“I am envious that you have someone as powerful as myself.”
When Ji Yue heard this, he immediately stood up. His eyes glow with millions of hopeful lights. “Really?”
Li Fuquan replied, “Absolutely true.”
Ji Yue still could not believe it and asked once more, “You are not deceiving us?”
Li Fuquan confirmed, “This servant would never dare to deceive the ruler.”
Ji Yue looked down at the glass lamp on the table before suddenly pulling a faint smile at the corner of his lips. He got up and entered his chamber.
He pulled out his favorite imperial black robe that he wore the most in the past and carefully inspected. Sure enough, he saw a different gold thread on a piece of dragon scale, which was different from the other thread with their faded color, but the needle work was fine and perfectly blended into the robe, as if it had been on the robe since its creation.
He gingerly held his robe into his arms, and the wet gleam slightly rippled in his intoxicating eyes.
A color that was even more tender and affectionate than the moonlight outside the window.
_
A new problem arose before the old one was solved. The death of Princess Chonghua caused panic, then the assassination incident happened soon after, turning the palace’s atmosphere rigid.
Ji Yue was well aware of everything regarding the so-called assassin, but he naturally could not admit that he had planned and executed this scheme all by himself.
So, the poor country of Chen took the blame again.
They were already carrying one pot, so carrying another pot made very little difference since both crimes were capital offenses.
If anyone was to blame for this, it would be Huyan Kemu’s lack of ability to make discerning judgments. It was his fault for provoking authority beyond his own. It would be a shame not to use him as a target after all the racket he had worked so hard to cause.
Thus, this was the news the other envoys received: They had identified the assassin; this was a ploy done by the people of Chen, who tried in vain to release the prisoners. When they failed in their operation, they resolved to assassinate.
As soon as this notice came out, the country of Chen was sure to die. Ji Yue politely asked the other envoys to return to their respective lands. Then he sent a declaration of war letter to the country of Chen and ordered Xie Chen to lead an attack soon.
Although some envoys found this whole matter fishy, the country of Qin had already issued the order to expel the foreign envoys, and they had no reason to stay any longer. They could only obey the order and set out on the journey home.
When Chang Shou heard the news, he vented, “They should be annihilated! The country of Chen went too far, injuring the young master like this.”
Wei Lian leaned lazily against the headboard, being forced to stay bedbound for several days. He was going to become moldy from boredom. At this moment, after hearing Chang Shou’s angry words, he only stretched out his index finger and thumb, making a gesture in the air. “Do you see this pot? It is so big and black.”
Chang Shou was stunned. “This servant does not see anything?”
Wei Lian glanced at him and was ashamed to have such a dumb attendant.
Chang Shou patted his head. “Oh, this servant got it. The young master is hungry for food, right? I will inform the imperial kitchen to prepare a big pot of food! I will ensure your meal will be very delicious!”
“…” Wei Lian waved. “You are dismissed. I do not need an attendant as stupid as you.”
With a head filled with nothing but food.
Chang Shou felt he was wronged.
What did he do?
“Are all the envoys gone?” Wei Lian asked.
Chang Shou replied, “The country of Yan was the first to go back, carrying Princess Chonghua’s coffin. The countries of Lu and Liang also left yesterday. The countries of Chu and Xia are still here, and they are scheduled to leave today.”
Of course, there was still the country of Chen, who could not return being locked in prison.
Wei Lian thought for a moment. “Help me off the bed.”
The colors on Chang Shou’s face were shocked away. “Young Master, you can’t! You have not recovered from your injuries yet. The imperial physician instructed you not to get out of bed and move around!”
“I have been in bed for three days.” Wei Lian sighed, “Am I not even allowed to go out and bask in the sun?”
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What else could Chang Shou say? In the end, he compromised, “Understood.”
_
This was not as simple as basking under the sun.
A lazy person like Wei Lian must have a purpose if traveling while wounded.
He arrived at the Fleeting Hall.
Two days ago, after Ji Yue had ‘found the murderer’, he politely asked the envoys to leave instead of saying to cause any more trouble. The countries of Yan and Liang returned home yesterday. It was said that the country of Chu hadn’t departed yet because of Wei Yan’s injury. He had to rest for another day, because he could not stand the fatigue of the boat and carriage in his current condition, which was why their departure was dragged to today.
Of course, Wei Lian did not come here to pay a visit to his younger brother, he came to find his brother-in-law.
Qian Hongfei was surprised by Wei Lian’s visit. He quickly welcomed and offered the visitor a place to sit.
“Why is the young master out and about?” Qiao Hongfei appeared anxiously at Wei Lian’s bandaged arm under his sleeve.
He actually had many questions. Such as how someone as masterful as the young master could be hurt by a mere assassin? But he had to restrain himself for fear that the wall had ears.
“Since the lord officer will be leaving today, I wrote a letter home. I would be troubling you to please deliver it to my older sister.” He handed the two letters to Qiao Hongfei and whispered, “There are many secrets in the letters. Do not show them to others.”
Qiao Hongfei paused and quietly accepted the letters. “It is this subject’s duty. The young master can be at ease.”
“Then I won’t disturb the lord officer any longer.” Wei Lian nodded and got up to leave.
Qiao Hongfei sent Wei Lian out the door.
He returned back inside and opened the two letters. One was a letter to Wei Xiang, and the other one was…
A letter to the country of Chu’s former general, whose family was wrongly killed in the past.
Qiao Hongfei’s eyes turned serious as he quickly scanned through the content of the letter, stored the two letters back in their envelopes and pretended that nothing had happened.
_
Wei Lian came out of the Fleeting Hall. Before he walked far, he met a young man halfway.
The man had fair skin, and a very gentle and handsome appearance; overall, a good-looking gentleman. Although he could not rival Wei Lian’s beauty, or be as charming as Ji Yue, but still pleasant to the eyes.
When the man saw Wei Lian, he nodded and saluted slightly, before walking away from this encounter.
Wei Lian just glanced and went on without giving much thought.
Chang Shou from the side said, “That’s Crown Prince Heng from the country of Xia.”
Wei Lian said with a straight face, “I’m aware.”
He knew far more than Chang Shou.
_
The Qin palace was neither too big nor too small. But when he ran into Ji Yue midway, Wei Lian felt that the palace was too small.
Ji Yue’s face turned gloomy upon seeing the youth. He came forward and chided through his clenched teeth, “Why aren’t you recuperating in your palace? Why are you out here running around?”
Wei Lian replied, “I’m so bored.”
Ji Yue wavered. “Speak normal.” This was not the Wei Lian he knew!
Wei Lian said bitterly, “This subject has been lying in the house for three days and is driving this subject to insanity. It would be even more abnormal if this subject doesn’t come out.”
The palace workers behind him covered their mouths and snickered.
Ji Yue maintained his cold face and went to hold Wei Lian.
Wei Lian hurriedly dodged. “Your arm has not healed yet. I don’t want to be dropped.”
Ji Yue paused. He knew that Wei Lian was worried about his injury.
But why do you have to say something so caring in a manner that is asking for a beating!
Ji Yue took Wei Lian’s hand with his other hand and said, “Then go back with us.”
Wei Lian listened and let himself be dragged away.
As soon as they arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ji Yue dismissed the palace workers with a wave of his hand. Wei Lian broke free of Ji Yue’s hold and wiped his fingers clean with a handkerchief.
Ji Yue frowned. “Are you disdaining our touch?”
Wei Lian glanced at him. “If I remember correctly, you have not changed out of this robe for three days.”
Ji Yue: “…”
“Although you are hurt, you still have to wipe your body and change your clothes. I know you like this robe very much, but you can’t keep this up either.” Wei Lian said contemptuously, “You disappointed me. I told you I like to be clean. I can’t live with you if you are like this…”
Ji Yue said word by word, “It—is—because—you—patched—this—clothes—yourself.”
Otherwise, why would he wear this robe for three days straight! Treating it like a precious treasure.
He is the King of Qin. No one was going to say anything if he switched thirty outfits in a day. Who was he doing this for!
To be disdained from beginning to end.
Ji Xiao Yue was wronged.
Wei Lian abruptly stopped talking.
He studied Ji Yue and finally remembered that he mended a tear in this imperial robe.
“Pff—” Wei Lian puffed up his cheeks before laughing.
Ji Yue’s face became gloomier. “What are you laughing about?”
Acting like he did not want to keep his reputation?
He knew this would damage it.
Wei Lian fell into the chair from laughing too hard. If his hand was not injured, he might be hammering the table with his fist by now.
Ji Yue’s expression was numb.
“Piteous Ji Xiao Yue.” Wei Lian tried his best to stop laughing with no avail. He leaned over on the table as his shoulders trembled with each laugh.
Ji Yue warned, “We are angry!”
We are very angry!
“Don’t. Don’t be angry.” Wei Lian coaxed him, put his chin on his shoulder and said with a smile, “Once I’m well, I will make you an outfit from scratch.”
How could there be such an adorable person in the world? To wear a robe for three consecutive days because he mended it.
Ji Yue huffed, “We want two.”
“Certainly.”
Ji Yue continued to push, “And a pair of shoes.”
“Consider it done.”
Ji Yue’s eyebrows and eyes raised. “As well as an embroidered pouch.”
“Of course.”
Ji Yue’s eyes brightened. “As well as—”
“Get lost if you add anymore.” He had no patience to do needlework every day.
Ji Yue mumbled, “…Oh.”
He looked back at Wei Lian and asked, “Why do you know needlework?”
He thought the biggest treasure in the palace was the lady official of red record.
But now, he had learned that the biggest treasure was right beside him.
Wei Lian could simply do anything.
Except cooking.
That badly burned roasted fish left a very deep impression.
“Ah, it was unintentional.”
It was indeed an accident for Wei Lian to pick up needlework.
It was a required feminine art for the girls to learn, he should not have come into contact with it at all.
But there was this one time when he was practicing acupuncture in his room, Wei Yan broke into his room and was pricked by a silver needle. Consort Yan asked him why there were silver needles in his room and wanted to confiscate them. Wei Lian replied that they were embroidery needles. He was going to make an outfit for father as a birthday gift.
Since it was a birthday gift for the King of Chu, of course Yan Fei did not say anything more.
In order not to expose his lie, Wei Lian had to learn in the palace embroidery workshop for a day and pick up the skill.
Ji Yue was convinced.
He felt that there was only what Wei Lian did not want to learn, and there was nothing Wei Lian could not learn.
Other than cooking.
Wei Lian looked at him. “I am envious of you at times.”
Ji Yue grinned. “What is there to be envious about?”
“I am envious that you have someone as powerful as myself.”
Ji Yue raised his hand and knocked on Wei Lian’s forehead, turned and left, leaving a cold and ruthless back.
Wei Lian chased after him. When he could not catch up, he stopped in place and whispered, “…It hurts.”
Ji Yue immediately turned back and nervously asked, “Where?”
Wei Lian stood up straight, knocked Ji Yue’s forehead rudely and showed a triumphant and provoking smile. “It hurts here.”
Ji Yue’s skull was buzzing.
But there was nothing he could do.
Wei Lian, keep pretending. You can just keep pretending.
We will remember this. When you are well, we will return this round back on the bed.
Wei Lian did not know the huge debt he had incurred. He would be very miserable once he paid off this debt in the future.
Now that he was finished playing around, he immediately returned to business. He sat in a chair, drank a cup of tea to smooth his dried throat and said, “I passed by Wen Heng earlier.”
The next question was even more shocking.
“How do you plan to deal with the real culprit?”
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