Old Wang's face darkened, and he couldn't help coughing again, choking and struggling to breathe, his face turning red.
After finally stopping, he asked again, "Say it again, where does he live?!"
"Young...Young Master's courtyard." The steward trembled. "This old servant asked the young master before whether he wanted to set up a residence for the young prince. The young master said that you agreed and that the young prince could live in his courtyard. This old servant will not have to bother with the rest."
Listening to the steward's words, the old king vaguely remembered that three months ago, he had instructed Si Jin not to mistreat Ji Linyuan.
What a terrible thing!
Old Wang almost slapped himself twice with his cane—he wondered why this wolf cub didn't like the Miao girls, it turned out he was after his son!
"No! I have to go back and see, go back and see!" The old king turned around, leaning on his cane, and stumbled back to Si Jin's courtyard.
Jin'er had never told him that she liked men; this was truly inviting a wolf into the house (#Д)!
But when he got to the courtyard, he saw Ji Linyuan leaving Si Jin's room and bowing respectfully to him: "Young Master, please rest early. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he obediently went into the side room, without showing any signs of ambiguity.
The old king breathed a slight sigh of relief—it seemed he had worried unnecessarily.
It wasn't that he didn't want Jin'er to be with men; it was just that Ji Linyuan was, after all, a person from the Central Plains, and the relationship between the Central Plains and Miao territory had always been sometimes good and sometimes bad. His act of lending Ji Linyuan troops and arranging a marriage was also to consolidate this relationship.
But he couldn't guarantee forever, and he didn't want to cause Jin'er any distress if the boy changed his mind because of power.
The old emperor sighed, still being supported by his personal eunuch, and disappeared into the night.
After everyone left, Ji Linyuan quietly climbed through the window into Si Jin's room and slept with her in his arms—he would return to the grasslands and fight for Si Jin's hand in marriage, asking his uncle for permission.
… …
The autumn hunt was just around the corner, and the old king, having gathered his strength, sat on his high seat and delivered a rousing speech: "After the New Year, my second prince will also be coming of age, so today I have brought out the treasure of the Miao tribe, the Sunset Bow, to bring good luck."
"Legend has it that this is the bow used by Hou Yi when he shot down the suns. It is made entirely of black iron and weighs 140 jin (70 catties). It can withstand heavy arrows that can pierce through iron armor. Only the best men in the world can draw it. Who is willing to fire the first arrow to start the autumn hunt?"
After waiting for the old king to finish speaking, the second prince was eager to try, but as soon as he spoke, he heard Si Jin chuckle softly from the side.
"My second brother's leg is already lame, yet he still acts so bravely. His courage is truly commendable."
Upon hearing this, many court officials and concubines recalled the incident a few days ago when the second prince snatched Ji Linyuan's horse.
The second prince, acting like a fool, confidently tried to steal a horse but failed and instead broke his leg after being thrown from the horse. He then went to the queen crying to complain.
Everyone kept this in mind; though they wouldn't laugh openly, they were secretly delighted.
The whispered taunts only fueled the Second Prince's inner turmoil, solidifying his resolve to kill Si Jin.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry!" The second prince comforted himself: His mother had already set up a plan for him. He had several opportunities to kill You Sijin today, so he wasn't angry.
After much mental preparation, the second prince stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked toward the Sunset Bow with an air of neither servility nor arrogance—his mother had already ordered the Sunset Bow to be replaced with a fake one, which he could pull with a single pull.
The position of the young master of Miao territory is his!
The second prince's demeanor surprised the old king and everyone else. Could it be that people who are about to come of age all become more mature?
The second prince stepped forward, and under everyone's gaze, tossed aside his cane, a smirk playing on his lips, and confidently reached for the Sunset Bow.
However, the fake Sunset Bow, which was originally so light that it could be picked up with one hand, had somehow become cold and hard, and he couldn't lift it no matter how hard he tried.
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