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Chapter 173 Do as he says

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    "The snowstorm has been severe recently, and many people have suffered unreasonable disasters. Moreover, the queen is still ill, so it is not appropriate to cause more bloodshed. I am willing to use other items as a bet in exchange for his two fingers."

    Zhao Ying made a good excuse for himself, Zhao Yi said quietly: "The Prince of Chu just said that the bet has been fulfilled and there will be no going back on it. By doing this, the emperor brother is not afraid of the Prince of Chu's disapproval?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Chu Yichen say: "His Royal Highness, what you said makes sense, but I made a mistake because I didn't think carefully."

    Chu Yichen's words changed too quickly, and everyone noticed something unusual about him.

    Didn¡¯t Prince Chu always uphold justice and would not change his position casually? Why did His Highness the Crown Prince change his tone now?

    Zhao Yi glanced at Chu Yichen with a half-smile, and said in a long voice: "Since Prince Chu doesn't have any objections, let's just follow what the emperor said."

    Chu Yichen lost the competition, his heart was sensitive, and when he touched Zhao Yi's gaze, he felt an unbearable sting in his heart, but he had no way out and could only go on bravely.

    Zhao Ying casually took off a jade pendant from his waist and threw it to Song Qingfeng. Song Qingfeng kowtowed in thanks and put the jade pendant into the tray held by Song Wan. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Zhao Yi say again: "By the way, before  Didn't Prince Chu say that he was protecting the people of the Song family, or that he was questioning his father's decision-making? You said that the emperor's brother was so protective of this dog, what does that mean? "

    Zhao Yi's tone was normal, as if he just wanted to provoke a few words to see the excitement as usual, but this time the topic was too taboo, Zhao Ying's nerves were stung instantly, he stood up suddenly, and said angrily in a deep voice: "  Zhao Yi!"

    He was really angry and called Zhao Yi by his full name. The children of the aristocratic family who were still watching the excitement all tightened their scalps and felt the majesty of the crown prince of a country.

    Zhao Yi was not afraid. He just looked at Zhao Ying with an inexplicable expression and asked doubtfully: "I'm asking the Prince of Chu, why is the emperor so angry? If the emperor thinks there is something wrong with what I just said, isn't it the Prince of Chu?"  Is it a problem with my own words? Even if I don¡¯t say anything, if today¡¯s incident is publicized, won¡¯t other people have such doubts?¡±

    Zhao Yi pushed the pot cleanly, Zhao Ying pursed his lips, and his face became ugly.

    The atmosphere was tense, and Song Qingfeng took the initiative to say: "Your Highness, this servant is still"

    "Shut up!" Zhao Ying swept down the tea cup at hand, stood up with a livid face, and said loudly, "I just raised a dog, it's not anyone else's turn to comment!"

    Everything has been going wrong recently, and the anger in Zhao Ying's heart has reached its peak. He has no intention of pretending to be brothers and sisters, and just wants everyone to shut up.

    Song Qingfeng knelt down to admit his mistake. Zhao Yi touched the tip of his nose and chuckled: "That's what I said. Brother Huang, don't be angry."

    Zhao Ying glared at Zhao Yi fiercely. If Zhao Yi was not a prince, but someone else, Zhao Ying would probably attack him today to destroy his majesty as a prince.

    How long has Song Qingfeng been kept by his side, and Zhao Yi still makes fun of him from time to time. Do you really think he has no temper?

    "If it weren't for Concubine Shu's ability to win over her father's heart, how could Zhao Yi dare to talk to him like this if he was just a little concubine?

    The more Zhao Ying thought about it, the gloomier his expression became, and a cold thought came to his mind. When he succeeded to the throne and became emperor, the first thing he would do was to designate Muzhou as Zhao Yi's fiefdom.

    The place where the poor hometown and the birds do not shit are said to be a king, which is no different from exile.

    Zhao Ying's expression did not soften at all, and he said coldly: "Be careful when speaking. You are not a child anymore. You should know what can and cannot be said."

    Zhao Yi did not go against Zhao Ying and said obediently: "I was wrong, please forgive me, brother emperor."

    Zhao Ying did not respond, but symbolically said a few words of encouragement to everyone, asking everyone to form their own teams to play ice hockey.

    Everyone was afraid that staying here would cause trouble for Zhao Ying, so they immediately went to the lake to form a team for a competition.

    Wei Heng put down the tea cup and said, "Today's physical exertion was a bit too much. I want to go back and rest for a while."

    Zhao Yi said nothing and looked at Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying looked at Wei Heng and said in a serious tone: "Brother Heng's health has just improved, so don't be too pushy. When you fully recover, I will ask my father to invite you."  The Duke will come to the palace to discuss Brother Heng's future."

    "good."

    Wei Heng nodded in agreement, and Zhao Ying had nothing else to say and said, "Brother Heng, go back and have a good rest."

    Wei Heng took Song Wan back. When they were almost there, Wei Heng's steps became obviously longer. Song Wan was holding something and couldn't keep up. He wasI'm a little sleepy, just take a nap.  "

    Song Wan nodded and said, "My servant is here to guard His Highness. Your Highness can call you if you need me."

    "good."

    Wei Heng responded happily. Song Wan did not dare to disturb him anymore, so he added some charcoal to the basin and sat down on the shoe couch next to Wei Heng's bed.

    The room became quiet, except for the occasional beeping sound from the charcoal fire in the basin.

    Song Wan couldn¡¯t help but think of the time when he was just exiled to Lizhou.

    She was extremely frightened, like a child of only a few years old, who could only cling tightly to her mother's skirt to get a small sense of security.

    They were locked in a dark, damp little room. Occasionally, officials would walk around and speak dirty and frivolous words outside the door. She had nightmares all day long, dreaming that those officials would knock open the fragile door at any time.  He burst through the door and humiliated her and her mother.

    "My mother fell ill during her exile. During the day, her mother would pretend nothing had happened. At night, when she fell asleep, her mother could no longer restrain herself and would cough lightly.

    In fact, she found out about it the next night, but she didn't dare to say it for fear that her mother wouldn't even dare to cough quietly.

    At that time, she was very scared, afraid that her mother would die of illness at some point, leaving her to face the unknown alone.

    Now Song Wan feels the same fear.

    She was afraid that Wei Heng would die, and she was also afraid that Song Qingfeng would die.

    She didn¡¯t know what they were planning, nor what impact their plan would have on Hanjing and even Zhaoling as a whole if it succeeded.

    When the palace servants came to announce dinner, Wei Heng didn't wake up, so Song Wan declined on the grounds of feeling unwell.

    After sitting there until the end of Youshi, Song Wan stood up and said to Wei Heng, "Your Highness, I want to go out."

    "good."

    Wei Heng answered quickly, as if he hadn't fallen asleep the whole time.

    Song Wan waited for a while, but before Wei Heng could tell her anything, she put on her big cloak and carried a lantern and went out.

    There is a moon tonight, and the moonlight casts a thin and soft veil over everything. Song Wan walked forward slowly. She didn¡¯t know what was waiting for her at the ice lake, but after sitting there all afternoon, she felt deep in her heart.  Surprisingly, I didn't feel scared.

    Regardless of whether Song Qingfeng is good or bad now, and how much of what he said is true or false, this is the only request he has made to her in so many years. Even if he wants her to die, Song Wan will not hesitate.  Do as he says hesitantly.

    It¡¯s just that¡­ I feel a little ashamed of Gu Yanting.

    He brought her back to Hanjing from Lizhou and rescued Chunxiu and the child. Although she gave him her body, those times were somewhat awkward and did not make him happy. After all, she still owed him a favor.

    If there is an afterlife, I hope I can return this favor to him.

    As soon as this idea came to mind, Gu Yanting's tall figure appeared in front of him.

    He was still wearing the imperial uniform, with a broadsword on his waist, holding a lantern and leading a team of imperial guards to patrol dutifully at night.

    Song Wan did not expect to run into Gu Yanting, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but Gu Yanting was already striding towards her.

    He walked in a hurry, and the lantern was swayed by the wind. Song Wan stood there waiting for him.

    When they arrived, Gu Yanting asked the others to continue patrolling along the established route. When they walked away, Gu Yanting asked in a low voice: "It's so cold at night, why are you going out?"

    He must have been very busy these past few days and had no time to take a good rest, but his face did not show any signs of fatigue, and his eyes were astonishingly bright.

    Song Wan looked up at him and asked confusedly: "Have you had dinner, sir?"

    Gu Yanting didn¡¯t expect Song Wan to ask this. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I was too busy and missed the dinner time, but I asked someone to go to the kitchen to get some steamed buns and some wine to satisfy my stomach."

    Gu Yanting's tone was inexplicably like a child asking for praise for doing something good. Song Wan smiled slightly and said, "Sir, you are so awesome."

    Gu Yanting's cold face softened a little, and he returned to the original question: "It's so late, what are you doing out here?"

    Song Wan lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze and said softly: "His Royal Highness has something for me to do, but it is not convenient to tell the adults."

    "Gu Yanting knew the rules very well. He didn't ask further questions. He just told Song Wan: "It snowed again last night. There are snow accumulations in many places. It's not safe at night. Pay attention to your steps. Go back and rest as soon as you are done."

    Song Wan took a step back, saluted Gu Yanting solemnly, and said, "Thank you, sir."

    The moment he bent down, Song Wan didn't notice Gu Yanting's narrowed eyes.

    Having been on the battlefield, he has a keen perception that is different from ordinary people.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)sp;Having been on the battlefield, he has a keen perception that is different from ordinary people.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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