Chapter 90: Prince of Dust, Qing Hua's Painting

er eyes, as if she was being hanged.Ye Wen handed something to Zhuai'er, "Take this to the authorities, someone is being disrespectful to the late emperor, highly disrespectful!"The child ran away!Cui...The fourteen-year-old maid, carrying the fifteen-year-old elder sister, Zhuier, felt her legs were numb from walking. All she could do was repeat the steps of marching forward, but with each step, her gait became more unsteady and her body swayed precariously. 。After walking for a while, their footing slipped. Both of them tumbled and fell into the snow. 。She didn't even care that she twisted her wrist when she fell; she immediately got up to look at her older sister. 。Ye Wen had been drifting in and out of consciousness throughout the journey. He would faint for a while and then wake up again. This time, he fell and regained consciousness, but it didn't help him any. 。She was covered in wounds, blood still flowing from the gash on her shoulder. Her already pale face now looked sickly green. Even Dui'er felt that her elder sister resembled a corpse more than a living person. 。“Sister, 。“The little maid was crying so hard. Sister, did you hurt yourself anywhere I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I slipped.” 。"Oh, sister, please bear with me a little longer. We'll be in Lin'an City soon." 。"This was meant to comfort Ye Wen, and also herself." 。"Where are we We should be near Lin'an City by now, but I can't even see a glimpse of it. I'm starting to think I might have taken the wrong path." 。After all, by the time they jumped down from the carriage, the wild horse had already taken many turns, and it was certainly not on the correct route back to town. 。She carried Ye Wen back onto her own back, gritted her teeth and strained with all her might to stand up, but unfortunately, she tried several times without success. 。Ye Wen knew that Zhu'er was exhausted. A fourteen-year-old child, carrying her such a long distance in the snow and ice, it was already difficult to persevere until now. 。She lightly tapped Zhuier and said weakly, "Take my cloak off and lay it on the ground. Then put me on top of it. You hold onto the cloak's hood and drag me away." 。" That won't do, " said Zhuier. "The ground is covered in snow. We wouldn't be able to walk far before my cloak gets soaked. How could I stand that" 。"Then we won't leave, let's find a big tree to shelter from the wind and snow. We'll wait until after midnight, then everything will be fine." 。"Sister, don't talk nonsense. What kind of time will it be over You are ill like this. If you stay still in the wind and snow, I'm afraid you won't even wait until the time of the child before you freeze to death." 。Sister, rest assured. This servant, even if I lay down my life today, will surely bring you back to Lin'an City and into the Yan Hua Palace. 。Though she didn't understand why her sister had to go to Yanhuagong, as long as her sister was involved, she would definitely put it in her heart. 。The girl continued to try and memorize the Night Whisper, this time successfully. Although Night Whisper's feet were still dragging in the snow, it was better than having them drag across her cloak. 。She just kept walking like that, carrying it on her back for several dozen steps. Her legs started to wobble again, and her body swayed precariously, threatening to fall over. 。At that moment, a sound of "pa" came from far behind. It was the sound of the whip hitting the horse. 。Zhui'er almost thought she was hallucinating. She had longed so much for a carriage to come down this road, but from hope to despair, nothing came. 。It was pitch black, and yet there was a carriage She stopped and turned back. The wind and snow were whipping around on this moonless night, and except for the wind and snow, she couldn't see anything. 。But she could hear the wheels crunching in the snow, coming closer and closer. 。The little girl was delighted, and she shouted into the wind and snow, "Stop! Please stop! Save us! Help us!" The carriage slowed down, and the driver reined in his horses with a "whoa!" before bringing it to a halt. 。Suddenly, the tension that had been gripping Zhuier's nerves loosened. She could no longer hold on, collapsing with a thud into the snow. 。But she hugged Ye Wenyan, looking up and pleading with the coachman: "Please do us a favor and give us a ride! My elder sister is seriously ill, we need to return to Lin'an City!" 。Please give us a ride, or at least take my sister with you. 。The driver leaned down and glanced at Ye Wenyan, feeling that the young lady seemed familiar, but it was too dark to see clearly for a moment. 。He asked Zhu'er, "Why are you here Families who can afford maidservants shouldn't be without even a carriage, right"

Zhu'er cried even more pitifully, "We had a carriage, but there was an accident, and only our master and servant are left..." 。Uncle, please be kind and save my sister! As long as you can send her into the city, even the outer city will do! Please, I beg you, I'll bow to you! 。" She'll just keep on going, no matter what. When night falls and the words are all said and done, she kneels down in the snow and bows to the driver." 。The coachman was startled and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, miss. That's impossible! I'm just a servant, how could a servant bow to another servant" 。It doesn't count if I don't bring this sister along, I have to ask my master. 。"Of course Zhu'er understood this, and immediately shouted again from inside the carriage: "Honorable people inside! My elder sister is from Lin'an. My servant and I have fallen on hard times and are currently here. Please, honorable people, help us out! Let your carriage take us a distance. We will kowtow to you!" 。The child's head started bumping against the snow again, *bump* *bump* *bump*, a few times and his forehead was bleeding. 。Ye Wen wanted to pull her over so she wouldn't hit the ground anymore, but Zhuier pushed him away. 。In the young woman's eyes, whether she could live to return to Lin'an City depended on this carriage. Even if she died here today, she would demand that the people in the carriage send her elder sister back. 。Finally, there was movement in the carriage. Someone lifted the window curtain and looked out. The girl couldn't see if the person was male or female, nor what they looked like, but the other party saw her and her master clearly in the snow. 。He uttered a surprised "Eh" and then asked, "Are you from the Duke of Su's mansion" It was a man's voice, calm and gentle, somewhat like Young Master Ye Feiyu, yet more soothing than him. 。 She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and honestly replied: "No" 。"Not" The man questioned, "Isn't that the Consort of Duke Su Night Family's Fourth Sister, she and Duke Su should have gotten married at the beginning of December." 。“Hold on,” said Zhu'er, her voice sharp with alarm. “Who are you It doesn’t matter who you are. We aren’t from the Su Wangfu, and my older sister isn’t the Princess Consort of the Su family.” 。Since you know my elder sister, please do us a favor and give us a ride. The General's Mansion will certainly show its gratitude. 。She was just making things up. There's no way the General's Residence would offer a reward, but her older sister would definitely give one, so it wasn't entirely a lie. 。"Get in the car," the person said, their voice flat, unable to tell if they were willing or not. 。But Zhui'er didn't care whether he was willing or not, anyway, as long as he got on the car, it would be a good result. 。She stood up and hugged Ye Wen tightly. Seeing that she was struggling, the coachman stepped down to help. 。Ke Zhu'er felt that this coachman was a man, and it wasn't appropriate for him to touch her sister like that. So she stepped in and said, "I can handle it myself." 。The coachman was also helpless, but the other party didn't need help, and he didn't need to go out of his way to find trouble. 。So he took a step back, and saw his master getting out of the carriage, having just lifted the curtain. 。 "Grandfather, the wind and snow outside are fierce. What are you doing down here" The man said nothing, only walked a few steps forward, bent down, and scooped up the child who had struggled to get up despite the efforts of everyone else. 。The little girl let out a sigh, seeing the man easily lift her older sister onto the carriage. She didn't say anything more, just followed after them. 。The coachman, without a thought to past grievances, helped her up and said, "My master is Prince Chenwang, he's not a bad person. "> 。"

Zhui'er was stunned. Prince Chen What did Prince Chen mean Was he another son of the late Emperor

The carriage started moving again, this time faster than before

" 。Ye Wenyan leaned against the carriage, his body weak and his eyes struggling to stay open. Yet, he still forced himself to look at the young man in white beside him. 。She heard the coachman's conversation with the little girl, so she took the initiative to speak: "Thank you, Lord Chen Wang, for saving..." 。Dust King Quan Qinghua, twenty-two years old, is the only one of the late emperor's seven sons who does not reside permanently in Kyoto. 。To the west of Northern Qi, there was a country called Guiyue. The country of Guiyue was very large, although not as large as Northern Qi, it was still three-quarters the size of Northern Qi. 。The two countries had fought a battle over three hundred years ago. At first, the Yue Kingdom was hesitant to intervene because Bei Qi had the Emperor's Master, Li Yuan. Although the Yue Kingdom was much stronger militarily than Bei Qi, they were afraid that the Emperor would suddenly lend his aid, which could lead to their annihilation. 。

But then, as they fought, they realized that the Celestial Emperor didn't seem to care much about mortals. So they let loose, and in the end, North Qi was almost helpless against them.

Just when the Gu Yue Kingdom thought they could take down Bei Qi in one fell swoop, thus bringing this continent's largest nation under their control, Emperor Zun Shi Li Yuan stepped in. 。The Imperial Sovereign's homeland, can be conquered and fought, but cannot be taken, nor can it be dishonored. 。The Guiyue Country, under the overwhelming pressure of the Emperor, had no choice but to submit. A peace treaty was negotiated between the two nations, starting a period of alliance. 。Later, I don't know from which generation on, they stopped being related by blood and instead became like exchanging protons, and these protons had to be princes. 。His Royal Highness, the Dust King, Quan Qinghua, was the prince sent to Guiyue Kingdom by the late emperor. Since he left Lin'an City at thirteen years old, until now at twenty, this is his first time back. 。And the reason he was allowed to return was that months ago, Northern Qi had already sent back the hostages from the Kingdom of Guiyue. 。At that time, the old monarch of Guiyue Country was approaching the end of his life. He sent emissaries to request his son return to the capital for a final meeting. 。The former emperor was benevolent and agreed to this request, sending the hostage of the Kingdom of Guiyue back. 。But he did not expect that soon after, he too would meet his demise. The son he had sent away was unable to return in time for the funeral, and he even missed the new emperor's coronation ceremony. 。Ye Wen didn't know about these things; she only remembered that when Quan Qingcheng ascended the throne, he hadn't seen this Fourth Prince. But tonight, she encountered him outside the city, which meant he had been out on a trip and was returning to the capital. 。"Why are you here, covered in wounds" Quan Qinghua looked at her for a while. Seeing blood still flowing from her shoulder, he took out the medicine he always carried and handed it to Zhuai'er, "Treat your elder sister's wounds. If you keep bleeding like this, you won't even make it into the city." 。"Upon hearing this, the little boy was terrified and quickly took the medicine. " 。The medicine is here, but it's winter and the clothes are so thick, how can this be appliedlly. 。"Ji Rong nodded, "Don't worry, master, I will keep an eye on him. The Jiang family's situation is under control for now. That steward wouldn't dare to run away even if he wanted to, after all,...