
Yu Nanqing quickly grasped her mischievous little hand: "...Yan'er, stop talking, I was wrong."
He wouldn't dare laugh; he was just... just saying.
Yu Nanqing said this, and Su Wanyan also mentioned it.
She really wanted to get it back, but she really had no excuse. She couldn't possibly fall out with a young girl at a palace banquet over such a small amount of money.
The palace banquet was scheduled for 7 PM, but Yu Nanqing and Su Wanyan set off at 5 PM. Because they didn't want to wait, they deliberately delayed by half an hour.
When they arrived at Taide Hall, it was already completely dark, the stars were shining brightly, and from afar, the two could hear the sound of string and wind instruments coming from inside the hall.
Inside, people were singing and dancing, just as the wine had been flowing freely.
As soon as the announcement "Prince Gong has arrived! Princess Gong has arrived!" was made, the ministers who came to the banquet all stood up and knelt down: "Greetings, Your Highness! Greetings, Your Highness!"
As soon as the two entered the hall, the dancers who were still dancing in the center of the hall naturally moved to the sides to make way for them.
Emperor Yuanhe sat upright on the dragon throne, already slightly tipsy, and even his dignified expression had softened considerably.
The one sitting next to him was naturally the Empress.
Perhaps because it was an important occasion to welcome the envoys, none of the imperial concubines attended.
The Marquis of Yuanning was not present at the seats of the Marquis of Yuanning's residence. Instead, Su Shiyan and his wife, Madam Jian, were seated at the seats.
And in this hall, there was someone who surprised Su Wanyan.
Princess Yu Tingyi!
She was dressed in a light blue lotus-patterned dress with a light pink brocade robe over it. Compared to her previous flamboyant style, this outfit looked exceptionally elegant on her.
Her headdress was sparsely decorated, consisting of only a few silver hairpins.
She had a light veil over her face, and you could vaguely see a burn mark near the corner of her eye.
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