NFBE Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Nalan Jingwen did not find anything wrong with it and continued, "You must be tired after traveling for so long. Someone will take you to the post station where food has been prepared. You can rest after your meal. In the evening, palace servants will come to pick you up and take you to the palace."
Helian Ziyu laughed heartily, patted Nalan Jingwen on the shoulder, and said, "Then we'll see you tonight."
Seeing that Nalan Jingwen had done nothing wrong, the admiration in his eyes grew even stronger.
Nalan Jingwen nodded with a smile, while Helian Ziyu walked away, his hearty laughter still audible from a distance.
Cheng He stood beside Nalan Jingwen with a frown, hesitant to speak.
"Your Majesty..."
Although Cheng He disliked Rong Hengyu, it didn't mean she could tolerate someone so blatantly coveting him. This was a complete disregard for her prince!
Nalan Jingwen raised his hand to stop her from saying anything more, so Cheng He could only shut up and stand aside.
Nalan Jingwen knew what they were thinking, but the reason she agreed to Helian Ziyu's request was entirely because she couldn't see any covetousness or other intentions in Helian Ziyu's eyes. If it was covetousness, it was more like curiosity. She was genuinely curious about why Rong Hengyu was so famous, and also testing her.
However, if Helian Ziyu really dares to have those thoughts, she will definitely make her regret coming here.
After waiting a while, Qi Lin's men finally arrived.
The carriage was understated yet luxurious, and it was accompanied by a large number of soldiers, clearly indicating that the person in charge was of high status.
But why are there two horse-drawn carriages?
Nalan Jingwen looked around and saw the curtain of another carriage being lifted, revealing a fair and well-proportioned hand with long, jade-like fingers, distinct knuckles, and faint blue lines visible under the fair skin.
Just by looking at this hand, one can roughly guess how elegant the person inside the carriage must be.
However, when the carriage curtain was completely lifted, revealing a strand of silver hair and the person inside, Nalan Jingwen's pupils constricted, and he went into a state of alert.
It turned out to be him!
That mysterious man in white!
A woman stepped down from another carriage. She was tall and elegant, dressed in a golden robe, and exuded nobility. Nalan Jingwen recognized her at a glance.
Princess Qi Lin, Nangong Shiyu.
The man in white and Nangong Shiyu stepped forward at the same time. Yuan Jing immediately said, "You must be Her Highness the Crown Princess. I am here on His Majesty's orders to welcome you all. This is the Wise Prince of Fengtian."
She introduced Nalan Jingwen.
Nangong Shiyu turned her gaze to Nalan Jingwen, smiled and nodded at her, saying, "So you are the Wise Prince, I have long admired your name."
Nalan Jingwen returned the greeting with a smile, "Your Highness, may I ask who this is?"
She looked at the indifferent-looking man beside her and asked.
Nangong Shiyu turned her head to look at the man, and seeing that he had no expression, said, "This is our country's national advisor, Xue Qingheng."
Nalan Jingwen raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes flashing as he looked at Xue Qingheng with an unreadable expression.
"So it's the Snow Kingdom's Preceptor."
Xue Qingheng's indifferent eyes were empty, and his gaze towards her was devoid of any emotion, as if covered in frost and snow.
He simply nodded slightly, said nothing, and looked away.
The people around Nalan Jingwen were extremely excited. Some of them, who had little self-control, practically glued their eyes to him, completely mesmerized.
Yuan Jing could hardly contain her excitement, her eyes shining as she looked at Xue Qingheng. Nalan Jing, seeing this, felt puzzled. She was just a little prettier and a little cold-hearted, why was she so excited?
Yuan Jing hurriedly said, "I will take Her Highness the Crown Princess to the post station."
Nangong Shiyu smiled gently and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."
Nalan Jingwen followed behind, and Cheng He took the opportunity to say, "So this is Qi Lin's Xue Guoshi. I didn't expect him to come with the Crown Princess this time."
Nalan Jing turned his head to look when he heard this.
"Is he any different?"
Although Cheng He was somewhat surprised, he still told the truth: "The National Preceptor Xue appeared in Qi Lin in the last two years. I heard that he is a divine person who can really summon wind and rain and make prophecies. In the last two years, he has never made a mistake in his prophecies. Otherwise, how could he, a man, sit in the position of National Preceptor?"
Nalan Jingwen was initially puzzled as to why the Imperial Preceptor was a man, but knowing how skilled he was in martial arts, he didn't question it despite his oddity. However, if he possessed such abilities, it wouldn't be surprising if he held this position, given that the people here believed in ghosts and gods, especially someone in such a high position.
Nalan Jingwen returned to the Prince's Mansion. Now that he had received the envoy, he would leave the rest to the Ministry of Rites.
Upon arriving at Rong Hengyu's courtyard, one sees him leaning against the headboard reading a book, his expression gentle, with strands of hair falling loose at his temples adding to his ethereal beauty.
Upon hearing the voice, he slowly raised his head and smiled when he saw Nalan Jingwen.
"Your Majesty!"
He tried to get out of bed, but Nalan Jingwen stopped him.
"You can just sit on the bed; you don't need to get down."
Rong Hengyu did not insist, but simply moved further in to make room for him. Nalan Jingwen understood his meaning, took off his damp outer garment to avoid the dampness, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
She raised her hand and touched Rong Hengyu's forehead; it was no longer hot, and he no longer had a fever.
"Did you take your morning medicine?"
These past few days, she has been supervising him to drink his medicine; otherwise, he won't drink it, and no matter what Hongyun says, it's no use.
Upon hearing this, Rong Hengyu's smile faded slightly, perhaps because he remembered the bitter taste of the medicine.
"His Highness specifically instructed Hongyun to watch me drink it, as you know I cannot disobey your orders."
Nalan Jing chuckled softly upon hearing his somewhat resentful tone.
"Today is the last day. After you finish drinking, it will be gone tomorrow."
Rong Hengyu didn't say anything, just gave a soft "hmm", wrapped his arms around Nalan Jingwen's slender waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and snuggled close to her.
Nalan Jingwen patted his hand and said, "You'll probably have to come with me tonight's banquet. If you don't want to go, that's fine too."
At worst, we can just say that Rong Hengyu is unwell, and no one will dare to say anything.
"Most ministers will bring their families to this banquet, so I will naturally attend. How can Your Highness go alone?"
Nalan Jingwen did not refute, but simply said, "Then I will give the order to have Chenghe prepare your clothes."
With her by his side, Rong Hengyu should be fine.
Suddenly, Hongyun's voice rang out from outside, "Your Highness, Your Highness, Young Master Pei has arrived."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing got up and put on his outer robe again. Rong Hengyu released his hand, his eyes darkening slightly.
"Let him come."
Soon, the door was pushed open.
“Nalan Jingwen! I couldn’t find you in your courtyard, so I knew you were here.”
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.
Rong Hengyu returned a polite smile, but Pei Yunche looked away.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing instructed Rong Hengyu, "You should rest well. I will have lunch with you later."
Upon hearing this, Rong Hengyu's smile finally gained a touch of genuine emotion.