Las bellezas de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 104

I don't like this feeling, I really don't like it!

Qingyan shook her head fiercely, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, and sneered, "Your Highness is truly joking. So what are you planning to do today? The court officials, all beaming with joy, the countless guests from various countries, and the nationwide celebration—are they all just going to be canceled? And that Princess Dawei, are you just going to let her go back to where she came from? Your Highness's years of hard work, the strategic alliance between the two countries, the future of Tianxing Kingdom, the people... are you just going to ignore all of that?"

Chapter 228: None of Your Business

With each word she spoke, Yuwen Ke's face grew paler, until finally, he was completely pale and his hands and feet were ice-cold.

"There are no 'ifs.' Princess Dawei is your wife," Qingyan said coldly. "The time has come. You may leave." She didn't want someone else's husband.

"Qingyan..." Her voice was filled with despair.

Qingyan suddenly turned away, ignoring him completely. A silent atmosphere filled the car.

Jin San's voice suddenly rang out from outside, "Boss, there are many footsteps outside the palace. It's probably the court officials who have arrived. The morning court session is about to start. If you don't leave now, you'll have to stay for the morning court session today."

Qingyan was startled. She'd only remembered arguing with him and had completely forgotten the time. Thinking this, she hurriedly reached out to push him away, "Oh dear, you'd better hurry up and go, I have to go too." Besides, she had things to do today; she'd already made an appointment with the scholar.

"You're not participating?" Yuwen Ke asked in surprise.

It's one thing if she never attends court assemblies on ordinary days, but is it the same today? Just as I was about to say something, I suddenly wondered, what's the point of her coming? Is she just going to watch her and Mo Yu stand side-by-side smiling, while I stand far away, and then go and hold another woman's hand? Thinking this, I couldn't help but feel saddened. Yes, what's the point of her coming? It would have been better if she hadn't come at all.

"Oh dear, if you don't leave, I'm really going to get angry." Qingyan couldn't push him away and was so angry she was about to jump up and down. What if she couldn't leave in a while? She had already inquired about today's court assembly, which was both long and boring. It was all about standing and watching the officials come and go, and kneeling for one ceremony after another. Even Moyu couldn't escape it and had to stand for several hours. She felt her heart pound just hearing about it. She didn't even have time to run away, let alone dare to try it.

Qingyan pouted angrily and glared at Yuwen Ke.

"Where...where are you going?" Yuwen Ke hesitated for a moment, really not wanting to leave.

"To the Minister's residence," Qingyan said casually, but she meant to go secretly. She needed to hide before Moyu returned home. Hehe...

Yuwen Ke suddenly raised his head, looking at Qing Yan's smiling face with excitement in his eyes.

Mo Yu... Hehe... Mo Yu...

Yuwen Ke gave a silent, bitter laugh. The image of her standing before Zhongfang Garden that day, disheveled and blushing, was vividly before his eyes, as if etched into his heart, never forgotten for a moment. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, and for a moment he found it difficult to breathe. He couldn't help but reach out and cover his chest, bending over and groaning in pain.

Qingyan was startled and quickly reached out to help her. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Yuwen Ke suddenly pushed her hand away, his face cold. "What do you care what I do? It's none of your business if I die in pain..." Before he could finish his sentence, he bent over again.

Seeing his pale face and cold sweat covering his face, Qingyan became anxious, hugged him, and cried out, "Jin San, Jin San!" After thinking for a moment, she said worriedly, "Uh, there are already many high-ranking officials in the palace. It's not good for you to go in like this. How about I take you in through the secret passage?"

Jin San rushed back from outside upon hearing the commotion. He lifted the carriage curtain and was startled by the scene inside. He quickly jumped in and placed his palm on Yuwen Ke's back, intending to channel his inner energy into him to help. However, Yuwen Ke shoved him aside without any politeness and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Chapter 229: I Won't Give Up on You

Jin San was taken aback. He looked at Yuwen Ke, then at his own leader, and stopped.

"Didn't you hear me? Get out!" Yuwen Ke said to Jin San with a fierce expression, but his eyes were fixed on Qing Yan without blinking.

Kim Jong-un has left.

"Uh, what are you going to do?" Qingyan looked at Yuwen Ke like this and felt a little scared. She swallowed and quietly took a step back.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The voice of the Imperial Guards suddenly rang out from outside the carriage. The loss of the Crown Prince had alarmed the entire palace, and they searched everywhere. Suddenly, they discovered a carriage by the side wall of the inner city of the palace and immediately came over to question them.

A guard, holding a long spear, stepped forward and was about to lift the carriage curtain to inspect the carriage.

"How dare you! The Crown Prince is inside!" Jin San grabbed the guard's wrist with a stern face and threw him aside with a "whoosh." He dared not offend his master, but he had no reason to be polite to these subordinates.

The guards were immediately taken aback. They looked at the indifferent Jin San, then at the carriage, exchanged glances, and one of the guards called out, "Your subordinate Yang Huai greets the Crown Prince!"

There was no sound; the two people inside the car were locked in a stalemate.

Yang Huai raised an eyebrow and looked at Jin San. He was about to order his men to arrest the man, but seeing Jin San's calm and indifferent demeanor, he hesitated for a moment and then called out again, "Your Highness, I am Yang Huai, and I have come to welcome Your Highness back to the palace."

There was still no movement.

Yang Huai planted his spear on the ground, pointed it at Jin San, and shouted sharply, "Men, seize this man!"

A chorus of responses rang out, and all the guards surrounded the carriage. Just as they closed in, a cold snort, icy and piercing, came from inside. Yang Huai trembled, his weapon fell to the ground, and he prostrated himself, saying, "Your subordinate greets the Crown Prince!"

The ground was filled with the sounds of clashing weapons and kneeling, and soon a mass of people lay prostrate on the ground, shouting, "Your subordinates greet Your Highness! We respectfully welcome Your Highness back to the palace!"

Qingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ignored Yuwen Ke, lifted the carriage curtain, and stepped out of the carriage first.

"The Left Prime Minister?" Yang Huai raised his head, his eyes full of inquiry.

Qingyan glanced back at the carriage, sighed inwardly, and smiled, "The Crown Prince went out on business and just returned. Lord Yang arrived quickly."

Yang Huai looked relieved and cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "You've worked hard, sir."

"It's no trouble at all." Qingyan's eyes crinkled with delight; she had a very good impression of Yang Huai, thanks to him for getting her out of that predicament earlier. "It's Lord Yang who has had a hard time."

"Crown Prince!" Qingyan was trying her best to express her goodwill, but Yang Huai's gaze turned to what was behind her, and he said solemnly.

Qingyan shut her mouth in annoyance, stood aside, and prepared to slip away as soon as Yuwen Ke left.

Footsteps sounded as Yuwen Ke walked towards the palace gate. When he passed by her, he suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered something in her ear. After taking one last deep look at her, he left without looking back.

Qingyan stood there, mouth agape, stunned, momentarily speechless.

"Qingyan, I will never give up on you, never, you wait..."

Chapter 230: Kidnapped

Back at Zhongfang Garden, Qingyan was still a bit listless. For some reason, she suddenly lost interest in teasing Moyu. She lazily called a member of her gang and told him to inform the scholar that they wouldn't be going today and that the plan would be temporarily abandoned.

With the grand wedding of Crown Prince Tianxing, the number of people coming to Huaicheng has been enormous, and the streets are almost overflowing with people. Zhongfang Garden is also overflowing with guests; despite the many new girls joining, they still can't keep up with the demand. Ziru and Lüju are managing the garden's affairs, so busy that no one pays any attention to them.

Qingyan lay alone upstairs, her mind a jumble of thoughts, sometimes about Moyu, sometimes about Yuwen Ke. Suddenly, she remembered what had happened this morning—her demon master hadn't come out. She wondered if something had happened to him. Speaking of which, that damned demon used to slither right back at the mere smell of demon soup, no matter how far away he was. Even now, possessing someone else and with his demonic power weakened, he shouldn't be so oblivious to the demonic scent right under his nose, should he?