All of the officials were invited to the banquet at Hanhua Palace, which was very close to the residences of the two princes. The sound of music could be faintly heard. Gu Yan sat in the chair and let out a sigh of relief. A Nuo handed her a handkerchief and said, "Princess, wipe your sweat."
Gu Yan took it and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "It will be time to perform the ceremony in a while. There are still many things to do later. You should go eat something while you still have time."
A Nuo shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Does Princess not want to eat something?"
Hearing her question, Gu Ling felt a little hungry. There was still some time before she had to pay her respects, so she nodded and said, "I'm hungry. Go get something for me."
A Nuo bowed and accepted the order, then left the hall. The palace servants in the outer hall were all busy with their own tasks. Gu Yan was idle. A palace servant came out from the inner room and called her, "Madame, the princess is looking for you."
Gu Yan didn't know what was going on. She hurried into the inner room and asked Chen Qiong, "What's wrong?"
Chen Qiong was wearing a veil so her expression couldn't be seen. When she heard Gu Yan's voice, she seemed relieved and said, "Sister, I'm a bit nervous."
Gu Yan smiled and held her hand, "What's there to be nervous about? You just need to remember what mama taught you. Step by step, you won't make a mistake."
Chen Qiong nodded lightly. She wanted to say something, but the palace servant outside reported, "The Duan Of Silla has sent someone."
Gu Yan said, "Let him in."
Not long after, a palace servant came in with a box of food. When he came close, he bowed and said, "Princess Consort, Madame, the prince ordered me to send red dates and white fungus soup. The prince said that he was afraid that the princess consort would be hungry, so he took the opportunity to eat something."
Chen Qiong heard this and sighed in surprise, "How did he know that I was hungry?"
Gu Yan said helplessly, "Your Highness is indeed the most capable. I've been persuading you for a long time, but you still don't want to eat it."
Chen Qiong's bashful voice came from under the veil. "Sister, what are you talking about? I wasn't hungry at that time. Now that more than half a day has passed, I'm already hungry."
Gu Yan smiled and stopped teasing her. He reached out to take the food box and put it on the table. The food box was slippery and wet in his hand. Removing the lid on the top layer, he saw a bowl of soup in a white jade bowl.
Chen Qiong casually asked the palace attendant who delivered the soup, "What is Wangye doing?"
"Yes, Princess. His Highness is currently bowing to the Emperor."
"Judging from your voice, you don't seem to be Xiaojing?" Chen Qiong asked.
"Xiao Jing has been assigned another task by the Prince."
Gu Yan picked up the bowl of soup and walked over to Chen Qiong. Chen Qiong heard her and reached out. "Sister, give it to me. I'm hungry."
Gu Yan pondered for a moment before saying, "Princess, you should let someone try first."
"No need. Give it to me."
Gu Yan held the bowl of soup. The white jade bowl was warm to the touch from between her fingers. She turned to the palace attendant beside her and said, "Come and try."
The palace attendant bowed and took the bowl.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by her movements. Gu Yan stared closely at the palace attendant. In an instant, he appeared in front of Chen Qiong. A dagger flashed in his sleeve and as fast as lightning, the blade flashed and stabbed towards Chen Qiong.
Gu Yan's heart jumped. Although she had faintly sensed it, she was still shocked. She was right next to Chen Qiong. She unconsciously pushed Chen Qiong back and stood in front of Chen Qiong.
Everything happened in an instant. Chen Qiong was knocked down onto the couch by Gu Yan's momentum. The phoenix coronet suddenly fell from his head and the pearls scattered on the ground.
Gu Yan felt the cold blade enter her flesh. It brought with it a numbing pain.
The palace attendant screamed in shock. Everything was in chaos.
Chen Qiong curled up on the couch in fright. His voice trembled as he screamed, "Someone come! Someone come! "
Gu Yan tightly gripped the dagger in front of her chest. Warm blood seeped out from the layers of palace clothing. She struggled to support her body and firmly stood in front of Chen Qiong.
The assassin wanted to make a move, but he was firmly held by the guards who broke through the door. The sound of footsteps came from outside the door. A bright yellow figure appeared at the door. Gu Yan's vision was blurred and she couldn't see who it was. The people around her all knelt down and saluted. She raised her head and looked at the person. The pain made it difficult for her to speak, but she still tried to say, "Your Majesty, Pingyang did not disappoint you."
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Willow Flower Bridge, Jade Pool Corridor. Gu Yan wore a thin summer gown and sat in the familiar corridor. The round fan in her hand was painted with a picture of a palace attendant.
She lazily leaned against the railing and played with the tassels on the fan in her hand. She sighed and said, "It's so boring. I really want to go to the suburbs to ride horses."
"You're about to get married. Why are you still so playful?" A helpless voice came from behind her. It was filled with endless love.
Muran was dressed in a white robe. He quietly stood behind her. His eyes were smiling as he looked at her gently.
"Getting married? Hokuin has heavy snow. I like it very much." Thinking of getting married, she couldn't help but think of a thousand miles of snow.
"Why did you mention Hokuin? Silly girl, you want to marry me." Muran was still smiling. He reached out and touched her shoulder.
Gu Yan opened her eyes wide and asked, "Marry you!? Isn't it Yi Ling? "
"Who is Yi Ling?" Muran asked in confusion.
Gu Yan panicked. Who was Yi Ling? Didn't he know? He was the man who was as powerful as a god. She was afraid of him, but she didn't have to be afraid of him.
"Yi Ling? Who is Yi Ling?" Muran still didn't understand.
Gu Yan looked at Muran anxiously. She didn't know if she was happy or nervous. Was she going to marry Muran? Then why did she always see Yi Ling's determined eyes in front of her?
Muran reached out and grabbed her shoulder. His palm was as hot as charcoal. He asked, "Who is Yi Ling? Ting 'er, who is Yi Ling?"
Gu Yan's lips opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound. Who was Yi Ling? Right, who was Yi Ling? Was he the Hokuin general, or her husband, or …
Muran's face was so blurry that it was hard for her to recognize him. That familiar smell had been repeated in her dreams countless times. His embrace was right in front of her, but Gu Yan felt melancholy.
Willow catkins fell from the sky like snowflakes in the north. Muran's white robe was gradually hidden in the pure white. It was bone-chilling. She was the only one who was wandering around.
Muran, Muran. She called out anxiously in her heart, but she couldn't make a sound. She reached out to hold him, but there was only emptiness.
Her panicked hand was suddenly held by someone. There were thick calluses on it, and it was rough to the touch.
Yi Ling! She was happy, as if all her uneasiness had disappeared.
But when she looked around, she still couldn't see him.
"Yi Ling." A low murmur escaped from her lips. But the person who was guarding the bed heard everything clearly. Yi Ling's heart seemed to be hit by something soft. He held her hand tightly and whispered in her ear, "I'm here."
Gu Yan was trapped by countless nightmares. She frowned and twitched uneasily. His "I'm here" seemed to soothe her uneasiness, and she gradually calmed down.
The curtains in front of her were layered and embroidered with complicated patterns. Long tassels hung from the four corners of the bed curtain. The white jade hooks hanging on them occasionally touched the edge of the mahogany bed, making crisp sounds.
Gu Yan only felt dizzy. The scene in front of her was unreal, as if she was in a dream.
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