The spring breeze blows on the face very leisurely, and the slightly drunken sunlight shines softly on the body, making people feel a little drowsy.
After returning to the mansion in the middle of the afternoon, Yan Ling sat in the same position by the window for a long time. Qing'er asked a few questions but didn't see her reply, so she waited aside with her head down, filled with anxiety.
"You are very different today than before."
"Your Highness, please tell me, is it good or bad?"
"As long as it's you, it's fine."
Li Ting's poem discussion was just because the prince came to her rescue. After thanking him, she was disturbed by his words.
If he were as timid and cowardly as in his previous life, wouldn't this opportunity for rebirth be wasted? Yan Ling sighed, glanced at the slanting sun, and closed the window.
Seeing this, Qing'er quickly poured a glass of water and brought it to her, secretly praying that she wouldn't discover her true identity. Naturally, Yan Ling didn't expose her, put down the porcelain cup and stood up.
"How many days has it been since Liyi returned to his hometown to visit relatives?"
There was a crisp sound, and the porcelain cup shattered to the ground with some tea. Yan Ling frowned and looked at Qing'er, who was at a loss. Suspicion suddenly arose.
Li, her favorite maid in the previous life, went back to her hometown to visit relatives and returned home covered in wounds. Later, when she got married, the Prime Minister's wife betrayed Li Yi on the grounds that Li Yi was not in good health and could not take good care of her. As a result, there was no one she could trust around her when she died.
"What are you hiding from me?!" Looking at Qing'er's panicked expression, she knew something must have happened to Liyi! Maybe the wound on Shi Liyi's body last time was not the fall injury she mentioned at all!
Qing'er fell to her knees on the ground with a pale face and begged for mercy: "My slave, I didn't hide anything."
"Ha," Yan Ling kicked away the debris at his feet, squatted down and looked directly into her eyes, "I'm just asking you how many days it has been since Liyi returned to his hometown, why are you nervous?!"
The sharp gaze seemed to be all-pervasive, Qing'er gasped and replied in a trembling voice: "I saw Liyi go to Qiongxinyuan"
Qiongxinyuan? !
Yan Ling's face turned stern, he stood up suddenly and rushed out of the yard. After a moment, he rushed to the door of Qiongxinyuan.
When the girls at the door saw her coming, their expressions changed, and they tried to stop her on the pretext of reporting, but she pushed her away without any explanation!
"Miss!"
Seeing her rushing straight into the main hall with a gloomy look on her face, a group of maids chased after her, screaming in surprise.
With a "bang" sound, Yan Ling looked at Li Yi, who was lying on the ground shivering and covered in whip marks, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.
"What are you doing?!"
Yan Shuang woke up from her daze, quickly hid the riding whip behind her back, and said with a fake smile: "This girl was wearing new clothes when she went out, but when she came back, she was wearing such shabby clothes. After all, she is my sister's personal maid, so she is not doing this for our Prime Minister's Mansion. Is it embarrassing?"
"Oh, you also know that she is my maid?" Yan Ling's usually narrow and smiling eyes widened, and his fair skin turned red with anger, "Who asked you to beat and scold like this!"
"I just taught her a lesson, why should my sister be angry?"
"Okay, how about I take your maid away and give her a good beating?!"
As she spoke, Yan Ling stretched out her hand to pull Qing He who was standing next to her. Qing He avoided her and cursed angrily: "Don't you look at your own status? You are not even as good as a maid."
"Shut up!"
Seeing that the secret was about to be revealed, Yan Shuang hurriedly interrupted his maid.
"My identity?" Yan Ling sneered, raising the corner of his mouth in a mocking arc, "No matter what my identity is, I am nobler than you!"
Seeing that Qinghe wanted to retaliate, Yan Shuang kicked her back knee, causing her to kneel on the ground with a thump. Then she explained to Yan Ling with a dry smile: "Sister, of course you are right. I will teach her a lesson soon!"
Supporting the pale Li Yi, Yan Ling went straight out of the door.
Yan Shuang shouted behind her: "Tomorrow, His Highness the Third Highness invites you to go to Tianxiang Pavilion for a gathering. Sister, be sure to remember it!"
With a cold snort, Yan Ling supported Li and left without looking back.
Those maids used to make fun of her because they were weak in the past. Otherwise, how could they dare to bully her like this!
After helping Liyi back to the side yard of Fanghuayuan, he cleaned the wound and applied medicine. Liyi looked at Yanling nervously, bit his lip and explained: "It's all my fault. I just wanted to change my clothes to those at home." Sister, I have other clothes to wear in the house, but I didn’t expect to embarrass the young lady and let Qinghe treat the young lady like that."
"What's the matter?" She wished that Qinghe would reveal the secret directly. "Let me ask you, if I didn't save you, how would you tell me about your injury when you came back? Did you say that you fell?"
Li Yi was stunned, looked up at Yan Ling and smiled stupidly.
Tears filled his eyes for some reason, and Yan Ling raised his head to hold back the tears.
"Miss, please don't go to the appointment," Li Yi suddenly frowned and said softly, "You don't have much information in the house, but I can't hear it outside. The third prince has a very bad temper and treats the people very badly."
The words that seemed familiar were spoken by Shiliyi last time. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. At that time, she was only thinking about how good Liang Yi was, but she felt that Li Yi was ignorant.
"I understand." Yan Ling covered her with the quilt and comforted her, "You heal your injury first, I have a sense of propriety."
Seeing Yan Ling stand up, Li Yi stopped talking.
"Miss, be careful Qing'er."
Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, raised his lips and smiled, nodded and returned to the main courtyard.
She would definitely not go to Liang Yi's invitation. The palace banquet did not have the three intersections with him in the previous life, so why is there still such a follow-up
His methods were nothing more than inviting her to have snacks, accompanying her to study rooms and poetry gatherings, taking her to the lake when the weather was nice, and finally subduing her and letting her do things for him. Do you think you can deceive her with such a trick
After waving Qing'er away, Yan Ling sat at the wooden table and thought deeply.
Eating too much angelica seems to have a fever effect? Li Yi's parents are medicine farmers. This time when Li Yi went home to visit relatives, she brought back a lot of high-quality traditional Chinese medicine. I wonder if there was any angelica in it.
Looking at the medical book in front of him, Yan Ling sighed.
Who wants to waste his body for no reason? But except for Li Yi, she has no one she can trust in the entire Prime Minister's Palace. How can she deal with the collusion between the third prince and Yan Shuang to invite her into the urn
For now, I have no choice but to get sick.
"My throat feels uncomfortable and tight recently. Go to the warehouse to get a medicine stove and make some licorice soup."
Qing'er left outside the door. Yan Ling walked to the bronze mirror and suddenly felt a little dazed, suddenly remembering what Liang Yi said to him in the previous life.
"You do one thing for me, and when it's done, it's time for me to marry you."
"What's up?"
"Be an undercover agent of the Prince's Mansion."
"How can I get in?"
"Marry him."
The face in the bronze mirror was blurry. Yan Ling wiped away his tears and took a deep breath. He turned to look at the smokey incense burner on the table and gritted his teeth.
(End of chapter)