Female Master: The Cold Prince

Suddenly he went to the mansion to look for her, and suddenly she was gone. Xiahou Nuanxi felt that she couldn't understand him.

The servant's eyes rolled and he got it.

"In reply to your Highness, our master has been feeling unwell recently. In order to pray for our master, the young master is concentrating on copying scriptures in his room, so it is inconvenient for him to see your Highness."

The master is Wen Jueshang's biological father. He went back to the ancestral home during the cold winter a few years ago and caught a cold. He has not recovered since then and it has even gotten worse.

Upon learning that his father-in-law was ill, Xiahou Nuanxi was worried, "Why didn't you send someone to tell me that my master was not feeling well, so that I could ask the imperial physician to come and take a look. Is my master feeling better now?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The master is fine and will be fine after a few days of rest. It was the young master who didn't let us tell Your Majesty because he was afraid that Your Majesty would worry."

It is unknown whether he was afraid that she would worry or he didn't want to tell her.

"That's good. Then do you know why Shang'er came to see me today?"

Based on her understanding of Wen Jueshang, it is impossible for him to come to her house for no reason, unless something happened.

The servant paused for a moment and replied, "It seems that the young master is asking about Young Master Chu's matter."

Strangely enough, after returning home, the young master threw out all the things related to the virtuous king out of the yard, as if he wanted to draw a clear line between himself and the virtuous king. He also ordered all the servants not to see the virtuous king whenever he wanted to see him.

As servants, they only had to obey their masters' orders.

As for what kind of conflict there was between their master and the wise king, they were also confused and felt it was inappropriate.

Xiahou Nuanxi was stunned, "Master Chu?"

Chu Zhaoyang?

Yes, she hasn't seen Chu Zhaoyang since returning from the poetry meeting yesterday. Shang'er has been uneasy and worried since then.

It turned out to be so.

"Okay, I understand. I will come to see him another day."

Boy: "Yes."

As soon as Xiahou Nuanxi returned to Prince Xian's Mansion, she summoned her personal guard.

"Go check what happened to Chu Zhaoyang yesterday. Remember, I want to know every detail."

Shadow Guard: “Yes.”

As the days passed, the people in charge of the salvage operation had not made any progress. They searched all the rivers in the surrounding areas, but still could not find Chu Zhaoyang.

Ran Qing had trouble eating and sleeping these past few days, and he looked much more haggard.

Taking leave for several days in a row caused quite a stir in the court.

Ran Qing didn't care about so much and set off after giving brief instructions.

She wants to go find someone herself.

Xiahou Nuanxi also got some general information. She didn't expect that Chu Zhaoyang was missing.

This is no small thing.

"Besides the general and the Shangshu Mansion, is there anyone else who knows?"

"No, the matter has been sealed up by the two governments. I only got to know the news through some means."

Hearing this, Xiahou Nuanxi felt relieved a little, "Go down, don't let this matter spread."

If Shang'er heard this, he would go crazy.

"Yes." Then he disappeared.

Three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the day of the state banquet.

Before Ling Yiqing walked out of the palace gate, he ran into a servant from the prince's mansion.

"This servant greets Mr. Ling."

"Get up!"

"Thank you, sir." The servant stood up, lowered his head and bent his waist.

"What's the matter?" Why did the people from the Prince's Mansion come to him?

Did something happen to the prince?

"My Lord, the prince said he was not feeling well and he will not attend today's banquet."

"Feeling unwell? Have you asked the imperial physician to take your pulse?" Ling Yiqing frowned.

It seemed that he fell ill after returning from the palace.

"We asked a doctor to check it out, and he said...he said..." The servant didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's face turned cold, "Your Excellency, just answer the question. Why are you hesitating like this? Do you understand the rules?"

The servant was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "Yes, the doctor said that the young master has a heart disease."

Heart disease?

Lin Xuan was shocked. To put it bluntly, isn't that lovesickness?

The Prince of Nanyang is about to marry into the Yongxian Palace, but now he is suffering from a mental illness. If the news gets out accidentally, it will be disastrous.

Lin Xuan looked at Ling Yiqing with a worried look, "My Lord..."

Ling Yiqing raised his hand to stop him, "Since the prince is not feeling well, let's skip the banquet. Let him have a good rest and recuperate. He will be the groom in a few days, so he can't miss the wedding date."

"Yes."

Just as the servant was about to leave, Ling Yiqing said again: "Tell the prince, if it is destined to happen, it will happen, if it is not destined to happen, don't force it."

The servant did not understand the meaning of this sentence, and replied, "Yes, I will take my leave."

After the servant left, another palace maid ran over.

"My Lord, the prince asked me to come here to tell you that he has something important to do and cannot come to the palace. I hope you don't worry."

Thinking of the substitute, Ling Yiqing's eyes softened, "I understand, go down."

It was better for that person not to attend the banquet, so as to avoid being discovered in such a large occasion.

"Yes." Palace maid.

At the state banquet, the envoys of the two countries had friendly conversations and the atmosphere was peaceful.

The Queen drank quite a bit of wine without realizing it. She looked at the man dancing with a sword in the center of the hall with a tipsy look and was quite surprised.

I heard that the third prince of Lu State is very good at dancing. I didn't expect that after seeing him today, he also knows martial arts.

We have seen the slender waist dance many times, and there is nothing new about it. But suddenly seeing the sword dance is refreshing and novel.

Xue Jianyun won everyone's attention with his dance.

He secretly glanced in the direction of the wise king, and saw that the other party's eyes were also on him, and his ears turned slightly red.

This dance is for her.

Xue Jianyun's little action did not escape Wen Jueshang's eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide all his thoughts, and then unconsciously looked at another empty seat.

Even if it was a substitute, he wanted to take a look.

This time, Lu Guo came not only to form an alliance with Feng Lin, but also to present several extremely rare treasures.

A look of satisfaction flashed across Xiahou Shaohua's eyes, and he asked someone to accept the treasure. As for the third prince of Lu State.

At first, she didn't want to take Xue Jianyun into the harem, thinking that he was too young and would definitely be restless if he entered the harem.

The sword dance just now made Xiahou Shaohua change his mind.

"Third Prince..." He was interrupted just as he started speaking.

Xue Jianyun interrupted her and said, "Your Majesty, our country has come from afar not only to congratulate Your Majesty on the birth of your eldest granddaughter, but also to work for the peace between Fenglin and the Kingdom of Lu."

Although Xiahou Shaohua was unhappy, he did not show it at all.

"Yes, it is more important than anything else that there is no war between the two countries. The emperor Lu's intention is also my wish. You go back and tell the emperor Lu that I am willing to exchange economy with the Lu Kingdom, develop peacefully, and maintain peace."

"Your Majesty, in order to demonstrate our country's sincerity, Jian Yun is willing to marry Feng Lin and form an alliance with Feng Lin to promote the beginning of friendly relations between the two countries."

Xue Jianyun knelt on one knee in the center of the hall, with his tall stature, extraordinary temperament, and neither humble nor arrogant in his every move, showing his nobleness, and undoubtedly became the focus of the whole audience.