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"I was just saying a word to him, and you seem quite protective of him," Sang Qingxiao replied with a smile. "To be honest, the Great Yu Emperor must be eager for a result as well. Haven't those ministers you brought along been urging you?"
"It's precisely because I've been bothered by their nagging that I've come to hide here," she admitted. "However, their attention isn't solely on me; they are currently retracing their steps to find my Prince."
Seeing her reluctance to leave, Qi Xiaomian had questions of her own. "How's the search going over at Dayu?"
"We have clear leads indicating they've crossed the border. The Court has stirred up trouble again. Our ministers in Dayu, unlike those in Great Jing, are less rational and more warlike; they're all clamoring for war."
"Yes, I've heard that there have already been several minor skirmishes at the border."
Sighing, Huayang Master lamented, "War is a waste of resources and lives."
"Since the Lord has compassion, we should focus all our energy on the case at hand," Yongxin Marquis interjected. "This war cannot be fought."
"The Great Yu Emperor never allows princesses to participate in political affairs," Huayang remarked, his expression turning serious. "Naturally, this weakens their understanding of governance. I wonder where this confidence in military decision-making comes from!"
Huayang's demeanor shifted to one of authority as he questioned Yongxin Marquis. "Are you mocking me?"
Qi Xiaomian refused to concede. "It's just a normal inquiry; the Lord seems a bit too sensitive."
"I say there won't be a war, and there won't be one! The two sides at the border are merely testing each other. Such probing can reveal both sides' strengths and readiness for battle. If we remain stagnant, the military's strength and cohesion will gradually dissipate."
That was indeed a perceptive statement. Qi Xiaomian chose not to respond, and the two at the table fell silent, each absorbed in their own thoughts as if looking down on one another.
At that moment, Sang Qingxiao served Huayang a bowl of chicken soup and urged her to drink it.
Huayang grinned at Qi Xiaomian with bared teeth, savoring the soup slowly.
Feeling displeased, Qi Xiaomian asked Sang Qingxiao, "What about mine? I've been even more exhausted than she has these days."
The soup was filled with red dates and goji berries—nourishing for girls—so what was she so greedy for?
Their banter turned into a lighthearted quarrel, soft yet playful enough that anyone listening might think they were flirting.
Though they were indeed arguing softly, it sounded like playful banter to others. After hearing them, Huayang felt uneasy; after finishing her soup, fatigue washed over her, leaving her in a daze.
Sang Qingxiao noticed the shift in atmosphere and fell silent. Qi Xiaomian followed her gaze to see Huayang looking dazed.
She must have taken some medicine; Old Vine's product works wonders instantly.
I thought you cared about her more and more.
Tsk, look at you being so sour. Sang Qingxiao shot him a glance. I just appreciate her whimsical ideas a bit and have shown a little concern for her, that's all.
We should get serious. Do you have any questions for her? If you ask, she will surely answer without holding back.
Qi Xiaomian's eyes brightened slightly. When did Old Vine start making this kind of medicine?
The notes on the medications from Succubus Mei'er and Kong Sheng are quite impressive. Old Vine has been quite inspired lately, creating all sorts of strange and unusual medicines.
This Huayang Master has some schemes; they are plotting against us, which makes me uneasy. Moreover, conflicts have been rising along the border. We know the reasons behind it and have been responding to the subsequent changes in a timely manner.
Will she know after she wakes up?
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