Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 97

Enjoying the fragrance of the flowers, I heard Zinuo calling from outside: "Sister, stop for a second, I'm coming in."

"Come in, I'm resting." I opened my eyes. What does Zinuo want with me at this hour?

Zi Nuo came in and pulled me up, saying, "Let's go outside and see. Someone sent you something from the capital."

The capital? "Who is it?" In the capital now, the only people I can call acquaintances are Shen Tingxuan and Aunt Yun.

"You'll find out when you get there." You brat, you're keeping me in suspense.

In the hall, Shen Zexuan and Shen Haoyu were both there, along with Cui Lang and an unfamiliar man in official robes. Upon seeing me enter, Shen Haoyu pointed at me and said, "Lord Li, this is Huai'en from the Prince's residence."

Lord Li beckoned, and a servant behind him came over with a package and handed it to me. I took it with a puzzled look on my face. Lord Li said, "The private matter entrusted to me by the Second Prince has been settled. I will take my leave now." With that, he stood up, and Shen Zexuan and the others also stood up and saw him to the door.

When Shen Haoyu returned, I was still standing in the hall, thinking that it was Shen Tingxuan who sent it. Such a big package, I wondered what it was. If it was a birthday present, it was still a few months away.

"Your Highness is truly going to great lengths. You've traveled all this way to have Lord Li deliver some treasure, and you even instructed that he must personally hand it over to you, as if you're afraid I might intercept it along the way." Shen Haoyu glanced at the package, his tone full of sarcasm.

"I wonder what this Lord Li does?" I asked. How could Shen Tingxuan have approached him? He was just asking for a favor, yet that person made such a big fuss about it and everyone knew about it.

Shen Haoyu snorted coldly: "They're just people sent by the imperial court to escort grain and provisions."

"It really is on the way," I sighed inwardly.

Back in my room, I opened the package. Inside lay two small tin boxes, two small porcelain bottles, and several sealed oil paper packets. Remembering what I had told Shen Tingxuan, I eagerly opened the tin boxes. A faint jasmine fragrance wafted out, confirming it was indeed jasmine tea. It was packaged in the tin boxes I had suggested. Lacking modern technology, the tin boxes were a bit rough, but the inside was lined with shimmering silver foil, and the outside was covered with beautifully painted wrapping paper. The tin boxes themselves were no longer visible, but they looked very appealing. Shen Tingxuan had really put in a lot of effort.

I opened the oil paper package, which contained several kinds of dried snacks from the capital. I hadn't had them in a long time, so I couldn't help but pick up a dried plum and put it in my mouth. The sweet and sour taste immediately filled my mouth. The small porcelain bottle contained ointment, and the little note on the bottle said it was for scar removal. It seems that Shen Tingxuan also knew that I was injured. However, the Prince Qing's mansion also has good medicine. The scars have already healed almost completely. I'll keep Shen Tingxuan's kindness for now.

I took a box of tea to Zinuo to show him our own flower tea, but he just glanced at it indifferently and didn't seem particularly interested. Hmph, you're just pretending. Last time we came back from the inn, someone said that the flower tea from the Golden Sparrow Kingdom smelled so comforting.

Good things are meant to be shared. I left some tea leaves for Zinuo, then took the box to find Ganlin, but he wasn't there. Oh well, he disappeared again without a word after our last reunion, then returned without warning. Let such a master be.

When I got to Song Zhixuan's room, he wasn't there. I poured some tea leaves, wrapped them in paper, and placed them on Song Zhixuan's table. Lin Zhao, well, he prefers wine to tea, so I didn't want him to waste it.

After thinking for a moment about who else to give it to, I headed towards Shen Haoyu's room. Song Zhixuan and the others were just outside. I greeted them, waved the box in my hand, and pointed towards their room. Song Zhixuan smiled slightly, while Lin Zhao glared at me, completely baffled!

Shen Haoyu was writing something on the table. When he saw me, he snorted coldly again, but I pretended not to hear. I walked to the table, smiled, opened the box, and held it in front of Shen Haoyu: "Young Prince, smell it. Maybe you'll like it."

Shen Haoyu sniffed lightly: "What is this?"

"Of course it's good stuff. Shall I make you a cup of tea?" I said ingratiatingly. If Shen Haoyu liked the tea, I could encourage him to buy more and support Shen Tingxuan's business. But if I did that, should I send some to more people to try and stimulate their desire to buy?

Shen Haoyu nodded and continued writing something. I turned around and made him a cup of tea, placing it in front of him. Shen Haoyu took it, smelled it, and frowned, saying, "What kind of tea is this? It's a bit like the tea I had in the Golden Sparrow Kingdom."

Then I remembered that Shen Haoyu had been an envoy to the Golden Sparrow Kingdom and should have tasted their specialty flower tea. I quickly said, "It is somewhat similar, but this was made by His Highness the Second after he drank their tea. So, this is our Youjing Dynasty's own flower tea, and it even has its own name." I placed the tin box in front of Shen Haoyu and pointed to the name on it: Si Jiaren. The name is quite nice and matches the tea, but it still feels a bit strange. Why didn't Shen Tingxuan choose a more elegant name?

Shen Haoyu took a sip of tea, and gave a mocking smile at the name of the tea: "Tacky."

Knowing his temperament, I didn't mind. Besides, didn't I also think such a good product deserved a more elegant name? "Then, Your Highness, would you like this tea?" I asked.

"Put it here." Shen Haoyu took a sip of tea, not looking at me or the tea box, but staring at the tea leaves in the cup. There were only tea leaves in the cup, but not a single flower petal. In modern times, it would be considered a high-grade flower tea.

I placed the tea box on the shelf, and before leaving, I didn't forget to say, "Young Prince, if you have any guests, why not invite them to drink this tea as well? Let everyone try it. This jasmine tea is calming and soothing; it will make you feel comfortable while you're discussing matters." Actually, I was reluctant to give any more tea to others, so I had Shen Haoyu use this tea to entertain the guests, as a way to promote Shen Tingxuan and let more people know about it so they would buy it.

Shen Haoyu put down his teacup, glanced at me, pursed his lips, and said nothing more. Feeling guilty, I bent down and left the room.

Do not lean against the west railing to lock in the clear autumn. Chapter 82

Chapter word count: 3752 Update time: 09-08-25 08:31

It's getting hotter and hotter. The mornings and evenings are still relatively cool, but the daytime is unbearable. I can't even imagine how people will survive in July. Back in Beijing, it wasn't this hot in May or June. Thankfully, the nights are cool, and it's comfortable to sleep. Sometimes I really wish it would never get light and the sun would never rise.

The war remained at a stalemate, and the pressure from the court was mounting, leaving everyone in the city feeling restless and anxious. Shen Haoyu, who had taken on the tasks of spying on military intelligence and surveying the terrain, was now using the city's heat as an excuse to escape to the mountains outside the city to avoid the heat, no longer worried about encountering danger. Strangely enough, however, since leaving the capital, he hadn't encountered a single assassination attempt.

According to Song Zhixuan's analysis, Shen Haoyu was merely a hostage in the Northwest army, preventing Prince Qing in the capital from making any rash moves and thus avoiding a situation of internal and external troubles for the emperor. As long as the war in the Northwest was not over, Shen Haoyu was safe in the army, and the emperor would pay extra attention to Shen Haoyu's safety. If something happened to Shen Haoyu here, Prince Qing would be unable to maintain order.

I see.

However, Song Zhixuan added that if Xuan Ying Kingdom also considered this point, it might try to deal with Shen Haoyu in order to incite conflict between the emperor and Prince Qing, thus providing them with an opportunity to invade.

So, Shen Haoyu's situation is still quite dangerous. This guy is really a hot topic; he's watched everywhere he goes.

Even so, Shen Haoyu kept running out of the city, keeping us on edge the whole time. But then again, putting aside the potential dangers, there was plenty of wild fun in the mountains: hunting small animals, having barbecues, drinking a little wine, enjoying the cool breeze and the babbling brooks. Undeniably, Shen Haoyu knew how to enjoy life. So, let's... be tense but also enjoy ourselves to the fullest.

To test my archery skills, I aimed at a bird flying overhead. It was too far away to see the species clearly, but it was quite small; if I were to hunt it, there probably wouldn't be much meat. With a "whoosh," the arrow shot into the air. Just when I thought I'd missed, I saw the little bird plummet to the ground. I shouted excitedly, "Zinuo, look! Look! I hit it!"

Zinuo looked up, somewhat incredulous. I pulled Zinuo along and headed towards the direction where the bird had fallen. The woods weren't very dense, and we quickly found the bird. Upon picking it up, we realized it wasn't my arrow. The arrowhead was engraved with an eagle's head—this was… an arrow from the Xuan Ying royal family.

I was shocked. I exchanged a glance with Zinuo, quickly threw the dead bird back to the ground, and ran towards where Shen Haoyu and the others were resting. But where had my arrow gone? Would they find it?

The situation was sudden, and Zinuo and I had to inform Shen Haoyu and the others to leave as soon as possible. We didn't know how many men the other side had, and we hoped we wouldn't run into them. After all, we were out having fun, and Shen Haoyu only brought a group of guards from the Prince's mansion; none of the men Du Zhai had given Shen Haoyu were allowed to come along.

They quickly returned to the woods where they had rested. It wasn't far, but they were somewhat out of breath from running so fast. Zi Nuo briefly explained what had happened. Shen Haoyu frowned slightly but didn't order them to return immediately.

“Perhaps they are just a small group gathering intelligence,” Shen Haoyu said. “Let’s conceal our movements and see what their true purpose is before we make any decisions.”

Everyone skillfully concealed the traces of their recent eating and drinking before splitting up to find places to hide. Zinuo and I hid in a large tree with lush foliage, nervously watching our surroundings. After a while, we heard voices: "After crossing this mountain, there's a small path ahead that can bypass Qingzhou City."

“Thanks to you, otherwise very few people would have been able to find those hidden paths,” another voice said.

"The road is there, but it's unclear whether anyone in Youjing knows about it or if anyone is lying in ambush there. So, if Your Highness Min wants to launch a surprise attack on Qingzhou via that small road, please think it over carefully."

A loud laugh rang out: "You're too kind. However, how to capture Qingzhou is still undecided. Youjing has plenty of troops and supplies, so I'm afraid they won't be able to take Qingzhou back anytime soon. I'm just here today to check on the situation and take a hunting trip."

The group was not far from the big tree where Zinuo and I were hiding. There were at least a hundred people walking through the forest. Several of them were covered with prey, probably hunted by the Min King. However, you couldn't tell who the Min King was just by looking at their clothes. They were all dressed in the same black outfit.

A person bent down to pick something up, and when I looked closely, I realized it was the arrow I had shot that had fallen here.

"Just now, an arrow was shot at the same bird as His Highness's arrow. This arrow was not far from His Highness's arrow, so it must be this one," said the voice that had been heard earlier. Only then did one see that the owner of the voice was a refined man in his thirties. Even though he was wearing black tight-fitting clothes, he did not have the slightest biting aura.