After the hostage prince chose his concubine, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually returned to the lively atmosphere of a normal banquet, but the different thoughts of everyone behind the scenes remained unknown.
The welcoming banquet held by the palace for the Chu envoy has ended, and news from the banquet has also spread.
For example, news that Xie Ping, the hostage who had stayed in Dongwei for many years, was going back, and that he had taken a fancy to a daughter of a prominent family in Dongwei as his imperial concubine, also spread among the people.
Compared to the news that Xie Ping, the hostage from Chu, was going back, ordinary people were clearly more interested in the princess of their country whom Xie Ping had taken a fancy to.
Many people in the community began to investigate the identity of the young lady whom Xie Ping, the hostage, had taken a liking to.
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Even after the banquet ended, the solemn general's mansion, despite welcoming a few sparsely populated masters, still exuded a cold and desolate atmosphere.
This aura seemed to linger even under the rule of a general who had fought on the battlefield for many years, a feeling that had persisted for generations in this mansion of a general.
A tall, handsome young man stood inside the doorway, his sharp eyes fixed on the similar features of the young man who had entered with him. His tone was icy as he spoke:
"Stop! Kneel down!"
Wu Yong knelt on the cold floor.
"Oh dear, what's going on? Why did you suddenly make Yong'er kneel down?" Mother Wu looked at her eldest son, whose face was cold and indifferent, and her younger son, who was bowing his head and not speaking, whose face was full of trouble. She said worriedly.
Wu Liang pursed his lips, his eyes sharp. "Mother, you can't spoil my younger brother like this anymore. If you keep spoiling him, he'll bring trouble to the family sooner or later. Father is still fighting outside. As the eldest brother, I will raise him myself."
"Wu Yong, tell your mother what trouble you've gotten yourself into."
Wu Yong resolutely raised his head, kowtowed once to his elder brother, and then once to his mother. His movements were cold and firm, without the slightest relaxation. The force was so great that bloodstains appeared on the ground, leaving a bloody stain, before Wu Yong finally raised his head.
"It is your unfilial son who is wronged."
"I admire Minister Lin's eldest daughter, Miss Lin Qingqing. However, my feelings for Miss Lin Qingqing are my own and have nothing to do with her. Miss Lin Qingqing is unaware of my feelings."
The tall young man, whose face still showed a hint of immaturity, had an indescribable sadness in his eyes, and blood was still dripping from his forehead, making him look pitiful.
The more lively his younger brother was on ordinary days, the more sorrowful he was now. Wu Liang watched that scene, his eyebrows twitching slightly, but he forced himself to become serious again the next second.
"My poor Yong'er, how can you be so heartbreaking? You must never think about Miss Lin again, because... that could cost you your head!" Wu's mother immediately embraced Wu Yong, tears streaming down her face.
Although Wu's mother felt sorry for her son who was troubled by love, she also knew the importance of the matter. Miss Lin had already been bestowed by His Majesty to Xie Ping, the hostage, as a royal consort. Whether it was with Chu Na or their Dongwei, if Wu Yong dared to covet Miss Lin, even their General's Mansion would not be able to protect him.
Moreover, not only him, but the entire general's mansion was also implicated by him.
Wu Yong gave a bitter smile, but the smile looked awful no matter how you looked at it.
“Mother, I know that Miss Lin is no longer someone I can think about... But brother, I really like Miss Lin. I know that Miss Lin will be leaving for Chu soon. Please grant me the wish to escort Miss Lin on her final journey. I will never dare to dream of her again.”
Seeing his resolute yet sorrowful younger brother, Wu Liang ultimately couldn't bring himself to refuse his brother's first request.
The taller, more mature young man had his lips tightly pursed.
"I will ask His Majesty to let me lead the team, and you will be the deputy general."
Hearing his elder brother's words, Wu Yong's eyes lit up.
But before he could be happy for long, his older brother's serious and indifferent voice came.
"Wu Yong, this is a one-time opportunity."
Thinking that this might be his last chance to see his beloved, the light in Wu Yong's eyes dimmed again, and his gaze gradually became calm.
Because of Wu Yong's matter, several lamps were lit in the General's Mansion that night, and they were extinguished as dawn broke, accompanied by a faint sigh.
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Lin Mansion
The news that Qingyin had become the fifth prince's wife, Chu, after attending a banquet completely disrupted the tranquility of the Lin family.
In the Yun Jin Pavilion, a young woman with delicate features sat in her seat, sighing deeply, her voice revealing an indescribable frustration and annoyance.
Back at the Lin residence after the banquet, Lin Wanyu spent the entire day still trying to understand why her perfectly healthy older sister was getting married after just one banquet, and to become the fifth prince's consort in a distant country.
Wen Wan sat to one side, savoring the red bean milk tea that the small kitchen had specially prepared for her. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the worried girl and smiled, "Alright, why are you still sighing now?"
Hearing her dear sister's voice, Lin Wanyu forgot to sigh. She moved closer to Qingyin, affectionately hugged her elder sister's arm, and stared at the stunningly beautiful face before her with sparkling eyes, saying coquettishly:
"Sister~ You're so beautiful."
Qingyin smiled, looked gently at the girl leaning against her, and said softly, "You are very beautiful too."
Qingyin's words were true. Although Lin Wanyu's appearance could not compare with Qingyin's, she was indeed a beautiful woman who inherited the best features of both her father and mother.
Combined with the girl's lively temperament, her delicate face was indescribably bright and energetic, a face that made it impossible for anyone to feel any dislike towards her.
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