Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 149: Sleeping In
At this moment, in the Third Prince Mansion in the Capital City.
In the main hall of the Lingbo Courtyard,
a grand lacquered chair carved with dragons was placed, and sitting upon it was a man.
He had a formidable physique, wearing a long purple robe and a matching golden belt, hair tied up with a golden crown. His eyes were sharp, though his eye corners had quite a few wrinkles.
This was the Third Prince, Prince An.
He was in his early thirties, with a square face, sharp eyes under his vertical brows, a hooked nose, and a mustache—his appearance fierce and menacing. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
After a while, a silent shadow knelt down on the ground.
"Dead."
Though sparing with words, it clearly expressed the point—this was the basic requirement of Prince An’s Hidden Guard.
The Hidden Guard, dressed in black, revealed only a pair of gloomy eyes devoid of any emotion.
Prince An had extremely high standards for his Hidden Guards, selecting one out of ten thousand, intolerant of any flaw, which allowed them to fight a hundred with one and contribute greatly to his future ambition of seizing the throne.
At this moment, his sinister face showed a proud and arrogant smile as he boasted: "Zhao Jun, you only have yourself to blame for not recognizing greatness, rejecting cordiality and accepting punishment; not wiping out your family is already kindness from me."
He was unconvinced that his second brother occupied the throne, thinking he had no imperial demeanor.
In terms of waging wars, he was vastly superior.
Whereas that fool only wrote books and painted, unable to lead Daqing in military matters, and he intended to overturn the dynasty.
He intended to win over Zhao Jun, a playboy, but unexpectedly, Zhao Jun was unappreciative, speaking against him. If Zhao Jun knew the consequences now, who knows what his mood would have been then~
Thinking of this, he laughed heartily, it was a pity for that handsome face.
If Zhao Jun had pledged allegiance, they could have become in-laws, which was not impossible.
He had many daughters of marriageable age.
The night was as dark as ink, the full moon as radiant as light.
The breeze passed through the exquisite pavilions and towers in the mansion, through the quiet and beautiful corridors, turning ripples on the calm lake surface.
A bright green figure walked ahead, followed closely by a maid dressed in pink, carrying a carved ebony tray.
The two slowly arrived at the Lingbo Courtyard.
Li Yuechan, with elegant looks and a graceful figure, approached Prince An and respectfully said, "Father, I learned that you have not slept, so I specially brought assorted honey soup for you to taste."
With a gesture, the maid placed the carved ebony tray on the table, offering the assorted honey soup.
Li Jian impatiently waved his hand, dismissing them by saying, "Uh, just leave it and go."
"Yes."
Li Yuechan dared not delay, putting it down and hastily leaving with the maid.
The two figures quickly blended into the night.
Leaving Prince An alone, who knows what he was thinking about.
*
The rooster crowed, and the sun rose.
Ye Mansion, Qingyi Garden.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The sound of knocking was heard outside the red-lacquered room.
Ignored, the knocking sound intensified.
"Miss, Miss, today is the Lantern Festival. Madam calls for you to get up and go to Longhua Temple to pray, hurry up, don’t linger in bed."
The one knocking outside was Ming Yan.
Chang’an City had just experienced heavy snowfall yesterday, the snow was thick and the cold severe, making one want to lie in the warm and soft bed, reluctant to get up.
This winter seemed colder than last year’s.
Due to this, Ye Zhi’s time spent lingering in bed was unusually long, the fireplace in her room never ceased burning, and she avoided going out as much as possible, no one could persuade her otherwise.
Whenever the Ye Family had something to say, they would personally go to the daughter’s room, saying: How can someone be so afraid of the cold.
Yet letting her be~
