Un corazón puro en una vasija de jade

Capítulo 173

Yongye smiled, his hand slipping inside Feng Yangxi's clothes. He reined in his horse, took her hand, and said earnestly, "I will make you happy." The forest fell silent instantly, save for the chirping of a few birds in the distance and the sound of their heartbeats.

Yongye stared at Feng Yangxi, his smile gradually fading. He asked hesitantly, "Why did you abdicate the throne to Yan?" "It's not just because of you. I never wanted to be emperor. This is fine. I'll still help Qi if it's in trouble. You won't blame me for still meddling in Qi's affairs, will you?" Feng Yangxi said seriously.

Yongye couldn't help but chuckle, her fingers tracing patterns on his clothes. "No way, I originally... originally wanted to go to the palace for you. I planned... well, to play around for another year or two." Feng Yangxi stared at her, then suddenly laughed, "And now?" "I missed you. I feel like I can't find a better man than you. I've decided to spend my life with you." Feng Yangxi raised an eyebrow, disbelieving. "Really?" Yongye nodded, hugging him and murmuring, "Really." Feng Yangxi shook his head. "I don't believe what you say." "Really. If I lied, then... then all my martial arts would be gone, and I wouldn't be able to run away." Yongye answered him earnestly.

Feng Yangxi laughed heartily and pulled her closer. "That's good. I'll hold the coronation ceremony at the end of this month!" "What?" "My empire, my throne, are you going to give them up so easily? Do you think this is child's play?" Feng Yangxi scoffed. "You've been fooled! I just had Yan handle some state affairs for me, and incidentally bought Chen Qiushui a word with a teapot personally made by Fu Yushi and some fine official kiln cups." "I..." "If you go back on your word, don't even think about having martial arts skills anymore. There are no Seven Beauties in the palace, no concubines. You'll sit with me as emperor. It's fair!" Feng Yangxi interrupted Yongye's words with lightning speed.

"Being an emperor is very busy, and it won't be fun for me alone." "Keep me busy." "I don't like those state affairs." "How can you not like them? Think about it, so many ministers, who is loyal and who isn't, how much effort does it take to figure that out? There are so many decisions to be made every day, all for the sake of the people, how meaningful is that! If the people live well, there will be more tax revenue, and with more tax revenue, the national treasury will be full. With more money in the treasury, you can spend it lavishly. What's the point of making such small amounts of money in the martial arts world?" Feng Yangxi earnestly instructed.

"And if you want Chen Kingdom's Qingzhou Red wine, just say the word and someone will send it to you. If you want to eat Gu Ya Garden's fish, just say the word and someone will serve it to you. In autumn, you can go fox hunting; the royal family has a large hunting ground. Oh, and the skewers of bear meat are very fragrant and crispy; I can go bear hunting with you. You see, in terms of eating, drinking, and having fun, who can compare to you?" "Marrying a man is all about food and clothing..." Yongye murmured. What kind of life did she want? "But I want a simpler life. I don't want to be busy with the country and its people all day long!" Feng Yangxi reined in her horse, looking at her suspiciously: "Really?" "Yes, that's the truth. I can get you into the palace; it sounds good, but I really do want a simpler life." Feng Yangxi frowned, then suddenly remembered something and smiled: "Are you still wearing the wooden plaque I gave you?" Yongye nodded, pulling the wooden plaque from her neck. She had almost forgotten she was still wearing it; it seemed that ever since Feng Yangxi hung the plaque around her neck, she had never taken it off. She looked at him strangely: "How did you know I'd been wearing it the whole time?" "How could I not know? In the bamboo pavilion by Sunset Lake, I stripped you naked long ago... Why are you kicking me? You're the wife I promised to you. Why can't I take your clothes off?" Feng Yangxi said matter-of-factly.

Yongye blushed and turned her face away, asking, "What's it for?" Feng Yangxi turned her face back and smiled, "I told you, with this wooden plaque I can do one thing for you. For example, you can ask me to give up the throne for you." Yongye was instantly stunned.

"Did you abdicate in favor of Murong Yan?" Feng Yangxi looked up at the azure sky and said leisurely, "What do you think?" "Did I or didn't?" "What do you think?" "Feng Yangxi! If you keep playing tricks on me, I'll get angry and not go with you!" "Who said, 'I miss you, I feel I can't find a better man than you, I've decided to stay with you for life. If I'm lying, then... then all my martial arts will be crippled, and I won't be able to run away even if I want to'? Haha!" Feng Yangxi imitated Yongye's coquettish manner. He whipped his horse.

The wind carried Yongye's troubled voice: "Should I make you emperor, or not?" "You can think about it slowly on the way back to Qi," Yongye sighed softly. It really was a difficult choice. Being emperor had many advantages, and being a prince had many advantages too. For her, a smaller house or a larger one made a difference. She remembered what her father had once said: what did it matter if he was the crown prince? If he really took her away, wouldn't he and her father be able to only watch helplessly? She looked up and smiled with relief, "I won't choose. A home is enough, no matter how big or small. Having you is enough, I'm at peace. Why should I be anxious if you're not? So, you make this choice yourself." These words brought an instant peace to her heart. As long as she had him, that was enough.

Feng Yangxi looked down at her, his eyes filled with unwavering trust. He had finally gotten what he wanted, and no matter what decision he made, she would be by his side.

Feng Yangxi pinched her face and chuckled, "Silly! How can an emperor have so much time to spend with you? Yan is meticulous, gentle, and broad-minded; he must be very good to the people. However, I promised him that if anything happens to Qi, I won't stand idly by. Shall we go home now?" "Yes. Home!" Yongye smiled brightly, like the sunshine.

The Wind Rises in the Extra Chapter

If someone knew that the renowned swordsman Feng Yangxi would peep on young ladies from noble families while perched on a wall, I don't know whether people would describe him as a womanizer or a lovelorn man. But I know that neither description is accurate.

I'm definitely not a womanizer, because I have absolutely no lustful intentions towards Li Yongye, the heir of the Duan Prince's Mansion. Nor is "lovestruck man" accurate; I was merely peeking over the wall of the Wanyu Courtyard out of curiosity.

My father sent me a letter announcing a marriage arranged for me with the daughter of Prince Duan of Anguo, Li Gu. Everyone knows that when I was nine, Prince Duan's only son, Li Yongye, was cured of his dementia by the miraculous healer of Youli Valley and returned to the capital. Having spent four years in Anguo, this is the first time I've learned that the Crown Prince is actually a girl, and that she might even marry me. How could I not be curious?

Li Yongye was not short, but thin and frail like a bamboo pole, with a sallow complexion. She was thirteen years old when they got engaged, and I honestly couldn't see anything about her that made her look like a woman.

She looked sickly, but her features were exquisite, without a single flaw. Just as her father had said, the Princess Consort of Duan was incomparably beautiful, and her daughter would surely be a beauty in the future. Li Yongye would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty when she grew up.

But I have no interest in her.

That year, I was twenty-one years old, and she was only thirteen. When I saw her, I always felt that she was a child, and I really couldn't imagine that she would be my wife.

Li Yongye's activities were quite limited; she spent most of her time in Wanyu Courtyard. Occasionally, during the day, I would think of her and peek at her from afar over the wall. She was either lying on a bench sleeping or sunbathing, or brewing tea in the garden—an exceptionally quiet person. After seeing her a few times, I grew tired of it.

From then on, he was too lazy to spy on anyone for a whole year.

For years, I've been searching for people in Anguo.

One is Xinghun, an assassin from Youli Valley. He is skilled with silver willow-leaf throwing knives, possesses superb lightness skills, and is arrogant and flamboyant. After killing someone, he not only leaves behind the throwing knives but also writes the arrogant words "Little Li's Flying Daggers, Never Miss" on the walls and ground.

I've collected many throwing knives, but I've never caught him once, and it's really frustrating. I don't even know what he looks like. Thinking of Old Man Wang, who sold noodles at the alley entrance years ago, my anger flares up.

I made it clear that I would definitely catch this utterly depraved assassin, who couldn't distinguish between good and evil. It wasn't that I necessarily wanted to kill him, but rather that I was curious—very curious—about what kind of person he was, committing crimes in Kyoto for years without ever leaving a trace. This filled me with immense admiration for him.

We also need to find the people of Youli Valley. Ever since Anguo designated its second prince, Li Tianrui, as crown prince, I received news that the eldest prince, Li Tianyou, and his younger sister, Luo Yu, were secretly engaged. I know that Youli Valley has placed a heavy bet on Anguo, and I also know that the Anguo imperial power will inevitably descend into fratricide in the future. This is because my father would never marry his daughter to a prince, and Emperor Yujia would not have formed a marriage alliance with a princess of Qi to provide Li Tianyou with support if he hadn't been so determined to have Li Tianyou ascend the throne.

For the benefit of both countries, for my younger sister Luo Yu, and even more so to keep my promise to my father, I came to the capital to secretly assist Li Tianyou under the guise of a Qi Kingdom expert.

In recent years, Xinghun has been both cautious and daring. He has assassinated dozens of people without leaving a trace. While tracking him, I was also observing Anguo's movements.

Standing in Qin Chuan City, I observed everything: the city's defenses, the regular shift changes of soldiers, the terrain. The Qin River flowed mightily. With my own map of the mountains and rivers, I feared that if Anqi were to fight again, it would be unable to stop the Qi army.

I sighed. I was only doing this as a precaution. I dislike war; people are displaced, and lives are as worthless as grass. But I must protect my country and my people. If there is no war, then I'll consider it a lesson learned.

In the inn, a confidant of Prince You gave me a message: a man named Yuepo had entered Prince You's mansion, claiming to be a disciple of the Soul Returner of Youli Valley, and had been commissioned by a mysterious person to protect Prince You.

The princes have come of age. Is the Wandering Valley finally going to make a move? I couldn't help but smile, gazing leisurely towards the direction of Kyoto, thinking, "Star Soul, are you going to appear again?"

I rode back to the capital and met the young man named Yuepo. He was very handsome, his moon-white robe was spotless, he didn't know martial arts, and he was very refined and gentle. I don't know why, but from the first moment I saw Yuepo, I felt that he was no ordinary person.

Because he was so calm, as if he knew everything perfectly well, he seemed otherworldly, like a banished immortal. I brushed the dust off his black robe and thought dismissively that only a wicked person would dress like that to appear utterly harmless. No one would believe that someone from the Valley of Wandering Would possess such an ethereal, untouched air.

I followed Yuepo to the teahouse and sat in a corner. Yuepo didn't notice me; his energy seemed entirely focused on the beautiful and lovely Princess Qiangwei's entanglement with Prince Duan's heir, Yongye.

Listening to the people around me talking, I couldn't help but laugh. Pretending to be a man probably isn't fun.

Yongye successfully shrugged off Qiangwei. I sat in a corner of the teahouse and didn't see her, only hearing people's chatter about her stunning beauty. Five years have passed in a flash. She's grown into such a beautiful young woman! I realized I hadn't seen her in a long time, and I decided to sneak a peek one more time.

It wasn't entirely because of her beauty, as people said, but rather because of the subtle and skillful way she repeatedly dumped Princess Rose, as everyone whispered and laughed. This was far removed from the stereotypical, dull Yongye I had in mind.

As I pondered, I saw Moon Spirit mutter to himself. His gaze made me feel that he knew Eternal Night, and that their relationship was quite close.

Yongye had lived in Youli Valley for half a year before returning to the Duan Prince's Mansion after recovering from her dementia. Could it be that she met Yuepo in Youli Valley?

Remembering that she was his betrothed, although he had no feelings for her, he couldn't help but feel a little repulsed by the handsome Yue Po.

A gentle spring breeze caresses the face, and the air after the rain is fresh and pleasant.

At this time, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the peach blossoms are budding, and pink and white petals have fallen all over the ground.

Hidden in the flower grove of Guanyuyuan, I think the scenery here is quite nice.

I saw Li Yongye dressed in silk walking by the artificial hill and pond, admiring the fish. Apart from her sickly appearance, she was indeed very beautiful, and she showed no trace of girlish shyness. If you didn't know, you would never think she was a girl.

After watching for a while, I got bored and was about to leave when I saw her make a small gesture that almost made my jaw drop. Yongye actually spat into the fishpond! Then she looked around furtively, and seeing that no one was watching, she smirked smugly and chuckled as she watched the fish in the water scramble for her saliva.

I can't describe the shock I felt. In that instant, Li Yongye was like a radiant pearl, suddenly coming to life. He was no longer the dullard I used to see, lying sickly in a chair with his eyes closed, asleep.

She walked slowly towards the flower grove, and I quickly disappeared. My mind was filled with her playful and adorable image. At that moment, I had no idea that she had discovered the traces of my footsteps on the cherry blossom petals, nor did I know that she was the assassin Xinghun I had been searching for.

Xinghun Society is plotting to assassinate Guo Qiran, the Minister of War. Li Tianyou informed me immediately.

This time, I finally saw Xinghun. He was thin and short, with superb lightness skills, and was extremely cunning and ruthless.