Tang Zhuyun said with a grin, "That's a funny name. I thought it was Zhou Yan!"
The alarm bells had already rung in my heart, and the result was that Yan returned.
"Are you and Zhou Yanhui on good terms?" Tang Zhuyun asked again.
"Fortunately, we became friends after a fight."
Previously, the Prince of Jin had considered their relationship to be just okay; he hadn't expected it to be this good.
--The Xia Kingdom was actually quite unstable, and Zhou Yanhui's position as crown prince was like walking on thin ice.
He actually abandoned matters concerning the Xia Kingdom to come see me.
Is he out of his mind?
The Prince of Jin felt that he wouldn't do something so impulsive unless it was for Tang Zhuyun.
"You can't say that," Tang Zhuyun said. "Didn't you just say you saved his life? He's just repaying a debt of gratitude."
Although it is indeed a bit old-fashioned, it is also touching.
Prince of Jin: "I didn't intentionally save him. His younger brother, Zhou Yanfei, offended me, and I went to settle scores with Zhou Yanfei. I happened to run into that unfortunate fellow being schemed against, so I just happened to save him..."
"But they'll definitely remember it, after all, it saved their life," Tang Zhuyun joked. "That's not how a woman repays kindness; otherwise, she'd offer herself in marriage."
The Prince of Jin suddenly felt a chill when he realized that Zhou Yanhui might be a homosexual.
Please move on to the next topic as quickly as possible.
Song Jingyang is leaving today, and naturally he wants to speak with Prince of Jin before he departs.
Tang Zhuyun and Xiu'er were also there.
"Your Highness, I visited Zhou Yanhui yesterday." Song Jingyang showed no sadness at the thought of leaving, or rather, he didn't dare to show it, and reported as usual.
What is he doing in the Central Plains this time?
The Prince of Jin did not trust Zhou Yanhui; he always felt that the latter was somewhat scheming, and also...
There was something strange about him that he couldn't quite put his finger on; it wasn't that it was bad, but rather that it annoyed him.
Who can stand a grown man, eight feet tall, whose eyes are constantly red?
The Prince of Jin also suspected that the boy always wanted to throw himself into his arms.
No, I can't think about it anymore, it's giving me goosebumps.
The Prince of Jin thought that Zhou Yanhui this time would definitely be tearful again, but with a purpose.
Had Zhou Yanfei beaten him to a pulp again, and now he's come asking for help?
"He didn't say anything else, he just seemed quite concerned about the prince's situation. I've been watching closely, and it doesn't seem like he's faking it..." Song Jingyang said frankly.
"He's like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, barely able to save himself, yet he dares to concern himself with me," the Prince of Jin said irritably. "Alright, you hurry on your way to your post. I'll see him again when I have time."
A person who cries a lot is unpleasant, but they're not a bad person.
After a long journey, this sentiment was understood by the Prince of Jin.
Even if it's someone trying to gain an even greater favor in return, the Prince of Jin intends to accept it.
Song Jingyang bowed and said, "Then, shall I go now?"
We will overcome all obstacles and create a new world.
"I will see you off." The Prince of Jin stood up.
Tang Zhuyun pulled him aside. "My back hurts, can you take a look at what's wrong? Xiu'er, go see Song Jingyang off."
The couple had their own private conversations, while Prince of Jin was acting as a third wheel without realizing it.
Xiu'er followed Song Jingyang out.
Song Jingyang looked down at her with a grin, then reached out to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "The wind was too strong, did you get sand in your eyes?"
"Fool!" Xiu'er stomped her feet in anger.
"Go back, don't worry about me, I'm fine!" Song Jingyang said. "I write to you every ten days. But it's too far, and there are many things to do on the road, so the letter may arrive a few days late. Don't worry or get upset..."
"I understand." Xiu'er helped him adjust his cloak. "Remember to come home."
The two of them had already talked in detail all night last night about what needed to be said.
I thought I had said everything, but now I'm still filled with heartache.
A north wind rose, and crows cried. Song Jingyang suddenly hugged Xiu'er tightly and kissed her hard on the cheek. "Let's go!"
He mounted his horse and galloped away in one breath, not daring to look back.
Xiu'er looked at the billowing dust, covered her face, and slowly squatted down before daring to cry, her shoulders trembling.
Tang Zhuyun appeared out at some point and stood behind her, her eyes slightly red.
Never before had she understood the significance of the Prince of Jin's success more clearly than she does now.
Those they care about will be able to spend more time together than apart in the future, and their laughter will outweigh their tears.
Xiu'er and Song Jingyang are just a microcosm.
From the Prince of Jin and her to all their followers, the greatest joys and sorrows were tied to the Prince of Jin.
Xiu'er saw the dark figure on the ground, sniffed, stood up, and stammered, "Your Highness, I'm alright, I just..."
Tang Zhuyun came over and hugged her, gently patting her back. "I know."
Xiu'er's tears, which she had just stopped, started flowing again.
The master and servant stood in front of the side door for a long time. The guards behind them watched, their faces showing emotion, but they stood even straighter.
They all understood what they had to do to prevent women from crying.
"Alright, let's go back." Tang Zhuyun took Xiu'er's hand.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I'm sorry to have made you laugh. I didn't think I would cry..."
"What are you pretending for in front of me?"
"Hey, let's go inside quickly," Xiu'er said. "The Prince has just returned; shouldn't you go and talk to him?"
Wiping away her tears, she was once again a straightforward and cheerful woman.
It's okay, she'll wait for Song Jingyang.
Tang Zhuyun laughed and said, "I don't have time for you, I'm watching Linlin and Yanran practice archery!"
Just as they were about to go inside, they suddenly heard the sound of a carriage.
Xiu'er thought it was Song Jingyang returning, so she opened her eyes wide and looked up.
But when she saw it was a carriage, a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.
What am I thinking? She scolded herself inwardly, why can't I let go!
If you can't let go, then keep it in your heart!
Tang Zhuyun noticed that the carriage was slowing down and guessed that it was heading to the Prince's residence.
Looking closer at the unusual patterns on the carriage curtain, one couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Zhou Yanhui?
The carriage indeed stopped at the gate, and the coachman said respectfully, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the Prince of Jin's Residence."
Oh my, it really is Zhou Yanhui!
"Um."
The coachman lifted the curtain, and a tall man emerged from the carriage.
Xiu'er stared, her eyes wide.
Good heavens, is this the Crown Prince of the Xia Kingdom?
But what illness has he contracted that has caused his eyes to change color?
But it's kind of pretty!
Zhou Yanhui has a pair of clear blue eyes, like lake water!
He had blue eyes, fair skin, deep-set eyes, and strikingly handsome features; he was tall and slender...
It turns out, he's a foreigner?
Xiu'er: What kind of illness is this?
Tang Zhuyun: Was the Xia Kingdom originally located in Siberia?
Beside the carriage stood an exceptionally burly guard, who respectfully said, "Your Highness, shall I go and ask someone to announce your arrival?"
Zhou Yanhui did not answer, but instead looked at Tang Zhuyun, scrutinizing her from head to toe.
"You are the Consort of the Prince of Jin." His tone was certain.
Tang Zhuyun: "You are Zhou Yanhui."
Zhou Yanhui nodded.
Tang Zhuyun: Oh, Zhou Yanhui, so this is what a bewitching beauty you are!