"You can let her sit, and you can stand."
Yuwen Yao flicked his sleeve, his voice clearly showing some annoyance.
Yu Qingyi, however, automatically interpreted it as the Crown Prince being somewhat angry.
He didn't want Xie Lingqin to sit.
"His Majesty has arrived."
Just then, a voice with the standard hoarse tone of a eunuch rang out, and several palace maids escorted a middle-aged man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe as they approached.
Xie Lingqin was standing on the Emperor's path when she glanced at him and was about to step back.
But to the left is the audience area, and to the right is the Crown Prince's side.
Looking at the Crown Prince's dark and gloomy face.
Forget it, let's leave it at that. At least on the surface, the wise king is still a good person.
...
At this moment, Zihe's heart was pounding in her chest. She had tried to pull him away, but she couldn't, and Prince Yi had already flown up with his young lady.
Looking at the stage from afar, my heart was in my throat.
She knew her mistress was composed and wouldn't give herself away, but that was the Emperor.
If the Crown Prince doesn't help, then...
On the stands, Xie Lingqin gritted her teeth. As soon as she took a step, it was as if a gust of wind pulled her feet, forcing her to move closer to the Crown Prince so that she wouldn't fall. At the same time, Xie Lingqin naturally knelt down and bowed with the others.
It happened so fast that no one noticed except Xie Lingqin.
Do you want to die?
At the same time, three words, "soothing and cool," instantly flooded my mind.
As Xie Lingqin looked up, she met the Crown Prince's dark eyes, which reflected a resentful and frustrated version of herself.
However, in just a moment, the Crown Prince's gaze shifted away, and what appeared before him again were Yu Qingyi's beautiful peach blossom eyes. "Hey, hey, hey, you scared me."
"What are you scared of?"
Xie Lingqin glared at him, feeling extremely annoyed.
He then looked up at the Crown Prince.
Even if she wants to die, what does it have to do with him? She doesn't need his help.
"Alright, everyone get up. Hmm, I think I heard Yu Qingyi's voice from afar just now. Why did it go silent as soon as I got closer?"
And coincidentally, those dragon-patterned satin boots with nine gold accents were standing right next to Xie Lingqin.
A rich, ancient sandalwood scent wafted into my nostrils on the breeze.
The Emperor's deep, resonant voice, accompanied by a hearty laugh, rang out overhead; of course, he was speaking to Yu Qingyi.
"Ah, Uncle Emperor, you've finally arrived. It was my father who tried to bully me—no, it was your son, the Crown Prince, who also tried to bully me."
Yu Qingyi immediately stood up like a child, pulling the Emperor aside and complaining unhappily.
"Hehehe! Come, tell me about it." The emperor smiled, looking like a kind and amiable middle-aged elder from an ordinary noble family.
Xie Lingqin glanced around and suddenly understood why these adults were being so polite to Yu Qingyi.
It wasn't just because he was the crown prince.
Instead, it was clear that the emperor doted on him.
"Father, the competition has only just begun." The wise prince knew how to handle things, and with a few words, he expressed his filial piety.
The emperor's eyes were full of love for his son when he looked at him.
But what about the Crown Prince?
He remained seated, having bowed once when the emperor arrived, but made no further comment.
Tsk tsk tsk.
So clueless and with that arrogant, haughty look, no wonder she's not favored.
Xie Lingqin remained noncommittal.
At this moment, the eunuch who had just received the Crown Prince's instruction and brought up the stool was somewhat embarrassed. He looked at the Crown Prince, then at Yu Qingyi who was still chatting with the Emperor, and then at Xie Linglou on the ground. He was at a loss.
"Put it down."
The Crown Prince finally spoke.
Xie Lingqin was about to take the opportunity to ask if she could sit on it.
She didn't sit; standing behind the stool was fine too. But as soon as she raised her head, the Crown Prince's cold and indifferent gaze swept over her, as if he wanted to see right through her.
He sat upright on the ancient wooden chair, wearing an apricot-yellow brocade robe. His eyebrows and eyes were as white as snow, and his gentle and warm temperament was like a spring breeze bringing life to all things. It was a unique temperament that was perfectly in line with his personality. The sleeves with gold thread outlined them shone brightly in the sunlight, and the slender and straight wrist that was revealed when he raised his hand was even more striking.
With just one glance, so many people would fall for such a person.
However, he deliberately concealed his naturally endowed, seemingly innate, kingly aura, leaving outsiders with only a hint of coldness and unfathomable nature.
Xie Lingqin awkwardly lowered her brows...
Can I not sit?
That's incredible.
"Hey, Uncle Emperor, I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to take care of my little brother." Yu Qingyi had obviously finished chatting and got up to walk towards Xie Lingqin.
The Emperor's gaze followed, taking a look at Xie Lingqin before turning to Yu Qingyi, "The little brother you brought?"
"Um."
"Hmm, raise your head and let me see you."
Xie Lingqin's heart skipped a beat.
She spoke with a smile and a casual tone, but she knew that her words carried considerable weight.
He slowly raised his head.
Xie Lingqin then saw the Emperor's true face.
Not only was her voice kind and gentle, but her face was also so kind.
If it weren't for those deep, sharp eyes that held a hint of sternness, Xie Lingqin would have truly believed that this was a good emperor.
"Well, you can arrange the people you brought. I won't interfere. Prince Qing, you should also mind your own business and not say that we are meddling too much."
After a short while, the Emperor withdrew his gaze and began chatting with Prince Qing again.
Xie Lingqin felt a true sense of relief.
However, Xie Lingqin didn't want to be tricked again. Before Yu Qingyi could say anything, she quickly got up and stood behind Yu Qingyi's seat.
"Oh, I asked you to sit down..."
"Yu Qingyi, if you dare to dawdle any longer, I'll make sure you're torn to pieces tonight."
Xie Lingqin became fierce and interrupted Yu Quanyi in a low voice.
Yu Qingyi swallowed hard, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "You don't appreciate kindness. Don't worry, with me here, the Crown Prince won't do anything to you, right, Your Highness?"
The Crown Prince looked at Yu Qingyi; he didn't want to talk to him.
“Hey, Your Highness, she’s actually quite nice. I even investigated her; she’s not doing very well in the General’s Mansion. You shouldn’t take it to heart.”
The prince's expression was even colder.
Xie Lingqin looked at Yu Qingyi, and her dissatisfaction with her subsided somewhat.
Her previous actions that ruined things for her...
Forget it, let's not pursue it for now.
After all, Yu Qingyi seems to act erratically, but the fact that he pleaded for her and spoke well of her in front of the Empress Dowager shows that he has good intentions.
As for listening to the wind...
I looked at the three of them.
He knew nothing.
Naturally, as the emperor took his seat, the martial arts competition resumed.
More and more people gathered to watch.
Some people were there to watch the autumn examinations, while others were there to admire handsome men and beautiful women.
It must be said that Beirong has produced a great number of talented people.
In the very first round, the two young men's kung fu was already outstanding and dazzling, attracting everyone's attention.
---Aside---
It's time for the second watch!
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