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San Chun was intentional; this Young Master Rong had an expression like an old man at night, which really did not match his actual age. However, what she said was her true feelings; she indeed wanted him, wanted him to serve the Yan Kingdom.
Young Master Rong was exceptionally talented, with a calm demeanor, neither arrogant nor impatient, and he had high military acumen, almost on par with Dong Cheng of the Wei Kingdom. If the Yan Kingdom could recruit someone like him as a strategist, it would surely help them out of trouble if war broke out in the future.
She didn't even know what she was thinking. She was a person of Zhong Xue and should prioritize him above all else, but she was also a Yan person, a member of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. The fall of her country would be a deep pain for her.
Although she knew that this day would likely come sooner or later, she hoped it would be later rather than sooner. She just wished to delay it until after her death because she really did not want to have to choose between Zhong Xue and the Yan Kingdom in the end. Of course, if she lived longer than Zhong Xue and Uncle Qi, that would be another matter.
Young Master Rong took a while to regain his composure and sighed, "Do you think I can take you as joking?"
"It's not a joke." Her expression was extremely serious, clearly startling him again.
"Are you serious?"
She nodded, "Of course."
"Then I will agree to you."
Young Master Rong's expression also became serious.
San Chun was taken aback; if Zhong Xue heard this, they would surely feel emotional while unfastening their clothes, wondering why a woman like her was so eager to give herself. If Ji Xun were here, he would definitely blush deeply and tell her not to make such jokes.
But regarding Young Master Rong, she suddenly felt that she did not understand him well; at this moment, she couldn't guess whether he was joking or serious.
Young Master Rong looked at her for a moment before suddenly tugging at the golden belt around his waist, as if intending to loosen it. Just when she thought he might unfasten his clothes, he suddenly shyly covered his face. When he finally let go of his hand, his expression had turned extremely serious as he said, "Alright, joke aside; let's get serious. What do you want?"
San Chun was stunned by his demeanor; should she present the postures of both Zhong Xue and Ji Xun simultaneously?
This person was indeed quite interesting.
She smiled and said, "I want to recommend you to the King. The military of Yan has not been doing well in recent years; not only is the discipline poor, but the soldiers' combat effectiveness is lacking, and this is due to the incompetence of the commander. Taking advantage of the recent opportunity with the Yan Army attacking Chu, it’s a good chance to rectify the military discipline. I want to entrust this task to you."
Young Master Rong was slightly surprised. "You can influence the King of Yan's thoughts?"
San Chun nodded. "Although I can't tell you why, he will listen to me. You are also a Yan person; surely you don't want to see Yan plagued by internal strife and external threats, eventually becoming someone else's prey?"
Young Master Rong was indeed a bit tempted. He had ambitions but was hindered by his poor health and disability, making it impossible for him to serve in the court. Suddenly hearing that she wanted to hand over the entire Yan Army to him made him eager to try.
He also wanted to showcase his abilities and test his talents.
He smiled and said, "If you can truly persuade the King, I would be willing to offer my assistance."
"Then it's settled," she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Quick, bring out your best tea and wine to toast our benefactor!"
Young Master Rong found it somewhat amusing; such an unrestrained and carefree woman made it hard for him to imagine her having any connection with the King of Yan.
The two enjoyed their drinks and had a good time.
However, after the joy and laughter, they still had to face reality.
San Chun could avoid Uncle Qi for a while, but not forever; she would eventually have to get off the carriage to eat. Even if she could eat inside, she would still need to get down for other necessities.
A person who only eats without relieving themselves is not human; that's a Pixiu. Even if one could go without eating or relieving themselves, sleep was still necessary, right? She couldn't possibly sleep in that cramped carriage with Young Master Rong. Even if she were willing, he certainly wouldn't be. He had already warned her seriously that if she ever made any more nonsensical jokes again, he would no longer consider her a friend.
San Chun felt a slight fear towards this disabled young master and truly didn't dare to tease him casually. So she adhered strictly to the habit of getting off the carriage when needing to use the restroom or sleep. And whenever she got off the carriage, she inevitably encountered Uncle Qi.
Just like now, when the carriage stopped at an inn, as soon as she jumped down from the vehicle, he was already waiting outside with a smile.
"But I really need to relieve myself," he said with a slight smirk that immediately made one feel exasperated.
San Chun gritted her teeth and couldn't help but sigh; it's not a good thing when someone knows you too well.
Zhong Xue was like the worm in her belly; he knew everything she thought. Ji Xun was her close friend, and they often shared a deep connection. What she thought, he could think at the same time; otherwise, they wouldn't have developed feelings for each other due to their shared interests.
Now there was another person, her brother's Uncle Qi, who, having spent so much time together, understood her certain physiological needs far too well.
She forced a smile and teased him, "I'm going to the restroom; do you want to come along?"
Surprisingly, Uncle Qi nodded, "That would be fine."
He seriously followed her as they walked to the restroom. When they reached the door, he even pretended to want to enter with her.
San Chun was speechless. At that time, he was also clingy with her, but he wouldn't actually go into the restroom with her, right? Her personal Eunuch had strongly advised her never to go to the restroom with anyone; otherwise, she might end up being cornered by him in a stall.
She entered the restroom, and Uncle Qi truly stood guard outside, his expression focused on the door.
Perhaps stimulated by his gaze, she suddenly felt an overwhelming urge and found that she had never been so quick or relieved while using the restroom in her life. She almost ran out and hurried onto the carriage.
A faint chuckle came from behind; she knew it was Qi but didn't dare turn around or even glare at him. When did this sister of hers get pushed to such a point by her brother?
It was noon, and they were only staying at this inn for a meal before continuing their journey afterward.
Since she didn't dare get off the carriage again, San Chun had her meal inside.
Young Master Rong looked at her as she returned in a daze and laughed heartily.
He deliberately teased her, "It's fine for me since I'm not well; what are you afraid of? Why won't you get off to eat?"
San Chun sighed; she didn't even know what she was afraid of. She just felt scared whenever she saw Uncle Qi. It was as if something was about to happen that she needed to avoid.
Young Master Rong looked at her fearful expression and couldn't help but smile again, advising, "You really can't hide forever. You might as well face it openly. I can see that this king has deep feelings for you; why not consider him?"
San Chun wished she could just crash into something right now. If even he could see it, then it proved that what she felt was not an illusion. Qi truly had special feelings for her. What should she do? Should she directly refuse? He hadn't said anything yet; would it be bad to reject him?
For the first time in her life, she was troubled over a man. If it were Zhong Xue, she would definitely tell him "no" loudly, although Zhong Xue would most likely respond with "you will want him."
Even Ji Xun wouldn't be so conflicted, but who could blame him for being her brother? She was afraid of making him sad and didn't want him to feel even the slightest bit of heartache.
At this moment, the servants brought in Dishes and Wine, all of which were San Chun's favorites.
The two began to eat in the carriage. Young Master Rong seemed very happy, casually chatting with her while they ate.
Due to his physical condition, he had rarely conversed with others; San Chun was the first person he could talk to so much. In his eyes, she was his best friend. With her accompanying him on this journey, he didn't feel lonely at all.
Just when San Chun was feeling down and needed his comforting words, they kept each other company, and their days passed happily.
After traveling for a while, they finally arrived at the capital of Yan Kingdom. Young Master Rong still had business to attend to with his caravan and would not be able to continue with San Chun from here.
He looked at San Chun apologetically, conveying the message that "it's time for you to get off."
San Chun felt reluctant—not because she didn't want to part with him, but because she didn't want to leave the carriage. Once she got off, she would have to face Qi, and right now she had no idea how to confront him.
She gritted her teeth and thought, he's not a tiger; he can't eat her alive.
As she got out of the carriage and looked up, Uncle Qi was already standing outside waiting for her. His carriage curtain was lifted high, as if inviting her into a trap.
San Chun hesitated for a moment before hearing him say, "Get in the car; I've been waiting for you for a long time."
All this time, she had been trying to avoid him and even refrained from talking to him, yet he had not complained once. He just silently watched her, quietly stood by her side, and tolerated her capriciousness—just like before when she protected him and accepted her flaws.
She suddenly felt a pang of reluctance in her heart and softly said, "You don't need to do this."
"Perhaps I don't need to for others, but you are not others," Uncle Qi smiled.
Indeed, she was not others; he was the closest person to her and also the one who brought her the most joy. He would willingly do anything for her.
He extended his hand in front of her and said, "Get in the car."
Under his quiet gaze, San Chun couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Finally, she hesitated and reached out her hand.
He took her hand and helped her into the carriage. They sat together in the spacious carriage as it passed through the wide Market and drove into the tall palace.
Upon entering the Yen Kingdom Palace again, San Chun was so delighted that she almost jumped up. She was familiar with every hall, every brick and tile, and every corner here.
There were magnificent halls adorned with gold and jade, as well as exquisite pavilions and towers. The garden also housed many famous ancient buildings, such as the Golden Mountain Pavilion and Wenjin Pavilion... there were countless sights to behold. Lush trees concealed the red and green glazed rooftops and vermilion palace walls. This was her birthplace!
Uncle Qi took her to see the place where she used to live. Every blade of grass and tree remained just as it was, just like when she was sent to Chu as a hostage; everything here had been protected by him. He had done an excellent job keeping this place safe.
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