Jiang Yu gave Gu Lin an annoyed look, and Gu Lin quickly took out a letter from his sleeve. "Here, written by Ayan."
Jiang Yu opened the letter and quickly scanned its contents.
[Does Ayan not want to go back to Daqing?]
The initial doubts were completely dispelled after reading the contents of the letter, and a smile appeared on Jiang Yu's face. "Ayan has come up with a good idea for us."
Gu Lin was overjoyed because of Jiang Yu's words, "us".
"Could Ayan have come up with such a despicable method?" Gu Lin sighed and pinched his brow after reading it. "Sometimes I really worry about whether it's good or bad to keep Ayan by Zhuo Yi's side."
Jiang Yu chuckled, then looked thoughtfully at the letter.
That is indeed a good method.
The Marquis of Dingyuan's residence.
"How are you feeling today?" Bai Qian looked at Jiang He's still somewhat pale face, and suddenly stood up and picked up a cloak from the side and draped it over Jiang He's shoulders. "You're not fully recovered yet, don't stand outside in the wind."
Jiang He pulled his cloak tighter, and his gaze toward Bai Qian held a deeper meaning.
"I let the rumors about you being interested in me spread because you told me you didn't want to get married." Jiang He felt inexplicably irritated. "But you..."
Do you think I like you?
Bai Qian's directness left Jiang He momentarily speechless. Seeing Jiang He's stunned expression, Bai Qian pursed her lips and said, "Yes, I like you."
"I liked you from the first moment I saw you."
Bai Qian said casually, "However, at first I thought it was just my way of liking you like an older brother."
"But later I found out that wasn't the case."
Bai Qian, who was usually proud, had a hint of loneliness on her face. She understood the look in Jiang He's eyes; he would always look like that when faced with a difficult problem.
But what could she do? She found herself getting angry when she saw other noble ladies getting close to Jiang He.
Seeing Jiang He lead his troops into battle would make him anxious every day, fearing that Jiang He would be injured on the battlefield.
She might even unconsciously want to take good care of Ayu for him.
She knew that this was what liking was, the kind of liking between a man and a woman.
"But you know, I don't want to get married."
Jiang He's heart trembled slightly. Every word Bai Qian said on the day he returned to the capital injured kept echoing in his mind. He felt sad because of Bai Qian's tears.
But he carries the burden of the long-standing feud between the Gu and Jiang families, how could he possibly get married?
"Of course I know." Bai Qian shrugged. "Jiang He, liking you is my own business. As for whether you want to get married or not, that's your choice."
"All I can do is make sure that when you have the idea of getting married, I'm the first person you think of."
After saying that, Bai Qian smiled and said, "It's getting late, I'll be going now."
"Hey, remember to go back inside, it's too cold outside."
Bai Qian waved her hand dismissively, then turned away with a forlorn expression. Jiang He didn't like her...
"My lord!"
Jiang He staggered slightly, and the guards behind him quickly reached out to support him. "I'm alright."
But why does my heart feel like it's being squeezed and throbbing with pain?
Gu Lin, who happened to be coming out of the palace, witnessed this scene. He turned around and saw that he had just run into Bai Qian leaving at the gate of the mansion.
"Let me help you," Gu Lin said, supporting Jiang He as they walked into the house.
......
"I just saw Bai Qian leave looking very forlorn. What happened to you?"
Gu Linwei sighed almost imperceptibly. In fact, even without Jiang He saying anything, he had already guessed most of it.
"fine."
Jiang He sat back on the bed, and Gu Lin took off his cloak.
"Although Bai Qian is always going against me, she's incredibly kind to you." Gu Lin pouted; Jiang He was truly stubborn. "You..."
"Ah Lin," Jiang He said with a sneer, "what can I possibly hope for now?"
Should we drag her into this feud?
"But if two people truly love each other, breaking up will be very painful."
Gu Lin looked directly into Jiang He's eyes. "Aren't Ayu and I the best example?"
They were clearly attracted to each other, but because of those so-called unavoidable circumstances, they missed out on so many years.
"However, the final choice is still yours."
After Gu Lin left, Jiang He stared out the window in a daze for a long time.
In the following days, whenever Bai Qian came to the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence, Jiang He avoided seeing her. After several such visits, Bai Qian understood Jiang He's attitude.
"My lord, Miss Bai did not come today."
Jiang He, who was reading a book, was taken aback when he heard this. "It's good that you're not coming."
It's good that they're not coming; they're far away from the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence.
He can guard his parents' tombs in the future, and General Bai will be able to continue fighting on the battlefield.
With Ayu's support, she should be able to fulfill her childhood dream on the battlefield without any constraints.
Instead of becoming the wife of the Marquis of Dingyuan and becoming a tomb keeper like him for the sake of the Marquis of Dingyuan's family.
"My lord..."
No need for further explanation.
Jiang He continued flipping through the book in his hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to get closer, but that he couldn't get closer.
She can live a good life without him.
......
On New Year's Eve, all palace banquets were cancelled due to Gu Heng's poor health.
Under these circumstances, Prince Yu approached Jiang Yu.
"Royal Uncle." Facing Prince Yu, Jiang Yu spoke with a rare gentleness. If it weren't for Prince Yu's approval, the adoption of Ayan might not have been possible.
"Your Majesty," Prince Yu took a sip of tea, "how is the Emperor's health?"
"Gu Qingling poisoned the Emperor, and the imperial physicians diagnosed that he has at most three months left to live."
Prince Yu paused, his hand holding the teacup still. Only three months left?
"Her Majesty the Empress asked the ministers to brainstorm ideas on bringing Prince Yan back to the capital, but she seems to favor Prince Yan inheriting the throne." The teacup clattered against the table, making a muffled groan. "Has Her Majesty considered that Prince Yan is not the Emperor's biological son, but merely an adopted son?"
“Uncle, Gu Qingling has committed treason and cannot inherit the throne.” The gentleness on Jiang Yu’s face gradually disappeared. “Therefore, Uncle supports Gu Qingfeng’s succession.”
"Although the Second Prince is Consort Rong's son, he is still the Emperor's biological child."
Jiang Yu's tone changed, which secretly alarmed Prince Yu. When he thought about how the guards along the way were all from the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion, Prince Yu's heart sank even further.
"Then please ask Gu Qingfeng yourself, Imperial Uncle."
Jiang Yu's intention to see him off was obvious, and Prince Yu looked embarrassed as he rose to take his leave.
As Prince Yu walked outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Gu Qingfeng's voice suddenly came from inside the hall, "Father has fainted, quickly call the imperial physician."
Prince Yu's heart leaped, and he rushed into the palace.
Before my eyes, Gu Heng lay on the bed, covered in sweat, unconscious, but he kept muttering two words:
“Ayu.”
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