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  Chapter 13: The Mysterious Mechanism Suddenly Stuns the Heart

  When Frost Descent arrives, the weather in Beijing cools down day by day. "Hutian August snowflakes fly", I dont know if Mo Bei is already a silver dress at this moment.

  It has been over ten days since Nan Chongyue set out on his expedition. Judging by the distance traveled, they should have reached the borders of Youzhou by now.

  On the day he went to war, the sky was clear and blue. Due to the emperors lingering illness, outside the gate of the imperial city, it was the Crown Prince of the East Palace who personally came to see him off with a farewell drink, beating three drums.

  "Third brother, Ill have a cup of wine to see you off. When you return triumphantly after pacifying the rebellion, we brothers will drink together for three days and nights! " Nan Xiangyao smiled faintly as he accepted the cup, but didnt drink from it. Instead, he flipped onto his horse with ease, raised the golden cup in one hand, and galloped past the neatly arranged troops while shouting: "Ill only return wrapped in a horses hide if I dont die for my country on the battlefield! Today, all of you here are brave warriors of the Southern Dynasty. I, Xiangyao, will drink this wine with you, but I swear not to return until we defeat the Northern Barbarians!"

  The Ministry of War originally belonged to him, and at this moment, among the three armies, more than half were those who had followed him through thick and thin on the bloody battlefield. At this moment, when they heard his words, they were all stirred up, as if they would sacrifice their lives for the countrys difficulties, and view death as a return home. "I swear not to return! I swear not to return! I swear not to return......" For a time, the three armies shouted in unison, their voices filled with loyalty and determination to follow him to the death, shaking the heavens.

  "From the imperial court, you traveled ten thousand miles to the Dragon Court. The single prince at Wei Bridge has already surrendered, where will you seek merit and fame?"

  I stand on the city wall, through the veil, looking at the figure with a white armor and a proud demeanor on horseback, this is an unprecedented side of him, born noble, with heroic spirit, yet also, stunningly beautiful. Is this deliberately revealed sharpness also for the purpose of further provoking the East Palace to take drastic action?

  Thinking so, his gaze involuntarily shifted to Nan Cheng Meng standing tall and upright in front of the city gate. He was still smiling warmly, with no ripples in his eyebrows.

  "His Highness has gone, and its been several months since we last parted. If my sister is feeling bored in the palace, she often comes to the Crown Princes residence to visit me." I watched as Nan Chengyaos figure disappeared from view, when suddenly I heard Rouer speak up beside me, so I smiled and nodded, but before I could say anything else, Nan Chengmo appeared on the city wall, walking towards us.

  After that, for more than ten days, except for visiting my parents at the Prime Ministers mansion once, I lived alone in the Third Princes mansion, reading and painting during my free time, feeling quite content. Although Nan Chengyao gave me a great deal of freedom, as soon as I entered the imperial family, there would be countless pairs of eyes waiting to pick faults, and I didnt want to find unnecessary trouble for myself.

  As for the Crown Princes residence, since marrying Nan Chengyao, Ive only been there once, and that was during Xiers grand wedding. Now, at this critical moment with winds rising and clouds gathering, even though Im worried about Xier, I still dont want to set foot in there easily, and will avoid it if possible.

  "Miss, miss..."

  While lost in thought, Su Yings voice hurriedly came from afar, with an unmistakable hint of panic.

  I put down the book in my hand and reluctantly got up to meet him, "Whats wrong with you? Ive told you countless times not to run so hastily, or else..."

  When I saw the tears hanging on her cheeks, my reproachful words could not be spoken, only heartache was left. I quickly pulled her to sit down, helped her wipe away her tears and asked: "Whats wrong with you?"

  She was wiping away tears with one hand, and staring at me with a frightened look in her eyes: "Just now, Yan Xiang had someone pass on a message to me that shes ill. Miss, you know Yan Xiang, from young till old, she has suffered great grievances, but she always swallowed them herself, never willing to let me worry about it. But now, she told me shes ill... Im really afraid..."

  "Dont worry, dont rush, Ill send someone to the East Palace to ask first, okay?" I helped her wipe away tears while softly comforting her.

  Shu Ying looked at me, nodded with tears in her eyes. I was about to call someone when she suddenly grasped my hand tightly and burst into uncontrollable sobs. "Miss, Im scared! Take me to the Crown Princes mansion to see An Xiang, okay? Im really scared..."

  I helped her wipe away tears, Pusai had lost both parents since childhood, leaving only the younger sister Anxiang to rely on each other for survival. Now if something happened to her, how could she not be anxious?

  However, the Crown Princes residence...

  "Miss......" Yu Ying was still crying on one side and looking at me pitifully on the other.

  I closed my eyes for a moment, casting aside the many doubts and apprehensions in my heart. Perhaps I really am on edge. Taking a step back, even if it were true, now that Im going to the East Palace to see Xuaner, from an emotional, rational, legal, and systemic perspective, I wont give anyone any reason to gossip about me. And with my status, I reckon Nan Chengyuan cant do anything to me either.

  Seeing her tears welling up, my heart ached and I softly consoled her: "Dont cry anymore, Ill take you to see An Xiang right away." (Still remembering the shocking scene in the Rear Palace)

  Still remember the shocking swans reflection (harem)