Chapter 117 There is still a long way to go
The banquet was dead silent.
Especially the ministers who had already known what was going on and had tried to persuade him several times were so embarrassed when they heard this that they seemed to want to hide their heads under the table.
Ling Zhuoan raised his eyelids slightly, and his expression was not unnatural at all.
"If I'm not wrong, your country's court is not peaceful, is it? Princess, you are so concerned about my personal affairs."
"The Ninth Prince has been my guest in Daling for six years. Shouldn't the Princess want to take him back to Wei as soon as possible? But from what I hear, the Princess seems to want to stay in Daling for a few more years, just like Pei the Prosecutor."
Ling Zhuoan stroked the wine glass, his eyes seemed drunken, and he stared at the brother and sister meaningfully.
"Don't be upset, Your Highness. Yirou was just playing a little joke on you."
The Crown Prince of Ling State doesn't seem to be someone who is easy to deal with. Pei Yiru will not gain anything by going against him and it will easily cause trouble.
"I am right. Your country has been in trouble lately, and the princess has no time to pay attention to things she shouldn't be paying attention to." Ling Zhuo'an said, "When will the princess take the ninth prince away?"
Without waiting for a response, Ling Zhuo'an continued, "The Ninth Prince has been in a foreign country for many years. I think he's eager to return home."
Ling Zhuoan didn't want to see Pei Wuyou calling Ling Qingyan "sister" and disgusting him anymore, and he wanted him to get away from him.
"Your Highness is considerate. The delegation will leave the day after tomorrow."
Hearing that Pei Wuyou would disappear so quickly, not only Ling Zhuoan, but the other three people on the field were also in a very happy mood, as they could finally kick one away.
Only Shen Chuo in the corner had a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Chen Mansheng sat beside him and whispered, "Are you ready?"
"Don't worry, sister." Chen Chuo covered his face with his wide sleeves, "This time, it will be absolutely foolproof."
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The cold wind rustled, and the clouds in the sky were stained with a thin layer of gray.
This is a sign of storm.
This was also the day when Pei Wuyou was finally leaving Ling State.
The weather was not good, but Ling Zhuoan would never be so polite as to ask the Wei delegation to stay for two more days just because of the bad weather.
It was nice of him to send them some umbrellas.
Ling Qingyan was dressed simply today, in a light green dress that was much plainer than other people in the palace. She didn't have many hairpins or rings on her head, but her plainness had its own beauty, like a beauty coming out of an ink painting, enough to make people stunned.
Ever since returning from the fire, the brother and sister have been getting along very well. Ling Zhuoan no longer restricts Ling Qingyan's freedom, and Qingyan has shown more natural concern for him.
"Why is the imperial sister dressed so plainly today?" Ling Zhuoan asked with a smile.
"Because I have to say goodbye to my younger brother, Little Pei." Ling Qingyan rolled her eyes and said jokingly, "How about I change into something extravagant and beautiful so that Little Pei will remember me forever?"
As expected, Ling Zhuoan immediately changed the subject: "Then it's not necessary."
Ling Zhuo'an smoothed Ling Qingyan's hair. "How can he let the imperial sister toss him around? He's already very beautiful. He has no right to let the imperial sister worry about him."
"How about my royal brother accompany you?"
Ling Qingyan's heartbeat quickened, but she didn't show any panic on her face. "No."
"This is very likely the last time Xiao Pei and I see each other. If you go, there will be a fight." Ling Qingyan shook his hand. "We still have a long time to live together. Why bother with this moment?"
Ling Zhuoan's uneasy heart was beating wildly.
She said they still had a long time to live.
Yes, their days are still long.
Pei Wuyou has already left, and it is only a matter of time to deal with other bitches who covet the imperial sister.
"Yes, we still have a long time to go." Ling Zhuoan was extremely moved and kissed Ling Qingyan on the forehead.
Ling Qingyan didn't dodge at all.
Can't she see how deeply Ling Zhuoan loves her?
No, she was a person who could easily sense other people's kindness towards her, and she could feel the surging love clearly.
She could also feel the changes in Ling Zhuoan after she disappeared and returned to her brother.
He was scared.
He is changing for her, he is trying his best to become the person she likes.
But Ling Qingyan still had to leave. This sincere love was too overwhelming and she could not respond.
And he was not the only one who was sincere to her.
They are sincere, but they are all crazy at heart.
She couldn't handle so many people.
As Ling Zhuoan kissed her forehead, a dark light flashed in Ling Qingyan's eyes.
Today will definitely go smoothly.
It was windy today, so Ling Qingyan put on another cloak and went to the city gate to see Pei Wuyou off.
Han Qi and Scar Guard followed behind her to protect her safety.
The delegation was lined up in a mighty procession, waiting for the Ninth Prince to give the order to leave.
And there was more than one person in Pei Wuyou's carriage at the palace gate.
This was a woman who he had specially asked the Danyang princess to bring from the Wei State. She was of similar stature and build to his sister. Now she was wearing a human skin mask to disguise herself as his sister. Even though he knew his sister so well, he might not be able to tell the real one from the fake at a glance.
"After entering the palace, don't go to the East Palace first, go to Yaohua Palace. The later you see the prince, the better." Pei Wuyou instructed in a cold voice.
"Yes." The disguised woman opened her mouth, and her voice was about 80% similar to Ling Qingyan's.
She is an assassin trained by Princess Danyang. She is good at imitation, skilled in ventriloquism, and has outstanding abilities.
"Remember the way to the palace."
"I know this by heart."
Pei Wuyou nodded in satisfaction, a fierce look on his young face: "Okay, try to delay as much time as possible. When the opportunity arises, kill Ling Zhuoan."
The boy's eyes were filled with a decisiveness and decisiveness that was not suitable for his age.
After so many years of painstaking planning, Pei Wuyou felt a little unreal when the moment finally came.
Today, he not only wants to return to his hometown, but also take the one he loves with him.
That day, Pei Wuyou told his sister that he could rescue her from Ling Zhuoan's clutches.
He would not lock his sister in the deep palace like Ling Zhuoan did.
When he arrived in Wei, he let his sister do whatever she wanted. No matter what she did, he would clear all obstacles for her and make her life prosperous.
He and his sister are leaving this place together today!
The more Pei Wuyou thought about it, the more excited he became. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the palace gate with eager eyes.
Finally, when he saw that familiar figure again, Pei Wuyou's heart almost jumped out.
"Sister!" The expression on Pei Wuyou's face changed instantly. The previous moment he was ruthlessly saying murderous words to the assassin, but the next moment when he saw the girl he became lively like a young man who knew nothing about the world.
Even though it's the same face.
The wind was too strong today, and Ling Qingyan's hair was blown a little messy, but when she saw Pei Wuyou, she still had a bright smile on her face.
The sky was gray, and the air seemed to be shrouded in gloom.
The girl walked lightly with a smile on her face, as if wherever she was, became brighter little by little.
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