C52 (1/2)

In the Kingdom of Yan, apart from the princess' lack of response, Jiang Muli was actually better off than in the Kingdom of Jiang. Everything in the Kingdom of Yan was provided in accordance with the rules, unlike in the Palace of Jiang, where he sometimes had to rely on fourth brother's help in order to eat his fill.

The empress had given them everything they had, but as long as they kept their food in check, Jiang Muli wouldn't be able to think of anything else.

Jiang Muli covered his heart. Was he ambitious? He had, too, but he had only himself.

He knew that his Fourth Brother's purpose for helping him was not simple, but he wanted to stay in Yan Kingdom and be a son of another country that sought to study for the rest of his life, instead of waiting for the new Emperor to ascend to the throne and recall him as a sacrifice. However, only Fourth Brother would be able to help him if he stayed in Yan Kingdom.

Jiang Mo Li slowly opened the letter.

The greeting on the letter was warm and the scheme after it was cold, but the result was like walking in a desert under the blazing sun and seeing a spring, sweet and clear, the kind of joy and excitement that only those who were extremely thirsty could feel.

This year, the princess was already fifteen years old, right? Even according to Emperor Qinghe's request, a marriage of eighteen years old shouldn't have any objections.

Furthermore, he could take a step back and stay outside the palace for his wedding. Even if he saw the princess a few times a month, he would agree. As long as he saw her once a month, he would do his duty and be her husband.

As long as he thought about it, Jiang Mubai could feel his blood boiling with the imagination.

In these past few years, the princess had not shown any sign of being particularly close to any man. If it was special, Jiang Mubai would think that she was the most special one instead. Occasionally, she would think of him.

She would give him presents, sometimes ink, sometimes flowers and insects, sometimes holiday gifts, such as rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival, rice porridge for the eighth festival, and various other gifts during the holiday.

He was a man, and it was not easy to find her, and she rarely left the palace.

He didn't know if it was because it was easy to make people's hearts soften at night, or because the wine she sent him confused him. When the sky turned white, he sighed and said, ”Remind me to reply to fourth brother in a few days.”

It was not that he could not harden his heart, but the thought of living with her made him want to defend her, not that she would marry him because of her reputation, and that he was despicable to her?

If there was a way to make her fall in love with him, he believed that Fourth Brother could wait. Fourth Brother could no longer become enemies with Yan Kingdom.

Jiang Muli felt that this was feasible. These past few years, he had worked hard to build a good relationship with the aristocratic families in the capital and gained some connections. Although he had limited manpower, he had used them wherever possible.

As for Ru Yi, she was getting closer to the girls of the aristocratic families, so news of her could naturally be passed on to him through the elder brothers of these girls.

According to what he knew, some of the aristocratic young masters that the princess visited were the eldest sons of the aristocratic families, such as Cheng Guo's heir, Xiao Jia, the heir to the Qi Kingdom, and Shi Jinsong, the heir to the Hou clan. Their interactions with these people were not to avoid others, and one thing that the aristocratic families had in common was that they were already married and had children.

Jiang Mo Li had reason to believe that Ru Yi didn't have that kind of intention towards these people, and didn't have a marriage with her. Jiang Mo Li had reason to believe that Ru Yi didn't have that kind of intention towards these people, but didn't have a marriage with the Cheng Guo family's second son, Gao Qian.

He did not feel that he and Ruyi were enemies. On the contrary, if the marriage was successful, and the husband and wife were enemies, then she would be his glory.

If Ruyi had someone she liked, he would be Jiang Muli's enemy. However, right now, he could not find anyone who Ruyi had good feelings towards.

He had to think hard about what to do. It was best if he didn't use Fourth Brother's method. What good would it do to him to hurt Ru Yi?

”What day is it today?” Jiang Mo Li asked while knocking on the table.

”Young Master, it's the seventh of the sixth month.” After these few years of training in Yan Country, he had matured and become more reserved.

Jiang Muli nodded. ”Yes, yes. Will His Majesty still be going to the palace for the summer?”

If the Emperor were to go to the palace, he would probably be allowed to follow after his last paper. After all, Jiang Country was in the north of Yan Country, and it wasn't as hot in summer as Yan Country. As long as he didn't use ice, he would inevitably get a rash on his body.

Inside Hua Qingshan's bamboo house, Master Wu was looking at the disciples who were soaking in the soup. He had soaked in the soup before, so he naturally knew how it tasted like.

Master Wu's eldest senior brother walked over from behind him and also followed his gaze. He frowned and said, ”This is your disciple? I say, how did you get this... ”Eh, little gongzi?”

The eldest senior brother wanted to say that his skin was very fair, but he thought that it would not be easy for his junior brother to choose one after all these years.

Xue Xianyun had already suntanned quite a bit, but he had to compare himself with anyone else. With Da Shixiong's eyesight, if he were to put on good clothes, he would look like a refined little gongzi.

Master Wu didn't want his disciple to be disturbed, so he turned around and walked outside. Unexpectedly, he didn't hear his senior apprentice brother following him for a few steps. His heart skipped a beat.

Turning his head, he saw that the Eldest Senior Brother was walking around the medicine barrel that was filled with Xue Junyun's medicine, while muttering, ”This seedling of yours is not bad, but he's a little old!”

Master Wu silently swallowed a mouthful of black blood. He took two steps forward and stopped his senior brother from touching Xue Qianyun's hand. His own disciple knew that he didn't like people touching him.