On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 1392 Yun Heng appears again
Wenren Yuyun said calmly, "The eldest princess and I went to the palace just now. It happened that the father-in-law Qian came back to deliver the order to Yan Su. He said that Yan Su refused to accept the order and became seriously ill because of it."

Wei Junzhuo's eyes flashed slightly. Is Qin Yansu sick?
Qin Yinyuan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? There is still this matter. So what does the emperor say?"

Wen Renyu smiled softly, "The emperor has always doted on Yan Su. Hearing that he was ill, quite seriously, he finally relented and allowed him to cancel the marriage at the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Later, the eldest princess and I went to Wangchen Mansion to visit him and found that he was indeed in bad condition. I think he was also worried about this marriage."

The engagement is broken off, that's a good thing.

Wei Junzhuo lowered his head to drink tea, his thin lips curled up.

Qin Yinyuan also chuckled, but there was an intriguing coldness in his dark and unwarm eyes, "I didn't expect that he actually broke off the engagement with Jiang Zhiyao."

"Brother Huang is doting on his son too much, but it's okay. Since he doesn't have to get married now, he should go to the battlefield earlier."

"Nowadays, news of defeat comes repeatedly from the front line. The prince is not capable enough and is not qualified to command the three armies. Yan Su is capable and capable. If he takes over now, he may be able to turn things around."

Wen Renyu's eyes darkened, and there was a rare complexion on his handsome and steady face.

In just a moment, he regained his composure and looked at Qin Yinyuan meaningfully.

"It is certainly a good thing to let Yan Su go to the battlefield and regain his strength, but I remember that the emperor's brother has a soft spot for Princess Minghuang of Daxia. If we really go to full-scale war with Xiye, Daxia's side will definitely be the first It’s time to rush to Xiye’s aid, let’s not say whether Yan Su can return with a great victory. Before that, the emperor’s brother and Princess Minghuang may really become enemies, aren’t you afraid?”

The corners of Qin Yinyuan's lips curved in an intriguing way, and a look of determination suddenly flashed across his dark eyes.

"Now that I have Miss Meng, why do I have to guard Nan Wanyan, who has my own heart?"

"In the face of war, the love between children is not worth mentioning. If necessary, I can kill her with my own hands."

When Wei Junzhuo heard this, his eyes darkened slightly.

My uncle is really a ruthless character, he can even kill his sweetheart.

Wen Renyu half-squinted his eyes, but Qin Yinyuan glanced at him and asked, "Why did the consort suddenly think of asking this king about this?"

Wen Renyu quickly returned to normal and chuckled calmly, "I'm just afraid that the war is coming, and that the emperor brother has obsessions in his heart."

"Now that you have let go of the past, I have nothing more to say."

There was nothing wrong with Wei Junzhuo's handsome face.

He doesn't care whether there is a war or not, but it doesn't necessarily matter to Qin Yansu. His true identity is the Emperor of the West. If he regains his memory one day and knows that he personally attacked his country, who knows if he will collapse?
Furthermore, if he completely recovers his memory, Tiansheng will be in chaos.

While they were thinking, the rich fragrance of milk floated into the main hall, and the three men were stunned, and saw Nan Wanyan and the eldest princess returning with freshly baked golden pastry, smiling.

When Qin Yinyuan saw that Nan Wanyan was obedient and did not run away, he smiled with satisfaction and said in a gentle tone, "I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect it to be cured so quickly."

The eldest princess smiled and put down the golden milk cake, "Qianqian learns quickly, and I will teach you quickly."

Nan Wanyan's pretty face turned slightly red, "The eldest princess is so ridiculous. My daughter is not good at learning. Thanks to the eldest princess's careful guidance, I was able to make this golden milk cake."

Wei Junzhuo looked at Nan Wanyan's hypocritical look and shook his fan, feeling quite disgusted.

Next time, he must not appear at home with Meng Qianqian at the same time.

He looked at Qin Yinyuan and said with a smile: "Uncle, try it."

Nan Wanyan knowingly handed Qin Yinyuan a piece of pastry. Qin Yinyuan glanced at Nan Wanyan, took it and took a bite, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Miss Meng is really good at her craftsmanship. She only learned it for a while, and she can make it so delicious, sweet but not greasy, and it melts in your mouth."

Nan Wanyan felt that he definitely didn't mean to praise her, he was just in a good mood to see that she didn't run away.

"It's all taught well by the princess."

The eldest princess smiled, "That's right, I am taught by my consort. I am good at learning, so I am good at teaching others."

Wen Renyu smiled lightly, but Qin Yinyuan snorted, with a hint of inquiry hidden in his half-squinted fox eyes.

"The taste is indeed good, but I have eaten this snack in Daxia before. It is also a specialty of Daxia, but it is not called Golden Rusu, but another name. I don't know when the prince consort learned how to make it. It is also very good. have eaten."

After finishing speaking, Nan Wanyan raised her eyes slightly and looked at the eldest princess and the consort.

She had never eaten this pastry in Daxia, but it was exactly the same as her mother's. She had wanted to ask the prince-in-law who he learned it from and if it was possible that he knew her mother.

It's just that I missed it before, but I didn't expect that Cheng Shuyuan would mention this matter today.

The smile on the eldest princess's face faded slightly, and Wen Renyu met Qin Yinyuan's gaze and responded with a generous smile.

"To be honest, I learned this golden milk cake in Daxia. I was taught by a woman who looks like a fairy." Qin Yinyuan's eyes deepened a little, "I see."

Nan Wanyan's pupils were shocked, and she almost lost her grip on the golden pastry in her hand.

She stared at Wen Renyu for a moment, seriously doubting that the "fairy-looking heroine" he mentioned was her mother.

Does he really know his mother?

She forced herself to calm down, "So, the relationship between the consort and the woman seems to be very good?"

Wen Renyu glanced at Nan Wanyan and said, "It's just a casual acquaintance."

Isn’t that just unfamiliarity?

Nan Wanyan's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

No one noticed that Princess Qingci's face was already a little ugly when she mentioned this matter, but she didn't say much.

When it was lunch time, Princess Qingci took Nan Wanyan's hand and said enthusiastically, "It's already this hour. Qianqian should stay and finish lunch before leaving."

Before Nan Wanyan could speak, Qin Yinyuan stared at the eldest princess with a cold smile.

"Thank you, Sister Huang, for your kindness. Unfortunately, I and Miss Meng have other things to do, so I won't disturb you for now."

This guy clearly doesn't want her to stay outside any longer!

Nan Wanyan was angry in her heart, but she was obedient and smiled at the eldest princess, "That's true. I will come visit you again when I have the chance next time."

The eldest princess looked at Qin Yinyuan, then at Nan Wanyan, and sighed helplessly.

"Well, if that's the case, I won't force you to stay."

After the two left, the eldest princess' smiling face suddenly sank. She looked at the quiet and elegant Wen Renyu and couldn't help but tighten her lips.

She called her servants and handed him the letter Nan Wanyan had given her, "Send it to the Tutor's Mansion immediately and don't let anyone see it."

After saying that, she returned to the house expressionlessly.

Wei Junzhuo frowned, not quite sure what was going on, but he also knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly stood up.

"Father, the child will leave first."

Wen Renyu smiled slightly, "Yeah."

The front hall became quiet, but he did not go back to the house with the eldest princess, but went to his yard.

The aroma of medicine overflows here, and the furnishings in the house are extremely simple and elegant.

Wen Renyu took off his outer robe and put it on the screen. Without saying a word, he took out the medicinal cup and ground the medicinal materials carefully.

The serious look on his face was extremely attractive, as if he was immersed in his own world and no one could disturb him.

The sunlight happened to shine through the front door, clearly outlining his profile, and reflected a hazy halo on the white cloth of the wooden desk.

There is a portrait hanging above the wooden desk facing Wen Renyu. The canvas is a little yellowed, and you can vaguely see the woman in the painting wearing a long dress of water rose color, with a graceful figure and a bright and open smile.

At this time, there was a "creak" sound from the door.

Wen Renyu glanced sideways and saw muddy shoes stepping on the threshold as he entered the house with strange and heavy steps.

He sighed and looked at the person who came, "Why is it so dirty?"

The man raised his hand dully, revealing a large wound, and said nothing.

Wen Renyu frowned, but did not complain, "Is your hand injured again?"

The man just stood there motionless, with his head lowered, making it difficult to see his face. His tall figure blocked most of the sunlight, and he smelled strongly of blood.

Wen Renyu sighed and stood up, pulled him to the bedside and sat down, and said seriously, "You must continue to treat your illness, and don't run around anymore."

He casually took a piece of clean white cloth, held up the man's face like a child, and wiped it carefully, "Try to get better. It's probably not your intention to be a walking zombie all the time. You are a living person, not a monster. "

Wen Renyu helped him scrub clean, just as a gust of wind passed through the room, lifting the broken hair on the man's forehead, revealing Yun Heng's expressionless face...

(End of this chapter)