Easy to do
Xie Yan replied, "Of course."
Seeing this, Gu Jinghong whispered a few words in Xie Yan's ear. Xie Yan's expression changed drastically upon hearing them, and he looked at Gu Jinghong and said, "Is that so?!"
Gu Jinghong nodded.
Xie Yan pondered for a moment, then strode away from the camp.
Gu Jinghong watched Xie Yan leave, and then she saw a mechanical bird flying towards her.
Once the mechanical bird had landed steadily on her shoulder, Gu Jinghong reached into the bird's belly and took out a note.
The curled note slowly unfurled, revealing a single, vigorous yet graceful character written by Qingwu: "回" (hui). On the reverse side was a small, elegant script written by Yunni: "莫回" (mo hui).
A note, two completely different viewpoints, show that the two have different opinions on the same matter, and neither can convince the other, so Gu Jinghong has to make the decision himself.
...
During the days that Xiao Chengyan was away, the steward sent things to him every day.
On this day, the steward ordered someone to bring a box and knock on Gu Jinghong's door again.
"Miss Gu, the Prince has ordered me to deliver a dress. Please open the door."
The maidservant who served Gu Jinghong stepped forward to open the door.
At that time, Gu Jinghong was reading "The Essentials of Organs" and when he saw the steward come, he casually put the book aside.
When the steward first saw Gu Jinghong, his eyes were full of amazement, thinking that the prince was just a womanizer.
After a few days, I discovered that Miss Gu is generous, calm, and focused. Although I haven't heard anything about her background, her character alone is definitely worthy of the prince.
He ordered his men to open the box.
In an instant, Gu Jinghong felt a flash of light inside the box. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that it contained a shimmering gauze dress.
This shimmering gauze dress is not the usual brightly colored gown; at first glance, it resembles condensed moonlight, a handful of flowing, cool, and pure light.
She picked it up casually, unfolded it, and saw that its silhouette was elegant and graceful, with lines as smooth and natural as flowing water. Every inch of the tailoring revealed exquisite craftsmanship and understated nobility.
Upon closer inspection, the dress is found to have four layers, but it is not the usual heavy style that completely wraps around a person. Instead, the layers of gauze intertwine and overlap perfectly to create a skirt shape that is both subtle and unique, and it should be extremely graceful and flowing when walking.
Understated luxury, ultimate elegance.
She looked at her skirt over and over again, then asked the steward, "Is the prince going back today?"
Seeing that Gu Jinghong liked the dress, the steward smiled and replied, "...This old servant did not know."
After saying that, he left with his maid.
That night, Gu Jinghong, dressed in a shimmering gauze dress, opened the window, leaned against it, and gazed at the moon, her thoughts drifting outside the mansion.
Xiao Chengyan has been gone for many days, and we are unaware of the military situation and what happened next.
Those assassins who were once involved are all highly skilled, and those who haven't been eliminated yet are extremely vigilant. It's uncertain whether Xie Yan can handle them.
Just as I was thinking, the door suddenly creaked open.
Under the soft moonlight, a tall figure appeared at the door; Xiao Chengyan had returned.
Gu Jinghong snapped out of her thoughts and quickly turned around to greet him. She looked up and saw that Xiao Chengyan looked a little tired.
Gu Jinghong helped him take off his outer robe: "You're back? Did everything go smoothly?"
Xiao Chengyan was taken aback.
Gu Jinghong's "casual" action really touched him.
He was a prince, and servants would help him take off his coat on ordinary days, but his humble and submissive manner in his words and actions was always the way he interacted with those in power.
To put it more bluntly, in Xiao Chengyan's eyes, those servants were more like utensils in the mansion, serving only a functional purpose—for example, this is a teacup, used for drinking tea; that is a wardrobe, used for storing clothes; and that is a sweeping servant, used to keep the courtyard clean.
But Gu Jinghong was completely different.
The way she casually removed his outer robe, the tenderness in her eyes, and the gentle touch in her hands gave him a strong intuition—this place he had come to was not His Highness King Jin's residence, but a home.
Gu Jinghong turned around and hung up her outer robe. In just a moment, she felt someone hug her waist.
The familiar scent of spikenard lingered around her. Xiao Chengyan pressed his face against Gu Jinghong's face and rubbed it back and forth a couple of times, a very faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
She could sense him releasing his emotions, and the two remained in this silent state.
A moment later, Xiao Chengyan let go, walked to the small table, sat down, picked up the round-bellied teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, tilted his head back and drank it all, then put it back on the small table with a "tap".
Gu Jinghong looked at Xiao Chengyan, and Xiao Chengyan also turned to look at her.
She subconsciously smoothed her hair—had this man gone mad after visiting the military camp? He couldn't tell that the shimmering gauze dress she was wearing today was the one he had given her, and the hairpin she was wearing was also the one he had given her.
When Xiao Chengyan saw her make this move, his heart warmed, and he suddenly smiled and reached out his hand to her.
"come over."
Gu Jinghong walked over and sat down next to him, just about to ask a question.
Xiao Chengyan replied, "Extremely beautiful."
She suddenly blushed, revealing her girlish demeanor.
Yes, the shrewd and calculating Grand Secretary Gu is, after all, just an eighteen-year-old girl. Her extensive experience does not mean that she has no yearning for simple and beautiful things, nor does it mean that she doesn't have a little girl at heart.
It was this girlish demeanor that struck a chord with Xiao Chengyan.
He grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and made her sit on his lap, his rough palms caressing her cheeks.
His eyes were so bright that Gu Jinghong could even see her own face reflected in them... Then, she heard him say, "You have something to say to me?"
Gu Jinghong's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "Today, have the steward lock Mu Chuchu out of the camp."
Xiao Chengyan said, "It's not this one."
Gu Jinghong added, "I really like the dress that the prince gave me."
Xiao Chengyan seemed to sigh: "It's not this one."
Gu Jinghong frowned, wrapped her arms around Xiao Chengyan's neck, and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Jinghong can't remember."
Xiao Chengyan raised his eyes, his smiling eyes showing indulgence towards Gu Jinghong's coquettishness.
Heaven knows what kind of complex expression Gu Jinghong saw.
He was clearly smiling, clearly indulging, but Gu Jinghong still saw a hint of displeasure in his eyes: "Have you seen Xie Yan?"
Well……
Gu Jinghong felt that when Xiao Chengyan said this, his eyes suddenly became a little sharper, and the arms around her tightened abruptly, making it hard for her to breathe.
Gu Jinghong reached out and tried to pry Xie Yan's fingers apart one by one: "Well, that day the prince took me away, Xie Yan didn't know where the prince took Jinghong. We did know each other, so he came to see if I was doing well in the manor."
But Xiao Chengyan's hands remained motionless, like locks, completely beyond her control—top-level power control was far more boring than those mechanical arts.
Xiao Chengyan suppressed his smile slightly, and parted his thin lips slightly: "He... does care about you."
Gu Jinghong gently kissed Xiao Chengyan's red lips, then pulled away.
"We chatted for a few minutes at the hexagonal pavilion."
Therefore, we are perfectly aboveboard.
When the steward came to report, Xiao Chengyan knew that Gu Jinghong knew her place and wouldn't really have anything going on with Xie Yan.
Even so, it still won't work.
She belongs to Xiao Chengyan. The way Xie Yan looked at Gu Jinghong was clearly wrong. Xiao Chengyan is a man, so naturally he understands what Xie Yan is thinking better than Gu Jinghong.
Especially since Xiao Chengyan had already decided in his heart that Gu Jinghong was his woman, Xie Yan deserved to die for daring to come to her door!
Gu Jinghong had a faint fragrance about her, which kept lingering around Xiao Chengyan.
The sheer fabric of her dress was light and breathable. To make it look proper, it was cut with three or four layers overlapping each other. When she walked, the fabric swayed in the wind, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.
But now Gu Jinghong is sitting on Xiao Chengyan's lap, with a thin veil falling from her legs, leaving only a thin layer on her thighs, her snow-white skin faintly visible.
Xiao Chengyan's throat tightened involuntarily.
It had been ten days since he last saw Gu Jinghong... He had been in charge for the first three days, and then he had been handling related matters for the last seven days.
It shouldn't have taken more than seven days, but he discovered the anomaly of the Nanzhao mechanical devices on the very second day.
Those mechanical devices seem to have made great progress compared to those originally used by Nanzhao. For example, the original fixed structures have become movable, and the original bulky ones have suddenly become agile. Xiao Chengyan had learned some mechanical devices from Gu Jinghong along the way, and he could tell at a glance that these were all updates in concept.
This suggests that the Nanzhao people's mechanical arts were developed under the guidance of a master.
Xiao Chengyan suddenly remembered what Gu Jinghong had said when he was drunk on the roof of the Prince's Mansion.
"Your Highness, tell me, the fact that both of us can open it... what does that prove?"
So, those Nanfeng remnants... were actually commanded by Gu Jinghong's adoptive father, who was also the head of the Qianyuan Pavilion? Then, what kind of role did the head of the Qianyuan Pavilion play in the deceased Nanfeng Kingdom?
On the last day, the Southwest Army did indeed capture a few people, and Xiao Chengyan personally interrogated them. Unexpectedly, one of them revealed that a member of the royal family of Nanfeng Kingdom was still living abroad.
In that instant, Xiao Chengyan's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he snapped the necks of the people being interrogated at the scene with his bare hands.
In the stillness of the night, he couldn't help but think of Gu Jinghong again and again.
Images from her childhood flashed through his mind: the butterfly mark on her collarbone, the red mole at the end of her eyebrow, her bright eyes… Why hadn’t he recognized her at first?!
He also recalled her still somewhat frightened expression that day, the fine sweat that wouldn't stop on her body, her hot and uneven breathing, and the sticky feeling...
At this moment, Gu Jinghong was right in front of him, with delicate skin, dreamy eyes, and a sweet scent... Her white legs were draped over his, swaying back and forth, amplifying the sensations in certain areas of his body.
He silently gritted his teeth, chuckled inwardly and cursed, then took a deep breath and kissed her without a second thought.
Having learned from his previous experience, Xiao Chengyan seemed to be more adept this time.
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