Chapter Thirty-Nine: Finally Back in Beijing >
did indeed bask in the sun outside for over ten days. If this Sai Zhou wasn't sturdy enough, then I would have really lost this boat race! Or how about we both go to the gambling den and bet on King W...Qin Luoyan involuntarily wanted to step back, but behind her was the bed. As she retreated, her knee bumped against the edge of the bed with a light thud, and she fell onto it. "Wang... Wangye, I really have my period."
"Well, let me see," Fu Zimo's voice came from above her head, and the next second her world fell into darkness.
The candle was blown out by a gust of wind, but the lingering scent of ambiguity still hung in the air.
None knew, in the corner of the courtyard, a small figure stood with his head tilted up, gazing at the window of the second-floor room. His gaze was hidden in the darkness, yet the hatred in his eyes was so palpable that even the surrounding guards couldn't ignore it.
A seven-year-old child, yet possessing such hatred.
Two guards were shocked, but they decided to report the matter to their master without reservation tomorrow.
Yi Sheng stood there until it was late at night. Qin Luo Yan, wrapped in a cloak, walked out of the room. She dragged her tired body, yawned, and stumbled downstairs.
Seeing the children in the corner, he was so startled that he immediately lost his sleepiness.
"Wing Sheng" she hurried over and scooped him up into her arms. He was dressed too thin, and had been standing in the courtyard for too long; his whole body was chilled by the night air.
Qin Luoyan used her own hand to rub his, "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest How long have you been standing here Why don't you listen to your elder sister"
"I'm waiting for you." Yisheng stared at her face, unwavering. His eyes were no longer filled with hostility, only worry and pain remained.
He was a man of few words, precious with each syllable. Yet, those three simple characters warmed Qin Luoyan's heart and soul. She gently caressed his head, "Let's go back to the room. Don't wait for me anymore in the future, I'll be fine."
Are you really okay
Yīngshēng's gaze fell upon the bruise above her collarbone, but he quickly looked away. He responded with a sound and obediently followed Qín Luòyān back to the room.
It snowed heavily again early that day, and the inn was bustling with activity. Everyone's faces showed no trace of worry or fear, as if the fighting from last night had been forgotten. Perhaps, they had experienced too many such battles, so it no longer caused much emotional turmoil.
Jin Mu arranged a carriage for Qin Luo Yan and Yi Sheng, so for the next few days, Qin Luo Yan and Yi Sheng stayed in the carriage, walking at the end of the team. They didn't see Fu Zi Mo's figure.
Qin Luoyan also found peace. If she could live like this, quietly and calmly, it wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.
These days, Qin Luoyan has learned a lot more about Yingsheng. This child is much smarter than she thought. Along the way, she taught him how to read. For every character, she only taught him once, and he was able to learn it immediately. Even those difficult ancient poems, he could remember after just hearing them once.
This is a true child prodigy! Qin Luoyan felt as if she had found treasure, wishing she could teach him everything she knew.
Since those guards who bullied the wingmen were taught a lesson, Xiao Changyue's people have been much more subdued. At least in the past few days, no one has come to bother them again.
But, beautiful times are always short-lived. As tomorrow they would reach the capital of Nanyue, Fengqicheng, even the soldiers in the ranks were a little excited. After several months without seeing their families, even the most iron-blooded men couldn't help but be moved.
"Here we are."
Suddenly, someone shouted that sentence, and the whole team went wild! After several months of grueling missions, it was finally over!
Qin Luo'yan lifted the car window curtain and peered out. Sure enough, a majestic city gate stood before her eyes. At dusk, this city gate was like an open-mouthed lion, with people coming and going in and out of its mouth.
Perhaps news had already reached them, for there were several rows of soldiers awaiting outside the city gate. At the front stood a eunuch with snow-white hair, dressed in court robes and holding a bright yellow imperial decree. As the procession drew nearer, the eunuch quickly descended from the city wall and waited at the city gate with a face full of servile smiles.
"Congratulations to Prince Wuxuan on his safe return to the capital!" The old eunuch first bowed to Fu Zimo's carriage before holding up the imperial decree and announcing in a loud voice, "Your Highness, the Emperor has been waiting for a long time. He specially ordered me to wait here. His Majesty decrees that Prince Wuxuan should enter the palace immediately to pay his respects."
Fu Zi Mo responded with a sound, dismounted his carriage and accepted the imperial edict. After saying a word of thanks, he changed from a carriage to riding a horse and galloped into the city.
After the carriages and guards of the Xiao family entered the city, they parted ways with the people from Wuxuan Wangfu. As they left, Xiao Changyue glanced in the direction where Qin Luoyan was through the carriage window. The killing intent in her eyes was completely undisguised.
Half an hour later, the carriage carrying Qin Luoyan and Yisheng finally stopped. Someone knocked on the carriage door, asking the two to get off.
There are no familiar faces like Jin Mu or Fu Zi Mo beside Qin Luo Yan in the team anymore. There are only some unfamiliar faces that she has never seen before.
"This is the king's bed warmer"
A middle-aged woman's stern voice rang out. Qin Luoyan raised her eyes and saw a woman in delicate attire, though the traces of time were undeniable, standing at the doorway.
This door was not the main entrance to Wu Xuan Wangfu, but a side gate. In this rigidly stratified society, only the master of a grand household could enter through the main gate.
The woman walked before Qin Luoyan, sizing her up and down, yet couldn't hide the disdain in her eyes. "She is indeed quite pretty, no wonder she caught the attention of the Prince."
"Gu MoMo, we've handed this person over to you. We'll be heading back to the front yard now." The guards delivered the person and left. Generally speaking, guards rarely entered the inner courtyard of the palace.
Gui Momo nodded and glanced at Yisheng standing beside Qin Luoyan, "Oh, this servant even brought a drag along The backyard can't let men enter at will, I think this child has to be sent to the front yard."
Qin Luoyan was a little anxious, holding Yingsheng's hand tightly, and putting on a smiling face: "Guimomo, he is my younger brother, my own younger brother. He's just a child, he's timid, please be more understanding and let him stay by my side."
“You, a slave, have the audacity to speak” Gui Momo snorted coldly. “Don’t think that you are someone special just because you caught the attention of the Prince Consort. You are nothing but a bed warmer. Remember your place as a slave! All the slaves in this mansion are under my jurisdiction. Whatever I say goes! Now, bring this child to the front yard.”
"Gu Mmm!" Qin Luoyan still wanted to say something, but Gu Mmm didn't give her a chance at all. She gestured to the two people beside her, and the two immediately came to Qin Luoyan's face and pulled her and Yisheng apart.
All the maidservants in the royal palace had learned some martial arts, so they easily took Wing Sheng away. Qin Luoyan watched helplessly as the doctor was taken away, and before she could even resist, a loud slap landed on her face.
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