"I can only secretly deliver the message for you." Zhu Biao said, this is his best effort.
"Thank you, Brother Prince." An Qing understood Zhu Biao very well. Although he would not be able to see Yang Xuan in the future, at least he would not lose contact.
"But what should I do if my father finds out?" An Qing was worried.
She was born to Empress Ma. Even if she was discovered, she would only be under house arrest at most, but Yang Xuan was in danger.
"It's silly. You two are here with me and you burn the letter as soon as you read it. That's okay."
Zhu Biao rolled his eyes at his silly sister.
"Brother Prince is still smart." An Qing was relieved.
Then, Zhu Biao warned Anqing not to let her leak the news that Lao Zhu met Yang Xuan in disguise.
"I understand." An Qing nodded heavily.
After sending An Qing away, Zhu Biao asked Yang Xuan to be called to the East Palace.
Tell him that he will never see Anqing again. He cannot tell the truth and can only make up an excuse.
Yang Xuan did not expect such news.
But his performance was calmer than Anqing's.
He just replied: "Okay, I understand, thank you His Highness the Crown Prince for informing me."
Zhu Biao didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so calm. He also prepared a lot of lines!
"Don't you have anything to say to An Qing?" Zhu Biao couldn't help but ask.
say what? What's there to say?
Wasn't this result already expected?
silence…
Yang Xuan looked up at the blue sky, it was so beautiful.
After a long time, he slowly uttered a sentence: "Just pretend that this is all a dream!"
More than two years ago, he gave Anqing a white lie, and now, the lie has expired.
"Your Highness, the common people say goodbye!"
After saying that, Yang Xuan turned and left.
"Don't you want to know what An Qing left for you?"
Zhu Biao said anxiously.
Yang Xuan paused in his steps.
"An Qing said that even if we can't meet each other in the future, we can still write letters."
"Your Highness, it's no need. The common people and Your Highness the Princess are not from the same world."
Moreover, she didn't belong to me in the first place. It was just because I was greedy that I stole more than two years of her time... Yang Xuan felt bitter in his heart.
He couldn't help but think back on the past ten years and found that in the end, he only briefly had what he had hoped for in his previous life.
Home!
Although his current home is the Duke of Wei, and Xu Da and his wife are very kind to him, his surname is not Xu after all.
Yang Xuan left.
Zhu Biao stared blankly at Yang Xuan's retreating figure. Somehow, he felt sadness and loneliness.
He wanted to help him, but he didn't know where to start.
Zhu Biao felt inexplicably irritable.
…
In fact, Yang Xuan was not as calm as he appeared.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.
So that night, he couldn't sleep.
However, his high energy did not affect his class the next day.
Zhu Di happened to be there today, so Yang Xuan invited him to go to the martial arts field with him.
After telling Zhu Di to wear more protective gear, Yang Xuan began to communicate with Zhu Di.
The offensive was like a violent storm, and Zhu Di was unable to withstand it.
He was quickly knocked down.
"Damn it, did you take the wrong medicine today?"
Zhu Di cursed.
"I'm in a bad mood." Yang Xuan replied.
"Hit me when I'm in a bad mood?"
"Do I, the majestic King Yan, have no face?"
Zhu Di looked at Yang Xuan with a resentful look.
"Don't talk nonsense, it's obviously a normal communication." Yang Xuan laughed and vented, and his mood really improved a lot.
"Do you think I believe it?" Zhu Di gave Yang Xuan a roll of his eyes.
"Pull me up." Zhu Di stretched out his hand and said angrily.
Yang Xuan reached out and pulled Zhu Di up, and then the two of them walked to the shade in the corner and sat down.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhu Di said.
Based on his understanding of Yang Xuan, this guy obviously has something on his mind.
"Nothing." Yang Xuan shook his head.
"fine."
"But I have to tell you in advance, An Qing is a big girl now, and you have to prepare for some things in advance."
"Otherwise, you will regret it later."
Zhu Di patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder.
"What preparations should I make?" Yang Xuan asked confused.
"Of course I will marry her!" Zhu Di said matter-of-factly.
From the beginning it was just to trick Yang Xuan, to now he wants his sister to marry Yang Xuan, the journey of his heart cannot be explained by outsiders.
Yang Xuan was stunned.
He turned and stared at Zhu Di: "What are you thinking about?"
"Don't think I can't tell. My little sister likes you so much that I, the older brother, are jealous."
"She is only ten years old, please be a human being!"
"Ten years old, not too young."
"As we all know, women in the Ming Dynasty are old enough to get married at the age of fourteen."
"It will be a little later for royal women, but not too late."
"This year, not only Miaoyun and I will get married, but Lin'an will also marry Li Qi, the eldest son of the Korean prince."
"Lin'an is only seventeen years old this year."
"Technically speaking, she's still a few months shy of seventeen."
"You don't have much time left."
"With your skills, as long as you go to the battlefield, you will definitely make great achievements."
"When my little sister turns fourteen, you can ask Uncle Xu to propose marriage to your father."
"I think for Uncle Xu's sake, my father will agree."
Zhu Di explained the situation and helped Yang Xuan plan something. He was nothing more than a good brother.
"No, you made the arrangement for me so clear. Did you already have this idea?"
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