Prince please enthrone

Chapter 288 Capture the clues about you
Before dinner, the prince finally came back.

He was dressed in a black robe, and he walked in a windy manner. His face, which had not rested for several days, was obviously haggard and tired, but his black eyes were still sharp and clear, which made people daunting.

"Why did Your Highness come back so late today? But did you have a clue about Miss Ye?"

In the Warm Pavilion, Wan Yawei prepared dishes for An Ruhui by herself, and asked with a concerned tone.

"It would be great if there is... I don't care how late I am when I am busy," An Ruhui squeezed his glass and drank it down in one gulp, Yingxiu's brows were indescribably gloomy:
"But it's not because of this. Today, my father asked me to pack up and set off for northern Xinjiang as soon as possible."

Wan Yawei thought for a while, then nodded clearly: "Winter is here."

That's right, northern Xinjiang is the most uneasy place in Dayan every winter, even a woman like Wan Yawei who is raised in a deep boudoir knows it.

The territory to the north of Dayan is bordered by Feng Country. Feng Country is an ambitious country, always eyeing Dayan's rich and boundless territory with covetous eyes.

Every year in the winter, when I am free, I like to gather a large number of soldiers and horses and go to the border of Dayan to make trouble.

They are like a group of inhuman beasts, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil. That's why Dayan's northern border is guarded by generals all year round. Even so, those phoenix (crazy) people who are not afraid of anything will occasionally rush to bite The last two bites are annoying.

By the way, the next person in charge of guarding the northern border is An Ruhui's younger brother - An Rufeng.

Dayan has an unwritten rule that the crown prince must go to the bitterly cold northern Xinjiang for two years before he loses his crown. On the one hand, he will gain experience after getting familiar with military affairs; on the other hand, he can stabilize the morale of the army. .

An Ruhui has indeed reached the age to go to northern Xinjiang this year.

But... Ye Lizhi still has no whereabouts at all. The whole city has been blocked and searched several times, but there is still no news at all.

How did this make him feel at ease to go to northern Xinjiang, and he went there for two years?
She hasn't set up harmless little traps one by one, leading her to recognize her feelings for herself bit by bit.

He hasn't told her that he has put aside the past, and decided to still like her as always.

I haven't made it clear to her that marrying Wan Yawei as the crown princess is just a cover-up. In this life, the next life, and every life after life, she is the only person I want to marry!

Not yet... There are too many things that I didn't have time to do, but she just disappeared out of thin air without warning, her whereabouts are unknown, life or death is unknown... He was left here alone, but his heart followed her to nowhere... …

The gold-threaded jade bracelet dazzled his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, Wan Yawei was holding a chopstick of carrot shreds into his small dish.

"Your Highness, I know you are worried about Miss Ye, but the matter of going to northern Xinjiang is a big matter, and you must not be dragged down by your children's affair. How about this, I will stay in the mansion to help you pay attention. Any news will be sent to you as soon as possible, and you can also write it in a letter and bring it back to me, so that it will neither delay business nor personal affairs, how about it?"

This suggestion is good, but An Ruhui still shook his head.

"When I went to Northern Xinjiang, I was separated from her by thousands of mountains and rivers. Why do you want me to abandon her at this time and leave?"

The feeling of depression surged up layer by layer, like a never-ending tide, making him just want to drink one cup after another to get himself drunk.

Worry, longing, worry, anxiety, and all kinds of bad guesses that might happen made him live in torment every moment, and his brows could never be relaxed for a moment.

Even in sleep.

"Then... what should we do? His Highness stayed in the palace for so long today, maybe it's because he and the emperor rejected the matter?"

An Ruhui didn't answer, but just drank the wine to himself.

Wan Yawei knew that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't care, she just tried her best to support her chin to help him remember:

"Something happened on the day we got married, and in a hurry, I didn't care about the many etiquettes. I lifted the hijab, and saw a group of people flying past my head. The first person was holding Miss Ye. His qinggong was surprisingly good. Fly away like a dragonfly."

When mentioning the group who robbed Ye Lizhi, An Ruhui felt angry for a while. Although he led his men to kill most of the opponent's horses, it couldn't dispel the anger in his chest!

The hand holding the cup unconsciously exerted force, and with a snap, the cup was brutally dismembered in the faint rising anger, An Ruhui decisively threw it away, picked up the jug and poured it directly.

Wan Yawei was taken aback, she didn't dare to talk nonsense, and said directly:

"At that time, the other party slipped too fast, and I couldn't see anything clearly, but the material of the clothes was unmistakable. It was the high-quality cloud silk that only people in the royal family could use! The corners seemed to be embroidered with golden phoenixes. Pattern? I’m not sure, I only vaguely feel that it doesn’t look like a dragon. Because I’m not sure, I didn’t tell you, but I can’t help but want to tell you because you don’t have any clue these days…”

"Golden phoenix pattern?" An Ruhui's hand paused.

Every country has its own symbolic patterns. For example, if Da Yan is a dragon, they all embroider dragons on their clothes, and only members of the royal family who can embroider phoenixes on their clothes...

"Feng Kingdom?!"

Wan Yawei nodded, then took out a stack of papers from her sleeve, handed it to him and said:

"When I was dealing with the aftermath, I heard from someone that I found them in Ms. Ye's sedan chair. They were all chess records. Ms. Ye probably brought them with me because she liked playing chess so much. Seeing how busy you are, you didn't have a chance to give them to me." You, here, now you can finally hand them over to someone who can entrust them to you~"

While taking it, An Ruhui tried hard to think back, when did Ye Lizhi love chess so much that he wanted to put it in the sedan chair when he got married?

"These things were originally placed in a small wooden box, and they look very precious. Your Highness must be careful to keep them, otherwise Miss Ye will be sad if she can't find them when she comes back." Wan Yawei was extremely considerate explain.

The marriage contract between her and An Ruhui is based on "mutual assistance and mutual benefit", and she knows a lot about the affairs between An Ruhui and Ye Lizhi, and she likes the "scheming and tricks" that An Ruhui talks about. 'But I don't follow the little girl who loves the vanity.

The two had brief contact during the days when they were studying etiquette in the palace before their wedding.

At that time, Ye Lizhi didn't know about the "secret agreement" between her and An Ruhui. As An Ruhui's side concubine, she could have been jealous or sneering at her "princely wife" who had only a name.

What I didn't expect was that the other party knew how to advance and retreat and understood etiquette so that no one could find any mistakes. Even the most demanding mother in the palace was full of praise!
Because of this, Wan Yawei admired and respected her even more.

Borrowing the comfortable and bright candlelight in the warm pavilion, An Ruhui carefully looked at the only thing left by Ye Lizhi.

The pictures one after another are indeed black and white pieces on the board. The strange thing is that every picture is won by the white piece. What is even more strange is that the black pieces on each picture are cleverly laid out. Except for the path that the white piece kills, There is no way to start anywhere else!

(End of this chapter)