Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 78 You might not believe it, but right now... I feel very comfortable

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 You might not believe it, but right now... I feel very comfortable

Shen Hua rose to her feet.

She glanced over with an air of noble and aloof beauty and uttered three words.

"Blown by the wind."

The two girls: Even knowing it was just the wind makes it all the more infuriating!!!

But they couldn’t really blame Shen Hua; after all... she was stunningly beautiful.

In deep sorrow, the two looked at Cui Yun again. His gaze was vacant and calmly settled on the lake’s surface, or more precisely, on the cat-shaped lantern.

Then, as if amused, he let out an involuntary chuckle.

Seeing this, the girls’ hearts shattered and they could only walk away in tears.

Shen Hua walked back, finally stopping in front of Cui Yun. She lifted her chin slightly, not without pride: "No need to thank me."

Cui Yun: "I’ll take you back."

He didn’t compliment her, how dull.

The carriage headed towards the pear garden, and Shen Hua was feeling drowsy. She kept a stern face, trying not to fall asleep, but her eyelids were getting heavier.

Cui Yun looked on indifferently, witnessing Shen Hua lean and topple to the right, without any intention of stepping forward to catch her.

He watched as she fell over.

Thick cushions lined the interior of the carriage. Even so, Shen Hua did not wake up, merely groaning in discomfort.

So dainty and tender.

Half of her face sank into the cushion, and strands of hair brushed across the rosy corners of her lips. Shen Hua looked peaceful and childlike in her deep sleep.

It seems her proclivity for sleep had only gotten worse.

However, the medicinal baths were effective after all; at least for now, the girl’s breathing was not as frail as before.

Cui Yun withdrew his gaze. He looked away from Shen Hua, his thoughts wandering.

The events that unfolded in the palace were truly comical. Yet, the person involved was none other than Emperor He.

Not only did Cui Yun find it absurd, but in the private room of the First-tier Sky Restaurant, others were discussing it too. It was Ji Ge and the Princely Heir Ji Huo who joined later.

As for Ji Teng, as always, he spoke little and was not good with words, just quietly eating his meal.

Ji Huo sulkily sipped his wine.

They said that Princess Le Jia was the most beautiful princess from the Turkic side. He had even made special inquiries.

"Although I’m surrounded by concubines in my household, the position of my main wife remains vacant. I had thought that if the princess was truly beautiful, I’d go ask Uncle to grant me her hand in marriage."

Princess Le Jia naturally had offered a dance.

In such cold weather, she wore the thin dance skirts from the Turkic lands, her slim waist twisting and turning flexibly, mesmerizing Ji Huo entirely.

Ji Ge clicked his tongue: "With you like this, better not even dream about it. After all, she is a princess, and not that I look down on you, brother, but you lack both reputation and military exploits."

Ji Huo: Among the three of us present, aren’t we all much the same in this respect?

Ji Ge spoke with deep meaning: "Father has long had the suitable candidates in mind. Xie Xun, Cui Yun, and those from the Marquis Wuling Mansion, the Vice Minister of War Mansion, I reckon dozens of others."

Of course, the former two were the most distinguished.

However, Xie Xun was not in Shengjing.

The Lord Governor had an old illness flare-up on the way, and Cui Yun, who had medical knowledge, stabilized his condition before the Imperial Physician arrived. It was precisely for this reason that Emperor He ordered Cui Yun to personally escort the Governor back to his mansion.

Ji Ge snorted: "Do you believe that if it weren’t for choosing a husband for the princess today, that Cui Yun with his deadbeat character would have stood up to treat the Governor?"

Even if the Governor died, perhaps Cui Yun would have remained indifferent.

After all, there were Imperial Physicians in the palace, and Cui Yun was not one of them.

He wouldn’t have intervened, nor would anyone dare chide him for it.

Cui Yun had calculated all this, taking the opportunity to leave without any fuss.

Ji Huo detested Cui Yun intensely but nevertheless felt compelled to say a word in his defense.

"He’s not that heartless."

"He’s fundamentally a good man, just too rigid and upright."

Ji Huo: "It’s within my expectations that he would help."

Ji Huo: "Still, I’m quite pleased that you scold him."

Ji Ge: ???

You’ve all been deceived by that Cui Yun!!!

Ji Huo continued to drink, suddenly reaching for Ji Teng who was eating: "Third Prince! Do you think Princess Le Jia is beautiful?"

"Before entering the palace, those from the Marquis Wuling Mansion and the Vice Minister of War Mansion saw her as a plague, none wanting to associate with the princess."

After all, when the noble elite choose a wife, lineage is foremost. Marrying for strong alliances, they cement their power.

And while the Turkic forces exist, they’re under Emperor He’s control. Whoever marries Princess Le Jia would have to continue to support her as such.

Those people naturally did not wish to.

But Ji Huo was willing. He judged by appearances.

"Once her veil was removed, her nose bridge was high and straight. Though her features were greatly different from the girls of Shengjing, they were indeed exquisite. Those few were utterly stunned! Who present there hadn’t been tempted?"

Ji Teng shuddered, and his chopsticks followed suit, falling to the ground.

He could not accept Ji Huo’s intimacy, but he really didn’t dare to push him away with great courage.

Ji Teng squeezed out a sentence: "She is already Father’s person now, the Princely Heir should not discuss further."

Upon seeing Le Jia’s true face, Emperor He changed his initial plans and directly took her into the harem.

Indeed, Le Jia could have been his daughter.

The object of the marital alliance is the Emperor; what does it matter if he is older? He is the person with the most authority,

The Emperor was very satisfied with this decision, and so was the Turkic envoy. Ji Huo was not satisfied!

Ji Huo hated it!

The enmity of having his wife snatched away was insurmountable!

Ji Ge let out a sneer: "My mother went through a lot of trouble for this banquet, at that time her face turned green. She is the most jealous person, yet pretended to be magnanimous, and even had to stand up to congratulate the addition of new members to the harem. The more disgusted she felt, the more relieved I was in my heart."

As he spoke, he turned his head towards Ji Teng.

"Third brother, right?"

Ji Ge had been troubled by the Empress and had suffered quite a bit.

Let alone Ji Teng. Half of the servants in his house were sent by the Empress.

Ji Teng was already in such a wretched state; yet the Empress continued to stomp on him. If one said there was no personal grudge, who would believe it?

And this personal grudge came from Ji Teng’s birth mother, Consort Shao.

Ji Teng was holding a chopstick in his hand.

He softly acknowledged.

"Yes."

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Meanwhile, the carriage stopped at the entrance to the pear garden.

Nanny Cheng had hung two lanterns outside to facilitate Shen Hua and the others finding their way back.

Shen Hua groggily got out of the carriage, leaning on Yicui.

Cui Yun calmly instructed: "The wind is strong tonight, and it has begun to snow; your wife is frail, remember to give her a medicinal bath when you return."

Yicui hastily responded: "Yes."

"Remember to administer the medicine Ni Kang sent last time."

The man’s voice was cold, yet it provided enough comfort in the night.

Shen Hua, feeling unwell, clutched at her chest as if something was about to burst out. Even her made-up face seemed pale.

Cui Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Give me your hand."

Shen Hua: "Huh?"

Yicui promptly lifted Shen Hua’s hand.

Cui Yun: "My apologies."

He touched her wrist, taking her pulse delicately.

The next instant, Shen Hua: "Urgh!"

Her body swayed, and she actually vomited a mouthful of blood. It splashed onto the Vajra Bodhi Bracelet that Cui Yun always carried with him.

A patch stained red.

Cui Yun’s face darkened.

He furrowed his brows tightly.

Yicui’s heart trembled.

However, Shen Hua felt much more lucid. The smothering sensation in her chest had entirely dissipated.

The girl was somewhat panicked: "I didn’t mean to."

As she spoke, she tried to take out a handkerchief to wipe it off.

Cui Yun dodged away, the warmth in his eyes gradually fading, turning somewhat cold.

He asked insincerely.

"Are you alright?"

Shen Hua, as if she had done something wrong, didn’t dare to look at Cui Yun’s face, and answered honestly: "You might not believe it, but I actually... feel much more comfortable now."

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