Chapter 29 Golden Platform I Want to See Shen Yan First
Zhao Yan had thought of hundreds of scenarios of pretending to reunite with Yong Shaolan, but he never thought that he might be caught by him without any preparation!
Moreover, the eunuch who could pass on messages was not around him. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Yong Shaolan would immediately find out that he was Shen Yan!
Just when Zhao Yan was at a loss, the eunuch who had just gone to look for Yong Shaolan returned. Seeing the person he was looking for was right in front of his prince, he immediately ran over and said, "Your Highness, why are you here? My prince was looking for you."
"I smelled something familiar, so I came to take a look." Yong Shaolan turned his gaze away from Zhao Yan and raised his hand to apologize, "I'm sorry for startling your Highness."
Zhao Yan grabbed the young eunuch beside him, pulled him into a corner, and said a few words to him.
The young eunuch immediately understood what he meant, turned back, and said to the man, "Your Highness, my Highness invites you to the Purple Palace for a chat."
After that, the eunuch whispered again: "My prince said that he knows everything about you and Mr. Shen. If you want to find Mr. Shen, don't refuse him."
Yong Shaolan raised his eyelids, his eyes licked over Zhao Yan, and replied lightly: "Okay."
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Zhao Yan walked out of the door one step ahead of Yong Shaolan, but his steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he even straightened his body a little.
Normally when he was with Brother Lan, he was either lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out or with his head hung down as if all his yang energy had been sucked out. If he wanted to conceal his identity, the contrast had to be huge!
On the way back to the Purple Palace, Yong Shaolan tried to talk to Zhao Yan, who was wearing a veil in front of him, but the other party ignored him and only let the young eunuch beside him reply.
Yong Shaolan felt increasingly puzzled: "Why doesn't Your Highness dare to speak?"
He pressed on, "I am only half blind, so why does Your Highness insist on wearing a veil?"
Zhao Yan, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was not at all panicked. He signaled to the young eunuch beside him and said a few words to him.
The young eunuch walked over to Yong Shaolan's sedan chair and said in a high-spirited voice, "Your Highness, please forgive my Highness. He is a Qilin child, different from ordinary men, and it is not convenient for him to reveal his appearance to the public. As for why he is silent, he said that his men deceived Your Highness. If Your Highness holds a grudge, he will probably live an uneasy life for the rest of his life. It is best for Your Highness to remain completely unaware of who the Seventh Prince is."
Yong Shaolan's eyes darkened a little, and he said coldly: "Seventh Prince, where is Shen Yan?"
Yong Shaolan knew he was losing his temper. "Or rather, what is his name?"
Zhao Yan, whose heart had been in his throat the whole way, finally calmed down after hearing what he heard.
Didn't doubt him.
However, this time Zhao Yan did not reply to Yong Shaolan. Instead, he raised his hand to signal the eunuchs carrying the sedan chair to speed up.
As a result, not far from the Taiji Palace, on the road leading to the Zichen Palace, a figure familiar to both of them appeared.
Zhao Cheng had just finished receiving envoys from vassal states. When he looked for them, he found that King Yong and Zhao Yan were missing.
As expected, these two people still secretly came together. Do they still take him, the Crown Prince, seriously?
There were several eunuchs standing beside Zhao Cheng, "Uncle, Father Yan is still at the banquet, where are you going?"
Zhao Yan, who had just escaped a disaster, was now thinking: "......"
Then he felt Yong Shaolan's burning gaze cast towards him again.
A Yan?
Zhao Yan?
Zhao Yan: “…”
Oh my god, can a monkey come and catch him?
Zhao Yan waved his hand to the eunuch beside him and told Yong Shaolan, "Your Highness has the person you are looking for. Your Highness, please don't ask about other matters of Your Highness."
Yong Shaolan held his forehead and sneered.
The last name is fake, and the first name is fake too.
Zhao Cheng, who had been standing aside for a long time, said: "...Uncle Huang, Ah Yan, what are you talking about?"
"This prince and His Majesty the Seventh Prince have something to discuss," Yong Shaolan said. "Any questions?"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Yong Shaolan emphasized the four words "Your Highness the Crown Prince" and his tone was so contemptuous that it was clearly a warning.
Zhao Cheng pursed his lips, snorted, and then took a step forward: "Since the emperor's uncle and Ah Yan have something to talk about, then they should go back quickly."
Yong Shaolan raised his eyelids, and then the eunuchs carrying the sedan chair continued to walk towards the Zichen Palace.
Within the time it took to burn an incense stick, two sedan chairs entered the Purple Palace, one in front and one behind.
After getting off the sedan chair, Zhao Yan walked as fast as he could, but he didn't know that behind him, a pair of terrifying eyes were fixed on his waist.
Very similar, yet not the same.
There was a screen in the Zichen Hall that Zhao Yan had prepared early in the morning. He walked in and asked someone to prepare tea.
Yong Shaolan walked into the Zichen Hall and saw the young man enter the inner hall. He looked at him through a hollow carved screen.
The young man took off his veil and sat upright, as if he didn't mind being exposed in front of him at all, but also seemed to care about being seen by him.
Yong Shaolan lifted his robe and sat in front of the young man.
The young eunuch quickly served tea to the two people sitting across the screen. He then knelt beside Zhao Yan and took the initiative to ask, "Your Highness, my prince was recently attacked by bandits in Guanyang. Fortunately, a good friend protected him and saved his life. Although that man deceived your feelings, he saved my prince's life. Please allow my prince to protect him once."
Yong Shaolan's knuckles turned blue as he gripped the teacup: "I won't do anything to him."
"Whether it will all depend on your Majesty's words," the eunuch continued, "but if your Majesty really wants someone, then you can..."
Yong Shaolan interrupted the eunuch's question and directly asked Zhao Yan: "What does Your Highness want?"
Zhao Yan, who was sitting on the other side and was extremely nervous, said: "!!!"
Is it so easy for him to fulfill his father's condition?
Seeing that Zhao Yan didn't speak, the young eunuch thought he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "Your Highness, what does the prince want to ask you?"
"Well," Zhao Yan lowered his voice: "Just say—"
The young eunuch said, "Your Highness, my Highness wants you to hand over the Liaodong Tiger Tally and stay in Yujing. If Your Highness agrees, His Highness will prepare a wedding for you..."
With a "pop", the fine mutton-fat jade tea set was crushed into pieces, and the clear tea soup fell onto the sandalwood table.
Yong Shaolan's sudden action startled the young eunuch, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
Yong Shaolan chuckled, leaned back in his chair, and took a handkerchief to wipe the tea off his hands.
"If you want military power, Your Highness could just ask His Majesty to take it back. Why would you have to trade an innocent person for it?"
Zhao Yan was also frightened. He had never seen Brother Lan so angry.
Zhao Yan whispered a few more words.
"Your Highness, please calm down. Our Highness also said that if you are willing, not only will he return the person you want to you, but he can also help you get rid of the poison in your body."
"..." Yong Shaolan smiled and said, "I can agree to your request, Your Highness, but I have conditions."
"!..." Zhao Yan was a little excited and almost said something, but fortunately he stopped himself in time: "Ask him what the conditions are?"
The young eunuch said, "Your Highness, our Highness is all ears."
Yong Shaolan said lightly: “This king wants to see Ana Shen first.”
Zhao Yan: “!!!”
Zhao Yan was so excited that he wanted to stand up and say "Ouyeah" and quickly signaled to the eunuch beside him: "Promise him, promise him, but tell him that he can only meet in Zichen Palace."
The young eunuch repeated the words verbatim.
Yong Shaolan looked at the confused shadow in front of him through a layer of screen, "Okay, then the day after tomorrow, I will come at the hour of You the day after tomorrow. Your Highness, please keep your promise."
Zhao Yan nodded slightly.
The young eunuch immediately said, "Our Highness has promised the Prince."
…
Zhao Yan carried Yong Shaolan away with a proud attitude. As soon as he returned to the inner hall, he threw off his ten-centimeter-long black boots with both feet, and walked down as if he had gone down a floor. The overly long hem of his clothes dragged directly to the ground.
"Ah..." Zhao Yan collapsed directly on the small couch, "I'm so tired!"
At this time, the eunuch who had just helped Zhao Yan pass on the message also came in: "Your Highness, Prince Yong has left."
Zhao Yan nodded, and then said: "Don't tell anyone about what happened today."
"Also, wash the hemp sweatshirt in my closet."
"I will wear it the day after tomorrow."
The young eunuch was a smart man. Although he was confused by the conversation between the young man and Prince Yong, he immediately understood when he recalled the look of His Highness when he just returned to the palace.
The young eunuch nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. No one else in this world knows this."
Zhao Yan: "??? Know what?"
Young eunuch: "You are the master at toying with Prince Yong!"
Zhao Yan, “…”
Not a buddy?
Zhao Yan turned over and glanced at the young eunuch, then thought that he wouldn't be able to wear the vest for long anyway, and Brother Lan was so smart that he should be able to find out that he was Shen Yan soon.
"That's good to know. Hold your lips tight." Zhao Yan was really tired and complained, "It's a pity that your brain was born in this book."
The young eunuch smiled and said, "I don't feel sorry for being able to serve Your Highness. I am willing to serve Your Highness for the rest of my life."
Zhao Yan: “…”
Zhao Yan was so tired that she curled up in the blanket and said drowsily, "Okay, go find a doctor. I feel a little unwell."
…
After leaving the Purple Palace, Yong Shaolan went straight back to the palace. As soon as he entered, he saw Wen Quan sorting out several carriages of official silver in the yard.
"Who sent it?"
Wenquan said, "It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He said that the soldiers had made great contributions in fighting the enemy last winter, and he wanted to give us this money as a reward when we return to Liaodong."
"Yes," Yong Shaolan nodded: "Take it."
"What about the servants and maids sent by the Seventh Prince?" Wen Quan couldn't guess whether his prince intended to get involved in Yujing's affairs. "They were all well chosen. In just two days, they cleaned up the courtyard we hadn't lived in for over ten years. It's obvious that the young prince put a lot of effort into it."
"And that sword is very rare."
Careful?
Yong Shaolan took off the blindfold from his eyes, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently. The ribbon did indeed have a lot of very light body fragrance.
At the banquet, he just felt that the Seventh Prince and Shen Yan looked somewhat similar in back and voice, and the taste was just a random guess. But now he really brought the taste back.
Yong Shaolan's eyes darkened: "Go and help this king with something."
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