Chapter 48: Seizing the Handle

  Qīngténg immediately composed himself and went forward, but when he saw Yánlíng Jūn coming in, he subconsciously froze.

  "Wait - Lord Yanling!" Qingteng said, and let out a breath of relief, hastily saying, "My family's young miss has fainted, please, sir, take a look at her quickly."

  Although she didn't know what kind of person Yanling Jun was, he wouldn't expose his own county lord's daughter.

  Yanling Jun smiled slightly and nodded his head as he walked away.

  Qingteng took out her own handkerchief and covered it over Chu Yan's wrist, so that even the palace maid didn't need to be dismissed.

  Yanling Jun pressed two fingers on Chu Zhenyang's wrist to take her pulse, his expression calm and composed. After a while, he said, "The county master is only fainting due to excessive fright. It's best to let her rest for two days and carefully nurse her back to health. She must not be stimulated again in the near future."

  "Yes, I understand." Qingteng replied.

  The palace maid next to him then asked: "May I ask, sir, when will the young mistress wake up?"

  Luoyi Queen was most concerned about this.

  "You have someone go to the Taiyi Bureau to fetch the silver needle, and I will help the county master's daughter unblock her meridians and she will come around." Yanling Jun said, instructing casually, "Also bring over a brush and ink, so that this official can leave behind a prescription."

  The palace maid hastily went to report to Empress Luo and replied in a submissive tone: "Yes, please wait for a moment, I'll go get it."

  Having finished speaking, he bowed his head and backed out of the room.

  The palace maid left, and Chu Xiangyang opened her eyes and sat up.

  Qingteng hastily said, "I'll go get a pen and ink."

  Having said that, he didn't even wait for Chu Moyang's consent and ran away as if escaping.

  Yanling Jun's smile at the corner of his eyes and eyebrows did not diminish, he only said, "Tuoba Huai has a wild ambition, he can distinguish between light and heavy, this play I will cooperate with you to perform."

  Chu Nanyang looked at the smile on his face and averted her gaze, "So it seems I owe you another favor."

  "It doesn't matter," said Lord Yanyang, "as long as you're happy."

  Chu Youyang was taken aback, and indeed it was somewhat unexpected.

  In his past life, Yanling Jun was also as cunning and skilled in dance as he is now. Occasionally, at palace banquets, even Chu Lingyin would carefully follow his facial expressions when interacting with him. She had always thought that he was a person with an extremely strong desire for control, so it was truly surprising to hear him say something like this.

  Yanling Jun noticed her stunned expression but didn't make any further explanation.

  Then, from outside, Qingteng shouted loudly, "Your Highness Wu, how did you come here?"

  "The king has come to visit the Marquis of Xunyang, please inform him." said Tuoba Huai.

  Qīng téng reluctantly agreed and slowly walked inside.

  Chu Youyang glanced at Yanling Jun and said, "Qing Luan seems to be injured. Would you mind helping me take a look at her?"

  "Good!" Lord Yanling stood up and adjusted his robe.

  The green vine outside had already walked in with a displeased expression, saying, "Young Mistress, the fifth prince of Mobei has come to visit you while you're ill. Just look at his attitude, it's as if he's certain that Young Mistress is fine."

  Chu Youyang threw off his covers and got out of bed, instructing, "Let him come in!"

  Tuoba Huai'an arrived just in time, which saved her from having to look for him again.

  Yanling Jun smiled and walked out first.

  Tuoba Huai'an was already feeling depressed and anxious, and upon hearing the footsteps inside, he suddenly collected his thoughts and looked over.

  Two people, four eyes locked in a gaze, Yanling Jun's smile, with the corners of his lips raised, was as unrestrained as before, but the more one looked at him, the more they felt an unfathomable depth.

  And this inexplicable gaze made Tuoba Huai's uneasy emotions even more intense.

  "Is Yanling Daren and Junyang County Master doing well?" Taizhen settled his mind and asked.

  "It's natural." Yanling Jun said calmly, surprisingly straightforward.

  His lips curled up in an awkward arc, but Tuoba Huai'an suddenly changed color, and in an instant his face sank like water, full of vigilance.

  Yanling Jun's footsteps slightly paused as he passed by, and with a tone of playful curiosity, he said, "Relatively speaking, arranging a marriage that would make the other party resentful and hateful, compared to the Eighth Princess who is devoted to you wholeheartedly, which one do you think has more benefits and drawbacks? You should have already made up your mind, right? Don't keep the princess waiting, please go ahead!"

  Tuoba Huai'an's heart suddenly contracted violently, and his eyes were boiling with murderous intent, almost losing control on the spot.

  After suppressing for a while, he finally forced out a cold smile and said, "The king's affairs are none of your concern."

  Having spoken, he strode into the side hall with big steps.

  "This remark by Yanling Jun is absolutely not an idle threat, it's a clear intimidation!"

  Who is this person? How can he suddenly see through me?

  How despicable!

  Tuoba Huai's anxious heart was somewhat calmed as he walked in, but when he saw Chu Youyang standing leisurely in the hall waiting for him, all he could do was force a bitter smile.

  This battle, he had not started fighting yet already lost.

  This is a doomed game, and no one can change it.

  "Your Highness!" Taking a deep breath, Tuoba Huai bowed his head and made a courtesy.

  "Your Highness!" Chu Xiangyang nodded, not bothering to exchange pleasantries, and directly said, "I've already guessed the purpose of Your Highness's visit. I'll suppress this matter, firstly because of Sixth Princess's request, and secondly, also considering Your Highness's and the King of Mobei's face. Now that I've shown such great sincerity, Your Highness won't refuse my kindness, will you?"

  She didn't mind helping Tuoba Yunji again, but it was just a convenient opportunity.

  Although he tried his best to control himself, Tuoba Huai'an's face still couldn't help but change color, clenching his fists and forcing a smile: "The princess is being too serious, today I let you be startled, tomorrow the young king will definitely come to visit——"

  If he had only valued Chu Yunyang's identity before, then after today's incident, he actually admired the woman's courage and wisdom greatly.

  "Your Highness, if you don't understand my meaning, I won't mind making it clearer. Chu Jiu Yang interrupted before he could finish speaking, "Your Highness, this visit is to form a Qin-Jin alliance with our dynasty. My father dotes on his daughters and will not permit us sisters to marry far away under any circumstances. To avoid unnecessary trouble and prevent awkwardness later on, I'll take the liberty of speaking on my father's behalf: he welcomes this alliance with the North, but regarding the choice of person... please forgive me, don't consider our East Palace in your selection."

  Tuoba Huai'an wanted to gloss over it, but she didn't agree.

  The current situation in Mobei is chaotic, and it's not just her, even Chu Yuening and the others absolutely cannot get involved.

  Tuoba Huai'an's temples throbbed violently, while Chu Youyang didn't even give him any leeway to turn around.

  Looking at the smiling face of the woman in front of him, Tuoba Huai'an was very clear that he had no capital to haggle with Chu Sunyang now, because ——

  Yanling Jun has already taken control of his handle, and he can only compromise on this path.

  "Good!" After a long while, Tuoba Huai finally squeezed out a word from between his teeth and turned to leave.

  By the way

  "Right, after marrying a wife, it's none of our female lead's business anymore. We can just sit on the side, drink tea, crack melon seeds and watch comedies. Tuoba Huai An is also taking his pig-like opponent to the battlefield. Certain Lan only wants to say: Good luck to you, buddy! May the Lord bless you!"