Zhao Ziyan clicked his tongue.
Who is Lin Liqiang referring to?
Did they see... the same person?
He used to wonder what method the Third Prince had used to recruit Lin Liqiang to his side and make him so devoted.
Looking at it now, it's clear.
Lin Liqiang is single-minded and stubborn.
The Xuanyuan Kingdom valued literature over military affairs, and this was the prevailing atmosphere throughout the country.
The current emperor also prefers poetry about flowers and birds.
When Lin Liqiang was in his most difficult time, the Third Prince helped him and continued to support him secretly without asking for anything in return. But it was precisely because of this that Lin Liqiang followed the Third Prince wholeheartedly.
For Lin Liqiang, protecting his home and country may be important, but protecting Xuanyuan Yonghao is even more important, because without Xuanyuan Yonghao, there would be no Lin Liqiang.
In addition, Lin Liqiang is stubborn and lacks cunning.
The Third Prince usually appears gentle and kind, seemingly innocent and harmless.
He, who spends his days leading troops in battle, had no idea that his prince was so ruthless.
Zhao Ziyan moved his lips, his eyes filled with complex emotions, but in the end he still said...
"Since you trust His Highness so much, you should continue to trust him. His Highness knows what he's doing."
Lin Liqiang was worried that His Highness would suffer a loss.
He was worried that the woman would be taken advantage of.
The Third Prince is ruthless; even he, as Prime Minister, is afraid of those who spend their days playing mind games with others.
Hearing Zhao Ziyan say this, Lin Liqiang's furrowed brows relaxed a little.
Indeed, Your Highness should know your limits.
As darkness fell, the two walked side by side, step by step.
Zhao Ziyan lowered his eyes, a cool breeze brushed his hair, causing it to curl in an arc.
That maid... if there's a chance in the future, I should meet her and have a proper chat with her.
If it's a good one, perhaps it would be a good thing for His Highness.
Su Yan slept for a long time, not waking up until noon the next day.
This shows how much of her strength was expended in that battle.
After waking up, Xiaohua whispered
"Host, you're awake."
Su Yan opened her eyes and took a moment to calm herself down.
Then, she sat up, and the quilt slipped off her body.
A good night's sleep gives you energy, and you look much more energetic.
Xiao Hua reminded her
"Host, His Highness was summoned away by the Emperor half an hour ago."
"I see."
She responded in a soft voice.
She got up and got dressed.
Looking at the purse beside her pillow, a vague sound echoed in her mind.
Yesterday... he seemed to have asked himself to sew a purse.
But, she doesn't know how.
Xiao Hua said again
"Host, sell the stolen goods. The note is still in your pocket."
"Oh, right."
Su Yan opened the purse and saw the note inside. She took it out, tied the purse around her waist, and then walked out of the bedroom.
As soon as I opened the door, the sky outside was overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.
A cool breeze swept into the room. Su Yan's expression was unreadable. She lowered her head, tore the paper in her hand into pieces, found a corner, and with a flick of her wrist, countless pieces of paper scattered in all directions.
Kohana Michi
"Host, it looks like it's going to rain."
As soon as she finished speaking, as if she had thought of something, Xiaohua's delicate body trembled and she obediently shut her mouth.
The host was a little scared on a rainy day.
It's better to talk less, so it won't get thrown out again.
Su Yan's action was clearly seen by Qiu Shi, who was hiding behind the pillar.
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Qiu Shi's eyes.
"Su Yan, what are you doing?!"
She suddenly emerged from behind the pillar, dressed in a pink outfit, exuding charm and allure.
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