"Are you really planning for yourself, or for others?" Gu Shuo, who had never spoken, suddenly asked.
Ye Qianning was slightly startled, met Gu Shuo's gaze, and did not answer immediately.
Weighing the pros and cons, she, Penglai, and Sang Zhi all thought about the map in their eyes, and the choice they made naturally included Sang Zhi's share.
Seeing her silence, Gu Shuo seemed to have guessed: "He is not as incapable of things as before, and you don't have to do this either."
"It's better to be conspicuous by one person than by two people together." Ye Qianning did not deny it.
She just felt that instead of letting the people who knew the secret of Sang Zhi's eyes stare at him, it would be better to keep an eye on her, the one who had Penglai in her hands. Anyway, there were so many people, and it didn't matter to her if there were more.
"I don't know what's so good about him that he deserves this from you." Gu Shuo said in a dull tone, feeling a little unhappy.
"I consider him my younger brother."
"..."
"..."
How old is he and how old is she to be a younger brother?
Who would believe it!
It was getting dark. Sang Yan got a tent from Du Yi and simply set it up to become a simple residence. Ye Qianning also asked people to bring mats and quilts.
The weather in August is hot, but the whole yard is cool. If you want to rest, you really need a quilt.
Sitting in the tent, Sang Yan thought about the oracle in his arms and found it ridiculous, but as a prince, he had to fight for it in the face of interests and power.
The father's oral instructions must not be taken out. If he wants Ye Qianning and his party to go to Beili, the father can't let go and there is no hope.
Sang Yan found paper and pen, and wrote an urgent letter.
Without enough sincerity, Ye Qianning told Minghou and others that they would not consider Beili. The relationship between the Prince of Xilun and them was very good. If the two cooperated, it would be a crisis for the three countries.
Some vassal kings from Dongsi were also on the mountain road, and they heard from Sang Yin that the relationship between the young prince Nanyuan and Ye Qianning was also very good.
Only Beili.
Sang Yan writes sharply, showing no mercy in his words. There are crises everywhere. If the father cares, then he will issue the decree himself without anyone's excuse.
The royal family only represents the Beili royal family, and only in this way can things turn around.
After Sang Yan finished writing, he folded the letter, walked out of the tent, and entered the back mountain.
Ye Qianning and Mr. Chen were discussing something, and Luo Xuan came in to report Sang Yan.
"The third prince is the most measured in what he does. He is the one whom I value most among the students of their generation." Mr. Chen stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"Sure enough, Master is the one who knows them best."
No wonder Master would mention Xi Liuyuan in front of the Third Prince.
"The Third Prince is deeper than before and cannot be seen clearly, but what he cares about is always power. Even if he gets the position he wants, it still hasn't changed."
Emperor Beili was a man who would do whatever it took to achieve his goals. His flexibility and shame were indeed admirable.
"That's very good."
Ye Qianning wished he was like this.
"Miss, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat?" Du Yi came in.
"Dad and Qian Daddy haven't come back yet?" Ye Qianning looked up.
"Never."
"Then wait a minute."
Ye Qianning was a little worried, fearing that she would be injured unnecessarily when she came back.
Qian Fanji and Xiang Minghou came back from the back mountain just before dinner. Their faces were somewhat stained, but they were not seriously injured.
Rowan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and it looked like he was much more seriously injured than the two of them.
Ye Qianning: "Caught in the middle, didn't you fight back?"
Rowan: "Can't beat him."
"..."
"Take it back and rub it on." Ye Qianning took out the ointment from the space.
"No need, Miss. It's just a minor injury." One of Rowan's eyes was so swollen that he couldn't even open it. His cheek was also swollen, and his speech was a little unclear.
"Qian Daddy and Daddy's moves all fell on you. They asked you to start a fight, but they didn't ask you to take them all." Ye Qianning gave him the ointment.
The eyes are Qian Daddy's moves, and the cheeks look like they were kicked by Daddy's big feet. Daddy's shoes are made of leather, and there are a few leather patterns hidden on them. You can imagine how heavy they are.
"Thank you, miss." Rowan smiled and gritted his cheeks and gritted his teeth in pain.
"You take care of it in these two days."
"yes."
Seeing him limping back to the room, Ye Qianning shook her head helplessly. She turned around and walked a few steps when she saw someone walking out of the tent on the left side of the courtyard.
"Third Prince, have you had dinner?" she asked with a smile.
"kindness."
Sang Yan nodded and walked in her direction.
"My father is in the room on the right. If the Third Prince falls asleep, he can have a drink with me."
Sang Yan chuckled when he heard this: "I don't dare to drink with him. If I'm drunk, my body won't be able to withstand his punches."
Ye Qianning looked up and down: "The Third Prince looks thinner than he did many years ago."
"Haha, I never thought you would change so much. If you weren't following Mr. Chen, why wouldn't I recognize you?"
Ye Qianning: "Don't talk about the third prince, even my father can't recognize him."
"Oh? They don't recognize him either?" Sang Yan was a little surprised.
"Everyone remembers that I am fat, but few people seem to be able to imagine how thin I look." Thinking of it, Ye Qianning herself is funny. It seems that she has only one word in everyone's memory, fat!
"Indeed, you were fatter than the average child when you were a child. It's hard for people to ignore you." You are so fat that people can't help but look at you more.
"I still remember that Prince Changyang often said that I am heavier than both Nanxiang and Nanxiang." Ye Qianning chuckled.
Sang Yan had indeed heard Prince Changyang talk about it, and now he couldn't help but laugh when he heard her say it. He felt relieved when the laughter fell.
"It turns out it's really you."
At this moment, he put aside his doubts. Even though her body shape and appearance had changed so much that he could not recognize her, her tone of voice would not change.
Although he was immature when he was young, he was neither humble nor overbearing when he spoke to anyone, and he spoke casually, and it is the same now.
Ye Qianning smiled and said nothing.
"I heard from Yin'er about Bai Muxun. Lin Hui has done so many things, but you didn't touch her. Thank you very much." How could Sang Yan not understand?
"The third prince must take good care of him in the future to avoid causing any big trouble in the future. I won't care about it this time, but if there is another time, I will not show mercy."
"If there is a next time, I will do it myself without you having to do it."
This time, Bai Muxun's incident shocked him. If it hadn't come from Sang Yin's mouth, he would never have believed it. Song Qi and Chen Siqing mentioned it one after another along the way, and he was convinced.
Along the way, Lin Hui behaved as well-behaved as ever, hiding so deeply. After more than ten years in the palace, he never knew she could be such a vicious person.
"Third Prince." Gu Shuo walked out of the room.
"Brother Gu."
"father."
"Qian Ning, the Third Prince and I have something to discuss." Gu Shuo arrived.
Ye Qianning nodded: "Dad, you guys talk, I'm going back to the house first."
"Go to bed early."
"knew."
Sang Yan watched her go back to the room, and turned his eyes back to Gu Shuo: "I see that she is very affectionate when calling her daddy. Has the relationship between you two eased?"
(End of chapter)
