A few more days later, Nansang suddenly sent an envoy over to invite Dayan to attend the enthronement ceremony of the new king of Nansang.
Emperor Xuanle raised his brow when he heard the envoy from Nansang, and asked, "I haven't heard of the successor of Nansang King before. Why is the new king going to ascend the throne now?"
The envoy of Nansang said very politely: "If we return to Emperor Yan, my king does not have an heir. But this time, my king wanted to abdicate and rest well, so he directly passed the throne to the prince of our country."
Nansang's eldest prince Mo Xin can be regarded as the deceased of Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang. When Mo Xin went to Daijin as an envoy, he even wanted to marry Zhuge Linlang, but at that time Zhuge Linlang had already married Ling Chuyao, so he could only sigh with hope.
Emperor Xuanle said: "So that's the case. Why don't the envoys consolidate a little bit in Dayan, how about going back with our envoys in a few days?"
The messenger said: "I have been invited by Emperor Yan, but there are other things to do in the next place. It is not convenient to stay in your country. However, there will be an messenger left in the next, and then your country's messenger can return to Nansang with him.
Emperor Xuanle didn't have a hard time seeing the other party's refusal. He just said that he would go to the appointment as scheduled and sent him away.
Zhuge Linlang's eyes lit up when he heard the purpose of the envoy from Nansang coming to Dayan.
Ling Chuyao laughed, put the person in his arms, buried his face on Zhuge Linlang's neck, and asked, "So happy?"
Zhuge Linlang did not refuse Ling Chuyao's intimacy. Since she confessed her love to Ling Chuyao, she found that this person particularly liked to hold her. He always sits very close to her when they stay together.
Zhuge Linlang said: "I don't know how my eldest brother and second brother are doing there."
"I will ask the emperor to make an appointment to Nansang on behalf of Dayan."
"Really?" Zhuge Linlang was rarely overjoyed, her eyes filled with joy when she looked at the man holding her.
Ling Chuyao said: "Naturally it is true." After that, he changed his words, "But what is the princess planning to thank me for?"
Zhuge Linlang tilted her head and said, "Doesn't the careful care during this time count?"
Ling Chuyao increased Zhuge Linlang's hand strength, "My injury was originally for you, and I am still your husband, shouldn't you take care of it?"
Zhuge Linlang was refuted
He was speechless and could only helplessly ask: "What do you want? As long as I can do it, I will do it, but this thing cannot go against my principles..."
Unfinished words were stuck between the connecting lips and teeth, Ling Chuyao licked the red lips he had coveted for a long time, and waited for Zhuge Linlang to breathe a little before letting go of her: "Don't worry, the princess must be able to do it."
If Zhuge Linlang could still pretend not to know before, how could he pretend to be stupid after hearing Ling Chuyao's obvious hint? As a result, his somewhat snow-white complexion seemed to be dyed with rouge, which made people excited.
"Lin Lang, give me a baby!"
In the early morning of the second day, Emperor Xuanle talked about the purpose of the envoy from Nansang, Ling Chuyao took the initiative to ask Ying to go to Nansang, and Emperor Xuanle was pleased.
After the early dynasty ended, Ling Chuyao was summoned by Emperor Xuanle to the Imperial Study Room.
"You are just getting better, why do you want to go to Nansang?"
Ling Chuyao said: "It's just because the body just wants to go out to relax. Anyway, there is nothing to do in Beijing. It's good to go for a walk and have a long experience."
Emperor Xuan Le looked at the long-length Yuli son in front of him, and found that there was more and more of the person's shadow between his eyebrows, which made him unwilling to face it many times because it would make him feel guilty.
"In that case, go, take care of yourself, and talk to your mother and concubine."
Ling Chuyao said: "Father, my son wants to take the princess with him."
Emperor Xuan Le was a little displeased, "You are going to represent Dayan's face, what kind of demeanor can you bring a woman?"
Ling Chuyao ignored his displeasure and said, "It's just going to the ceremony. Sometimes it's convenient to have a woman."
Emperor Xuanle understood this immediately. If they plan to use troops against Nansang in the future, Ling Chuyao can take this opportunity to find out the terrain of Nansang. Zhuge Linlang followed along and could help Ling Chuyao at the right time.
Thinking of this, Emperor Xuan Le was a little bit complicated. He didn't expect that this son, who he had been deliberately not facing up to materially, would think of this level. He waved his hand and said, "Whatever you want, if you are okay, just kneel down!"
"Children retired."
After coming out of the Yushufang, Ling Chuyao went to Youluo Palace. A few days ago, Ling Wenyao was taken away by Master Puhui because the March period had come, and Youluo Palace returned to its former tranquility.
"Mother concubine."
Concubine Jing saw her son coming
, A smile appeared on his face, "Are you here? How are you? Are your injuries all healed? Why do you look thinner? Isn't your princess not taking care of you?"
Concubine Jing asked several questions in a row, and Ling Chuyao answered them one by one, waiting for Concubine Jing to be satisfied before talking about the purpose of coming today.
"What? Are you going to Nansang?" Jing Fei asked incredulously, "Nasang is so far away, your body is just right, can you withstand the long journey?"
Ling Chuyao said: "Don't worry, mother concubine, the child minister will take care of yourself."
Although she was reluctant to go to such a far place for Ling Chuyao, she knew that she could not stop it, just like Ling Chuyao was sent to Daikin back then.
Ling Chuyao comforted Concubine Jing and said, "I'm just going to observe the ceremony, and he will be back soon."
After comforting Concubine Jing, Ling Chuyao left Youluo Palace. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He didn't mention that he would take Zhuge Linlang to Nansang this time.
After a few days, Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang set out for Nansang with Donglin, Amethyst and the two hundred guards sent to them by Emperor Xuanle.
On the night they left Yanjing, the account books that Mo Cheng had been hiding carefully were lost, and were sent to Emperor Xuanle's imperial case by someone with a heart.
But this has nothing to do with Ling Chuyao, he took Zhuge Linlang and followed Nansang's envoy all the way south.
When Concubine Jing learned that Zhuge Linlang had gone to Nansang with Ling Chuyao, she lost her temper in Youluo Palace.
Because he was not in the capital, Ling Chuyao rarely took time off, playing chess with Zhuge Linlang in the carriage every day, or sleeping on Zhuge Linlang's thigh.
When I arrived at the inn where Dajian was staying that night, Ling Chuyao wrapped Zhuge Linlang in his arms and asked: "You are not in a good mood recently, because of your maidservant?"
Zhuge Linlang was not surprised at all. Ling Chuyao knew that the attitude of amethyst could be seen by anyone who had eyes down the road.
"Ok."
Ling Chuyao didn't like that Zhuge Linlang put his mind on an insignificant person. He tightened his hands on Zhuge Linlang's waist, bit her ear and said, "It's just a maid, I don't want to see her just find a place to send it away. Or if you just mean that you are married, why should you stay by your side and add trouble?"
Zhuge Linlang sighed, "Amethyst... is different from the others."
(End of this chapter)