A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 216 3 year later

Zhi Yihe looked at him with a smile, and asked calmly with a hint of surprise, "Don't you want to be reunited with your grandmother? Aren't you worried about your grandfather's safety? Don't you want to meet them soon?"

"According to intelligence, although Feng Jinqi and his son are actively expanding their military forces, Feng Yuanqi needs to feed on the blood of the men every day, and the morale of the soldiers is unsettled. Sister, weren't you able to evacuate safely because of the riot in the army? The army's morale is unstable, and most of the officials in the court are wavering. In addition, the relationship between the father and son is not harmonious, so it is not difficult to conquer them.

Since we have heard the news, I believe my grandmother must have heard it too. But Feng Jinqi and his son still have my grandfather and cousin Zhiyu in their hands, so they will inevitably use this as a threat. The two sides are about to go to war, and the situation seems balanced, but in fact the people in our hands are crucial. I am well aware of my physical condition..."

Zhi Yihe held his hand tightly and shook his head, saying, "Xiao Qi, don't be so pessimistic. I will definitely try to save you."

Zhi Siqi waved his hand and continued, "Sister, listen to me carefully. Sanchuan is a place with mountains and rivers, and it has both offensive and defensive advantages. We should hide our strength and watch others fight each other. Regardless of the outcome, we have the advantage to compete with them. At that time, we may be able to compete with them and share the world. Father's long-cherished wish may also come true."

Zhi Yihe's eyes were focused on him. For a moment, she seemed to see the shadow of her father in this brother. She frowned slightly, with a melancholy look on her face: "Xiao Qi, have you ever thought about what the princess' situation would be like if what you said was true? And those relatives who raised you, can you really abandon them just because of your father's wish?"

Zhi Siqi responded calmly: "Sister, for you, life is long and you can live for tomorrow. For me, life is like a mayfly, full of hardships, and I want to leave a trace of myself."

"Xiao Qi, life is a tree full of possibilities. You can't just give up because of a temporary problem..."

"And sister! I know your love for me, so I am fearless. However, I don't know my father's heart. Do you still remember? Brother Zhixu once sighed that jasmine was falling, and you said that you would let him paint jasmine. In this way, even if the years pass, the jasmine will wither and rot and become soil, but its fragrance will still remain in the painting. I want to be the jasmine in my father's heart. Whenever the scroll is unfolded, I can enter his heart, and my long-cherished wish will be fulfilled.

Zhi Yihe put his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes, not wanting to continue facing this innocent and silly brother in front of him.

"I'm sorry." Zhi Siqi noticed her impatience and apologized in a low voice.

"Xiao Qi, you should say sorry to yourself." Zhi Yihe shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, I was planning to stay put. You can rest here and recuperate. I will definitely find a treatment for you. Now? I will take you back to sleep!"

Zhi Yihe pushed Zhi Siqi back to his residence. He seemed too exhausted. When she lit calming incense for him, he had already fallen asleep.

"Young Master! I finally found you!" Shan Yi hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

Zhi Yihe shushed him, closed the door, and gently scolded him, "Keep your voice down! Why are you so flustered?"

Shan Yi carefully handed over the secret letter in his hand and panted heavily: "This is an urgent matter, fight! Fight!"

Zhi Yihe behaved unexpectedly calmly. She placed the secret letter under the candlelight and read it carefully: At the hour of You, Yan's army attacked Wusheng Pass. Feng Jinqi led his troops to be ready for battle and personally met the enemy, successfully repelling Yan's army by fifty miles.

Zhi Yihe murmured in a low voice: "How did he know that the enemy would take Wusheng Pass first? Could it be that there are spies among the generals of the Yan family army?"

"Little Lord?"

Zhi Yihe saw the big face in front of her and threw the letter to him without saying a word: "Tell the city lord to come to see me at dawn."

"Ah? Then are we still joining the Yan family army? Brothers, should we also be prepared for war at any time?" Shan Yi followed behind her, chattering non-stop.

Three years later.

"Miss, Miss~" Yu Tuan walked to the bedside lightly, lifted the curtain, bowed slightly, and said softly: "Miss, it's time to get up. The weather is good today."

Zhi Yihe was lying on her side, her black hair was like ink, scattered on the brocade quilt. Her eyelashes fell quietly on her fair cheeks, casting a faint shadow. Her slender arms were bent and draped at her side. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her fingers were curled up, as if she was holding something precious in her dream.

Seeing that she didn't move, Yu Tuan bit his lower lip, moved closer, and raised his voice a little: "Miss, Miss, it's past the hour of Mao."

Yutuan carefully reached out her hand and gently shook Zhi Yihe's arm.

Zhi Yihe frowned, and Yu Tuan stopped talking immediately. After her expression relaxed, he asked in a low voice, "The young lady said yesterday that she wanted to discuss the marriage with the master today. Is it still…"

Zhi Yihe suddenly opened her eyes, stood up decisively, and pulled open a corner of the bed curtain. The gentle light suddenly sprinkled on her face.

Zhi Yihe let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat off her forehead with a towel. She dreamed of that night again, with flames all over the sky, and she wanted to rush into the palace to save her grandmother and mother, but was stopped and could not break free...

"How about this dress for you today? Yuyi has bought a lot of silk fabrics for the naming ceremony these days. They are all very beautiful! You have a unique vision, why don't you help her choose?"

Zhi Yihe lowered his eyes and replied after a long while: "Okay."

Yu Tuan smiled upon hearing this, and hurriedly turned around to get the clothes placed aside. While helping her change clothes, she said: "The three-year mourning period is about to end, why don't you choose some fine silk and make a few more bright clothes?" Yu Tuan glanced at Zhi Yihe and asked tentatively.

Through the mirror, Yutuan saw Zhiyihe in deep thought, so she also kept silent.

"Hey! The girl went in?" Yuzhu limped to the outside of Songfeng Hall and gestured with his hands and feet.

"Well, I don't know what the situation is in there." The two of them squatted side by side on the steps, both holding their chins and sighing.

"I think His Highness Zhixu is quite good. He is now acting as regent for the emperor, and the people are well fed and clothed. The emperor seems to be interested in making him his heir. Moreover, he has personally written an imperial decree granting the marriage, which clearly shows his preference for this girl..."

"Oh! That's enough! Save your energy! What do you know? You're just gesticulating!"

Yu Tuan was a little impatient and interrupted Yu Zhu, her gaze turning towards the study. If it weren't for the tight security, she really wanted to go over and listen carefully to what the young lady and the master were talking about.