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Chapter 21

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    On the palace wall, Ji Yan looked at Xiang Kuan who was kneeling in front of him.

    "You mean, he was about to win the last move, but suddenly stopped?"

    "Yes! If it weren't for this, we would not be able to narrowly win." Xiang Kuan's dark face showed a little shame.

    Thinking of something, Ji Yan snorted and laughed.

    A vulgar person like Xiang Kuan can't tell that Qi Yan is deliberately playing tricks to make Yongning feel bad.

    If it weren't for Yongning's clear temperament, he would never hurt the face of his family. If it were someone else, he might be separated from the sisterhood.

    After witnessing the whole process, Qiu Nu Shi couldn't help but say: "The third princess cares too much about Prince Zhen Guohou, may your Highness stop me a little?"

    "Why did you want to stop me?" Ji Yu let the carriage go, and the smile on her lips deepened, "Didn't you realize that Yongning has changed?"

    When a person realizes that rights can protect what she cares about, she will not be able to stay out of it, but will try her best to become stronger.  And the best way to polish her is to put the most dangerous whetstone beside her.

    Ji Yan's gaze fell on Xiang Kuan, still smiling, but her voice became colder a few degrees: "However, if Qi Yan hadn't blocked it just now, wouldn't Commander Xiang's halberd be about to stick on Yongning's body?"

    "The last general" Xiang Kuan's voice was dry and he was sweating profusely. He paused and said, "The last general is dereliction of duty. I would like to receive thirty floggings!"

    "Go ahead." Ji Yan said lightly, passing Xiang Kuan who was kneeling on the ground, "Think carefully about who you should aim your weapon at."

    In the side hall of the Princess Mansion, Ji Chutao sighed for the eighth time.

    "Is the hand really alright? Will it affect his bow and sword?" Ji Chutao asked the old doctor who was prescribing a prescription, with anxious brows hidden.

    After all, Qi Yan is a general, if she loses one hand, she will never escape the guilt for the rest of her life.

    Even though he had already given an answer, the old doctor still repeated it dutifully: "Your Highness, don't worry, the root is not injured, and it will heal after a while of recuperation."

    "Will it leave a scar?" Ji Chutao asked again.

    Such a deep wound will definitely leave traces, the old doctor gently comforted him: "Pay attention to your diet on a daily basis, take good care of yourself, and the scars will be lighter."

    Hearing this, Ji Chutao expressed a little disappointment.  Qi Yan's hands are slender and powerful, they are beautiful, it would be a pity if they left scars.

    After the old doctor left, Ji Chutao ordered the maid to take the prescription and decoct the medicine.  Beside the delicate gauze lamp, Qi Yan's profile is young and handsome.

    "Qi Yan, you" Ji Chutao looked at him lying on the desk, and wanted to ask him why he stopped at the last moment, but took that slap from Commander Habayashi.

    However, his eyes fell on the bandage wrapped around his hand, he pursed his lips, and changed his words: "Are you in pain? If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be hurt."

    Some things are fine if you know them in your heart, but if you show off your cleverness to expose them, it will be annoying.

    Qi Yan was also not at peace in his heart. He clearly achieved his goal, but he was not as happy as he imagined.

    As if the tenderness of Ji Chutao's fingertips still remained on his hands, he rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness also stepped forward to save the minister, so it will be evened."

    "It's different." Ji Chutao said, how can this kind of thing be evened out?

    When Qi Yan held her in his arms and grasped the tip of the halberd with one hand, the biting wind blew away his hair and robe, as if he was as brave as in a dream.

    "Why does Your Highness say that the minister is a son-in-law?" Just as he was thinking wildly, Qi Yan's deep voice came.

    "He is the future son-in-law of the palace!"

    "Who dares to touch him!"

    That was the first time Ji Chutao got angry, and he said such a thing regardless of his anger. Looking back afterwards, Fang felt ashamed and angry.

    "Ah, that urgent statement, youyou should forget it." Ji Chutao knelt behind the table, her eyes wandering, a little embarrassed.

    She was so fierce back then, she must have looked ugly.

    "Your Highness, if you say such things casually, you are not afraid" I don't know which word is harsh, Qi Yan's voice has a little displeasure that he didn't realize, and he paused, "Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your reputation?"

    "Why defilement?" Ji Chutao was puzzled.

    Sometimes she knows everything, but she seems to know nothing.

    Qi Yan raised his unruly eyebrows and said indifferently: "Everyone thinks that after being a traitor, I was born rebellious."

    Ji Chutao listened carefully, and then asked: "Then you are?"

    QiNo amount of gossip, slander or framing could hurt him, but he suffered a crushing defeat in front of the erotic portraits.

    The wound on his palm was painful, and his hand holding the scroll was trembling slightly.

    The sound of footsteps reminded him of his gaffe.

    Qi Yan tidied up those hot scrolls and restored them to their original state.  Almost at the same time, Ji Chutao stepped into the study surrounded by his attendants.

    She should have just showered and changed, and there is still a little dampness in the end of her hair.  Seeing Qi Yan sitting on the desk without saying a word, she didn't notice any abnormalities, she just leaned over and tilted her head, her gaze swept over the open local chronicles in front of him.

    When she leaned over, her hair was hanging on the desk, and there was a soft fragrance of flowers and cow weave on her body. She asked curiously, "So you like reading these, didn't you read anything else?"

    Qi Yan's eyes fell on the scrolls in the porcelain vat, and he asked vaguely, "'Other', what is it?"

    "What'what'?" Ji Chutao didn't know anything, and gave him a strange look.

    "Mr. Qi, your medicine." The servant who delivered the medicine bowed to enter the door, breaking the silence.

    "By the way, the medicine I specially ordered someone to boil is good for your injury." Ji Chutao stretched out his hand and waved away the attendants, and said with a smile, "Drink it quickly."

    Qi Yan took the medicine bowl with one hand, took a sip, and then took a meal.

    It doesn't taste right.

    Seeing Qi Yan holding the medicine bowl in his hands, Ji Chutao couldn't help being amused, she stretched out her slender hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about? It's getting late, take the medicine and rest earlier."

    Qi Yan's eyes seemed to be surging like clouds and ink, devouring the stars and the moon.

    Having achieved this level, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the other party's "good intentions" if he throws the bowl and leaves?

    There is nothing wrong with using each other and taking what they need.

    The candlelight was flickering, Qi Yan's face was cold, he raised his arms and looked up, and drank the decoction completely.

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