A gust of wind blew in from somewhere, and Wei Xun unconsciously wrapped his clothes tighter.
"Your Highness, if you hold on a little longer, the golden nanmu will be delivered tomorrow." Wei Yi comforted Wei Xun softly.
There was only a stove in the room, but without the charcoal fire, the stove was just an empty shell. There was charcoal here, and Wei Yi tried it. It was very pungent when it burned. After a while, the whole room was filled with a thick smell of smoke, which was very unpleasant.
Therefore, Wei Xun could only endure it at night and wait for the golden nanmu to arrive so that he could use the stove to keep warm.
"I remember you asked someone to buy it in a nearby town five or six days ago. Why hasn't it arrived yet?" Wei Xun mentioned it to Wei Yi as if unintentionally.
"It must be because of the bumpy road that delayed us a bit." Wei Yi thought for a moment.
"It's not like I haven't had hard times. When the Japanese pirates invaded, I left Beijing for half a year, but I was never as miserable as I am now." Wei Xun raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yi. "Don't you think there's something strange about this?"
Wei Yi was stunned and stood there.
"You mean, someone is deliberately making your life miserable?"
After a while, Wei Yi reacted and asked Wei Xun for confirmation.
"It should be." Wei Xun nodded.
Although Wei Xun was only a prince, the emperor had many children, so no matter how he ranked, the position of crown prince would not be given to Wei Xun. However, he was very talented and had great influence in the court. In addition, the emperor valued him, and there were countless people in the court who disliked Wei Xun.
In addition, Wei Xun had fought in many battles over the years, not only had he accumulated a lot of connections across the country, but he also held important military power. It was normal for some people to be jealous of him because he was more powerful than his master.
Seeing Wei Xun in such a state of decline, many people in the court were probably secretly happy that they had finally brought Wei Xun down, and there would be one less threat in the future. However, it was really strange that someone would step on Wei Xun at this time.
"Could it be the crown prince, or the eldest prince?" The only people Wei Yi could think of were the two brothers Song Zhiqing and Song Zhicheng.
Song Zhiqing is the crown prince, the emperor's first choice for the heir. Song Zhicheng is ambitious and has always coveted Song Zhiqing's position as the crown prince. However, Song Zhicheng has not paid much attention to Song Zhiqing in recent years.
Perhaps he thought Song Zhiqing was mediocre and he could easily deal with him. Song Zhicheng put almost all his thoughts on Wei Xun.
Since childhood, Song Zhicheng always competed with Wei Xun for victory or defeat in everything he did. After growing up, he became more restrained, but Wei Xun should know the answer.
According to Song Zhicheng's personality, it was rare for him to see Wei Xun in such a state of desolation, so there was no reason for him not to step on him.
"Both are possible." Wei Xun responded casually.
He is now in the northern border, far away from the emperor, and he is willing to do more than he can. Even if he knows who is secretly trying to trip him up, it is difficult for Wei Xun to solve the problem.
What Wei Xun cares about most is Ling Qingwan.
Everyone in the capital knows that Ling Qingwan has a close relationship with him. If someone hates him to the core and wants to target him, they will most likely start with Ling Qingwan.
It's fine for him, but his Wanwan can't be in any danger.
"Wei Yi." Thinking of this, Wei Xun called Wei Yi.
"I am here."
Wei Xun suddenly became very excited, and scared Wei Yi so much that his heart was in his throat.
"Find a way to notify the capital and ask them to protect Wanwan well and make sure she is safe." Wei Xun ordered.
"I understand." Wei Yi agreed immediately.
After following Wei Xun for so many years, Wei Yi had never seen Wei Xun care so much about any woman. Ling Qingwan was the first and only one.
Wei Yi did not dare to delay following Wei Xun's order, and soon he contacted the capital.
At this time, everything in the general's mansion was calm and peaceful, just like usual.
Hu Zi finally left Tokyo City. Ling Qingwan specially asked someone to look after him and escort Hu Zi back.
After this incident, Shen Chengzhou became more strict with Ling Xiao's training. All day, Ling Xiao was either resting in his room or in the martial arts field. And Liu Er hadn't left the house for several days.
"Don't worry, just make sure she is safe." This was the only thought Ling Qingwan had.
After Hu Zi left, no matter how sad Liu Er was, it was her own business, and Ling Qingwan had no obligation to make her happy. Since it was Ling Qingwan's idea for Liu Er to come to the capital, Ling Qingwan Liu should do what she should do and ensure Liu Er's safety.
If Liu'er didn't have any emotion at all about Hu Zi's leaving, Ling Qingwan would think that Liu'er shouldn't.
"I understand." Hong Shang agreed.
During these two days, Hongshang was secretly looking after Liu'er.
Fortunately, although Liu'er looked sad, she ate and drank as usual, and her body was not damaged. After Huzi left, Qiao'er was also sad.
But Qiao Er couldn't say that she was sad because of Hu Zi's departure, and she continued to serve Ling Qing Wan every day. However, Ling Qing Wan was very careful and understood all of this.
She thought she could have a few days of leisure, but the guards that Ling Qingwan had sent to observe Ling Chuchu came back and reported some things to her.
"You mean, Ling Chuchu has been staying with the eldest prince these days?" Ling Qingwan's eyes were slightly dim, as if she was in deep thought.
"Yes, we meet almost every day." The guard answered truthfully.
Meet every day? Ling Qingwan snorted inwardly. How could she not know that Ling Qingwan and Song Zhicheng had such a deep friendship
In the previous life, Ling Chuchu and Song Zhiqing were in love, and it was clear that she was the Crown Princess that Song Zhiqing married, but as soon as Ling Chuchu made a move, her position was snatched away. Ling Qingwan thought that Ling Chuchu loved Song Zhiqing very much, but how come Ling Chuchu changed her personality in this life and actually agreed to join the eldest prince.
Ling Qingwan felt happy when she thought about how Song Zhiqing had been rejected twice and the prince had lost face.
"However, in the past half month, Ling Chuchu has been very close to another man." The guard told Ling Qingwan.
"Who?" Ling Qingwan asked curiously.
First, she was infected with the art of poison, then she broke off her engagement with the crown prince and became closer to Song Zhicheng. Ling Qingwan was sure that Ling Chuchu had someone behind her.
However, Ling Qingwan couldn't figure out whether the target of her backing was her or Wei Xun. Therefore, Ling Qingwan couldn't guess who had instructed Ling Chuchu to do all the things she did recently.
"I don't know. I can't find out the man's identity." The guard lowered his head, waiting for Ling Qingwan's punishment.
Ling Qingwan frowned.
Even her people who were specifically investigating couldn't find out anything, so there was only one possibility: the mysterious man was deliberately concealing his identity in order to avoid being found out.
"Then do you know what he looks like?" Ling Qingwan asked.
She could only look for clues in the details to guess the identity of the mysterious man who looked similar to Ling Chuchu.
"Know."
After the man agreed, he immediately began to paint. After about an incense stick of time, he handed the finished portrait to Ling Qingwan.
When Ling Qingwan saw the person in the painting, she was really shocked.