Chapter 67: Secretly Happy: I won’t hide anything from the prince...
The night rain in Yangzhou is as dark as a curtain.
In the quiet courtyard, the flickering candlelight casts a shadow on the curtains, and the green smoke of benzoin from the incense holder curls up and drifts in the air.
Shen Xingwan lay in Yan Jinghuan's arms, listening quietly to his whispers.
His voice was calm and gentle, and he spoke slowly and leisurely, laying out all his plans and arrangements in her ears.
She was stunned by what she heard, and just then she realized that this seemingly cruel and cold-hearted man had actually been quietly planning for a long time without her knowing, and acted only after careful consideration.
This time, Shen Yunchao faked his death and escaped, Princess Guang'an pretended to marry, and even the alliance between Wei and Yan were all within his calculations.
His meticulous thinking and careful planning made her admire him.
She raised her eyes to look at Yan Jinghuan. Under the moonlight, the man's eyebrows were handsome and relaxed, and his expression showed a calm and composed look.
It is hard to believe that a man like this only wants to be a free and easy prince.
As the two were whispering, they suddenly heard a report from outside. The guards outside the door respectfully reported: "Your Highness, the mastermind who murdered General Shen Yunchao has been found out. After the interrogation, the confession has been sent to the study. Please review it, Your Highness."
Yan Jinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Who did it?"
"To answer your Highness, those people are all former subordinates of General Zhang, and they are all under his orders."
Shen Xingwan's heart was slightly shocked. General Zhang?
She was about to ask, but Yan Jinghuan had already stood up slowly, looked down at her, and said in a gentle tone: "This matter is definitely not that simple. I will go to the study to check it out. You should rest first."
Shen Xingwan nodded obediently and held back the questions she was about to ask. She decided it wouldn't be too late to ask again after he had found out the truth.
"Your Highness, please go and come back soon. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. You must take care of yourself."
Yan Jinghuan raised the corners of his lips slightly when he heard this.
He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "Wait for me."
After watching him turn and leave, she sighed, lay back on the couch, hugged the quilt, and tossed and turned in sleep.
Although her brother's life was not in danger and Princess Guang'an was not really married far away in the northern border, her heart was still burning with anxiety and she could not calm down at all.
It is still unknown whether my brother can return safely after entering the northern border alone this time, and whether he can rescue Princess Guang'an unharmed.
The night breeze was slightly cool. Shen Xingwan lay on his side, his brows slightly furrowed, his heart in turmoil.
The moonlight poured in through the window lattice and quietly fell on the crimson gauze curtain.
When Shen Xingwan slowly woke up, the morning light was already visible outside the window. Amid the mist, the magnolia in the courtyard was quietly blooming, exuding a faint fragrance.
She tilted her head slightly and reached out to touch the pillow. There was still a trace of warmth on the mattress, and on the quilt and pillow, there was also a faint lingering familiar scent of cold pine.
She was stunned for a moment, then sighed slightly. Yan Jinghuan must have gotten up early and went to the study.
Given his personality, if he gets busy, he might not even have breakfast.
Shen Xingwan's heart softened. Thinking about it carefully, she suddenly proposed to return to Beijing yesterday, and he immediately started to make arrangements.
Today he went to the study before dawn, probably to review the piles of memorials so that he could accompany her back to Beijing.
She asked herself whether she had ever asked him to be so accommodating to her.
But he was always like this, silently arranging everything for her, without saying a word and never taking credit for it.
Thinking of this, her heart warmed. She stood up, put on her clothes, and called Feiyun in to help her wash up.
Feiyun, who was waiting outside, responded immediately, gently pushed open the door and walked in.
The water cup rang softly, the bronze mirror reflected people, and Feiyun combed her hair while asking softly, "Miss, are you leaving for Beijing today?"
Shen Xingwan looked at herself in the mirror and nodded. Suddenly she remembered something and slowly told Feiyun, "Oh, go find Xiaochun later and ask her to pack up and come back to Beijing with us."
She thought for a moment and added, "If she wants to say goodbye to her mother, there is still some time now, so send a maid to accompany her."
Feiyun was slightly startled, then responded cheerfully: "Miss, you are very thoughtful, I'm sure Xiaochun will be happy."
Shen Xingwan smiled and let Feiyun tie up her long hair and pin it with a magnolia flower that had just bloomed in the new year. The flower was delicate and had a subtle fragrance, which made her features look particularly gentle and beautiful like a painting.
After she had finished dressing, Feiyun changed her into a plain light purple home dress with her sleeves hanging down. Her every move showed her elegance and composure.
"Miss, you have become even more beautiful after you got married!" Feiyun couldn't help but praise her, and suddenly frowned her two delicate crescent eyebrows, wondering: "Is it really as they say, that if you are moistened by the rain and dew, you will really be moisturized and become more beautiful?"
Shen Xingwan's face and neck immediately turned red, and she patted the back of her hand in embarrassment, "Where did you hear that nonsense? Tell me, you little girl, it's useless to think about these nonsense all day long."
She pulled Feiyun's earlobe, looked at her with a smile, and said angrily: "Is it possible that spring has come and you, little girl, are also feeling amorous? If so, I will decide to find you a boy, okay?"
"don't want!"
Feiyun was horrified. She ignored the fact that her earlobe was still in Shen Xingwan's hand and immediately knelt down crying, "Miss, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please don't send me away. I don't want to be with a boy. I want to follow you and serve you all my life. Woo..."
Shen Xingwan was stunned for a moment when he saw this, then quickly let go of her hand and pulled her up.
She originally just wanted to tease her, but she didn't expect her to react so strongly.
She quickly held Feiyun's hand, rubbed her earlobe, and said in a gentle voice: "Stop crying, how can I send you away so easily? You and I have been through so much together. I have always treated you as my sister. I will definitely find a good marriage for you and give you a grand wedding."
"I don't want a grand wedding." Feiyun wiped her tears and sobbed, "I just want to follow the young lady."
"That's a stupid thing to say."
Shen Xingwan laughed, took her hand and patted it, "Okay, you are still young, it's too early to talk about this, let's talk about it later, okay?"
"Um......"
After washing up, Feiyun went to find Xiaochun. Shen Xingwan went to the small kitchen, personally selected some light and delicious porridge and side dishes, put them in a lunch box, and took them to the study.
The warm yellow sunlight scattered in the house, illuminating the swaying shadows of the bamboo in the courtyard. The breeze blew by, bringing the warmth of early spring, and gently brushed across the faint smile on her lips.
Shen Xingwan gently pushed the door open and walked in. The study was quiet and silent, with only the breeze blowing the branches of flowers hanging outside the window.
Yan Jinghuan was wearing a casual black shirt and was sitting at the desk, concentrating on writing something on the spread-out memorial, as if he was finalizing something important.
She couldn't bear to disturb him, so she quietly carried the food box and placed it on the round table beside her.
The food box touched the table lightly, making a very slight sound. Yan Jinghuan paused and looked up.
Their eyes met, the morning light reflected in his dark eyes, Shen Xingwan smiled shyly, "Did I disturb you?"
She didn't come closer. "I don't have anything to do. I just came to bring you some food. If you are busy, remember to eat as much as you can to avoid the pain of an empty stomach for too long."
Her eyes fell on the pile of documents on the table. She pursed her lips, turned around and was about to leave, but she heard the sound of a chair leg and a breeze behind her, and then someone firmly grasped her wrist.
When she came back to her senses, Yan Jinghuan had already stood up and was close to her. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said with a hint of teasing: "Why are you leaving just after you got here?"
"Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
Shen Xingwan's face immediately turned red, and he turned his head away, refusing to look at him, and just hit him lightly with his backhand.
The blow was soft and powerless, like the tip of a cat's tail sweeping across the ground, lightly brushing against the tip of his heart.
Yan Jinghuan chuckled, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he held her hand tightly, then he pulled her into his arms. Shen Xingwan cried out softly, her body leaning slightly, and was already firmly held in his arms.
"You brought this upon yourself."
He whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her ear, "Now that you're here, you can't leave. Sit down and have dinner with me."
After saying that, he didn't let go, and let her sit on his lap, with his arms still tightly around her, not giving her any chance to escape.
Shen Xingwan blushed and struggled to get up, but Yan Jinghuan was so strong that she couldn't push him away. She could only say angrily, "There are many people waiting outside. If someone sees us, won't we be laughed at?"
Yan Jinghuan chuckled, knowing that she was thin-skinned, and just looked at her meaningfully, a little helpless. In the end, he stopped making things difficult for her, released her hand and let her sit on the stool next to him.
He opened the food box, scooped a bowl of green glutinous rice porridge and handed it to her.
"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. Eat something. We need to go on the road later."
Shen Xingwan took it with a red face, lowered her head and took a sip, her ears were still very hot.
In the cozy study, the morning light gradually becomes warmer.
The two of them ate quietly, savoring the light and delicious porridge and side dishes on the table.
The porridge is fragrant, exuding a warm and soft aroma.
Yan Jinghuan picked up some side dishes for her from time to time. Shen Xingwan lowered her eyes slightly and was about to say something when she suddenly heard Feiyun's voice coming from outside the door.
"Miss, your servant Feiyun requests to see you."
Shen Xingwan raised her eyes, paused for a moment, and then called softly, "Come in."
Feiyun walked in lightly and bowed politely. She glanced at Yan Jinghuan unconsciously, then quickly lowered her eyes, as if she was a little hesitant, not knowing how to start the conversation.
Seeing her hesitation, Shen Xingwan said softly, "Just say it."
"If you have anything to say, just speak frankly. I will not hide anything from the prince."
As soon as she finished speaking, although Yan Jinghuan continued to eat with chopsticks calmly, his hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and then his movements were as usual, as if he didn't care at all, only a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
He did not interrupt, but just listened quietly.
When Feiyun heard Shen Xingwan say this, she stopped hesitating and whispered, "Miss, it was Xiaochun... She just made a very unreasonable request. I really couldn't make up my mind, so I came to ask for your advice."
Shen Xingwan frowned slightly, put down the porcelain spoon in his hand, and looked up at her.
"What request?"
Feiyun hesitated for a moment, his eyes moved between Shen Xingwan and Yan Jinghuan, and finally lowered his voice.
"She...she said she wanted to visit the grave."
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