When he woke up the next morning, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to call Sandan Fu to him.
"Yesterday in Xinuang Pavilion, how do I remember that I felt like I was slapped?"
Sandanfu paused and said cautiously: "You have indeed been slapped by the Holy One. I thought you - I don't remember -"
Such a thing really happened! Yelu Daiqin clicked his tongue, his beautiful eyebrows wrinkled again, he leaned back and lay back on the couch, "Because of what? Do you know?"
"You said this in front of Mr. Asuzhan and several elders from the previous dynasty -" This was so treasonous that Mr. Sandan couldn't say it out loud.
"What exactly did you say? Say it quickly!" Seeing the panic on Sandanfu's face, Yelu Daiqin was quite irritable.
"Say—you said that the Holy One is old and disrespectful!"
"What?" Yelu Daiqin sat up from the couch with a sudden shake, "I really said that? Didn't you hear it wrong?"
Mr. Sandan looked at Yelu Daiqin helplessly, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, "That's what you said. I and several other guards outside the door really heard it!"
"Furthermore, your words made the Holy One extremely angry. Not long after that slap, the Holy One left the Xinuang Pavilion. The humble ministers did not dare to go in. It was Master Asuzhan who came out and asked us to come in, so we went in to help you out. ."
This drunken memory made Yelu Daiqin feel extremely frustrated. Everyone knew that he said such words to his father in front of ministers from both sides of the Central Plains and Beidi——
This slap was actually quite light.
The dizziness after drinking was worse than he thought. In his memory, he had never been so drunk before.
"Second Prince, please get up and change your clothes quickly! Don't forget, this is the first time the Holy Emperor has gone to the morning court since he arrived in the Central Plains. After what happened last night, if something goes wrong again in the morning, it will be terrible. It’s such a shame!” Mr. Sandan said while waving his hand to the maid outside.
The maids understood and went to fetch water, and those who prepared tea prepared tea.
Yelu Daiqin couldn't listen to this. He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what it was.
He waved his hand, "No hurry! What did I promise to others yesterday?"
Sandanfu thought about it carefully, and before he could respond, Yelu Daiqin remembered that he had asked Jinghua Hairpin to rest too early, waiting for him to find her after dinner.
This is great, just let people wait all night!
The previous misunderstanding was not explained clearly, and now it is even more unclear.
"Eh!" Yelu Daiqin slapped his forehead suddenly and walked under the couch, "Drinking is such a waste! Call someone to change my clothes!"
After cleaning up, Yelu Daiqin hurriedly walked out of the courtyard gate, "How long is it until morning time?"
Sandanfu followed quickly, "There's probably still a stick of incense left."
As he spoke, he arrived in front of the soft sedan. Yelu Daiqin stopped and hesitated for a long time, "Let's go to Jingyang Palace first."
After that, he got on the sedan chair.
Mr. Sandan was anxious. The emperor was going to court in the Xuanhe Hall, and he had to pass through the Gate of Supreme Harmony on the way. Why did he have enough time to burn the incense stick?
At this moment, his master wants to go to Jingyang Palace first, and it will definitely be too late.
"Second Prince, it can't be done!" Third Danfu looked troubled, "We don't have enough time! You have to go to Xuanhe Hall first!"
Yelu Daiqin tilted his head, put one hand between his eyebrows, and closed his eyes slightly.
He knew that Sandanfu was right.
Huh - forget it, if it hadn't been for what happened last night, he wouldn't have caused any trouble if he stayed a little late today, but now, the situation is different.
If he makes his father unhappy again, I'm afraid he will no longer have a share in the throne.
With this in mind, he raised his hand and said coldly: "Go to Xuanhe Hall."
Sandanfu breathed a sigh of relief and urged, "Get up the sedan!"
Jingyang Palace.
Although Jing Huahan was extremely disappointed with Yelu Daiqin, his last words last night, 'come back after dinner,' made her unable to sleep well all night.
That night, she slept half asleep, as if she was really looking forward to his arrival.
But as soon as I woke up, my sensibility gradually faded away with the dark night, and rationality prevailed again.
Her intuition told her that she could no longer remain in such a hazy state and must act immediately.
Otherwise, the longer the time goes on, the more likely it is that he will develop his initial crush on Yelu Daiqin.
And once this happens, she will once again fall into an irreversible situation! It will be worse than this time!
She must first find a way to contact the monarch of Beidi and test his plans for her.
"Princess, would you like to take your medicine first or have your breakfast first?" Qing'e opened the curtain and came in, bringing a cup of tea to the bed.
Jinghua took the hairpin, raised his head, gargled, and spit it into the spittoon. He picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Let's eat first. I won't drink any medicine in the morning."
Qing'e frowned, "Why? Your wound hasn't been yet—"
Jinghua Hairpin walked to the window, and the early sun shone warmly on her face, which made her feel better. "Which monarch do you think would like a woman with a strong smell of medicine?"
"Are you going to see the king of Beidi?" Qing'e was very surprised.
Jing Huahan turned around and smiled lightly, "Yes, I want to see him."
"Come, dress me up."
After saying that, Jing Huahan sat in front of the dressing table.
Qing'e followed her instructions and walked behind Jinghua Hairpin, slowly taking a comb to comb Jinghua Hairpin's hair.
Jing Hua caught a glimpse of the hairpin in the bronze mirror and smiled, "Qing'e, are you worried about something?"
Qing'e shook her head and stopped, "Princess, are you angry?"
"Why should I be so angry?" Jing Huahan turned around and looked at Qing'e in surprise.
"My servant has seen that what's in your heart - and the second prince -"
When Qing'e said this, Jing Huahan didn't know what to say for a moment, "Why do you think so?"
Qing'e put down her comb, took a few steps back, and knelt on the ground, "How dare you, princess, if you didn't have the second prince in your heart, you wouldn't have asked me last night about the eldest daughter who was waiting for the second prince outside the courtyard. No matter what his appearance is, he won’t—and won’t be able to sleep well all night—”
Jinghua Hairpin pursed her lips, turned around neatly, opened the dowry, and fiddled with it a few times, "In the past, I indulged you too much, and I dared to guess the master's thoughts."
"No, no princess!" Qing'e took a few steps forward, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, "I think it would be too dangerous for you to go to that monarch! Why don't you just agree to the second prince and ask him to find a chance? , send you out of the palace!"
"How did you know this?" Jing Huahan turned to stare at Qing'e. Yelu Daiqin clearly sent the others out last night.
"Slave--" When Yelu Daiqin left last night, he ordered Qing'e to persuade Jinghua to leave the palace, but she didn't expect Qing'e to be so anxious and reveal her secret, so she had no choice but to do it.
"Last night, before the Second Prince left, he asked his servants to advise you -" Qing'e raised her head, glanced at Jinghua Hairpin timidly, and then quickly lowered her head.
