Chapter 115 Return to Chang'an: Prince Yan: "What I'm saying is - you give her...
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The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. In this place far away from Chang'an, Yan Siqing is sleeping on her bed. Although someone often behaves naughty and eccentric in front of her, once he really promises, he will be as strong and unbreakable as a sword.
He said he wouldn't bully her, and he really kept his promise.
He just lay beside her, sleeping in the same quilt, but was very content.
When Yan Siqing felt sleepy and half-drowsy, she vaguely felt that this man seemed to have become more mature.
Actually, this is normal.
The growth of ordinary people must be due to major changes in their originally stable and adaptable lives, which can be due to their situation or the people they care about.
What Jiang Hui encountered was a combination of both.
But Yan Siqing knew that it was not just about himself, but probably more about Jiang Hui's own family affairs.
The Heavenly Family is ruthless.
He must have had some feelings for his grandfather, but these feelings must have faded away little by little when he repeatedly sensed that the latter had the intention to destroy Prince Yan's Mansion.
It wasn't something that happened overnight, nor was it the Liao family's meticulously planned, ready-to-shoot-at-any-minute ambitions. It wasn't that they knew Chen was a problem long ago, yet still granted him the status of King Ying, using him to lure people and orchestrating new factional struggles to weaken the Prince Yan's Mansion...
Finally, when he won a great victory and eliminated the external threat, he arranged for Chen to be used as bait to lure and kill him in Prince Yan's mansion.
Jiang Hui knew all this, but when he entered the palace, he turned a blind eye to the corpses of the other younger uncles, did not even go to see Emperor Heng who was seriously ill from the poison, and did not talk about this matter with Prince Yan.
His grandfather had his own plans and put them into action.
His father also had his own plan, a dormant outbreak.
What about him?
There is also the deep ambition hidden beneath the young appearance, and the cruelty of a lone wolf.
He wouldn't even talk about this with Yan Siqing.
It's not that I want to hide it from Yan Siqing, but...
There was always a hatred between them for the extermination of the Yan family.
It would be rude to talk to her about the disputes and disputes in their family, and the cycle of life and death.
So Jiang Hui didn't mention it, and Yan Siqing didn't ask either.
The house was quiet, as if sleeping with the moon.
But Yan Siqing was still a little confused, half asleep and half awake, his eyebrows and eyes fixed on the light slanting through the window coffin reflected on the wooden board.
The shadows of the trees rustled and the light swayed.
Summer is almost over and autumn is coming, so it becomes cold.
I inexplicably think of my childhood.
Parents, cakes, relatives, destruction, heavy rain...
It’s so strange, as each year goes by, the things that happened in my childhood become clearer and clearer.
It was as if she had never grown up and was always trapped in the past.
But it may also be like the cycle of the four seasons, which always repeats itself, except that this year's rainy season is longer and colder, making it more difficult for her to cope.
She actually felt a little cold.
But there was still scarlet-red charcoal heat on the other side of the stove, like a red flame.
She looked at it and felt a stinging pain in her eyes. She closed her eyes and felt a little anxious.
Suddenly, a warm figure came close to her from behind, put his arms around her waist and held her close in his arms.
He slept well and had a boiling body temperature like a strong beast. He held her hand almost instinctively with steady breathing and would not let go.
Tight.
Like a small stove.
A warm, but not harmful, small stove.
Yan Siqing was stunned for a moment, then reached out and placed her hand on the other person's broad hand on her waist, interlocking her fingers. She closed her eyes and gradually felt sleepy.
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If you encounter a problem and cannot solve it, then don't argue about it and just accept it.
It's like you always say something meaningful and never try to deceive people.
So when we return to Chang'an, there will be no delay.
After Fuling returned to the main courtyard, he handed the child back to Zhou, and was worried about how Yan Siqing would explain to these people or tell them the remaining arrangements.
She could see that Yan Siqing cared a lot about her family - regardless of whether they were related by blood or not, she really treated Zhou and even Madam Liu Erqin as her own family and respected them very much. She did not decide everyone's fate like a servant.
However, she didn't expect that Yan Siqing just casually mentioned that he wanted to go back to Chang'an during breakfast the next morning.
No other explanation.
Fuling was surprised and subconsciously observed the reactions of Zhou and the others. As a result... Zhou was not surprised at all. Instead, she asked what to bring on the road. As for Zhao Zhao, she cheered that they could go to Chang'an to play...
Zhou touched Zhaozhao's head and recounted the prosperity and bustle of Chang'an.
Zhao Zhao was overjoyed, her eyes shining, and she couldn't wait to pack up her toys and clothes... Liu Er and the others were laughing and making preparations as well.
Yan Siqing responded to Zhou, then supported her chin and looked at her gently and affectionately.
Fuling observed them back and forth, vaguely aware of something - Chen Cangyu's behavior, for any woman, a wife, would be an unforgivable hatred. How many people could put aside their differences and resentment and clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment? But Yan Siqing could do it. He did not vent his anger on people like Zhou. He always judged responsibility based on actual personal cause and effect. Good was good, bad was bad.
Stay or not, care or not.
She never hid it.
So from the beginning, everyone who targeted her could see her weakness, and even servants like Liu'er could be used to threaten her.
At the beginning, even Jiang Hui thought this was an undesirable weakness, and therefore lacked an accurate judgment of her.
If he is like this, what about Fuling and other "hostile schemers"?
You are so precious and unique, there is no one like you in the world.
But, aren’t the people she cares about precious too?
Zhou, she was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and had been cooperating with Yan Siqing's arrangements all this time. She carefully restrained a group of people in the local area and had never caused any trouble for Yan Siqing. In the face of an irresistible crisis, she was able to deal with it calmly and finally rescued him. How could she not know about the changes in Chang'an - she knew that Yan Siqing had gotten married and had become a princess.
It was not difficult for Zhou to accept the fact that her granddaughter-in-law married someone else. After all, when the news of Chen Cangyu's death came, Yan Siqing did not leave to protect herself, which showed that she was deeply grateful to the Shen family. There was no need to mention what happened later, as everyone knew it.
At such a young age, if she found someone she loved, remarriage would be a good idea. Besides, it's not like she had never met Jiang Hui before...
As for the inner story behind this marriage, even the common people in Chang'an were not very clear about it, so how could she understand it? Anyway, as an elder, she was quite satisfied with this marriage.
Then, Yan Siqing came back again...
Zhou knew that there must be something behind the scenes, but the person came back safe and sound, which was a happy occasion. Why asked so many questions?
She only knew that it was good not to go back. The family would be happy, with money and free time. It would be good to go back too.
It's all good anyway.
But she still made some efforts and plans.
For example, if she really has to go back to Chang'an, she doesn't have to worry about Yan Siqing, and they don't have anything to do. As an old lady, she has nothing to say, so she can go anywhere.
But the identity of the little granddaughter is a bit embarrassing after all.
So, as a grandmother, Zhou made preparations in advance.
Looking at Zhaozhao's performance, Fuling knew that Zhou had mentioned to her the prosperity and bustle of Chang'an in the past. For a child, wherever her mother is is her home. It would be great if that place is also beautiful and fun.
She is not at all averse, has a strong curiosity about the outside world, is not afraid of interacting with strangers, is open and forthright, and is sometimes very similar to her mother.
Generally, such children must be raised with love, and someone will carefully plan for their long-term future and consider them in every aspect.
Zhao Zhao happily went downstairs to pack the "gifts". The servants occasionally helped her, which was already cultivating her independent ability.
Yan Siqing watched her leave, and then the room became much quieter, with only a few people left.
Yan Siqing asked Zhou curiously, "Why do I feel like you have other plans?"
Zhou was stunned. "No, I want to go with you. Why don't you let me go?"
She was joking too.
Yan Siqing laughed: "I dare not. An old man in the family is like a treasure. We cannot do without you. Mother always mentions you in Chang'an. But you must have other intentions by coaxing the little girl like this. Don't let her cry and I will have to take the blame."
Zhou snorted, "Chang'an is the imperial capital after all, where many great scholars gather. Most of the world's outstanding scholars are there. Zhaozhao is old enough, and it's time for her to study seriously. You're the only one in our family who's knowledgeable enough to teach her, but you don't have the time. We need to find a good teacher and a good school. Is there any better place in the world than Chang'an?"
Yan Siqing agreed, "I know, there will be arrangements, but do you have any suggestions?"
Fu Ling, who was standing by, suddenly realized: "Ah? For this?"
She watched Yan Siqing and Zhou discuss their children's education seriously, treating it as a top priority, and mentioned many great scholars in the country...
Marriage in a royal palace, court struggles, wealth, fame and fortune are not the first considerations for an old lady like Zhou.
First, read!
The child is going to study!
Yes, what could be more important than your children’s education?
Zhou felt that Yan Siqing's love and marriage were her personal affairs, and even Zhaozhao had no right to control her mother.
In some ways, Zhou and Yan Siqing are quite similar. They are both people who are in charge, have the final say, and take their own needs as women seriously.
However, we also care about the reading and wisdom of future generations.
As Fuling watched, his mind suddenly drifted away: If her parents hadn't died young, would she have been able to secure a good future at Zhaozhao's age? Of course, there was no comparison. No matter how much her parents loved her, they couldn't transcend worldly rules.
There is only Zhao Zhao.
She was born with such a good mother and a good grandmother.
Too many people love her.
Fuling was sad, and she also felt that the world was not as tragic as she had seen in the past ten years of her life.
But, it doesn't belong to her...
Fuling was distracted, her thoughts drifting away, when she suddenly realized something. When she came back to her senses, she found that Yan Siqing had peeled a fruit and placed it on the plate in front of her.
She was still chatting, just casually.
Fuling looked at the fruit, lowered his head and began to eat, while listening to the two powerful women discussing some future "teachers" for Zhaozhao.
At this moment, Zhao Zhao, who was still packing things in his room, suddenly felt his nose a little itchy and sneezed.
Awww, what's going on?
Who is missing her?
No matter what, she is going to Chang'an to play!!!
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Yan Siqing returned to the villa. She had a lot of things, so even if she wanted to pick and choose to take to Chang'an, she didn't have to pack them herself. She came here alone just to remind Jiang Hui.
But when she arrived, she saw the man walking back and forth with a piece of paper in his hand.
He was a martial arts master with extraordinary hearing, and he didn't try to hide it, but he was too focused and didn't take precautions.
"what you do?"
Yan Siqing asked, Jiang Hui was embarrassed and wanted to hide the paper behind him. Yan Siqing stretched out his hand, and he pursed his lips and handed it over.
Yan Siqing looked at the words on the paper and was stunned.
"Lines?"
Jiang Hui touched his nose and said, "I have to explain to your old lady and your little baby why I brought you to Chang'an. I can't make them angry."
Yan Siqing: "I've already said it, they know I decided to go back on my own, it's already been decided, they have no intention of resisting it, you don't have to worry about it."
She was open-minded. Her daughter was hers, and Zhou and others were her beloved relatives and friends. They were part of her life and there was no need to impose them on Jiang Hui, forcing such a rebellious person to bow down and compromise.
It seemed like she wasn't that filial and honest to people like Prince Yan.
Just mind your own business.
Jiang Hui was stunned, and even a little unhappy, but he still said: "It's not an explanation, it's flattery."
"A gentleman loves a beautiful lady, so how can he not pay for her?"
"We still have decades to go, and they and you have decades to go too."
"Life is long, and it's worth planning for a long time. I have to make sure they praise me highly and think that I am the most qualified partner to be by your side."
He treated this matter as cautiously as if it were a war, serious and frank. Yan Siqing was packing books. Hearing this, she stopped, touched the lines on the seal of the ancient book, and looked back at him. "You and I are already married. If it weren't for the huge contradiction, I wouldn't change my mind from one day to the next, nor would I resist letting you have me for a long time."
"Don't worry."
Jiang Hui wondered how the woman in front of him could say such... words that made his heart flutter in such a serious and plain manner.
The morning light outside the window shone on her, and her hair looked like golden threads.
He watched.
"Actually, if you want to hear the truth."
"That's why I'm obsessed with this, because it's related to you."
“It brings me joy.”
Yan Siqing was silent for a moment, then took out the book.
"and you."
"Um?"
“Very discerning.”
She was joking seriously, which was also a response to his love. Jiang Hui was overjoyed and laughed like crazy. He walked forward happily, asked her to put the book in her arms, helped her hold it up, and then followed her step by step. The two of them walked step by step in the morning light, packing up the books.
Chat sometimes.
The main reason was that Jiang Hui was talkative and asked her if she could help him change his lines and how to please the old and the young.
"Think for yourself."
"Please help me..."
"Aren't you enjoying it?"
"I need an insider."
“.....”
He thought they were really fighting a war and there was an insider.
Yan Siqing disliked him, but in the end...still gave him a few suggestions.
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On the way back to Chang'an, Zhou still had some habits about Jiang Hui from Yancheng. She felt that this man was indeed invaluable in terms of ability and status. He could protect Yan Siqing from being bullied by other messy people, but his temper seemed a little difficult to please.
This contact along the way...
Um....
Mrs. Zhou felt as if she had found a grandson-in-law. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him, and finally she praised him endlessly.
"Siqing's vision is... not bad."
Compared to Zhou, Zhao Zhao was reserved towards this strange "uncle" from the first day, but on the seventh day...
Jiang Hui has already taken him on horseback.
If it wasn't him, there were also people like Ruoqin and Ruozhao lining up to take her out to play and have fun all the way.
Yan Siqing didn't care and just let her do what she wanted.
In the carriage, Fuling said, "She will cry when she goes to Chang'an."
Yan Siqing was calm and composed: "It's okay, I can cry, eat and write the test at the same time, it won't delay me."
How could her own daughter not know that she loves to play and eat?
It's okay.
“.....”
Fuling felt that once they arrived in Chang'an, Zhaozhao would probably quickly accept her new father without any rejection - he had to find someone to plead for her.
Kids, that's it.
Fuling couldn't help laughing.
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Chang'an.
Xie Juansi has been extremely busy lately, using intense work to clear her mind and worries. Now Xie Rong is worried she'll collapse, so she's changed her lazy ways and is actively helping...
He just talks too much, so Xie Juansi sometimes tells him to shut up or find a future wife to pass the time.
Xie Rong felt aggrieved for a moment, "Which girl wants me? Do you think I'm you, with suitors lining up all over Chang'an?"
The Xie family is on the rise again, and Xie Juansi is holding power again, so many people are rushing to...
Xie Rong wanted to say something more, but was silenced by Xie Juansi's glance. He then found an intelligence file from another place on the table. He took a look and guessed what it meant just by the few words on it.
"Sister, are you still looking for Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
Xie Juansi: "We have to make sure he's safe and sound."
She did not accept the rumor that the person was dead.
No one wants to replace me.
Xie Rong also thought so. "It's definitely okay. She's so smart. The fake prince definitely can't outsmart her. I think he'll just take advantage of the situation and leave Chang'an."
"It depends on whether His Royal Highness can find her."
"But, sister, do you want her to live peacefully outside, or return to Chang'an... Excuse me for asking too much, sister, you must want her to be free."
Xie Juansi raised his eyes, his expression unusual, and then said, "No."
ah?
When Xie Rong was confused, Xie Juansi finished the work at hand and took back the spy information from Xie Rong.
"If it is a rare treasure, it must either be concealed from the world and buried in dust for the rest of its life, or it will never be absolutely free."
“If you want freedom, that position may not be the best, but if you can control it, it will definitely be better.”
Xie Juansi stood up, sealed the scroll and put it into storage, saying calmly, "Just like me, no matter how much I despise my family, I know that without the Xie family, no matter how proud and arrogant I am, or how proud I am of my beauty and talent, I will only end up being played with and betrayed by others."
"The so-called low-key seclusion is just a joke."
"Unless she leaves the country, but why?"
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The two siblings went together with Xie to attend the birthday party of an old friend and elder. However, Xie Juansi had something to do in the middle of the party. When she was leaving, she bumped into a young man from an unknown family who came hurriedly at the door. She thought it was an accident, but the other party handed her a card sincerely and confessed his love to Xie Juansi.
The maid beside me summed it up: love at first sight, willing to come to the house.
There were other families and common people around, and there were quite a lot of people, making it lively and noisy. Some people praised the young man for his good family background and fame. Although he was far inferior to the Xie family and was a illegitimate son of a side branch, it was still great that he was willing to come.
Some even called for intercession. In such a situation, even the daughters of aristocratic families couldn't be too arrogant. They had to give some respect to such a noble student, after all, he was about to become an official...
The previous incident with the Liao family actually shows how difficult it is to offend the group of pen-wielding experts behind these scholar groups.
Xie Juansi will get married sooner or later.
The Xie family's disciples standing nearby were all confidants and were furious, but Xie Juansi knew that this seemingly ordinary "accident" must have been orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.
There are people from other families, the family behind this person, and more likely some members of the Xie family.
The news of Yan Siqing's death was widely reported some time ago, and Prince Yan had no intention of making any further use of the Xie family.
Some people couldn't hold back any longer.
The best option is actually to be polite and perfunctory.
I'll figure it out later.
But Xie Juansi knew that if she didn't refuse today, the scandal would inevitably become a hot topic due to the other party's deliberate promotion.
Unfortunately, she is no longer the Xie Juansi she used to be.
She spoke directly, "I have high expectations and have always been attracted to men who are extremely intelligent but indifferent to fame and fortune. You are a man of great achievements and will have a bright future. You will naturally pursue a bright future, which is not a good match for me."
It was flawless and he said everything that needed to be said.
The young man's face flushed red, and the words his elders had told him seemed to be buried alive in his mind. In anger and humiliation, he started to insult them.
She's old, no one wants her, and no one of high status wants to marry her anymore...
Xie Rong arrived and kicked him.
Xie Juansi was reluctant to take action due to the harsh social attitude towards women, but he was different. He was not an official and was a waste, so he didn't care about his reputation.
Just kick it.
The scene suddenly became noisy.
But suddenly it became quiet again.
Since this is the main street leading to the palace, it was a coincidence that the troops on their way back passed by here.
We passed by and bumped into each other.
"yes...."
"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"What are you talking about, Your Majesty..."
They both knew that the other was the future crown prince.
Jiang Hui treats others like a true killing god, and a single look is enough to kill.
The whole place was dead silent.
A huge army, black cavalry with red characters, the carriages and horses stopped. Jiang Hui on his horse glanced at the commotion, too lazy to say anything, but turned back.
The carriage curtain was opened, and Xie Juansi, who had just felt something, glanced sideways and saw clearly - Yan Siqing.
Look at each other.
Yan Siqing smiled.
The complexity that had just arisen in Xie Juansi was suddenly smoothed out, his expression stabilized, and he saluted from a distance.
"Your Highness, you are back."
The carriages and horses separated, Jiang Hui and Yan Siqing went to the palace, and the rest were sent to Prince Yan's mansion.
Xie Juansi looked at the direction of the carriage, thoughtfully.
She always felt that Yan Siqing who came back this time was different from before.
But I can’t tell.
It seems more peaceful and calm.
Until Xie Juansi noticed that there seemed to be a little girl in the other carriage.
She brought her daughter to Chang'an! ?
Xie Juansi was silent for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The fact that she was able to bring her daughter here meant that in Yan Siqing's view, Chang'an no longer posed a threat to her.
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The imperial palace.
Prince Yan walked into the house, and the palace maids and imperial physicians all withdrew, leaving only Wei Tingzhong, who had just entered the palace, still standing by.
"Is Lord Wei worried?"
Wei Tingzhong bowed and said, "I dare not, but I have something to report to His Majesty."
Prince Yan sat at the side, picked up the medicine soup, stirred it with a spoon, and glanced at the old man who was lying quietly on the couch with his eyes closed.
"My son and daughter-in-law are back."
"Father, are you happy?"
Emperor Heng opened his eyes, which looked cloudy and weak, but still able to convey a cold look.
"Are you happy then?"
Prince Yan: "Of course I am happy. After all, I am not as blessed as my father. He has countless children and everything he wants. I only have this one child."
Emperor Heng: "Even if I had more sons, there aren't many left now."
Prince Yan: "Father, take good care of yourself. When you recover, you will have a new son. I will also be happy to have more brothers."
"You know, you've taught me to be a good brother since I was a child."
"You are very satisfied with me, aren't you?"
The medicinal soup was originally hot. When the imperial physician brought it, it gradually cooled down as the prince, who had the demeanor of a graceful and Confucian general, patiently stirred it.
Emperor Heng's face was expressionless. "She knows, after all, that your mother exterminated the Yan clan out of jealousy. How could she, with her ability, endure such a deep blood feud? I admit, she's a rare woman in the world. If she didn't have this hatred, and the possibility of revenge against my Jiang clan, I wouldn't be unhappy for her to be a happy couple with Chi Lin."
"She can also be a good mother of a country."
"I'm afraid she won't be able to let go of her hatred."
"Even your son can't beat her."
Wei Tingzhong beside him lowered his eyes and said nothing, while Emperor Heng moved his fingers and raised his hand to signal.
Wei Tingzhong then prepared to go out.
But he hasn't walked out yet.
I heard Prince Yan say a few calm words.
"They say a dying man's words are kind. Why don't you have the courage to admit that it was you who destroyed the Yan family? If I hadn't finally arrived, they, mother and daughter, would have died tragically."
Wei Tingzhong paused and continued walking out.
Emperor Heng: "Is there any difference? In her eyes, we are all Chi Lin's closest relatives. We are all one family."
"Don't we all have the surname Jiang?"
"But that might not be right. After all, she has already formed an alliance with you, so it's not certain that she has severed her hatred for me."
"That's why we have to be more vigilant. If she's willing to make such a concession, she must have other ulterior motives..."
He sneered, with a kind of reckless and cold attitude, but he was still calculating.
Prince Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the brown-black medicinal juice, his tone more calm than before.
"Marriages don't necessarily need to be in love for a lifetime. Even though you and my mother were a young couple, knowing full well that the Hongmen Feast was about to take place, I went to my death with you, knelt with you and endured honor and disgrace together, brought my own clan with me to join you, and helped each other achieve great things. In the most critical moment of the year, the lords of other fiefdoms secretly formed an alliance. While we were away competing for supremacy, they launched a surprise attack on our old home and laid siege to the city. My mother rushed all my brothers and sisters out of the city, but stayed behind to defend the foundation of her fiefdom, sharing the fate of the generals who defended the city."
"You were moved to tears later, and you promised me, your son, that you would never let me down."
"Even so, aren't you still betraying your hatred?"
Emperor Heng: "She is so depressed, it's just for the imperial seal. If you were in my position, you would also..."
Prince Yan: "What I'm saying is—you gave her poisoned wine and ordered her death."
Emperor Heng was quiet.
Wei Tingzhong stopped and did not move, then turned around and looked at the father and son.
Didn’t Empress Yuan die of natural illness?
actually......
But he quickly took two steps and closed the door, guarding the doors and windows.
The entire hall was extremely quiet.
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