Chi Yan sneezed several times in a row and was rubbing his nose, puzzled.
Feng Yong leaned his head over: "Commander, are you feeling cold?"
It's very windy and sandy here, much colder than Yanjing, so it's normal not to notice at night.
He glanced over and said seriously, "If you sneeze, it might be because you caught a cold, but I'm different."
Feng Yong was pondering how things would be different when he saw the other person raise their chin smugly, subtly showing off:
"When I sneeze, it only means that my wife is thinking of me."
Feng Yong: "..."
He's acting like he's sick. Who asked him that?
Feng Yong's lips twitched, and he decisively changed the subject: "Commander, what do you think the Seventh Princess means by deliberately keeping us waiting?"
They arrived yesterday morning, but Jiang Zhijing is still nowhere to be seen, making them increasingly impatient.
What a powerful show of force!
Chi Yan wasn't in a hurry. Since they were the ones asking for help, Jiang Zhijing naturally had to put on a show of authority to control them. Otherwise, how could she make Emperor Chongde restless and increase her bargaining power?
"Watch your words. She is now the Empress of Qi."
Chi Yan rested his chin on his hand and casually corrected him.
Upon seeing someone enter the Princess's tent, Feng Yong exclaimed in amazement, "The Princess is truly blessed with good looks; all the guards around her are quite handsome!"
Following his gaze, Chi Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking to himself:
Not only is she good-looking, but she's also quite skilled.
He caught a glimpse of a figure looking in the direction of the princess's tent out of the corner of his eye, and narrowed his eyes: "Go and call Huo Xian over."
...
"My lord, the Qianlin Guards have already rushed to Yanjing from all over the country. As long as you give the order, they will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Yan Mingyi scrutinized the person in front of her. This person was named Yan Shiyi, the leader of the Qianlin Guard. She smiled and said, "No rush, it's not time for you to make your move yet."
Yan Shiyi's eyes were cold: "When His Majesty imprisoned you, he showed no mercy and almost caused your death! What do we have to worry about?"
"The time is not yet ripe." Yan Mingyi's smile faded, her eyes turning deep and unfathomable. "After lying low for so many years, I must ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Yan Shiyi's eyes flickered slightly: "Master already has a plan?"
——
Jiang Zhijing wasn't intentionally ignoring them. These days she was busy with her ascension to the throne, and in her spare time she also had to execute several court officials who opposed her. She was so busy that she barely had time to rest.
By the time she remembered the group, they had already been waiting for three days. She threw down the memorial and said, "Ah, then let's go see them."
"The Empress has arrived!"
Yan Mingyi looked up and saw that Jiang Zhijing had come on horseback. Avoiding the palace servants who were lying on the ground using their backs as footholds, she nimbly leaped off the horse. She was wearing a black court robe with a phoenix woven with gold thread on the hem, which was excessively dazzling in the light when it was spread out.
The minister said this was against the rules; only a dragon robe could display the emperor's majesty. Jiang Zhijing said she liked phoenixes and thought they looked beautiful.
Such a childish game drew considerable criticism from the ministers, so Jiang Zhijing invited his grandson to the palace for a day of play, during which time Jiang Zhijing didn't dare utter a single word.
"Your Highness, how have you been?"
She smiled at Yan Mingyi, the bright moon earrings on both sides of her cheeks swaying slightly. She had shed the timidity and shyness she showed at their first meeting, and had become more assertive, like a sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.
Yan Mingyi composed herself and curtsied slightly: "May Your Majesty be well."
“We’re all acquaintances, no need for formalities. Let’s go inside and talk.” With that, Jiang Zhijing took the lead and walked inside.
The group took their seats, clearly indicating their respective factions.
Jiang Zhijing raised his eyes and glanced over, not particularly surprised when he saw Chi Yan: "Since this is a negotiation, let me see your sincerity."
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