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Looking at Luan Zhengya's deep eyes, Qin Yuyao paused for a moment before answering, "If I want to go back to Taoyuan Village, I can go back by myself. I don't need you to arrange things for me."
Hearing her words, Luan Zhengya's eyes darkened again, as if thousands of emotions flashed through her.
"Then stay by my side first. If you get bored, tell me about it." Luan Zhengya said lightly, but her eyes were always on Qin Yuyao.
Qin Yuyao lowered her eyes inexplicably, feeling somewhat guilty. She was thinking that if she really left, she would definitely not let you know. The thought of her leaving, leaving Luan Zhengya alone in Shengjing, made her feel a rare sense of melancholy.
"It's almost noon. Don't I have to pay my respects to the elders in the mansion today?" Qin Yuyao didn't know how to answer, so she simply changed the subject.
Then he remembered that he didn't seem to hear the voices of the elders during the ceremony yesterday. From beginning to end, it was only the voices of young men, probably colleagues with whom he had a good relationship.
"I've never told you before, but I'm the only one in my family. Speaking of relatives, the Prince of Zhennan is my cousin. It's just that we don't interact much. You can do whatever you want in the future, don't be constrained."
Luan Zhengya said it simply, but Qin Yuyao felt inexplicably distressed. Seeing his calm expression, it was obvious that he had been alone in the Prince of Zhen'an's mansion for a long time.
As her thoughts turned, she recalled the intelligence Qin Ziwen had asked her to gather, and she suddenly realized that this was not going to be easy. She had to find a way to resolve this huge problem, Qin Ziwen, as soon as possible.
Otherwise, she would feel guilty when facing Luan Zhengya in the future. Qin Yuyao took a deep breath and was about to speak.
Jiang He, who had just returned from gathering information, paid no attention to the two men and said directly, "Your Highness, the assassin who died was indeed from the grasslands. There has been a lot of activity in Southern Xinjiang these days, and it seems they have sent quite a few assassins."
Luan Zhengya had been keeping an eye on Qin Yuyao, noticing her changing expression and seeming to want to say something. However, she was interrupted by Jiang He's voice announcing the news, and then she visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since the prince has something to do, I will leave first." After saying that, Qin Yuyao fled out of the study.
At this moment in the room, Luan Zhengya glared at Jiang He, causing him to tremble all over, knowing that he had disturbed the prince's good thing.
He was speechless, but he handed the letter over anyway. He cursed himself for not being tactful enough. If the prince came in at this time, he might take it out on him again.
"Are the secret guards on Yuyao's side still there?" Just when Jiang He was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Luan Zhengya speaking.
I quickly replied, "Your Highness, the princess's secret guards have returned to their squad since returning to the palace."
Luan Zhengya looked down at the letter in her hand, not knowing what she knew. She said in a deep voice, "Continue to follow Yuyao. If there is anything, just tell me directly."
After hearing this, Jiang He quickly agreed.
In the courtyard of the Princess of Zhen'an, Qin Yuyao was flipping through the letters in a wooden box. Her face flushed, then paled. This puzzled Jin Yu and Qing Yu, who were standing by, and after a glance, Jin Yu leaned forward.
"Miss, since you are reading a letter from the prince, why do your emotions fluctuate?" Although Jin Yu did not know the content of the letter, the young lady said that it was written by the prince to her, so it must be some sweet talk and boudoir fun between men and women.
Qin Yuyao seemed startled when she heard this. She suddenly put down the letter in her hand and said depressedly, "If I had known that Prince Zhen'an was him, I wouldn't have agreed to my father's request so early. Now if I have to continue with this matter, I will be unable to sleep or eat."
After hearing Qin Yuyao's explanation, Qingyu, though unaware of the details, was somewhat puzzled: "Miss, you're already married, so why are you worrying about the Master's affairs? Besides, this doesn't align with your usual style. In the past, she would have either started a quarrel or flipped the table."
As they spoke, Jinyu and Qingyu immediately covered their mouths and laughed, obviously remembering how the young lady had dealt with people she didn't want to see in the past.
Qin Yuyao was suddenly enlightened by these words. She understood everything in an instant, but soon she slumped back down on the table.
"The problem now is that I originally used that contract document to control my father. Now if I don't do it, it will become something that controls me. If I take it out, I'm afraid that Luan Zhengya and I will have no chance of getting along."
She had misjudged her earlier. Grandmother would not be implicated in the Qin family no matter what. The mere mention of filial piety was enough to deter him from taking any action. It was her own concern that had led her astray, believing that if she refused to compromise, Qin Ziwen would bring Madam Lin to humiliate Madam Qin.
Now that I've figured it out, it's not too late, but it's not too early either. Otherwise, I'd definitely tear up the contract and make Qin Ziwen pay.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Qin Yuyao slammed her palm on the table, startling the two maids and even the two secret guards in the dark. The Huanghuali wood table was extremely heavy, and it shook three times with one palm strike.
This shows that the princess is not an ordinary person. The prince even wants to ask them to protect her secretly. He is really worried.
Seeing that her young lady had calmed down, Jin Yu stepped forward and whispered, "Why don't you just find something to fool him with and ask him to return the paperwork?"
One sentence brought Qin Yuyao, who was still worried, back to her senses. Qin Ziwen really only wanted one piece of information, and then he would find some unimportant ones, or she could forge one.
Thinking of this, Qin Yuyao did not notice that a secret guard quietly left outside her room.
"Let's do it this way. When the time comes, find a time when Luan Zhengya is not around, go to the study and pick up something, copy it down and change the content, and then exchange the document first." Qin Yuyao clapped her hands and decided on this idea, which she thought was brilliant.
Prince Zhen'an's Mansion, study.
Luan Zhengya casually turned a page of the book, and after the secret guard had finished explaining everything, she waved her hand and let him go.
But there was a deep sense of contemplation in his eyes. He had long known that Qin Ziwen had rebellious intentions towards him, the Prince of Zhen'an. If he had not been in charge of the overall situation.
I'm afraid these officials have long been planning to hold the young emperor hostage and turn Shengjing into their own dictatorship. Now they've come up with the idea of marrying off their daughter just to steal the information he has.
If I'm not mistaken, the only important intelligence is about the military situation in Southern Xinjiang. Now that they are all under the control of their own guards, there is no need to worry.
But Qin Ziwen, that old scoundrel, had actually plotted against his Yuyao. His gloomy eyes seemed to hold a thousand-year-old ice that could freeze anyone to death at any moment.
Three days later, the weather was clear, and it was the day when Prince Zhen'an returned home with his wife.
The Right Prime Minister's Mansion was busy early in the morning. Qin Ziwen, Madam Lin, Qin Wenbai, and Qin Wenxin were guarding the door together, while sitting slightly back on the armchair was Old Madam Qin.
Qin Ziwen turned around and saw Old Madam Qin sitting there with her eyes closed, resting. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Mother, why are you waiting here? Yuyao should come and pay her respects to you."
Madam Qin waved her hands without saying anything, indicating that she was determined to wait for Qin Yuyao to come back. Seeing this, Qin Ziwen glanced at Madam Lin and immediately saw her shrink back towards the door.
He became increasingly annoyed. If it weren't for the fact that coming out alone would damage his image, he wouldn't have let Madam Lin out so easily. He had previously lost face with the palace maids, and even the emperor had heard about it. It was truly humiliating.
Mrs. Lin clutched her handkerchief and stood with her two children. She harbored a deep resentment towards Qin Yuyao's impending arrival. After a moment's thought, she whispered a few words to the maid behind her.
Seeing that the maid was walking quickly towards the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and then quickly disappeared, and he looked proper and decent again.
As the carriage of Prince Zhen'an's Mansion approached, the first person to get off was Luan Zhengya, whom Qin Ziwen was most familiar with. He was just about to step forward to say hello.
But the other party didn't even look at him, but turned around and stretched out his hand towards the carriage, as if waiting for the people inside to come out.
Then a fair hand was slowly placed on Luan Zhengya's hand, and Qin Yuyao was led down from the carriage by Luan Zhengya holding her hand.
Qin Wenxin's eyes widened instantly. This was not what she had imagined. Wasn't it rumored that Prince Zhen'an was extremely cruel and ruthless, treating everyone with coldness?
Not only was he so gentle towards Qin Yuyao now, he even held her hand and didn't let go until they reached the door.
Qin Ziwen smiled and bowed: "Your Highness, I am relieved that Your Highness can bring Yuyao back home. It is really the best decision to hand Yuyao over to you."
As he spoke, Qin Ziwen glanced at Qin Yuyao, who had never spoken a word, but saw that she had not even made eye contact with him, and he felt depressed for a moment.
But in front of Luan Zhengya, he couldn't act like a father-in-law. He could only suppress his anger and respectfully invite the two in.
Qin Yuyao originally wanted to let go of her hand when they arrived at the mansion, but Luan Zhengya held her hand tightly from beginning to end until she saw Old Madam Qin sitting on the chair.
"Grandma!" Qin Yuyao shouted with a smile, and immediately rushed forward to hug Old Madam Qin.
Old Madam Qin's face was filled with joy as she smiled. She also reached out and hugged Qin Yuyao and smiled: "Yuyao, you're back. Grandma missed you so much that she couldn't sleep these past few days."
Qin Yuyao placed her head on Madam Qin's shoulder, hugged her and said, "I miss grandma too. Fortunately, the prince brought me back home today, otherwise I would have to find another time to visit grandma."
Everything they said was heard by Luan Zhengya, Qin Ziwen, and others standing nearby. Madam Lin pulled Qin Wenxin along, revealing a look of disgust when no one was paying attention.
Qin Ziwen had a smile on his face, as if he was very moved by the scene.
Seeing this, Luan Zhengya also stepped forward and said respectfully, "Greetings, Grandmother."
Seeing Luan Zhengya bowing to her in a proper manner as a junior, Old Lady Qin smiled and patted Qin Yuyao on the back before letting her go.
"At my age, I am still able to see Yuyao get married. Now that Yuyao is so happy, I know that you, Your Highness, are a very good husband. I will feel at ease when Yuyao stays in your house in the future."
As she spoke, Old Lady Qin looked at Qin Yuyao. Seeing her giggling foolishly, she couldn't help but glance at Luan Zhengya helplessly.
But Luan Zhengya said solemnly: "Grandmother, don't worry. If Yuyao marries me, I will definitely treat her well in the future."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Qin laughed so hard that her teeth were visible. Qin Ziwen, who was standing beside her, was also excited. This was because the more Luan Zhengya was like this, the easier it would be for Qin Yuyao to steal military intelligence later.
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