Yuan Yao's arms were still wrapped around Yun Chan's waist, and she was still nestled in Yun Chan's embrace.
Hearing Po Yue's words, her face flushed.
A dozen or so people?
The secret guards had been keeping watch in the shadows all along?
Yuan Yao looked up and asked irritably, "How long have you been watching?"
“It’s always been here,” Po Yue replied.
Yuan Yao: "..."
So, her conversation with Yun Chan was overheard by the guards?
Furthermore, did Yun Chan actually know all along that the secret guards were there?
Yuan Yao looked up and glared at Yun Chan.
Yun Chan looked down at her: "Hiss... Yuan Yao, it seems like my wound has reopened."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She pinched Yun Chan's waist hard and said irritably, "You liar! You just swore you wouldn't lie to me!"
Yun Chan's lips were pale: "I really didn't lie to you."
After speaking, he raised his sleeve.
Her snow-white sleeves were tinged with tiny red specks, like vibrant red plum blossoms blooming in the snow...
Yuan Yao quickly let go of him, and became even angrier.
She said, "Poyue, go and invite your uncle over!"
Thinking it over, she added, "Everyone else, leave the hall. No one is allowed to enter without my permission!"
Po Yue said, "You guys hug each other, we're eating sunflower seeds, it's fine if we don't bother each other."
Yuan Yao: "???"
Good heavens!
She was crying her heart out, her legs were numb from kneeling, while the guards of the Dark Guard Camp were all secretly eating sunflower seeds.
While eating sunflower seeds, I watched her and Yun Chan...
That's outrageous!
Father is still lying there!
He would have to go three days without food or water!
Yuan Yao said angrily, "Get out! And no more sunflower seeds!"
At this moment, Ying quietly landed in front of the coffin and said to Yuan Yao, "They must stay here these days."
From today onwards, if there is nothing else, you may stay at the Moonlit Palace.
Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized: "You... are you guarding against assassins?"
Ying nodded: "The news of your father's passing was too sudden, and many forces in the shadows are already stirring."
Presumably, they will come to find out in the coming days.
Perhaps, she would even want to steal his body.
Someone might even try to kidnap you to test whether they are truly dead.
Yuan Yao pursed her lips.
The Ninth Prince devoted his entire life to the Great Qi, but even after he was "dead," these people still wouldn't let him go!
Those so-called powerful figures are probably just relatives of the emperor...
These people are like termites.
As long as imperial power exists, the corrupt officials and their cronies can never be eradicated...
When the Emperor was alive, they were able to survive due to his intimidation.
Now that the Nine Thousand Years Old is gone, he's probably eager to jump around.
This group of people has no heart.
In their eyes, there is only wealth and power...
No wonder...
Yuan Yao realized, "No wonder Father was willing to take the medicine to fake his death and lie in the coffin himself..."
It turns out he intended to use himself to lure others into the scheme, so that the Crown Prince could purge another batch of corrupt officials from the royal family…
Yuan Yao was heartbroken: "This is so dangerous!"
Po Yue's voice rang out coldly: "Therefore, Your Majesty has arranged for Yun Chan to stay by your side and accompany you closely."
Yuan Yao: "?"
She said irritably, "Poyue, didn't I tell you to go and pick up your uncle?"
Yun Chan is bleeding!
"Ah, someone went in my place." Po Yue's cold voice was somewhat leisurely, even accompanied by the sound of cracking sunflower seeds: "Crunch..."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She raised an eyebrow: "Remnant Wind!"
No one answered her.
That's so unfair!
Canfeng is clearly her bodyguard, so why is he at Poyue's beck and call?
This lousy moon!
Those who use her really have a perfectly justified attitude!
Yuan Yao said angrily, "Tell Canfeng that there is no monthly allowance this month! Not a single penny!"
Po Yue replied simply, "Okay, I understand. Anything else?"
In the shadows, a group of guards watched Po Yue.
sharp!
That's amazing!
In all their years, they had never seen such an arrogant person.
As expected of my junior brother!
Yuan Yao was utterly speechless.
However, seeing how relaxed the guards were, she was completely convinced—
Father, it really was just a fake death!
He will wake up as promised in three days!
Yuan Yao roused himself and tried to get up from the prayer mat.
Yun Chan asked her, "What do you want to do?"
Yuan Yao reached out her hand to him: "Give me a hand."
Yun Chan, not understanding what was going on, reached out to help her.
Before she could even stand up, Yuan Yao let out a soft hiss...
Yun Chan immediately asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Yao shed tears of reason, her eyes brimming with tears as she said, "My legs are ruined..."
She knelt for several hours and couldn't even feel her legs anymore...
Yun Chan felt both sorry for him and amused.
He said, "Please, fellow martial uncles, turn around."
As he spoke, he reached out, his inner energy surging, and gently grasped Yuan Yao's leg, massaging it to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis...
Seeing this, Ying asked Yuan Yao, "What do you want to do? Shall I go?"
Yuan Yao gasped for breath as she said, "I want to get some water to moisten Father's lips."
He lay there, unable to feel hunger or thirst, but his body must have needed water.
The little girl is quite thoughtful.
Ying felt gratified.
He said, "You sit here, I'll go take care of your father."
“Hmm…” Yuan Yao nodded, forcing a smile: “Thank you, Uncle Ying.”
Ying turned to pour water, then took a small silver spoon, picked up the tea, dipped the spoon in it, and gently touched the cold, thin lips of the Ninth Prince…
Yuan Yao glanced in that direction, then turned back to look at Yun Chan.
Yun Chan knelt on the futon beside her, dressed in white, pure as snow and untouched by dust.
But then, his slender, pale hands gently pinched her calves and ankles…
Even though it was through her skirt and blouse, Yuan Yao's face was still burning.
Yun Chan is so wonderful!
Yuan Yao coughed lightly and tentatively asked, "Yun Chan, you don't mind what I'm made of?"
"What are you complaining about?" Yun Chan raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at her.
Yuan Yao's eyes darted around: "Well... I've been traveling for two days straight without changing my clothes, let alone... taking off my shoes..."
She hasn't even changed her shoes and socks!
I wonder if it will smell bad?
Looking at Yuan Yao, whose eyes were darting around and looking about, Yun Chan smiled faintly: "No matter what you are like, I will never dislike you."
So, don't overthink it.
Yuan Yao: "..."
She nodded: "Then... okay."
Yun Chan let go of her hand: "Move your feet and see if you feel better."
Yuan Yao moved as instructed and said happily, "I'm much better now!"
Yun Chan asked, "Are you hungry?"
Yuan Yao nodded.
Yun Chan stood up and extended her hand: "Come, I'll take you to the side hall for your meal."
Yuan Yao hesitated.
Ying stood in front of the coffin and said to her, "Go and have your meal. I'll take care of things here."
Yuan Yao then placed her hand in Yun Chan's palm.
After having lunch, Yuan Yao took a bath, changed into new mourning clothes, and had a good sleep in the Yuehua Palace.
After traveling for two days and two nights, crying several times, and kneeling for several hours, she was extremely tired.
My body had already reached its limit.
With Yun Chan and the secret guards watching over her, Yuan Yao could see the Ninth Prince as soon as she opened her eyes, so she slept very soundly.
I was awakened by the sound of swords clashing in the middle of the night...
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