OBS Chapter 212 Should We Be So Cautious?
Chapter 212 Should We Be So Cautious?
After thinking about it, Yan Mobai took out a wig from the drawer.
That day, he went up the mountain dressed as Master Yikong. He originally planned to wear a mask and a wig, but the wig looked too fake on his head, so he had to give it up and dyed his hair gray instead.
He pulled out a white hair from the wig and looked at it on the white rice paper.
The hair is a little long and still quite eye-catching.
He took the scissors again and cut off about half an inch of the hair, then placed it on the white rice paper.
Well, not obvious anymore.
He picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a note referring to the "Wan Zi Jie".
When the ink dried, he put the half-inch long white hair on the note, rolled up the note, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and let it fly.
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Ning Miao was a little surprised when he saw the carrier pigeon.
This time I got back quickly.
I guess that’s why she only replied with “hmm”.
He was anxious.
Raising her eyebrows, she took the small bamboo tube off the pigeon's leg and went back to her room.
He sat down at the table, poured out the note from the small bamboo tube and unfolded it.
Sure enough, there are quite a lot of words, and they are densely packed.
My guess is that it was either a three-word explanation to myself or a one-word accusation to her.
After she checked the "Wan Zi Jie" and found out that it was not the case.
[Did you see a half-inch long white hair in this letter? Just in case, just in case, we will put a small piece of white hair in the note when we communicate in the future. If the hair is there when you receive the letter, it means the letter is safe. If the hair is not there, it means that the letter has been intercepted and read.]
Ning Miao immediately went to look for the piece of white hair he mentioned.
When she received the letter just now, she didn't know about this, so she didn't pay any attention to it. She unfolded the note as usual, and she didn't know where the small piece of white hair fell.
After searching for a long time, my eyes were sore from looking, and finally I found the small piece of white hair on the ground at my feet.
It's a little short, luckily the floor was clean, otherwise it would be hard to see.
Of course, only if it is hard to see will it not attract the attention of the person who intercepts the letter.
But, do we need to be so cautious?
Ning Miao frowned.
She knew that Yan Mobai was an extremely cautious person, but being so cautious also showed that his current situation, or the situation he was facing, was serious.
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Ning Miao replied quickly.
When Yan Mobai received the letter, he was not in a hurry to take it out. He sat down at the table first, moved away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and then carefully poured out the note from the small bamboo tube.
Then unfold it carefully.
The small piece of white hair fell on the table.
He curled his lips.
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Another month has passed and the weather has turned colder.
When Prince Ning arrived at Fuxue Garden, Lan Ying was padding Xiaoying's cat cage with soft cotton in the yard.
Seeing Prince Ning coming, he quickly put down what he was holding and went to greet him, "Your Highness."
"Where is your master? I saw his carriage parked at the gate of the mansion."
"Your Highness, the lord has gone to the front hall. The Marquis wants to see him about something." Lan Ying replied respectfully.
King Ning nodded: "Then I will wait for him."
As he spoke, Prince Ning walked towards the pavilion in the courtyard.
Lan Ying immediately stepped forward and laid a cushion on the stone bench in the pavilion.
Prince Ning lifted his robe and sat down, and Lan Ying picked up the kettle and poured him a glass of water.
"I will go and inform the Lord."
"Well," Prince Ning said, drinking tea from the cup, "Where's Chi Feng?"
"Your Highness, Chi Feng has gone out to buy something."
Blue Shadow leaves.
Prince Ning drank tea from the cup.
After taking two sips and glancing at the gate of Fuxue Garden, he put down the cup in his hand, stood up, quickly walked down the pavilion and went to the wing room.
If there is anything in this world that is Yan Mobai's weakness, it might be that woman.
After entering the wing room, King Ning looked around but did not find any women's belongings.
As he turned around and prepared to leave, he suddenly noticed that one of the cupboards was locked, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Only that cupboard has a lock.
He stepped forward immediately.
Grasping the lock and pulling it, he peered through the gap between the two doors.
The light was dim and the field of vision was very small, so it was hard to see clearly. It seemed to be some clothes and sundries, but there was one thing that was very eye-catching.
Because the colors are bright and it is placed on top.
It was a pair of small tiger-head shoes.
Tiger-head shoes for babies!
His eyes darkened, he let go, and quickly walked out of the room.
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When Yan Mobai came back, Prince Ning was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.
"Your Highness." Yan Mobai went up to the pavilion and bowed.
King Ning pointed to the stone bench opposite him and motioned for him to sit down.
Lan Ying also placed a cushion on the stone bench.
Yan Mobai lifted his robe and sat down: "But what did the emperor say?"
After the morning court session, Emperor Zhaoqing summoned all the princes to the imperial study, presumably because he had something to discuss.
King Ning placed the cup in his hand on the stone table in front of him, shook his head and sighed.
"No, I was just talking about the Lidong family dinner."
Yan Mobai was not too surprised.
According to his recent observations, Emperor Zhaoqing should not have any plans to appoint a crown prince for the time being.
"What do you think father meant?" asked Prince Ning.
Yan Mobai looked at him with mixed feelings.
"In fact, Your Highness, there is no need to rush. We just need to take our time and wait for the flowers to bloom. Sooner or later, the throne of the Eastern Palace will belong to Your Highness."
Prince Ning sneered.
"It will be mine sooner or later?" He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How can you tell that it will be mine sooner or later? He didn't give it to me at the best time, which means he won't give it to me at all."
Yan Mobai pursed his lips, looked into his eyes, and spoke slowly.
"The emperor may have been afraid of the Yuan army behind your highness before, but now that the princess has passed away, your highness' close relationship with the Yuan army has actually been severed."
"Although His Highness is still the son-in-law of the Yuan family, his daughter is no longer with him, and he has no offspring. His Highness's relationship with the Yuan family is only in name only. The Yuan family will no longer risk their lives for His Highness."
"The emperor is no longer afraid, and will probably give the throne of the Eastern Palace to Your Highness."
A strange look flashed across Prince Ning's eyes. He looked at Yan Mobai and asked, "Is that what you think?"
Yan Mobai nodded and looked deep.
That's what you think.
Prince Ning sighed: "But father doesn't think so, or perhaps, this is not the reason."
As he spoke, his eyes turned red.
"I miss Lan'er so much. After she passed away, I realized that I wanted her to be alive more than the throne of the Eastern Palace."
"In fact, all these years, I have devoted myself to the Eastern Palace in order to fulfill her long-cherished wish. She wanted to be the Crown Princess, the Queen, and the mother of the country. But...she never waited for that day."
"God is so cruel to her and to me. How could such an accident happen to her?" King Ning choked with sobs.
"She has been gone for a month, and I still haven't adjusted to the situation. I often have hallucinations and see her, as if she is still by my side."
Yan Mobai looked at him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Your Highness, please accept my condolences. The dead cannot be resurrected. I believe that the princess does not want to see Your Highness like this."