usatvline Chapter 214 214 Issuing a Mission
Chapter 214 214 Issuing a Mission
Chapter 214, Task Released
Inside the Prince of Nanping's mansion, a gray carrier pigeon fluttered its wings and landed in the pigeon coop. Ye Yingrou heard the sound, slowly walked out of the house, caught the pigeon, and removed the letter tube tied to its leg. But she didn't rush to untie the letter tube; instead, she held it in her hand and turned to walk towards the deepest part of the mansion.
"Hello, Sister Rou."
"May Sister Rou be blessed."
When the servants encountered her on the road, they were walking in a hurry, but when they saw Ye Yingrou, they all stopped and greeted her.
Since An Rong's sudden and inexplicable death, the Nanping Prince's Mansion has been without a mistress in charge. Chunyu Jing's two concubines had originally intended to make some moves, but seeing that Chunyu Jing always had Ye Yingrou by his side and that he entrusted his daily life to Ye Yingrou, and having heard from somewhere that An Rong had seen her before her death, they not only did not take the initiative to provoke her, but also sent many gifts to Ye Yingrou to show their goodwill.
Seeing this, the servants in the Prince's mansion naturally knew who had the most say around Chunyu Jing, and naturally they respected her.
Ye Yingrou enjoyed the submission of the crowd. Although she did not show it on her face, she was very pleased with herself. She raised her head slightly and hummed in agreement, then continued walking without looking back.
Arriving outside Chunyu Jing's bedchamber, Ye Yingrou raised her hand and knocked, asking softly:
"Your Highness, are you awake? Let Rou'er help you get up."
A moment later, Chunyu Jing's deep, languid voice came from inside the room: "Come in."
Ye Yingrou immediately put on a gentle and harmless smile, pushed open the door and went inside.
Chunyu Jing just stood up from the bed. He was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, only a loose long robe over his clothes. His long, ink-black hair was draped down his back, making his skin look even whiter and his eyebrows and eyes even more gloomy and handsome.
Ye Yingrou walked to his side and skillfully helped him change his clothes and style his hair, her movements gentle and considerate, as if she were treating her lover.
Chunyu Jing squinted, enjoying her service. As she moved to the front to fasten his belt, he suddenly pulled her into a hug, hooked her chin with his hand, and smiled suggestively:
"Rou'er, did you sleep well last night? Did you dream of me?"
Ye Yingrou's cheeks immediately turned bright red. She nestled shyly in Chunyu Jing's arms and said reproachfully, "Of course I dreamed about it."
"Oh? I wonder what kind of person I am in Rou'er's dreams?" Chunyu Jing raised an eyebrow.
Ye Yingrou tiptoed and whispered in Chunyu Jing's ear, "Naturally, he is the best man in the world, handsome and elegant, and dashing."
"Dazzling and charming?" Chunyu Jing tightened his grip, and he and Ye Yingrou fell onto the wooden bed together. He pinned Ye Yingrou down with his body, gently hooking one arm around her waist, and asked with a wicked smile, "How dashing?"
Ye Yingrou turned her face to the side shyly, twisting her body almost imperceptibly, and whispered, "Your Highness, please don't tease Rou'er anymore."
"Hiss—" Chunyu Jing gasped, quickly pressing down on her thrashing body, his voice becoming hoarse:
"You disobedient little fox."
The system simultaneously notified Ye Yingrou that Chunyu Jing's affection and favorability towards her had increased. Ye Yingrou smiled even more sweetly, but she didn't intend to let Chunyu Jing succeed. As he unbuttoned her clothes, she opportunely raised her hand, presenting the letter in her palm to Chunyu Jing, and said:
"Your Highness, a letter has arrived from Fuzhou."
Chunyu Jing was ready to go, but was interrupted like this, which made him extremely dissatisfied. However, he did not insist on continuing. He took a deep breath, sat up, and took the letter tube from her hand.
Ye Yingrou tidied her disheveled clothes and hair, went inside to get a candle, and used it to melt the wax seal on the letter tube.
As the sealing wax melted due to the high temperature, Chunyu Jing gently tilted the container, and a secret letter fell out. He frowned slightly, unfolded the letter, and read:
"The Deputy Lord and Ji Linchuan have already left Fuzhou by fast horse and will arrive in the capital soon."
The letter was naturally written by Rong Shiqi, who was clearly more loyal to Ye Yingrou than Ji Hongbo.
"Oh, he actually came back on his own. That's good, it saves me the trouble of sending a carrier pigeon to summon him back to the capital."
After reading the secret letter, Ye Yingrou smiled and said.
Chunyu Jing folded the secret letter and placed it on the candle flame. The letter was quickly lit and burned to ashes in a short while.
"Rou'er, what are your plans?" Chunyu Jing asked.
Ye Yingrou smiled and said, "Why does Your Highness need to ask Rou'er? Ronghua Tower has now completely submitted to Your Highness. The affairs and people of Ronghua Tower are naturally to be decided by Your Highness."
Last night, the Right Chancellor Shi Zhenghan visited, and this result was among the topics they discussed.
"Hmm." Chunyu Jing narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and said, "After Ji Hongbo and Ji Linchuan arrive in the capital, remember to summon them to see me."
"Yes, Your Highness," Ye Yingrou replied. She paused, then added, "However, once they enter the capital, I'm afraid they will no longer obey my orders."
“Heh,” Chunyu Jing laughed, “I knew Rou’er would have a way, didn’t I?”
Ye Yingrou said, "That's for sure."
"Every beginning must have an end. It's time to close the Ronghua Tower case."
Chunyu Jing straightened his clothes, got up, and walked outside. Ye Yingrou followed him and asked, "Your Highness, shall we go for breakfast?"
"Not busy," Chunyu Jing said calmly.
"Does Your Highness have any plans for today? Are you going to the Ministry of Rites?" Ye Yingrou asked considerately.
The morning breeze was slightly chilly, carrying lingering moisture as it brushed against their faces. Chunyu Jing, who had been somewhat sleepy when he left home, was now unusually awakened by the wind. He slightly raised his head, looked at the overcast sky, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Do you still remember what Prime Minister Shi said when he visited last night?"
Ye Yingrou replied, "Rou'er remembers."
"Rou'er, since you are the mistress of Ronghua Tower and have pledged allegiance to me, it's a waste of your talents to always do the work of a maid. I'm sure you're unhappy about it. So, I'll give you a task today, how about it?" After Chunyu Jing finished speaking, he turned to look at Ye Yingrou, a smile playing on his lips.
"I have a mission!" Ye Yingrou was overjoyed and bowed her head, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I will certainly do my best to fulfill your request. What would Your Highness like me to do?"
“Prime Minister Shi said he would meet with the Seventh Prince at Wangjiang Tower today, but I’m still worried,” Chunyu Jing said. “Rou’er, go to the Right Prime Minister’s residence on my behalf and go to Wangjiang Tower with Prime Minister Shi.”
"Yes, Your Highness," Ye Yingrou replied with a smile, then turned and quickly left.
After Ye Yingrou left, Chunyu Jing wandered aimlessly, lost in thought.
With the autumn hunt approaching, the Crown Prince was suddenly exposed for his misdeeds and was confined to his quarters by the Emperor. It was indeed he who was behind this, as revenge for the Crown Prince sending him the Purple Demon Lotus seed, which almost caused him to fall victim to it.
But what happened next was something he hadn't expected. He never imagined that the emperor would rather entrust the autumn hunt to the sixth brother than to him, and that the Ronghua Tower case, which was originally being investigated by the third brother, would be transferred to him midway.
There were gains and losses, so he didn't lose out. But what surprised him most was that Prince Yue would actually try to pull some tricks during the autumn hunt, and even approached Shi Zhenghan for cooperation.
Ah, perhaps after this autumn hunt, the situation in the capital will undergo earth-shattering changes.
Unbeknownst to him, Chunyu Jing walked to the pond in the Prince's mansion where the Purple Demon Lotus had once been planted. He came to his senses, looked at the now empty water, and a faint mockery appeared in his eyes.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the woman who stood there and told him that what was planted in the water was not Wenjun Wangyue, but the Purple Demon Lotus.
Ye Pianran.
The mere thought of that name sent a sharp pang of pain through his heart. Chunyu Jing's expression changed, and he braced himself against the poolside railing, barely managing to steady himself.