Yes, it's awkward.
So Su Wanyan also felt that she was very conflicted.
"Your Majesty, if you don't agree, she will definitely come again."
Su Wanyan took a deep breath: "I'll just ignore it."
Actually, it's quite easy to solve. After all, Feng Yao doesn't have much power. At most, she can only rely on Feng Yao for support. But compared to the maids Feng Yao brought from the East Sea, it's hard to say how much trust Yun Yi has in her.
The most likely scenario now is that Feng Yao will use Yun Yi for something.
She placed her hand on a book beside her and said, "Never mind, let's put this aside for now."
"Put everything aside for now?" A gentle voice rang out from the doorway just as the words were spoken.
Su Wanyan turned around and smiled: "You're back. So early today?"
Yu Nanqing was dressed in a light yellow brocade robe, embroidered with silver auspicious clouds and coiled dragons and sleeping pythons. Before Su Wanyan could even ask him anything, he had already taken a few steps and arrived in front of her.
Su Wanyan looked up, and Yu Nanqing gently raised his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "It's a bit messy."
Su Wanyan reached out and touched it: "It's probably because I moved too much when flipping through the map."
"map?"
"Don't mention that. Yunyi came by just now."
Yu Nanqing's brows twitched slightly: "Have I made things difficult for you?"
“It’s not that I’m in a difficult position, but she really wanted to come into the manor to serve you. I didn’t agree and said I needed to discuss it with you.” Su Wanyan rested her elbow on the table and looked at him with her chin on her hand. “She cried so pitifully, and I didn’t even have the heart to say a harsh word to her.”
"..."
"Why are you making that face?" Su Wanyan chuckled and lightly patted the table. "Sit down, aren't you tired?"
Yu Nanqing then stepped forward and sat down on the other side of the daybed table.
Seeing that he seemed preoccupied, Su Wanyan asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Hmm." Yu Nanqing pursed her lips: "Feng Lingxiao... wants to stay at the Prince's Mansion."
Su Wanyan was stunned: "He's going to stay at the Prince's Mansion? Is he alone, or are all the envoys from the East Sea going to stay there? Shouldn't it be just him alone?"
Besides Feng Lingxiao and Feng Yao, the envoys from the East Sea also included several accompanying ministers. However, the ministers were all accommodated in inns in the capital, so it seems that only Feng Lingxiao was staying there.
But... if Feng Lingxiao moves in, what about Feng Yao?
Feng Yao was originally assigned to the palace, just like Feng Lingxiao. Now that Feng Lingxiao is going to stay at the Prince's Mansion, will Feng Yao come along too?
Judging from Feng Yao's troublemaking attitude at the banquet, Su Wanyan felt that she would most likely stay at the Prince's Mansion with him. Then... wouldn't Yun Yi also have to come in?
Su Wanyan stared intently at Yu Nanqing, noticing his deep gaze, pursed lips, and hesitant expression. She knew then that Su Wanyan had guessed correctly.
Surprised: "Everyone's here?"
"The envoys are still staying at the inn, along with Feng Lingxiao and Feng Yao..."
"You agreed?" Su Wanyan asked.
Because of this, if Yu Nanqing doesn't give in, they won't be able to succeed.
There is only one explanation: Yu Nanqing himself had this intention.
"Mmm." Yu Nanqing didn't dare to look Su Wanyan in the eye and silently responded with her head down.
Su Wanyan was speechless: "Raise your head."
Yu Nanqing obediently looked up, but his eyes did not meet Su Wanyan's.
Su Wanyan had to go to the trouble of reaching out and pinching his chin to turn his head back.
Seeing the guilt reflected in his handsome long eyes, Su Wanyan chuckled: "What's wrong? I'm not blaming you. You must have your reasons for doing this. Don't always make me sound like a tigress. When have I ever not understood you?"
No wonder he looked so preoccupied when she mentioned Yunyi earlier.
Yu Nanqing gently pulled her small hand away and turned her face away: "I didn't."
He just felt that he had inexplicably caused Su Wanyan trouble again.
This was not his intention, but he always had to do it.
Su Wanyan curled her lips and pinched his knuckles with her other hand: "Then tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Yan'er..." Yu Nanqing said in a deep voice, opening his mouth but not knowing how to start.
How should he bring up the matter of leaving with Su Wanyan?
He didn't want Su Wanyan to leave. Saying it made it sound like he was trying to drive her away, which he didn't like and couldn't bear to do.
It all feels like a dream, and now the dream is about to end.
Yu Nanqing suddenly felt as if a large stone was stuck in her chest, her head was spinning, and she felt like she couldn't breathe through her nose and throat.
His thin lips opened and closed several times, but he couldn't utter a single word.
What if... he meant what if, after Su Wanyan leaves this time, they can never meet again?
Lost in his thoughts, Yu Nanqing suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. It was something he had anticipated, but at this moment, the discomfort was beyond his expectations.
"Is it time?" Su Wanyan asked, noticing his unusual state. "Should we prepare to leave?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing's expression trembled violently, and he instantly came to his senses. He looked up at Su Wanyan, whose furrowed brows made her look so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
"..." Su Wanyan was both helpless and amused: "What are you doing?"
Yu Nanqing pursed her lips and turned her face away, her heart aching as if a thorn had been stuck in it. She looked aggrieved and asked, "Why is Yan'er still so calm?"
They're about to separate, so why doesn't Su Wanyan care at all?
"Who said I was calm?" Su Wanyan rolled her eyes. "Have I been preparing for this all along? It wasn't a sudden decision. Weren't we already discussing it at the mosque? Isn't that enough time for you to process?"
Yu Nanqing turned around, and a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes as he looked at Su Wanyan: "So Yan'er has no regrets at all?"
"..." Su Wanyan was speechless: "Don't force me to slap you."
"..." Yu Nanqing quickly pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, his fist clenching slightly in his sleeve, not daring to speak again.
"When?" Su Wanyan asked.
"Within half a month." This was the best time he estimated; any later and it might be too late.
"Okay," Su Wanyan smiled. "We can also celebrate Qixi Festival. Do you want to go out and have some fun?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing's eyes lit up immediately: "Where to?"
"Where else can we go? Let's go to the city. What kind of activities will there be in the city for Qixi Festival?" As she spoke, she called out towards the door, "Qiuye?"
Qiuye came in from outside: "Your Majesty?"
"What activities will there be in the city for Qixi Festival?" Qixi Festival is a major festival in folk culture, also known as the Seven Skills Festival or the Daughters' Festival. There will be activities in the city for such festivals.
As expected, Qiu Ye had already inquired about it and said with a smile, "There will be a lantern festival in the city on Qixi Festival. If Your Highness and Your Highness want to go, you can guess lantern riddles, play with dragon lanterns, and there will be opera troupes performing on the Magpie Bridge in the city. They will also throw flower balls. I heard that if you catch a flower ball and give it to your beloved, you will be able to have a long and happy marriage."
"Oh, and also, you can tie a red ribbon under the Magpie Bridge. Men and women make a pact to tie the ribbon, meaning that they will only have each other in this life."
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