Frost for a Thousand Years

Chapter 238 Little Wei, save me!

With her back to Song Shi'an, Xin Yue slowly fastened her belt...

"So what is our relationship now?"

"I asked, sitting on the bed," Song Shi'an asked.

"what?"

Xinyue turned her head away.

She had no idea what kind of relationship it was...

In ancient times, if unmarried men and women did this, they would likely be captured by a Chinese Poké Ball, thus separating them into a mortal and spiritual realm.

But nothing really happened last night.

Song Shi'an just kept holding her while she slept.

After all, Xin Yue isn't going to casually start a game with him right now.

What if she gets pregnant while burdened with the destiny of revenge?
"I was just kidding."

Song Shi'an stopped teasing her.

“I will try my best to rescue you outside,” Xin Yue told him. “In the meantime, you should rest well in the palace.”

“You must keep an eye on that gold,” Song Shi’an said. “Although it is guarded by Zuo Ziliang and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the emperor gave it to me. If it is lost, I may lose my head.”

"Don't worry, I'm here." Xin Yue nodded earnestly.

"Xinyue, it's so good to have you." Song Shi'an looked at her with affection.

"If the King of Yan's wife comes again, you must live up to my trust."

Xin Yue's tone carried a rare hint of sourness, but it was clearly just for the sake of the show; she wasn't really jealous.

Who am I?

Song Shi'an was not sexually repressed to that extent; he would unleash his power upon seeing a woman, making her utterly defeated and disarmed.

He was just a lonely man, a man who held fast to pure love in a time of great upheaval.

"I have something to tell you in secret."

Xin Yue looked at the man, her tone somewhat mysterious.

Song Shi'an was puzzled and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Then Xinyue walked up to him.

Then, she cupped Song Shi'an's face in her hands.

While the other person seemed confused, she slowly pressed her lips to his...

They kissed briefly before slowly separating.

"..." Song Shi'an looked up at her, her cheeks slightly flushed, "What do you have to say?"

"Yes, yes."

Although she felt ashamed, she looked at Song Shi'an with tenderness: "You have a special aura about you, it's very warm. Last night was the most peaceful night's sleep I've ever had."

Song Shi'an also became interested and commented enthusiastically, "Xinbao, you too, your body is so soft and fragrant, I can feel the sweetness on the back of my neck..."

"Good good."

Quickly stopping his enthusiastic praise, Xin Yue stood up. Rarely expressing herself, she finally spoke up as they were about to part: "Shi An, if I were born into an ordinary family, you would be the man I would marry, and I would be especially happy."

Only after she said that did Song Shi'an realize that she wasn't always so cold-hearted, devoid of any emotion or compassion.

Before her country was destroyed and her city massacred, she must have been an innocent, romantic, and often laughing young girl.

So what she means is...

"Even without these experiences, I would still fall in love with you after meeting you."

After saying this, her face flushed even more, she nodded in affirmation, turned around, and left.

Song Shi'an was left on the bed, his heart pounding fiercely.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.

I must be incredibly charming to make this woman say something like that.

Ah, suppression, technique, desperate situation, breakthrough, dojo.

Once she leaves, Conson will likely not let her in again.

Now, we can only rely on Xinyue and Xiaowei to do what they can.

And me?

"My lord, the king invites you to have breakfast in the courtyard."

Let's just stay here and play with these idiots.

"coming."

Song Shi'an got up, and a palace maid outside the hall came over to help him change his clothes and put on his hat.

Then, led by a eunuch, they went to a courtyard filled with fragrant flowerbeds overlooking the palace pond.

"My lord, please have a seat." Kang Xun, who was seated, extended his hand and invited him to sit.

"please."

Song Shi'an returned the gesture by extending his hand, and then sat down in front of him.

The two sat facing each other at the table, enjoying desserts, tea, and some light breakfast.

This must have been a custom of the nobles of Dayu.

The most bourgeois place in the world right now is Sheng'an.

Of course, the most corrupt country was also Dayu.

Although the State of Qi was vast and large, it was somewhat crude and backward because it was located in the north.

Needless to say, the Yan state suffered from extreme material poverty. The prestige of its princes and nobles paled in comparison to that of prominent figures like Sun Situ and Zhao Xiang.

Therefore, that path becomes even more necessary.

“The lady seems to have some misunderstanding, saying something about ‘following you to the death,’ thinking that you, my lord, have been imprisoned by me,” Kang Xun said. “Women always have these unfounded worries. I have already spoken to her, and she knows that I am safe in the palace,” Song Shi’an said.

"Madam is no ordinary woman," Kang Xun chuckled. "Wasn't she the one who killed Wang Shen in Beiliang?"

"It is indeed a bit more intense compared to ordinary people," Song Shi'an said with a smile.

Kang Xun was amused and then asked, "So, you haven't taken a fancy to any of the women in the palace, have you?"

"The women in the palace are all good women; there's no question of looking down on them..."

“I see, you’re afraid of your wife.” Kang Xun said bluntly, then joked, “With such a strong-willed wife and skilled with swords, what man wouldn’t be afraid of her?”

Song Shi'an was too ashamed to look and said, "Please keep this a secret, Your Highness, and don't tell anyone..."

"Haha, that's for sure." Kang Xun said with a laugh, then picked up his tea and took a sip.

Using such a pointless and meaningless topic as an opening only evokes aversion.

Song Shi'an felt disgusted with every moment he spent with this jerk.

He could even guess what he was going to say next.

“My lord, you are the prime minister of my Yan Kingdom, second only to the emperor, and above ten thousand others. With such wealth and honor, why not enjoy it?” Kang Xun said, “I wish you a grand mansion with a hundred maids and servants. When the trade routes open and goods circulate, Yan Kingdom will also be able to enjoy the rare treasures of the south. If you miss your hometown and relatives, you can also bring them here.”

"But how long can this wealth and status last?" Song Shi'an asked.

"With the alliance of Yu and Yan, and our joint defense, what can Qi do, no matter how warlike it is?" said the King of Yan. "With you here, my envoy, we can enjoy eternal glory."

"Is Ji Yuan also willing?"

“Ji Yuan should enjoy himself; why does he always have nothing better to do than fight?” Kang Xun waved his hand and said.

Such a lowly dog, such a self-serving thief, is indeed capable of uttering such outrageous remarks.

"What does Your Excellency think?"

Conson asked tentatively.

“That’s good. The world is at peace, and everyone can live a stable life. That’s what I wish for,” Song Shi’an said.

"Very well then, Your Excellency shall serve as the prime minister of my Yan state!"

Faced with his fiery enthusiasm, Song Shi'an gently shook his head: "But there are always some people who want to break this peace."

"Who wants it?"

“The King of Zhongshan of the Great Yu Dynasty, Wei Wusheng.”

"How did you know, Your Excellency?" Kang Xun asked, somewhat suspiciously.

Song Shi'an took a sip of tea and slowly said, "His Highness said that if I cannot return to Yu, he will have no choice but to send his personal troops north."

.........

Inside the inn, Xinyue found Zuo Ziliang.

To avoid suspicion, Zuo Ziliang ordered the Imperial Guards to stand guard at the entrance of the main hall.

He, on the other hand, spoke with him personally in the hall.

"Why was the gold returned? How is the magistrate now?" Zuo Ziliang asked seriously.

"Gongsun Xing suggested to Kang Xun that the envoy be appointed prime minister in Yan. Others are not in immediate danger, but it is almost equivalent to being under house arrest," Xin Yue said.

“This Gongsun Xing is truly cunning and shrewd…” Zuo Ziliang frowned in worry. “No wonder there’s only one such shrewd person in the Yan Kingdom.”

“But the conditions set by the magistrate completely persuaded Kang Xun,” Xin Yue added. “However, he cannot make the decisions on major policies of the Yan state on his own.”

"Has a consensus been reached on how to deal with Duke Qin?" Zuo Ziliang asked.

“Hmm,” Xin Yue said, “Because of what the magistrate has done, the other two families no longer intend to tolerate Duke Qin. According to the magistrate, Duke Qin will be forced to step down in a few years.”

Duke Qin was indeed a domineering person.

But he represents the entire family.

He made a mistake, and if we want to reverse it, the only way is to make him step down and hand over the reins to the next person.

Political roles are all about accepting the consequences of taking risks.

"Tsk." Zuo Ziliang had a headache. "Now that the magistrate can't come out, we probably won't be able to find him either. What should we do if the deal to become prime minister reaches Sheng'an by fast horse?"

"Lord Zuo, what are your thoughts?" Xin Yue asked tentatively.

"My lord, what do you think?" Zuo Ziliang looked at her and asked solemnly.

“He doesn’t want to be the prime minister of Yan. He wants to return to Dayu and continue the large-scale agricultural settlement project,” Xinyue said.

“I am willing to write to His Majesty to strongly recommend that the envoy return to his country,” said Zuo Ziliang.

"Are you really willing to do this?" Xin Yue asked in surprise.

“I know your character well, and those rumors are nothing but petty chatter to me. In fact, after this journey, I am even more convinced of it,” Zuo Ziliang said. “Shi An is a true man, and I admire him greatly.”

"Thank you so much." Xin Yue rarely said thank you, but quickly added with some sadness, "But this matter is not so easy."

"There are too many people who don't want the magistrate to return," Zuo Ziliang said. "Right?"

“Yes.” Xin Yue nodded. “Moreover, the conditions proposed by Kang Xun are too high.”

"What does the magistrate mean?"

"He hopes that you can personally return to Dayu."

Zuo Ziliang paused, and after deep thought, resolutely said, "Your Excellency trusts me, I will return."

"Then I'll trouble you." Xin Yue said, taking out a slip of paper and handing it to the other person. "Finding him will allow you to return to the country as soon as possible."

Zuo Ziliang took it and hid it in the sole of his shoe, then said, "But I am of low rank and have little influence. I can only express my opinions to His Majesty. Are there any other important figures I can turn to for help?"

Xin Yue took out a letter and said, "Please give this to His Highness the Prince of Zhongshan."

"Ah."

Zuo Ziliang nodded firmly.

The two of them ended their entrustment just like that.

Before the other party left, Xinyue lowered her head and slowly performed a woman's curtsy: "I entrust Shi'an to you, sir."

(End of this chapter)