Chapter 167:
It is the duty of a confidant to share the master’s worries.
However, this matter is truly tricky. Er Qing frowned her little face and glared at Yun Jin, who lingered by the window unwilling to leave, huffing, “This beast is just like its master, only knowing how to make trouble for you, young lady.”
Yun Jin was quite perceptive and knew she was cursing him. His sharp beak opened, wings flapping as he was about to pounce over. Xie Wanning was startled and urgently stopped him, “No!”
With that, she stepped forward and blocked in front of Er Qing.
The black eagle was originally a colossal overlord in the air, and Yun Jin had been trained by Lu Ziyan to be extremely ferocious, with combat prowess not to be underestimated, especially his sharp beak and sharp claws, which could even take down several elite soldiers in a joint assault.
If truly swept by its claws, Er Qing would likely lose a layer of skin even if she didn’t die.
Fortunately, Xie Wanning’s command was very effective. Yun Jin retracted his sharp claws, circled around her once, cried out, and obediently flapped his wings and flew away.
However, the bamboo tube hanging from his neck fell off with the earlier pouncing motion, landing right at Xie Wanning’s feet.
Er Qing picked it up and shook the bamboo tube with lingering fear. A dull metallic clinking sound came from inside.
“There seems to be something inside. Young lady, should we open it and take a look?”
There was actually a gift.
Xie Wanning was also stunned, then shook her head and instructed, “Throw it away.”
With that, she felt it wasn’t right. If someone else picked it up…
“Forget it, throw it directly into the bottom layer of the vanity case. When Yun Jin comes back next time, let him take it back.”
………..
King Zhenbei’s residence, study.
Lu Ziyan wore a black narrow-sleeved long robe, hands behind his back, standing by the window, his gaze falling on the pink flower buds in the courtyard pond.
Unknowingly, early summer had already arrived.
All deployments were prepared properly. He should set off far for the Northern Frontier to campaign against the Jin Dynasty.
He needed a great victory to rally the people’s hearts. Once he returned triumphant, the position of Crown Prince would be beyond doubt. With military power in hand, plus the support of the people’s will, in this war-torn era, he could be king, and no one would be able to sway his decisions anymore.
Even seizing a minister’s wife would go unquestioned.
Including the Emperor.
As for fighting wars, Lu Ziyan had never feared anyone. In his past life, the Jin Dynasty was defeated by his hand, and now it was just a familiar task to clean them up again.
He was just worried about that young lady.
Although he had already arranged guards properly, having experienced despair, he felt that no matter how much he did, it wasn’t enough.
…If some blind fool saw her importance and went after her again.
Just thinking about her possibly facing danger, possibly… dying, made the youth who could remain unflinching amid slaughter in the midst of ten thousand soldiers feel his heart panic and hands tremble uncontrollably.
In his past life, his greatest regret was not taking her to the Northern Frontier together, leading to her being schemed against by Lu Xiyao.
And now, she had become someone else’s wife. If he forcibly took her away, with that young lady’s fiery temperament, who knew how ruthless she would be.
He prided himself on being decisive and authoritative, but whenever he encountered Xie Wanning, he began to hesitate, becoming indecisive.
Suddenly, a black shadow streaked down from the sky, flying in through the window and landing on Lu Ziyan’s arm.
Despite such a fierce impact, Lu Ziyan didn’t move a muscle. He lowered his gaze to his beloved pet, and his slightly cold eyes suddenly lit up when they fell on Yun Jin’s empty neck.
“She accepted it?”
Yun Jin cried out once, flapping his wings guiltily and flying away.
Lu Ziyan stood stunned for a while. Perhaps rejected too many times, for a moment he actually felt it wasn’t quite real.
After all, she despised him utterly. How could she be willing to accept his gift.
Tomorrow after visiting the Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple, this Tibet trip would end. I’ve booked a flight home the day after, planning to resume updates starting the 20th. The plot is at a key point right now, and I’ll definitely add a ton of chapters furiously~~
