Xun Yun slightly furrowed her brow, not bothering to respond to Zhu Yus words. Instead, she turned to me and curtsied, saying: "Zhu Yu is indeed as impulsive as a sudden gust of wind; please forgive him, Your Highness."

  I smiled faintly: "It doesnt matter, miss, dont mind it."

  As they spoke, Yu Ru hastily entered the door, and Xun Yun stepped forward to greet her. Her words were tinged with reproach: "Whats going on? Even if the prince returns, theres no need to rush like this. What kind of impression do you give by shouting loudly in front of the princess?"

  Yu Rang hastily saluted me, but her mind was elsewhere. Her voice carried a hint of panic: "Just now, General Qin sent someone to say that the Northern Hu are invading, and His Majesty has ordered Your Highness to go to the northern border to quell the rebellion. Youll be leading the army out tomorrow!"

  Xun Yuns face changed, and he suddenly stood up. No longer caring about etiquette, he hastily bowed to me with Zhu Yu and then retreated.

  I also had doubts in my heart, and after thinking for a moment, I said to Shu Ying: "You stay here, Ill go take a look at the Leaning Sky Residence."

  Although its just a guess, Ive always felt that this matter is not ordinary. Even if the military situation is urgent, there are people available in the court, and Nan Xiangyao is now pretending to be ill and living in seclusion in his mansion. No matter how you think about it, this mission to quell the rebellion shouldnt have fallen on him.

  Although I havent fully figured out what happened last night, I know how to let go of gains and losses, and I wont dwell on things at the wrong time.

  Although they had no emotional connection, they were destined to be interdependent, and when one fell, the other would suffer.

  I have married into the Third Princes household, and no matter what the future holds, I will never be able to sever ties with him. It is better to make the most of it and consider it a blessing rather than a curse. Even if it is indeed a curse, I must take precautions as early as possible to prevent troubles from arising.

  All the way to Qian Tian Ju, because of the reason that I had been going in and out every day during this period to change medicine for Nan Cheng Yao, the guards probably got his consent, and they always followed my temperament, only saluting respectfully, without reporting.

  So I went all the way to the main hall without any obstacles, but heard the gentle and lovely voice of Zhu Yu, although she was scolding, but with a hint of worry: "Whats this about the holy order is difficult to follow? Others may not know, but do I not know? What kind of person is the young master? Whatever you dont want to do, who can force you? If you really didnt want to go to Mo Bei, you must have been able to come up with a perfect excuse to persuade the emperor, and yet now you say the holy order is difficult to follow, Zhu Yu doesnt believe it."

  "Right after the rain, Your Highness just returned to the mansion, and youve been disturbing him, not letting him have a moments peace." Xun Yunqings voice also carried a hint of faint anxiety.

  Zhū Yǔ didnt try to reason with her, and instead turned to Nán Chéngyào and said: "Young Master has made up his mind to go, Zhū Yǔ cant stop him. I only ask that Young Master take Zhū Yǔ along, Zhū Yǔ can disguise herself as a man and blend in with the army as an unremarkable soldier, she definitely wont cause any trouble for Young Master. Along the way, Young Master will also have someone to care for him - your injury hasnt fully healed yet!"

  Nan Chengyao burst out laughing: "Although pretending to be a small soldier in the rain is quite exciting, but the northwest border is desolate and bitter, Im not willing to let you suffer this hardship."

  "As long as I can follow you, Master, theres nothing that can be considered suffering..."

  Her words were cut off by Nan Chengyaos faintly smiling voice: "Since you also know what kind of person I am, why not rest assured and stay in the mansion to wait for my victorious return? At that time, this king will certainly ask the emperor for a few more pieces of fine Suzhou embroidery for you, how about it?"

  Although he was smiling, his tone was light, but it already carried a few hints of unwillingness to say more.

  She poured out her grievances in the rain, but ultimately couldnt change his mind, and she fell silent, no longer saying anything.

  Nan Chengyao couldnt help but laugh when he saw her like this: "You dont understand medicine either, what can you do by following me?"

  Half is sulking and half is worrying, still not a word was spoken.

  I didnt want to continue listening like this anyway, and I took the opportunity to calm my emotions quietly. With a faint smile, I pushed open the door: "Your Highnesss injury is not serious, even if it were, someone should go with you to take care of you, shouldnt it be me?"

  Xun Yun and Zhu Yu saw me coming, hastily stepped forward to pay their respects, while Nan Chengyao lazily leaned on the imperial consorts chair, with a hint of a smile that showed no surprise: "Why has the Wangfei come?"

  I suppressed the sudden surge of discontent that rose in my heart and smiled warmly: "Your Highness is leaving for battle tomorrow, I should come over to take a look. The Emperor summoned you to the palace early this morning, was it about this matter?"

  He nodded slightly.

  I lowered my eyes to think for a moment, and still asked calmly what I was thinking in my heart: "Since the prince is ill and recuperating, there are not no one in the court, why did the emperor still appoint the prince to lead the expedition to quell the rebellion?"

  He curled up the corner of his lips, but his eyes were as cold as ever: "Because someone cant hold it in anymore."

  I was taken aback for a moment, then reacted: "Your Highness means the Crown Prince?"

  Nan Chengs eyes showed a hint of approval, but before he could speak, Qin An hastily entered from outside the door. He stopped talking and quietly waited for his report.

  Qin An glanced at me, then looked at Nan Chengyao, and after getting his slight nod of approval, he spoke up: "Your Highnesss guess is not wrong. Although I dont know how the Crown Prince managed to persuade the Emperor, judging from the message just sent back, it is indeed the Eastern Palace without a doubt."

  Nan Chengyao nodded absent-mindedly with a smile that was exceptionally distant and indifferent: "Originally, theres no need for him to bother persuading."

  I gazed at him quietly for a moment before speaking up: "Your Highness, since youre aware that this trip is unusual, why not come up with an excuse to decline?"

  He smiled and shook his head: "Shirk? I couldnt ask for more. Now what Im afraid of is not that hell make a move, but that he wont."

  I bowed my head and thought for a moment, and then I understood what he meant.

  Today, the emperors body is weak and declining day by day. If the crown prince is benevolent and filial, peaceful and content with his position, without any mistakes, it is very likely that he will be able to ascend to the throne smoothly after the emperors passing.

  If the East Palace is to change its master, it cannot be done without a serious crime. For the time being, lets not discuss the truth or falsehood of this matter, and simply rely on the fact that there must be a heavy crime involved. If the East Palace does not take any action, even if the three kings palaces are clever enough to seize the opportunity and capture the wind and shadows, it would still be like cooking without rice, absolutely impossible.

  And so he said, Im not afraid of the prince acting up, what Im afraid of is that he wont act.

  A subtle change in my mind, I slightly sensed a chill and asked with an exceptionally calm face: "So, Your Highness forced him to move. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, he snuck into the Eastern Palace, just to make the Crown Prince fearful and suspicious, disrupting his formation that was originally still. This time, getting injured was probably also part of Your Highnesss plan from the start, wasnt it?"

  He smiled carelessly: "At present, under the heavens, unless I permit it, no one can harm me."

  A faint moonlight-like glow in her eyebrows and eyes, with a hint of coldness, indifference, and subtle pride.

  I fell silent, my gaze slowly shifting to the wound on his waist that was healing. This type of injury wasnt actually severe, but it could be made to look extremely gruesome and life-threatening. The pain from this type of injury was the most unbearable, and if there was even a slight deviation, just one inch would be enough to be fatal instantly.

  I thought he was lucky enough to narrowly escape this disaster.

  But little did I know, all of this was done on purpose.

  He is so cruel to himself, what else would he spare others?

  I dont know whether to say hes too confident or too crazy, risking his own life to bet on the world.

  With such a profound scheme and such ruthless means, yet hidden beneath such an elegant and refined appearance, is there anything in this world that he cannot do?

  He saw me silent, he also did not speak, just faintly looking at me, the whole room was quiet.

  I took a few deep breaths, adjusted my emotions, and spoke again in a gentle tone, "Your Highness, this journey will be fraught with difficulties. I hope youll take care of yourself and avoid taking unnecessary risks."

  He smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a careless coldness as he gazed at the wound on his waist: "Dont worry, Princess. I never do things without being sure of myself. This life of mine, before I get what I want, no one has the ability to take it away - not even heaven itself."

  After a long pause, I finally collected my thoughts and forced myself to speak: "Your Highness is intelligent and wise, with careful consideration, this expedition will surely end in complete victory and return—"

  The words stopped here, and couldnt help but pause for a moment.

  I lowered my eyelashes, took a deep breath in silence, and then looked up again. Although I smiled calmly as if nothing had happened, that one word "Qinger" was something I couldnt bring myself to say no matter what.

  I only looked at Nan Chengyaos elegant and refined appearance, with an impeccable smile on my lips, and said lightly: "Your concubine will recite prayers every day, waiting for your highness to return triumphantly."

  He fell into a smile, his eyes gazing over faintly, but after just a moment, he smiled again, still with that serene and detached curve.