In the evening, somewhere in Xia Country.
"Master, the people over there have retreated." A shadow guard knelt in front of Yu Yongning.
"Hmm." A strange look flashed across Yu Yongning's eyes, and his voice was cold: "What about Prince Qi's Mansion? Is there any new movement?"
Ying Yi paused slightly when he heard this.
The woman who appeared in the peach blossom forest and whom his master had asked him to investigate some time ago turned out to be Princess Shi Shuling of Prince Qi's Mansion.
Yingyi still remembers how gloomy and terrifying his master's expression was when he reported the news to him.
Yingyi didn't want to think about whether the master's expression was due to the interests represented by the identity of Princess Qi, or simply because... the person the master was interested in had already married someone else.
However, these past few days, as he conducted in-depth investigations, he heard more and more news about the love between Prince Qi and Princess Qi, and his master's mood became increasingly worse...
He said with some complexity: "My Lord, neither Prince Qi nor Princess Qi left the palace today."
Yu Yongning's handsome and deep face was gloomy: "I understand. Let's prepare for tomorrow's banquet."
Yingyi replied, "Yes."
Before retreating, he secretly glanced at his master.
Although the plan to attend the palace banquet was for the greater good, to discuss cooperation with the Emperor of Xia, he had a feeling that the master had chosen the banquet day as the breakthrough point for the cooperation plan because he wanted to meet Princess Qi...
Well, he must have been overthinking it.
Even if the master was somewhat attracted to Shu Ling at that time, she was already married. How could the master still be obsessed with her?
Ying Yi's figure quickly disappeared in the house, while Yu Yongning slowly lowered his eyes, drew out his long sword, and patiently wiped the sword in the sharp sword light.
The sword light reflected the determination in the man's eyes; he was like a dormant leopard.
…
The next day.
The evening clouds in the sky gradually cleared, and the mist was thick, reflecting the golden splendor of the imperial palace. Carriages coming to attend the eldest princess' birthday party drove into the palace gate one after another.
Except for the royal relatives of particularly high status, the carriages of ordinary officials had to stop here and walk into the palace.
But Shi Wuqing is obviously not in this group.
She sat in Qi Luan's carriage and went straight into the palace.
When passing the palace gate, Shi Wuqing looked out through the car window a few times. In this glance, she saw the Shangshu's wife and her brother Shi Yu.
Shi Yu seemed to notice her gaze and nodded at her.
Shi Wuqing did not respond, but glanced sideways silently at the reader panel.
There was a white eye above:
[Fuck you, do you know who is in that car?!]
"Your sister is here! What the hell are you looking at? I'm so big, can't you see me?"
[This silly boy, he doesn't even know that his sister has been switched! ]
[You nodded, but after a while you recognized who it was, you were so angry that you lost your mind.]
It can be seen from this reader panel that the heroine should also be at the palace gate, watching all this.
Shi Wuqing felt a little cold on his back, closed the curtains, and sat down properly.
Qi Luan handed her a piece of cake: "Try it, it's the flavor you like, the chef just made it yesterday."
Shi Wuqing reached out to take it, but Qi Luan moved his hand away, not allowing her to take it.
"?" Shi Wuqing asked with a questioning look.
Qi Luan said sternly, "Don't get your hands dirty."
"...Then how do I eat?"
Qi Luan handed the cake to her mouth and said in a light tone: "Let me feed you."
Shi Wuqing was silent for a moment, not knowing whether it was more ridiculous that the male protagonist had time to ask the chef to research her favorite pastries even though he knew that the emperor wanted to get rid of him, or that he fed her pastries but didn't let her take them on the grounds that it would dirty his hands, and had to feed her himself.
Absurdity came and went, and Shi Wuqing, who was burdened with the character setting, gave the other party a sweet smile: "A Luan."
Qi Luan's eyes moved: "What's wrong?"
The girl pushed his hand away and glared at him: "Why don't you just help me eat it."
This look was more of an intimate act of coquettishness than a complaint.
Qi Luan felt a little short of breath. He blinked his eyes and repeated hesitantly, "Eat you...?"
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