A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 209 Coming up with ideas

Zhi Yihe's conversation with Zhi Yian ended unpleasantly. She went downstairs angrily and was about to go to the wine cellar to get a jar of wine to calm down when she ran into Yan Yue who was about to go upstairs. She became even more angry and pushed him away without saying a word.

Yan Yue steadied himself while staggering, grabbed Zhi Yihe's arm, turned around and teased: "Hey hey~ Who made our young lady unhappy again?"

Zhi Yihe snorted and shook off his hand, not wanting to bother with him any longer.

Yan Yue chased after her and blocked her way: "Hey! Master, do you still want you to marry me?"

Zhi Yihe rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Yan Yue stepped forward again and intercepted him, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, why are you leaving? If it were me, since you've already received the imperial edict, why don't you get ready and set off for the capital? Why bother dragging me along and taking the risk of disobeying the imperial edict with you!"

Zhi Yihe raised her leg to kick him, but he dodged it flexibly and continued nonchalantly: "In my opinion, you and His Highness Zhixu can be considered childhood sweethearts. After meeting again this time, you might have fallen in love with each other. Hehe, if you become the queen one day, you must remember to teach me a lesson~"

Zhi Yihe looked at Yan Yue with a smirk on his face and wished he could tear him apart with his bare hands. This treacherous villain, on the one hand, was extremely submissive and flattering in front of his father, but on the other hand, he asked him to resist to the death and took all the benefits. He was a completely selfish egoist.

Zhi Yihe thought about it and smiled crookedly: "Okay, when I enter the capital and meet His Majesty, I will tell His Majesty everything you have done in the past few years! For example, how you turned Sanchuan City into your Yan family, and how you..." during the civil war in the Feng family

"Eh~ That's not something you can talk about~" Yan Yue hurriedly interrupted Zhi Yihe, looked around, and then leaned close to her ear and whispered: "The commander is absolutely against your return to Beijing, and asking me to marry you is just a temporary measure. You can just get away with it by crying, making a scene, and threatening to commit suicide~"

"You make it sound so easy, but that is an imperial decree, brother! If I had listened to you back then, I wouldn't have this trouble now."

"Amitabha! It arises from cause and condition, it is born from thought, all right, all right!" Yan Yue suddenly put his hands together, muttered to himself seriously and left.

Zhiyi looked at him as if he were a fool, blinking her eyes, as if thinking about something.

"I saw that sister was chatting and laughing with Yan Yue. Could it be that she really wants to get married?"

Zhi Yihe turned his head and saw Siqi sticking his head out from outside Songfeng Hall, "Are you here to look for your father?" Zhi Yihe walked over, tucked the corner of the blanket for him, held the handle of the wheelchair, and slowly pushed him into the yard.

"What are your plans, sister?" Zhi Siqi did not get an answer and continued to ask.

"I'm still confused. Do you have any good ideas?"

"I haven't seen my grandfather and brother Zhixu for a long time. Maybe I can be reunited with them thanks to my sister."

"Ha~ Then when the emperor sent people to pick you up and bring you back to the palace, why did you choose to stay in Sanchuan? Can't you go back to the imperial city whenever you want? Why do you want me, your sister, to pay such a huge price?" Zhi Yihe said half-jokingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhi Siqi's face suddenly changed and became solemn.

Zhi Yihe immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly smiled to hide his embarrassment: "Where's Zou Guang! Help your master upstairs!"