Chapter 170
As soon as a sandalwood window closes, a white dove with snow-white tail feathers soars into the vast sky.
"Sixth Prince, let's go, let's go have a match!"
When the soldiers saw the figure in the dark blue robe, they all greeted him warmly and enthusiastically.
Because of the matter concerning the Crown Prince, Yan Jingxu temporarily avoided the capital and came to a military camp a hundred miles away. Although he claimed to be training in the military camp, everyone knew that Empress Sun wanted her youngest son to escape the turmoil in the capital.
The Crown Prince has already angered His Majesty, so Yan Jingxu cannot afford to make any further mistakes.
Fortunately, the soldiers were all sons of commoners. Seeing that Yan Jingxu was easygoing, they wouldn't care about the power struggles in the capital.
Yan Jingxu then spent a peaceful period of time in the military camp.
"You may go." Yan Jingxu waved his hand, but he was not as casual as usual; instead, his expression was somewhat solemn.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the group did not invite him again and left directly.
Yan Jingxu left the military camp and went to the nearby market. He turned left and right and entered a dilapidated and desolate alley.
He stopped in front of the wooden door, knocked gently three times, and waited patiently.
Recently, a letter arrived from the palace, in which several court officials pleaded for the Emperor's brother, saying that His Highness the Crown Prince is an honest and upright person and would certainly not do such a thing as forming cliques for personal gain.
Unexpectedly, the Emperor flew into a rage when someone pleaded for his elder brother...
The wooden door was gently pushed open, and through the narrow crack, a pair of cloudy eyes seemed to see him. After confirming his identity, an old hand reached out: "Your letter."
After Yan Jingxu took it, the wooden door was immediately closed again.
He walked a few steps away before opening the letter.
A moment later.
Yan Jingxu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then he slowly crumpled the letter into a ball with his long, slender fingers, his eyes filled with disbelief.
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It was supposed to be the day Yan Qizhen came to deliver the medicine, but today the medicine was not delivered. Instead, someone from the Fourth Prince's residence sent an invitation.
When Yingning went to Songlin Pavilion, that figure shrouded in mist had been waiting for a long time.
The ink-wash clouds and mist swirled around him, adding a touch of tenderness to his eyes.
His jade-colored fingertips lightly tapped the stone table, but when he lowered his eyes, there was an expectant look in his eyes.
Yan Qizhen seemed to hear footsteps before slowly raising his eyes: "You've come."
"Since Your Highness is in such a good mood, how could I not come?"
"You're threatening me with A-Chu's body?" Ying Ning's words did not change Yan Qizhen's expression.
He used Bai Chuning's medicine as an opportunity, simply because he wanted to see her today.
"Where's the medicine?" Her voice was somewhat cold.
"Don't worry, I've brought the medicine."
Instead of answering the question directly, Yan Qizhen gently poured her a cup of tea:
"This tea was my favorite when I was a child."
"It was brought out today."
The tea in the cup wasn't very fragrant, and the tea leaves were coarse; it looked like just an ordinary cup of tea.
Not to mention the imperial palace, even the homes of some low-ranking officials rarely saw this kind of tea.
This cup of tea is only fit for servants.
Yan Qizhen saw her raise her cup and take a small sip without any apparent abnormality.
"how?"
"The tea is cloudy, but it can still quench thirst." Yingning put down her teacup, her phoenix eyes concealing their brilliance.
He seemed to know she would say that, so he laughed and took a big gulp: "It is indeed cloudy tea, but isn't the purpose of tea to quench thirst?"
"No matter how precious the tea is, its purpose for me is simply to quench my thirst."
His smile, shrouded in mist and rain, made his eyes even more stunning.
Yingning understood his meaning and then spoke up: "So, my role is no longer needed?"
For Yan Qizhen, whether it's good tea or bad tea, it only serves one purpose: to quench thirst.
His failure to deliver the medicine today is a silent threat.
Having achieved his goal, Yan Qizhen disregarded the previous agreement.
"I used to think the same way."
Yan Qizhen put down his teacup, his gaze following the murky tea as if he wanted to figure out what use this thirst-quenching tea could possibly have.
"But unfortunately, while things are unpredictable, people's hearts are even more difficult to fathom."
Even he himself couldn't figure out what was on his mind.
"My father has already written a letter on my behalf and sent it to the Western Regions."
"I imagine our marriage will be settled soon."
As Yan Qizhen spoke, he glanced at her discreetly, and only after confirming that she did not appear angry did he continue:
"This prince does not care who the person is on that day."
“But Zhao Ning, you should know that in this Min Dynasty, only I am worthy of your status.” He reached out his hand, as if to touch the red jade bead on her forehead.
But she gently grasped his fingertips.
A flash of crimson appeared in his eyes, and the red mole on his earlobe resembled a drop of blood.
"Let me guess what would happen if I refused you today?"
"Is it because we can't get the medicine?"
Yan Qizhen paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."
"I don't want things to escalate to that point."
"Fourth Prince, have you considered the consequences of coveting what you shouldn't have?" Her words seemed to carry a hidden meaning.
Although Yan Qizhen found it somewhat strange, he still spoke up:
"I have already tasted the worst flavor."
He stared at Ying Ning's eyes, a hazy affection welling up in his gaze.
Yan Qizhen felt that his fingertips seemed to particularly enjoy her warmth.
The pimi flower, with just a light touch, caused unease and suddenly released a scent similar to the fishy smell of flowers.
The piedra flowers are blooming quietly at this time.
One person is engrossed in it, while the other seems oblivious.
I am a petty person, and I have been greedy for power all my life.
And at this moment, my desire for you is nothing more than a one-sided wish.
My mind is made up, and I have no regrets.
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