Upon hearing this, Shen Yan's face darkened to the extreme. He suppressed the urge to kick the person out and asked rather irritably.
"What brings the Fifth Prince here?"
“I will ride in the same carriage as you.”
Before the servant could reply, a large hand lifted the carriage curtain, and Li Zhanjue's figure appeared before the two people inside the carriage.
Shen Yan refused without even thinking.
"inconvenient."
"Then I'll have to bother you two."
Li Zhanjue ignored him, as if automatically blocking out Shen Yan's words of refusal, and smiled as he thanked him.
He pulled open the carriage curtain without asking, bent down and walked into the carriage, and sat down in the seat without being invited.
"My carriage is drafty, and I am still injured, so I cannot ride in it."
Li Zhanjue gave a brief explanation and sat firmly in his seat.
"..."
Meng Qingluan's lips twitched.
The prince's carriage is drafty? She felt that Li Zhanjue should say that his carriage had been invaded by aliens.
Shen Yan's expression was slightly cool. "Your Highness is blessed with the Purple Star and the Dipper, possessing the grace of a dragon and the beauty of a phoenix. You are destined by Heaven. How could mere cold air harm Your Highness's esteemed body?"
So, you should just go back to your own carriage!
Li Zhanjue seemed not to understand and waved his hand lightly.
"What are you saying, Lord Shen? I am only a mortal. If I were as powerful as you say, I wouldn't have been nearly killed by a thunderbolt."
“By the way, speaking of thunderbolts…” Li Zhanjue looked at Meng Qingluan with a smile in his eyes, “I also have to thank Third Madam Meng. If she hadn’t saved me, I wouldn’t be here.”
When Meng Qingluan met his gentle, smiling eyes, she immediately turned her head away, curled her fingers, and stared intently at her fingernails.
These nails are really nails.
Chen Yan was about to speak again.
Li Zhanjue interrupted with a smile.
"Lord Shen, I heard you won a great victory in your first battle. I hope the jade pendant wasn't damaged by the explosion? That was your most treasured possession."
"..."
Shen Yan shut his mouth, his sharp gaze fixed on the person who was still smiling.
Is Li Zhanjue threatening me?
Meng Qingluan subconsciously reached for the jade pendant at her waist, but did not say anything.
Shen Yan gave the jade pendant to me after I redeemed it.
It seems that Li Zhanjue was unaware of this, which is why he said that.
Seeing Shen Yan shut his mouth, Li Zhanjue's eyes flashed with amusement. Under Shen Yan's warning gaze, Li Zhanjue leaned back and closed his eyes.
Meng Qingluan sensed the strange atmosphere between the two.
Why does she always feel like... Shen Yan is afraid of Li Zhanjue?
She glanced at Li Zhanjue, who was resting with his eyes closed, out of the corner of her eye, then tugged at Chen Yan's sleeve, deliberately lowering her voice to a whisper that only the two of them could hear, and asked.
Did you provoke him?
"No."
Shen Yan denied it without hesitation.
"Then why do I feel like there's something strange between you two... Didn't you not want him to get on our carriage?"
Meng Qingluan pricked up her ears, ready to listen carefully to Shen Yan's answer, not wanting to miss any clues.
If he sensed anything was wrong, he would have to be kicked down by Li Zhanjue.
If anything goes wrong with the mission, and that brat Li Zhanjue seduces Shen Yan, all her efforts will be in vain.
Chen Yan replied in a similarly low voice.
"I don't want to argue with that jerk. Anyway, the journey isn't long. If I keep wasting my breath on him, I'm afraid I'll catch his brain disease."
"..."
Meng Qingluan dismissed her previous thought.
Li Zhanjue couldn't seduce Shen Yan; he's a pure straight man.
Meng Qingluan felt relieved and treated Li Zhanjue as if he were invisible. She had eaten too many carbohydrates for lunch and felt dizzy.
Meng Qingluan yawned, lay down, and Chen Yan instinctively stretched out his arm to support the back of her head.
"Go to sleep."
"Aren't you going to take a nap?"
"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep."
Meng Qingluan closed her eyes, lay there for a while, and then opened them again.
Shen Yan's eyes remained open, clear and bright. He looked down at her, while Meng Qingluan could easily meet his gaze with a slight upward tilt of her head.
"Why don't you move your arm away..."
Shen Yan smiled gently, "Don't worry, my arm isn't sore or tired. You just need to sleep peacefully."
"No," Meng Qingluan said embarrassedly, "your arm is too hard, it makes the back of my head uncomfortable. I prefer to sleep with my head on a pillow."
"..."
Chen Yan's heart sank.
Why is he being disliked again, and yet he's also being delusional?
The last time I was delusional was back then.
Chen Yan sighed very softly, withdrew his arm, and turned to pick up the pillow.
Unexpectedly, Li Zhanjue was faster than him, grabbing a pillow and placing it next to Meng Qingluan.
After finishing this task, he sat back down properly, maintaining the same posture, and closed his eyes.
Without saying a word, without making a single unnecessary movement, and without even exchanging glances with the two of them, he simply brought them a pillow.
Shen Yan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, trying his best to suppress the impulse. He wanted to beat Li Zhanjue up so badly that he wouldn't dare to have any more improper thoughts.
Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Meng Qingluan simply picked up the pillow and put it behind her head.
She yawned and saw that Chen Yan's arm was still stiff in the air, so she reached out and nudged him.
"Okay, I have a pillow now, you should go to sleep too, I'll share half with you."
Meng Qingluan shifted her head, patted the empty half of the pillow, and gestured for him to lie down and sleep with her for a while.
Chen Yan shook his head, pulled the blanket up a little, and tucked her hands under the blanket to prevent her from catching a cold.
"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep. I need to think about what to do when we get back to the capital."
Meng Qingluan carefully observed the expression on Shen Yan's face. Seeing that he was not angry and did not seem to be lying, she replied, "Okay."
Meng Qingluan grasped Chen Yan's cold hand and, without a word, tucked it into her own blanket.
"Your hands are cold, it's cold outside, tuck them into the blanket to warm them up."
Shen Yan moved his hand and hurriedly said.
"No, my hands are cold, they'll make you feel cold."
"It's not that easy to catch a cold. Don't move, I want to sleep."
Meng Qingluan closed her eyes and took a nap.
Shen Yan gently tried to pull her right hand away, but found she couldn't. Afraid of disturbing Meng Qingluan's rest, she could only purse her lips and stop struggling.
Shen Yan sat quietly beside her, occasionally reaching out to gently pat the blanket until he heard long, steady breathing beneath her. Only then did he slowly stop what he was doing.
He carefully withdrew his hand, placed it at his waist, took out a jade pendant, and flew it towards Li Zhanjue, who was resting with his eyes closed.
"What is the meaning behind this precious jade pendant, Lord Shen?"
Li Zhanjue, who should have been asleep, reached out and grabbed the jade pendant that flew towards him. He opened his eyes and asked in a low voice.
"Stop talking nonsense, what exactly do you want?"
Chen Yan went straight to the point, his expression cold and stern.
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