After completing the monthly tasks, Yin Shang took the road to Dongpei and returned to the original route. On the evening of the fourth day, he entered Jingsu, the capital of Dongpei.
The two of them checked into the inn to rest. When it was night, Yin Shangcai said to Lin Boyu, "Who is Li Min in contact with on weekdays?"
Lin Boyu thought for a while and gave the answer: "It's a man named Bai Zhengliu. He usually lives in our embroidery shop at the entrance of the outer palace."
Yin Shang seemed to be hesitant, paused and asked again: "Who is in charge of Dongpei here?"
Lin Boyu said: "The Xu family is not far from us."
Yin Shang said: "Call him up and let me ask a few questions."
"Yes," Lin Boyu agreed, and then said, "If His Highness wants to enter the palace, I will go and make preparations."
Yin Shang was not surprised that Lin Boyu saw through her so easily. He thought for a few moments and then said, "Well, get ready. I'll go see him later."
Lin Boyu nodded and stepped back respectfully.
Not long after, the man named Xu Dingyuan was ordered to come, stepped into the door and stood quietly in front of the table.
Yin Shang put his forehead with one hand, looked at the map in his hand, and asked casually: "How is Dongpei doing lately?"
Xu Dingyuan said: "Lingzi sent troops to the border, but King Dongpei seemed to have no intention of fighting and wanted to negotiate with Lingzi."
"Negotiation?" Yin Shang glanced at the map and asked, "What bargaining chips does Dongpei have?"
As soon as he asked this question, Yin Shang paused in his heart and thought: No, they already have leverage now.
Xu Dingyuan said: "I wonder if His Highness has received any news from Lingzi?"
Yin Shang said: "You can tell me, I have been elusive recently and haven't received much news."
Xu Dingyuan said: "Lingzi is now divided into two factions, the main war faction headed by the two kings Zhan Lubo and Zhan Luzhen, and the peace negotiation faction headed by King Lingzi."
He continued: "The two kings Zhanlu Bo and Zhanlu Zhen wanted to capture Dongpei in one fell swoop. Although King Lingzi sent troops, he also sent envoys to Dongpei. However, these envoys were all killed by Zhanlu. Beau killed.”
Yin Shang raised his eyebrows and said, "He won't stop until the war begins?" It seems that King Lingzi did not want to start a war, but Chen Bing was frightened and sent an envoy again, hoping that Dongpei would hand him over without losing a single soldier. The person he wanted, but Zhan Lubo killed the envoy, cut off the news or falsely conveyed the news, blurred Dongpei's attitude, and angered King Lingzi, then the battle had to be fought.
Xu Dingyuan said: "It's easy to guess Zhan Lubo's thoughts, but my subordinates haven't thought clearly about what King Lingzi is thinking." He didn't know about Jiang Yixue, so it was naturally difficult for him to understand King Lingzi's true intentions. Purpose.
Yin Shang didn't explain much, just said: "I already understand these, you don't need to worry about it."
Xu Dingyuan nodded and said, "Yes."
Yin Shang asked again: "What is King Dongpei's attitude now?"
Xu Dingyuan shook his head and said: "It's still vague. King Dongpei wants peace, but now Dingzhou is weak. All the fourteen kingdoms are ready to take action, and there are many warring factions in the court."
Yin Shang said: "I understand. Keep an eye on them carefully. If Dongpei sends envoys to Lingzi, they will also stop them."
Hearing this, Xu Dingyuan thought for a while and asked hesitantly: "Your Highness, what kind of blocking method is it? Is it like Zhan Lubo's or something? Killing or wounding, please give me an accurate answer."
There was a trace of helplessness in Yin Shang's eyebrows, and he said: "I won't kill him, I won't injure him. Just tie him up, lock him up, and keep him under strict guard. Don't let him report the news."
"Okay," Xu Dingyuan's voice became lighter and he said, "It must be done properly, and no information will be leaked out."
"Well, go down and send a message if you need anything," Yin Shang looked down at the map again and said casually: "By the way, your sister has been transferred to Shaotian Zangfu recently. Everything is fine. You don't have to worry."
As soon as these words came out, Xu Dingyuan, who was about to open the door and leave, froze in place. After a while, he said calmly: "Your Highness, do you still remember me... No, how did you know that was my sister... No ,that is……"
He said a few words incoherently, then closed his mouth and scratched his head stupidly.
Seeing his appearance, Yin Shang couldn't help laughing. He chuckled twice before saying, "Go down."
"Hey." Xu Dingyuan responded subconsciously, opened the door and left with a blush.
After Xu Dingyuan left, Yin Shang continued to look at the map of the palace in his hand until Lin Boyu knocked on the door softly and came in: "Your Highness, we are ready. The palace of the Three Kings is relatively remote. We will take a secret road. You will give it half an hour." Just come out."
Yin Shang nodded, changed his clothes under Lin Boyu's service, and asked again: "How is the supervision?"
Lin Boyu straightened her clothes and said, "It's not strict. The guards patrol twice a day. The main informants are the attendants in his palace."
Yin Shang smiled and said, "You are locked in a cage with no doors or windows. How pitiful you are."
Lin Boyu said: "It's not pitiful that His Highness is thinking about him."
Hearing this, Yin glanced at her, suddenly curious, and asked: "Sister Lin, what do you think of him?"
Lin Boyu asked: "What are you asking about, Your Highness? Appearance or character? To be a king or a chess piece?"
Seeing that she didn't shy away from it, Yin Shang was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said, "You can say whatever you want."
Lin Boyu said: "The appearance is definitely first-class. He is a sharp tool for scraping bones. He is quite scheming, but he is also smart. He has lost his confidence since he was a child. He is still good at handling things. If I am willing to give you a knife, I will help you, but If I were to be a king..."
She hesitated for a moment and then said: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being so blunt. He may be able to be the crown prince and the king of Qi Hui, but if he goes further down the road... he will not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Your Highness."
Yin Shang asked: "Are you saying that he has little talent and knowledge? Or are you saying that he is unkind and unjust?"
Lin Boyu shook his head and said: "No, Your Highness, I followed Jin Chengyi and you for the eighth year of Dingzhou. I can see that Wang Qing has a deep love for you, but it is precisely because this love is too deep that it is easy to get hurt." People hurt themselves.”
Her eyes were heavy and she said slowly: "With a high position of power, it is difficult to treat others wholeheartedly. In your eyes, it is a check and balance, but in the eyes of others, it may be true love. If things go on like this, love may lead to hatred, and love will hinder love. How to pave the way to climb higher?”
After the words fell, the room suddenly fell into silence. After a while, Yin Shang nodded and said, "You are right."
Lin Boyu's eyes were fixed on her face that was deep in thought, and he seemed to see through her. There was a hint of comfort in his tone, and he said: "In the eighth year of Dingzhou, he wanted His Highness to protect him. You did it. He asked you to take him away from Dongzhou." Pei, I think it will come true soon. Since you took such a big risk to do it, he will naturally have to pay something."
She smiled and said: "Talent, appearance, strategy, power, everything is good, but it can't just be emotion."
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Jiang Yixue still couldn't sleep tonight.
He had just recovered from a serious illness, but he was still depressed in his heart. Every day's unfulfilled expectations turned into an undercurrent of annoyance in the middle of the night, stirring up his emotions tirelessly and keeping him awake day and night.
It's the same tonight.
He lay on the quilt, listening to the slight crackle of the charcoal fire in the palace, and watching the moonlight pouring in through the window paper, illuminating the beauty goblet on the second floor of the ancient shelf by the window.
It's probably midnight.
He thought silently.
At the time of the week, at this time, Yin Shang would knock on his window.
Yin Shang...
Yin Shang, where are you and what are you doing?
Do you miss me as much as I miss you?
Have you seen the letter I wrote to you? Why didn’t you reply to me?
do you remember me?
do you remember me?
…
"Button."
In the silence of the night, two particularly familiar knocks on the window suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Yixue's increasingly depressed thoughts.
He was stiff all over, suspecting that he missed Yin Shang too much and had auditory hallucinations, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.
Until there were two more soft sounds, a familiar voice came through the crack of the window: "Jiang Yixue, it's me."
Jiang Yixue's eyes widened, and she paused for a breath before suddenly turning over and getting out of bed, running barefoot to the window, and opened the wooden window with trembling hands.
Outside the window, there was snow in the spring, and the flowers were floating in the moonlight. The face he thought about day and night appeared in front of him - the person in front of him stood under the red tree, and the moonlight fell on her through the branches, shadowing her. When you stretch it out, you feel like you are wearing silver and jade.
"Am I dreaming..." He said quietly, staring motionlessly at the face that had been traced in his mind countless times.
Yin Shang laughed, stretched out his hand to hold the window sill, stood up neatly and turned in, then looked back and pushed down the wooden window.
Jiang Yixue watched her series of movements and leaned blankly against the window. After several breaths, she stretched out a plain white hand and carefully grabbed her sleeve.
The look of disbelief gradually turned into ecstasy, his eyes were red, and his hands kept climbing up from her sleeves until he held her whole body in his arms.
"I didn't dream, you came to me, Yin Shang, you came to me."
He repeated it repeatedly, his hoarse voice overflowing with tears.
Yin Shang put his arms around his slender waist, responded to the hug, and said, "Yes, you are not dreaming. I have something to do and I am traveling to Dongpei to see you."
"Yeah, yeah." Jiang Yixue responded with a choked voice. Unable to control herself, she turned her face to kiss her neck, lingering all the way, and soon touched her lips.
He stretched out the tip of his soft tongue, trying to open her teeth and kiss her, but her lips were tightly closed, and her hands were placed on his shoulders from her waist, pushing gently.
Jiang Yixue was a little confused, but still wanted to bring some intimate memories for herself, so she spoke vaguely against her lips, with an almost imperceptible temptation in her tone: "Kiss me... Yin Shang, kiss me, Please."
He groped around, grabbed Yin Shang's hand on his shoulder, led her down, secretly touched his exposed collarbone, then slid it tightly against his underwear, sliding across his body, and finally pressed it on the thin and tough waist.
Feeling the tight skin under his hands, Yin Shang let out a low laugh, opened his mouth indulgently, and allowed him to rush in harshly and hastily.
However, after only a few breaths, Yin Shang immediately turned his back on his guests, pinched his two white wrists as white as frost and snow, kissed him until he stepped back, and finally fell into the soft bed together.
The lips parted, Yin Shang's brows darkened, his eyes focused on the pink faces of the crowd below him.
He is so beautiful, his eyelashes are slightly wet, his breath is as blue as blue, and when he pulls it, the porcelain white and flawless skin on his neck is exposed, his lips are bright red, his cloud-like long hair is spread out in the brocade quilt, and his black hair and red lips make his face even more attractive.
Yin Shang was awestruck by this stunning radiance, and stretched out her hand to touch his slightly swollen red lips. Jiang Yixue did not resist, his cyan eyes were full of attachment, and he kissed her fingertips docilely.
Yaoyao Shenjing is full of fairies, who in the world does not care about you?
…
It took a while for Jiang Yixue to stop crying, but he still lay in her arms like a boneless body, half leaning against her on the couch.
Yin Shang asked him some recent questions, and he answered them one by one. After saying this, Jiang Yixue asked with some hesitation: "Yin Shang, have you received my letter?"
Yin Shang said without moving his eyebrows, "I got it."
Jiang Yixue pursed her lips and asked dully: "Why don't you write me a reply? You don't know how much I have..."
He didn't say what there was, it was swallowed vaguely into his stomach, and he only raised his face to look at her expectantly and sadly.
Yin Shang rubbed his hand around his waist and said, "The situation is unstable recently and things are busy."
"Okay," he easily accepted the argument without asking any further questions. He quickly showed a gentle smile and asked, "Have you missed me?"
But Yin Shang did not answer, but asked directly: "Have you missed me?"
"Yes," he nodded without hesitation and said, "I miss you every day, Yin Shang. I miss you so much and I like you."
He said this calmly and smoothly, which made Yin Shang a little stunned. He took several breaths before saying: "I understand."
Jiang Yixue put her hands around her neck and asked softly, "Yin Shang, when can I come back to you?"
"Soon," Yin Shang pressed his forehead against his and repeated, "Soon."
Even with such a vague statement, Jiang Yixue seemed to have received a satisfactory answer. He immediately showed a happy smile, responded briskly, and buried his head in her arms.
For a moment, no one spoke in the hall. The two of them hugged each other, and the atmosphere was affectionate, which relieved the pain of missing each other for a long time.
It wasn't until there was a gentle knock at the door that Yin Shang moved, lowered his head and kissed the hair on the head of the person in his arms, and said softly: "It's time for me to go."
The sweet dream came to an end quietly, and Jiang Yixue immediately raised his head and looked at her pitifully.
She was a little amused and lowered her head to kiss him. He opened his mouth obediently and moved eagerly, trying his best to prolong this sweet dream.
But after just a few breaths, Yin Shang pulled away without mercy, held down his body as he tried to catch up, and said, "I really want to leave, be good."
That word "good" made him surrender in an instant. He backed away a little in compromise, watched her get down, and then followed her step by step to the window.
"Protect yourself." She touched his face and gave him one final warning before turning around and gently pushing open the wooden window.
Jiang Yixue looked at her back as she turned away, feeling suffocated in her heart, and said hurriedly: "You too, be careful..."
"Yes." Yin Shang responded, turned over neatly and went out, closing the wooden window in an instant.
The room returned to silence, and Jiang Yixue was silent for a long time before she lowered her head dejectedly and finished what she just said: "...you want me."
He took two steps forward, locked the window in a hesitant manner, and sat back down on the couch where they had just embraced.
By the opposite window, the light is turned off to face the dawn, and I can't sleep without the shadow.
