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After arriving at the main courtyard, He Yu let go of Xiao Yao, patted her cheek, and smiled, "I need to discuss some matters with the Crown Prince in the room. You stay here and wait for me, don't run around, okay?"
"Mm." Xiao Yao nodded, thinking to herself that even if she wanted to run, she wouldn't know where to go.
With a satisfied smile from Xiao Yao's response, He Yu entered the room with the Crown Prince.
Just as Xiao Yao sat down at a table outside, she saw Zhou Zhiquan coming in with a few people who brought over a soft chair. Zhou Zhiquan smiled and said, "The Crown Prince heard from Lord He that Miss Xiao is weak, and that chair is quite cold. He specially ordered us to bring over a soft chair for you, Miss Xiao. Please take a seat."
"Thank you for your concern, and thank you for your trouble, Eunuch." Xiao Yao smiled.
"Miss, you flatter me," Zhou Zhiquan replied with a smile. However, he felt quite satisfied with Xiao Yao; although she came from a humble background, her manners were quite proper. In contrast, some of the young ladies from prominent families in the capital were even more arrogant. "If the Crown Prince commands it, it is our duty as servants."
Xiao Yao smiled; indeed, if it weren't for the Crown Prince's orders, these people wouldn't have thought of this.
However, it seemed that the relationship between the Crown Prince and He Yu was one of considerable trust and not easily disrupted. Thinking about this reassured Xiao Yao.
The Crown Prince was the heir apparent and would be the future emperor of the Great Feng Dynasty; he was undoubtedly one of the most significant figures aside from the emperor himself. Moreover, compared to the emperor, the Crown Prince was definitely a rising star. Life in the future would likely not be too difficult.
As Xiao Yao thought this, a slight smile appeared on her face.
Just then, Zhou Zhiquan returned with a maid and followed by a line of servants carrying various fruits. Zhou Zhiquan stopped in front of Xiao Yao, and she immediately stood up but was quickly stopped by Zhou Zhiquan saying, "Miss Xiao, you honor me too much. You are to be Consort Xuanping; I cannot accept such treatment from you. Please sit down."
Xiao Yao looked at Zhou Zhiquan and said, "Alright then. Since Eunuch insists, I will not stand on ceremony. Coming from my humble background, I have not seen much of the world; if there are any shortcomings in my manners, I hope Eunuch will forgive me."
"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing, Miss Xiao is overthinking," Zhou Zhiquan said with a smile, waving his hand. He then pointed to the girl beside him and said, "This girl will be here to attend to you today. If you need anything, just tell her."
"Thank you, Eunuch, for your trouble."
Zhou Zhiquan smiled again and had someone place the fruits on the table beside them, along with a few books. "These are some snacks and fruits, and these are a few books to help pass the time."
Xiao Yao thanked him one by one, feeling impressed. This was thoughtful; it was clear he had seen the world. The attention to detail was commendable for the prince's chief eunuch.
Xiao Yao sat up a bit straighter in the soft chair, ate a few grapes, and casually picked up a book to read quietly. The girl Zhou Zhiquan brought along stood quietly beside her, saying little but with sharp eyes and nimble hands. In no time, she had already refilled Xiao Yao's tea twice, her footsteps light enough not to disturb Xiao Yao.
Watching the girl Zi An quietly reading in the courtyard, He Yu wore a satisfied smile and turned to the prince, saying, "What do you think? Yao Yao's temperament is not inferior to that of the noble ladies in this capital, right?"
Seeing He Yu so pleased, the prince nodded with a smile. "She's quite a good girl; your judgment is naturally not bad."
"Of course." Hearing this from the prince made He Yu smile proudly. The prince patted He Yu's shoulder and said, "This move of yours has alleviated much of Father’s doubts about you; he probably truly believes you have no ambitions regarding military power now."
He Yu leaned against the window sill, playing with a jade pendant shaped like a harmonious couple; it was originally a pair. The other one was hanging on Xiao Yao. As He Yu rubbed the pendant absentmindedly, he said casually, "Actually, I never had much interest in the power struggles of court and politics. If it weren't for my promise to help you ascend smoothly, I would probably be out enjoying nature with Yao Yao right now."
Unintentionally spoken but keenly heard.
Yang Yunqing felt a tightening in his heart. Did this person really have no interest in such matters? Was it simply to help him ascend? Suddenly feeling his throat dry and unable to speak, he struggled to open his mouth and finally managed to squeeze out a little voice, "Then... what will you do when I ascend?"
He Yu laughed carelessly, stood up brushing off nonexistent dust from his clothes and said with a smile, "Those things are still far away; there's no need to think about them now. Live in the moment, understand?" After finishing, he walked around Yang Yunqing, pushed open the door, and stepped outside.
Yang Yunqing was still standing inside the house, watching He Yu walk over to Xiao Yao and lean down to be affectionate with her. The expressions on their faces, especially He Yu's, were filled with sweetness and tenderness. Zhou Zhiquan quietly entered the room and stood beside Yang Yunqing.
Yang Yunqing sighed deeply and pointed at the intimate couple in the courtyard, saying, "Zhou Zhiquan, do I also need to marry a consort?"
"If the Crown Prince wishes to take a few women into the Eastern Palace, it is naturally possible," Zhou Zhiquan replied cautiously, his words laced with a smile. "If the Crown Prince wants to take a consort, feel free to bring it up with His Majesty. The Emperor is generous and will surely select outstanding women to serve by your side."
This statement completely avoided mentioning the matter of consorts, likely because His Majesty had not yet made a decision. It was a delicate balance between showcasing the Crown Prince's status while not threatening the Emperor's position. It truly weighed heavily on one's heart.
Yang Yunqing chuckled softly, lowering his head, while Zhou Zhiquan stood silently beside him.
"Never mind," Yang Yunqing said with a smile. "Whether it's marrying a consort or taking concubines, it all depends on His Majesty's wishes. I will simply accept whatever comes."
Zhou Zhiquan quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved. Although the Crown Prince was usually very kind to them, he was still the one who held life and death in his hands.
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