Amber quickly brought the red horse Fenglu over.

The red horse Fenglu has a very gentle personality. She rubs against Chu Qianchen affectionately and swings her long ponytail, as if saying, let's go and play, let's go and play.

Chu Qianchen held the reins with one hand, then stepped on the stirrup and jumped onto the horse swiftly. His movements were so smooth and graceful that Amber was always impressed.

"It's so noisy here, Fenglu, how about we go for a walk somewhere quieter?" Chu Qianchen asked, touching its mane.

Fenglu chirped twice, as if expressing agreement.

Amber glanced in the direction of the Queen and Yuan Zhitong and nodded silently, agreeing with them.

Where there are many people, there are many gossips.

Chu Qianchen kicked his horse's belly and rode towards a small woods northwest of the square, leaving behind the noisy sounds of people around him.

The closer we got to the grove, the quieter the surroundings became, with only the clatter of horses' hooves echoing in our ears.

"princess!"

Chu Qianchen was stopped outside the grove, and Jingfeng hurriedly chased after him from behind, breathing heavily.

Chu Qianchen pulled the reins, and the red horse under his crotch neighed softly.

Jingfeng looked around cautiously. There was no one within a hundred feet or so, except Amber and Jiang Yuan.

The back was brightly lit and bustling.

There was silence ahead, and the grove was pitch black, as if a huge beast had opened its bloody mouth. Even the whistling cold wind sounded like the beast's heavy breathing.

"Princess, the capital city..." Jingfeng lowered his voice and reported. His voice was suppressed by the howling mountain wind and became unclear.

"Something happened in the capital?" Chu Qianchen's expression changed slightly, and he blurted out, "But the emperor clearly promised..."

She subconsciously looked in the direction of the bamboo shed where the emperor was. From her current position, she could not see the emperor at all. She could only see the lanterns hanging under the bamboo shed, shining like gems.

"Hao Country..." Chu Qianchen bit his lip and suddenly fell silent.

After a moment of silence, she told Jingfeng, "Don't worry, wait until the prince comes back."

"Yes, Princess." Jingfeng responded quickly.

Chu Qianchen didn't want to ride anymore, so he turned his horse around and said, "Forget it, let's go back."

She drove her horse back to the bamboo shed, and Amber and Jiang Yuan, holding lanterns, followed her.

As the lanterns faded away, the surroundings became dark and silent.

In front of the woods, the cold wind howled.

When Chu Qianchen and his group walked away, a slightly hunched figure walked out from the dark grove, startling a few gray birds that fluttered through the woods.

Silvery moonlight poured down from the sky, illuminating his face.

This is a male face full of wrinkles, with a high nose bridge, gray hair, and dark and rough skin, making him look older than his actual age.

His deep facial features, different from those of the people in the Central Plains, reveal his identity.

The old man stared at Chu Qianchen's departing back without blinking, and said to himself in doubt, "What happened in the capital?"

Princess Chen just mentioned "Hao Kingdom". Judging from her tone, could it be that what she said was related to their Great Hao? !

The more the old man thought about it, the more anxious he became. He could not wait to return to the bamboo shed where Andaman was and whispered to him everything he had seen and heard.

"..." Andaman's expression immediately changed, and his brown eyes became uncertain.

Could it be that something went wrong in the capital? !

This thought occurred to him.

Andaman took a deep breath and asked softly, "Suk, is there any news from the capital?"

He also spoke Hao language, but there were many people in Da Qi who could speak Hao language, so Andaman didn't dare to speak too loudly.

The old man called Suk shook his head, "No."

“…” Andaman’s eyes became even darker.

They have also been keeping an eye on developments in the capital, but this is the territory of Da Qi. Even if they have secret agents planted in the past, their number is limited, and the speed of transmitting information is not fast.

Andaman was not surprised by Suk's reply.

Andaman clenched his hand into a fist, loosened it, and clenched it again. His thoughts were turning, and he calmly questioned in his heart: Could it be that Princess Chen said this deliberately for Su Ke to hear?

Andaman pondered for a moment, then whispered, "Why would Princess Chen go to the woods alone?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking others.

Another young man in a slim-fitting blue robe with a lapel took a step closer to Andaman and said, "Prince, I just saw Princess Chen and the Queen having a bad argument... After that, Princess Chen went on horseback alone."

Andaman was immediately relieved, thinking about it.

She is just a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. How could she have the courage to act like a ghost?

As the old saying goes, cunning in war leads to suspicion, and false suspicion leads to defeat.

This is a major event concerning the two countries. Gu Jue is known as the King of War, so he is not stupid enough to let his wife deliberately put on a show for them, nor is he afraid that something might go wrong and ruin his big plan.

Andaman put this unrealistic speculation behind him, calmed down, and said to the old man: "Suk, tell me again in detail."

However, he was far away and didn't hear much clearly. In addition, Chu Qianchen's words were intermittent and vague.

Andaman confirmed anxiously, "Are you sure she mentioned the Emperor of Da Qi?"

Andaman suppressed the impulse in his heart and did not look at the emperor.

"I'm sure." Suk nodded.

"But the emperor is not..." Andaman repeated in a low voice in the language of Da Qi, so soft that only he could hear it.

He pondered these words carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more subtle his expression became.

He then asked in Hao language: "Do you think the King of Chen is really ill?"

Su Ke and the young man in blue robe looked at each other, and neither of them could answer this question.

Andaman actually didn't expect them to answer this question. He frowned deeply and said angrily: "What the hell are the Emperor of Daqi and Prince Chen doing?"

Andaman's temples began to ache.

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He had two missions on this trip to Da Qi. One was to secretly search for the whereabouts of Wuhejia Tower, and the other was to arrange a marriage between the crown prince and the princess of Da Qi.

Before coming, Emperor Hao and him privately deduced the situation they might encounter in Da Qi, including that the Emperor of Da Qi might not agree to a marriage between the two countries so easily...

They had anticipated a lot, but the current situation was obviously very different from what they had expected.

At this moment, Andaman felt as if he was in a fog. If he took a wrong step forward, he might fall into the abyss...

Andaman couldn't help but look at the emperor, then suddenly stood up.

His movements immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Andaman smiled slightly and walked towards the emperor as if nothing had happened. He glanced at the bamboo shed belonging to the Prince Chen's Palace from the corner of his eye. It was empty inside, with only a few guards from the Prince Chen's Palace.

Andaman was afraid of attracting other people's attention, so he quickly and calmly withdrew his gaze and walked into the emperor's bamboo shed.

Not far away, Chu Qianchen was sitting in another bamboo shed with his back to Andaman.

She was about to go back, but was stopped by Princess Jingle on the way and asked to come over for tea.

Jingle brews tea herself, and she does every step personally, starting from selecting the tea and scalding the cups.

The way she made tea was very beautiful, graceful and smooth. She was completely focused, as if the flow of time had slowed down, making her look gentle and demure.

Only his sleeves occasionally slid slightly, and the scabbed whip marks on his right wrist were faintly visible through the sleeves.

Her wrist was white and slender, as if it would break if bent.

Chu Qianchen just glanced at the scar and looked away, quietly admiring the other person making tea.

After a while, a cup of freshly brewed tea was brought over by a pair of white hands.

"Try my tea."

Jingle looked at Chu Qianchen and smiled gently, her every move revealing a graceful and docile temperament.

She is like the snow-white clouds in the sky, pure, soft, and fragile, as if she would be dispersed by the wind.

Chu Qianchen smelled the tea first, then took a sip of the hot tea.

The aroma is noble and the taste is sweet.

She smiled and praised: "Good tea!"

The red horse next to her seemed to smell the tea and came closer, swaying its long tail back and forth.

"Fenglu!" Amber quickly pulled the reins of the red horse and pulled it back.

Amber felt that her princess was really liked by cats, dogs, horses and the like. Fenglu was actually very docile and behaved well when she rode on him. However, whenever he was with the princess, he would become more naughty than others and seemed full of energy.

The originally quiet bamboo shed suddenly became lively, as if a stream of vibrant spring water was injected into the lifeless carbon water.

Jingle stared at Chu Qianchen in a daze, and sighed sincerely: "Nineth Emperor Sister-in-law, you are so kind!"

Her voice is as gentle and reserved, subtle and restrained as her appearance.

“…” Chu Qianchen tilted his face in confusion, his eyes clear.

The smile on Jingle's face deepened a little, and her expression became warmer, exuding kindness.

She had only met Chu Qianchen a few times, but she was already sure that she liked this young Ninth Emperor's wife very much.

Her mind couldn't help but emerge with Chu Qianchen's concern for Shen Wan last night, and she remembered her firmness towards the Queen and Yuan Zhitong just now.

She was only fourteen years old and not yet of marriageable age, but beneath her youthful and delicate appearance, she possessed an extremely strong soul.

Be brave and take responsibility, and be fearless.

Not like her.

Jingle's eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes dimmed.

She lowered her eyes, hiding the myriad sorrows in them, and picked up the teacup gracefully, like a jade sculpture.

(End of this chapter)