Feng Jing turned his head and saw Gu Yan. He happily threw himself at Gu Yan and tightly hugged her. In a crisp voice, he said: "Older cousin, you haven't come to see Jing'er in a long time. Is it because you don't like Jing'er anymore?"
Gu Yan squatted down and used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his forehead. She lightly smiled and said: "How could I not like Jing'er? Older cousin is just afraid of disturbing Jing'er's studies."
Feng Jing reached out to play with her earrings. He unconcernedly said: "I don't care. No matter how good Feng Cheng's studies are, I'm still the Crown Prince. This world is still mine."
Hearing his words, Gu Yan was shocked. Fortunately, this was Changle Hall, the Empress' palace. Her left and right were the Empress' trusted aides. If these words were heard by others and passed on to the Anqing Emperor, it would be terrible.
She turned her head and sent her servants away. She pulled Feng Jing to sit on the couch and seriously said: "Jing'er, you must never say these words again."
Feng Jing was still young and didn't understand the pros and cons of this. He didn't understand and asked: "Why? I'm the Crown Prince. Won't this world be mine in the future?"
Gu Yan stroked his cheeks and gently said: "This world belongs to the Emperor. You must never say these words again. If others hear this, it's a matter of taking your head. Even my head will fall to the ground." She knew that the Crown Prince didn't understand what it meant to be the Emperor, so she could only say this.
Feng Jing was indeed afraid. He quickly nodded, "Jing'er knows. Jing'er won't say those words again. But older cousin, don't be afraid. When I become the Emperor, I will marry you and make you the Empress. No one in the world will dare to bully you. "
Gu Yan was amused by his words. Her heart was softly pierced. She held him with a bit of sadness, "When Jing'er becomes the Emperor, there will be all kinds of noble ladies in the world for you to choose from. When that time comes, I'm afraid that Jing'er will have long forgotten about older cousin."
Feng Jing leaned into her embrace with a submissive appearance, but his tone was unprecedentedly firm, "No, Jing'er will definitely marry older cousin. Could it be that older cousin doesn't like Jing'er?"
Gu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She could only nod in response, "Older cousin likes Jing'er the most.
Only then did Feng Jing smile in satisfaction. "Jing 'er also likes cousin. Jing' er wants to marry cousin."
Hearing his childish words, Gu Heng did not say anything else.
After a moment of silence, Arnold's voice came clearly from the door. "Your Grace, the Empress is back."
Gu Ling acknowledged, but Feng Jing, who was beside her, suddenly felt uneasy. For a moment, he did not know whether to sit or stand.
The Crown Prince had been raised from a young age, and the Empress had been very strict with him. She would always reprimand him with a cold face and rarely smile at him. . and the others in the palace either coveted his position or feared his status.
Only Gu Yan, his older cousin, would speak to him gently, hug him, and smile at him. That was why he had relied on Gu Yan since he was young.
Gu Yan saw his nervous appearance and reached out to hold his hand. She gently said, "Don't be nervous."
Feng Jing actually calmed down for a moment. He just stayed close to Gu Yan.
Outside the hall, the sound of bangs and skirts rustling could be heard. The Palace Maids lifted the curtains to the left and right. Gu Yan and Feng Jing knelt at the entrance to the hall to welcome the Empress.
"Rise."
This time, it was the Anqing Emperor's voice. Gu Yan got up and saw the Emperor and Empress standing side by side in front of her. She couldn't help but be surprised. The Anqing Emperor and Empress hadn't been together in private for a long time. Speculations about their relationship were secretly circulating in the palace.
The Empress saw Feng Jing and said coldly, "Jing 'er, why are you still here at this time?"
Feng Jing's entire body trembled. His face was pale with fright. His voice trembled as he said, "I, I …"
"That's enough. Quickly go to the study."
Feng Jing hurriedly bowed and retreated. He hurriedly walked away.
The Empress then turned to Gu Yan and said, "You must have waited for a long time. Today, we have a new batch of tea. You should try it." She turned and left the hall to prepare the new tea.
Only the Anqing Emperor and Gu Yan were left in the large palace hall.
The Anqing Emperor sat down on the couch and waved his hand for Gu Yan to sit. "Ceding land, paying reparations, reopening trade with the north, and greatly reducing taxes. All of this is a foregone conclusion."
Gu Yan walked to the collapsed chair and sat down. His face was expressionless as he said, "These are only temporary measures. In the future, they will be repaid many times over."
The Anqing Emperor's face was tired. He leaned against the couch and said, "The Muran said that as long as there is a good general in the future, repaying these things will not be difficult." He looked at Gu Yan with a heavy gaze, "Tell me, who in Nan Hua is capable of being a good general and a good general?"
Gu Yan's heart jumped. He raised his head to look at the Anqing Emperor. He was just leisurely leaning against the soft cushion. It seemed like he was chatting with Gu Yan about the weather.
Gu Yan could only suppress the fear in his heart and said, "In the world, who can surpass the Muran in wisdom? In terms of valiant generals and warriors, no one can rival Yi Ling."
She didn't say this to diminish Nan Hua's ambitions and boost Hokuin's prestige. This was the truth. That man, there were very few people in the world who could match up to him.
The Anqing Emperor's voice sank. He sighed and said, "Yes, Yi Ling is brave and valiant. Unfortunately, he can't be used by me."
Gu Yan's heart trembled. The uneasiness in her heart increased layer by layer. It was like a wave that was about to drown her.
As expected, the Anqing Emperor slowly turned to look at her, "If you marry Yi Ling in this marriage alliance …" He didn't say the last part, but his meaning was clear.
Ding — —
It was like something small had shattered in Gu Yan's heart. She didn't dare to believe that these words were spoken by the Anqing Emperor. Nan Hua was highly educated and looked down on martial artists. He actually wanted her to marry a lowly martial artist.
Gu Yan's heart trembled, but her expression was calm as she looked at the Anqing Emperor. She lightly said, "Although General Yi is brave and valiant, he is not stupid and incompetent. Even if I marry him, he definitely won't be used by Nan Hua."
The Anqing Emperor closed his eyes. His gaze was like a torch, "Even if it's like this, how can we know if we don't try?"
Gu Yan tightly gripped the armrest of the chair. Her fingertips turned white. Her fingertips left deep scratches on the redwood armrest. One of her bright red nail was also broken.
The ten fingers were connected to the heart. How could an ordinary person endure the pain of a broken nail? However, Gu Yan calmly covered her bleeding finger with her wide sleeve. Her expression didn't change as she said, "Your Majesty, this matter …"
The Anqing Emperor lightly smiled, as if everything was under his control, "I will mediate this matter. If one day, Yi Ling can't be used by Nan Hua, I want you to protect the interests of Nan Hua … "
He spoke lightly as if he was arranging what to eat for dinner. His hand drew a line in the air around his neck, symbolizing the word "kill".
Kill Yi Ling!?
He wanted her to kill the man who was like a Grim Reaper on the battlefield.
Gu Yan laughed in her heart. It seemed that she was more useful than she thought.
"Pingyang, do you understand?" The Anqing Emperor lightly asked her.
Pingyang, Pingyang.
From the moment Yi Ling asked her to marry into Nan Hua, everyone called her that. She was no longer the Ting'er who was close and doted on. She was no longer the spoiled Ting'er who acted like a spoiled child under her parents' wings. She was now the princess of Nan Hua, Pingyang.
Everyone was reminding her of her identity, her responsibility, and her mission.
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