"You have traveled all the way from Da Yin. You must be tired. You should rest early."
Without saying a word, Xuanqing stood up and left Chaoyang Palace without looking back.
Wangyue lowered her head a little lonely, "Liang'er, have I displeased the monarch?"
Hearing this, Liang'er immediately comforted him and said, "Princess, you can't. Now that you are an emperor, you are naturally busy."
Wangyue said nothing, but took a deep look at the direction Xuan Qing left.
I don’t know if it’s her imagination.
She always felt that something was different about Xuanqing.
…
Xuanqing returned to the palace. He came to the desk and opened the thick ancient book. At the bottom, there was a painting.
He opened it carefully, and the person inside was none other than Yin Luzhu, dressed in women's clothing.
Xuanqing's hand holding Danqing couldn't help but tighten.
"Haha." In the silence, he suddenly laughed, but the laughter was cold and unusual, making people feel creepy for no reason.
"Where is Prince Yin?"
He asked suddenly.
The king opened the door and walked in, "Go back to your Majesty, Prince Yin is at the post house."
"with who?"
"A general named Ye Shengxuan."
Hearing this, Xuanqing nodded. The person escorting this time was Ye Shengxuan.
Before Xuan Qing could say anything, Wang Yi said again: "And... Ji Yanchen is also going with us."
"..." Xuanqing's hand holding the painting trembled slightly, and a hint of darkness flashed across his dark eyes.
"Ji Yanchen!"
Looking at his gloomy expression at the moment, Wang nodded, "Perhaps, maybe it's because Prince Yin was unwell, so Ji Yanchen went with him to take care of him. His medical skills have always been superb."
"hehe!"
Xuan Qing chuckled, put the painting in his hand back to its original position, and then said: "She is very romantic, and she can't let go of Ji Yanchen for a moment."
"I also want to see how good and capable Ji Yanshen is, which makes her unable to let go."
In the former palace of Prince Xiang of Chu, there were four people, Shen Jinzhao, Su Yu, Ji Yanshen, and Xuanqing.
Su Yu was sent to the court by her and became the left minister of Dali Temple.
Shen Jinzhao was also sent back to the Prime Minister's Mansion by her.
Even I was tortured, trampled and abandoned by her countless times.
But Ji Yanchen was the only one who was special to her. She never treated him harshly, never even said a harsh word to him, and she always carried him with her.
Now, when I came to this northern country, I actually brought that person with me.
"It was passed down from Gu's mouth that Wangyue suddenly felt unwell, so he ordered Ji Yan to sink into the Beigong for diagnosis and treatment."
After a pause, he ordered: "Just bring the person here directly."
"Yes." Although Wang Yi was confused, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he answered and walked out.
…
When Wang Yi came to deliver the order, Ji Yanchen was playing with herbs in the yard. When he heard the order, his handsome brows furrowed slightly.
"knew."
He walked into the house, picked up the medicine box, and said to Chang Yu who happened to come in when he went out: "Beidi summoned, Princess Wangyue is unwell, I will go and come back."
Chang Yu nodded, "Okay, we'll wait for you to come back."
"Yes." Ji Yanchen nodded slightly, then followed Wang Yi's pace and went all the way to Beigong.
Wang Yi took him all the way to Xuanqing's palace.
Walking into the main hall, there was no one inside, and Xuan Qing was nowhere to be seen.
Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, a soul-stirring music played on the piano.
The lights suddenly lit up in the hall, the beauty's long sleeves were dancing, countless delicate petals were flying gently between the sky and the earth, and the refreshing fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.
