Traveling through the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 229 What if the years could be peaceful?

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty was still cold and snowing heavily. In the Regent's Palace, Chi Yan, who was pretending to be Yan Wuque, sat in a wheelchair, feeling bored and pretending to read deeply.

The concubines in the palace were married daughters after all. They would only stay in their parents' home for two or three days and then returned to the palace one after another. They knew very well that they were Yan Wuque's concubines. Although the palace had shown mercy and allowed them to go back to their parents' home, they also knew their identities.

Lin Jinxiu was a little excited when she returned to Shuiyunju. She felt that she would be able to control Yan Wuque in the future. This time when she went back, her mother Lin taught her a lot of tricks, and even spent money to secretly invite the ladies in the brothel to teach her some ways of husband and wife.

After several inquiries, Hanxiang finally found out that Yun Yuxi was not in the palace. Lin Jinxiu even went to Nuanyu Pavilion every day. Finally, she figured out that Yun Yuxi was indeed not in the palace. She thought that Yun Yuxi had also returned to her parents' home. No wonder Yun Yuxi was so generous and let them go back to her parents' home as well. It turned out that she did it for her own convenience.

Lin Jinxiu personally cooked chicken soup and prepared to send it to Yan Wuque. She felt that her chance had come. As long as Yun Yuxi was not around, her status as a concubine in the palace would be equal to that of Wang Qinghua, and no other concubine would be higher than hers. What's more, she had bribed many concubines with money.

Chi Yan was afraid of exposing himself. After all, he was pretending to be a prince, so he could only stay in the study. No one in the palace dared to enter the study, as they would lose their heads.

Chi Yan was flipping through the book out of boredom. He couldn't concentrate at all and was just pretending to read.

Lin Jinxiu dressed up specially and walked towards the study room carrying chicken soup. She looked very beautiful after being carefully dressed up, and her swaying figure made her look like a fairy descending to earth.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the study, she was stopped by the secret guard. Lin Jinxiu said with a smile: "My lord guard, I'm here to bring soup to the prince. Please be flexible." As she spoke, she rubbed the secret guard's arm with her breasts.

The secret guard was frightened and turned pale. He said hurriedly, "The prince has ordered not to see anyone. Please don't make things difficult for your subordinates. Please go back, Concubine."

Chi Yan in the room didn't dare to say a word. He knew he would be exposed as soon as he opened his mouth, so he picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it against the window with a bang.

Lin Jinxiu was not annoyed. Instead, she smiled and turned to leave. The secret guard was still holding the chicken soup in his hand, which was messy in the wind.

Lin Jinxiu was lying on the bed, planning in her mind how to seduce Yan Wuque. As long as she consummated the marriage, she would have a chance to win Yan Wuque's heart. Thinking about what the brothel lady had taught her, she couldn't help blushing.

"Your Highness, the climate and resources in these three mountains are so good that I don't want to go back to Kyoto. Especially the cold-water fish in the river, which make delicious fish soup," Yun Yuxi said reluctantly.

Yan Wuque held Yun Yuxi's hand, stood by the river, touched Yun Yuxi's head lovingly, and whispered softly: "Yu'er, can we leave some people here to guard it?

This king also thinks this place is nice, let them build a house, and we can come and stay for a while when we have time in the future. After all, this temporary building is too rough, and my Yu'er deserves the best."

"That's good. We can let them open some fields nearby and plant fruits and vegetables. Now that it's spring, it's the perfect time to plant during the Qingming Festival. We can come here to escape the heat in the summer."

The two had already communicated and knew that the Old Man of Tianshan was no simple man, so they tacitly did not mention the Old Man of Tianshan again. They knew that the old man of Tianshan would not harm them. As for what his purpose was, the Old Man of Tianshan would naturally answer them when they returned to Kyoto.

Yun Yuxi ordered the guards to go into the water to catch some fish, bring them back to Kyoto, let the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister's grandmother taste them, and by the way, blackmail the Dog Emperor.

Yan Wuque looked at the busy people and Yun Yuxi's casual look, with smiles in his eyes. He thought that it would be a good idea to stay away from the court and live in seclusion here. He could watch the flowers bloom and fall, the clouds roll and unfold in front of the window with his beloved, and spend the good years like this.

He had never competed with the emperor for that position, and he didn't want to be like his father, who had to deal with concubines in order to balance power.

When he thought of his legs, his eyes dimmed a little. He had already traced back to Emperor Suwen, who was responsible for the influence of Wangsheng Tower in the palace. At first, he thought it was the Queen who did it, and he even wanted to get rid of her, but the facts were so slapping.

He recalled that when he was young, he followed the emperor around. The emperor loved him very much and let him act naughty and get into trouble. He would take the blame for him and bear the punishment from his father.

They used to be friendly brothers with deep affection for each other, but everything changed since their father died suddenly.

Yun Yuxi interrupted Yan Wuque's thoughts, and as happy as a butterfly, she pulled Yan Wuque through the jungle, saying that they were going hunting.

Aunt Lan from the Prime Minister's Mansion finally felt a little better under Yun Yuxi's medical treatment, but she knew that it was all in disguise and she didn't have much time left.

She had to do something, so she ordered her personal maid to go out and deliver a letter to the brothel. After all, Aunt Lan came from a brothel and had some connections there.

After reading the letter, the old crow in the building looked a little unnatural. She told the maid to wait for her for a moment, then casually went into the inner room, took out a paper package and gave it to the maid, asking her to make sure to give it to Aunt Lan.

Liu was busy all day long competing with Zhiyu, the newcomer to the mansion. However, the prime minister, or grandfather, stayed in Zhiyu's yard. The prime minister was a civil official, so he naturally had to do some elegant things of the literati. Liu could not recite poems or compose couplets at all, so she could not compare with Zhiyu's erudition.

Soon, news came from the prime minister's residence that Zhiyu was pregnant, which made Liu feel even more threatened. She knew that she was old and ugly now, and if Zhiyu gave birth to a boy, her position might be lost. After all, she knew the prime minister well.

Naturally, the news also reached Aunt Lan's courtyard. Aunt Lan curled her lips and smiled, carefully dressed up, handed a bracelet to the little maid, asked her to pawn it, and then went to Bazhenlou to pack some food, and specifically asked to bring a pot of Bazhenlou's apricot blossom wine, because the prime minister liked it.

Liu was busy dealing with Zhiyu, so naturally she didn't have much time to pay attention to Aunt Lan, which gave Aunt Lan an opportunity.

Aunt Lan was waiting on the road that the Prime Minister had to pass. Her face was carefully dressed up, but with a somewhat sickly look, she was very charming. When the Prime Minister saw Aunt Lan in the wind, he felt a little guilty. After all, Aunt Lan had given birth to a son and a daughter for him.

"Lan'er, it's cold, go back to the yard. I'd like to sit in your yard for a while. Are you feeling better?"

Aunt Lan held the Prime Minister's hand and whispered softly, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I am much better now. I have prepared a meal today, including the apricot wine from Bazhenlou. Master, you must be hungry!"

The prime minister looked at the gentle and lovely Aunt Lan. Her fragility was different from Zhiyu's beauty. Aunt Lan could always measure his masculine grace, which was why he had doted on Aunt Lan over the years.