Chapter 39: Handkerchief
Ling Qingyan has been sleeping both soundly and unsteadily lately.
I often have nightmares, but I can't wake up.
It’s time to change the calming incense, Ling Qingyan thought.
The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. Ling Qingyan stretched her arms and put on beautiful and elegant makeup.
Who are you looking for to play with today?
I hope my royal brother Ling Zhuoan is safe. It’s better to treat everyone equally. Besides, the birthday of my royal brother, the crown prince, is coming soon.
In the East Palace, the Queen's men were asking the Prince about some matters concerning the birthday banquet.
The prince is already old, and the queen has hinted at the idea of choosing a concubine for him at his birthday banquet. Many major families have heard the news.
Ling Qingyan also got wind of the news.
Alas, her mission has not been completed yet. If the prince really chooses a princess, it will be very disadvantageous to her.
She couldn't be the kind of person who would interfere.
Ling Qingyan happened to run into the Queen's people leaving.
The palace maid frowned, looked at her, and retreated without saying anything.
Ling Zhuoan smiled faintly as he looked at the beautiful girl.
"Sister, are you asking me for something again?"
Ling Qingyan came to her royal brother either to file a complaint, to ask for guards, or to ask for a bow and arrow.
The relationship between the two is as good as that of siblings.
"I can't be here just to see my brother because of the prince." Ling Qingyan said coquettishly.
"Ji Yanxing has been rescued, and my sister is in a good mood." Ling Zhuo'an said in a leisurely voice, "My sister is really capable. She can still find someone else to solve the problems that my brother didn't agree to. It seems that my sister won't need me in the future. She can just go directly to the emperor's uncle."
Ling Zhuoan is the crown prince and is far more informed than Ling Qingyan imagined. He probably knew a long time ago that she went to Prince Yong's Mansion to find Ling Yu to save Ji Yanxing.
"Isn't that because brother won't help?" Ling Qingyan boldly approached him and laboriously moved the chair next to Ling Zhuo'an. "The first thing I thought of was my prince. I always put my prince first."
Ling Qingyan lied without hesitation.
"First?" Ling Zhuo'an glanced at her, "Can you be so conscientious?"
He helped her a lot, but Ling Qingyan never put him first.
"What about Ji Yanxing?" Ling Zhuoan asked in a calm voice, as if asking: Don't you like him?
"Of course I can't compare to my brother." Ling Qingyan said firmly, with an expression that said, "How could you possibly think that?" "Crown Prince is the most important person to me. No one else can compare to him."
Ling Qingyan was too close to him.
Ling Zhuoan has always had an extremely secret that few people know about.
He has also been in good control.
He has a sex addiction.
But someone who has been trained as a prince since childhood should naturally be able to endure things that ordinary people cannot endure.
Nature must eliminate human desires and one should not be controlled by one's own desires.
Over the years, he has controlled himself very well, and he even feels that he has given up this addiction. Whether it is a woman's deliberate seduction, a bold palace maid climbing into his bed or other ladies in the boudoir, he has no interest and no physical desire.
Until the appearance of his fake sister, her subtle approach and teasing always aroused some invisible desire in his heart.
Only then did he realize that his illness was not completely cured.
Ling Zhuoan gently stroked the girl's head as if he was stroking a kitten.
The girl's eyes were big and beautiful, as bright and clear as a kitten's, with a hint of cunning.
"Is the Crown Prince going to choose a concubine?" The girl's face flashed, her voice soft and delicate.
"The Queen Mother has this plan. The Imperial Sister cares so much about my brother. Do you have a good candidate?" Ling Zhuoan's black eyes were clear.
The girl curled her lips and drooped her head, looking dejected.
It's as if I've suffered a great injustice.
She seemed to have been struggling in her heart for a long time, and said, "Could the Crown Prince not choose a concubine first?"
As if feeling that what she said was too ridiculous, Ling Qingyan's voice became smaller and smaller.
Ling Zhuoan raised his eyebrows slightly.
The tone was neither good nor bad, "If my royal brother doesn't choose a concubine soon, I'm afraid my royal sister will get married before my royal brother."
Ling Zhuoan hinted at something.
"I won't really marry him." Ling Qingyan muttered in a very low voice.
"What?" Ling Zhuoan raised his voice.
As if afraid of being found out by him, Ling Qingyan cleared her throat and said, "Nothing, my royal brother, you heard wrongly. I didn't say anything."
The girl didn't seem to be in a good mood today. After chatting for a while, she said she wanted to leave.
Ling Zhuoan noticed that the girl was not so happy. She was fine when she came, but when she left, she looked like a frost-bitten eggplant.
What was unknown was that the girl's lips curled up as she left the East Palace.
In the East Palace, Ling Zhuoan stared at the handkerchief in his hand in a daze.
The handkerchief still had the sweet fragrance of a young girl. A pair of mandarin ducks were embroidered on the purple handkerchief, and two sentences were clearly printed next to the mandarin ducks:
I have so much to say to you about my friendship that I dare not tell you.
The world doesn’t tolerate much, you just miss it in this life.
Ling Zhuoan stared at the handkerchief for a long, long time.
It was as if he could see the girl's myriad emotions through the veil.
So, does she like herself?
Did he hear it right?
The girl's intentional or unintentional teasing was not a bad prank, but did she really like her brother?
Ling Zhuoan's heart was in turmoil.
April 20th is the prince’s birthday.
None of the most distinguished officials in the capital, from any aristocratic family, dared to be absent.
The emperor was not feeling well, so the queen came to check on her son.
At the palace banquet, the girls were dressed like flowers, each one more beautiful than the other.
It was spring, and the empress did not hold the palace banquet in the solemn and majestic hall, but in the imperial garden, which was more relaxed and convenient.
The princesses and princes in the palace also arrived. The seventh prince Ling Zhao hated Ling Qingyan because of the last time Ling Qingyan slandered him.
When he saw Ling Qingyan, he gave her a fierce look.
However, Ling Qingyan just raised her wine glass and raised her eyebrows at him provocatively.
Before all the people at the banquet arrived, many people had already gathered around Ling Zhuoan, saying congratulatory and flattering words to the prince, and some young girls gracefully presented Ling Zhuoan with birthday gifts.
Ling Qingyan took a look from a distance. As expected of a noble family, the gifts they sent were more valuable than the last.
She wanted to go over and say hello to Ling Zhuoan.
He accidentally bumped into a palace maid and soiled her new dress.
Ling Qingyan took a breath of cold air.
She specially prepared this dress for this birthday party!
The palace maid knelt down immediately when she realized she had caused such a big disaster.
"Princess, please forgive me! I didn't mean it!" The maid's shoulders were shaking.
Although Ling Qingyan was angry, she didn't want to do anything to her because of such a small matter.
The light yellow dress, which was as smooth as flowing clouds and faintly shiny, was stained, just like a beautiful landscape painting was splashed with ink, completely ruining this perfect work.
She sighed and said, "Get up."
Just at this moment, Chen Mansheng and Shen Chuo came over.
"Qingyan, I'll accompany you to change clothes." Chen Mansheng said.
Ling Qingyan nodded. This was the only way.
"I'll go with you too." Chen Chuo said from the side.
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