Qi Hengyuan squinted at her, and after a moment he shouted: "Wang Dehou."
"The slave is here."
"Prepare pens and ink for Yanmei."
Wang Dehou immediately agreed, and then placed a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Yan Ning.
Yan Ning was still kneeling, because the king didn't let her get up, and she didn't dare to get up. She wrote something, and Wang Dehou didn't know, nor did Qi Hengyuan.
After writing, Yan Ning fanned her hands. When the ink dried, she folded the paper and handed it to Wang Dehou.
Wang Dehou took it and presented it to the king.
Qi Hengyuan did not read it immediately, but after approving the memorial in his hand, he looked at Yan Ning for a long time before taking the paper.
To be honest, I have some small expectations.
Qi Hengyuan knew very well that Yan Ning would not write messy and meaningless things. If she did write, it would be useful to Qi State, but he didn't know what kind of use it would be. Could it be another aid to the war?
With this thought in mind, he slowly opened the paper with his hand.
There are no words on it, it is a city gate map with the east gate marked.
Qi Hengyuan took a closer look and confirmed that this was indeed the east gate of Guiyang City.
The East Gate is connected to East Street, which is a place where literati like to go. It has a quiet environment, many shops, and deep houses. Not to mention how prosperous it is, it is the most secluded street in the entire Guiyang City.
Yan Ning's painting skills are very good, and he shows the East Street vividly before his eyes.
If he remembered correctly, it only took her a cup of tea from writing to finishing.
It can be seen that her painting skills are very good.
Qi Hengyuan put down the paper, and his deep and dark eyes fell on Yan Ning: "What does Yan Mei want to express?"
"I want to take Your Majesty to East Street."
"What's the purpose?"
"Your Majesty will know after you go there."
Qi Hengyuan didn't like the fact that Yan Ning was showing off again. He didn't like the way she treated him so enigmatically that he couldn't figure it out.
Qi Hengyuan asked with a cold handsome face: "Are you going now?"
"If your Majesty is not tired, you can go now."
Qi Hengyuan stood up, walked over with his hands behind his back, and walked until he was in front of her. It felt like entering the palace for the first time. She was kneeling and he was standing. He was looking down at her and scrutinizing her, but she could only
Keep your mind steady and hope that the king will look at you differently.
Yan Ning raised her head and looked at the king: "Your Majesty, if I say it's a thank you, it must be a thank you. Your Majesty will not waste this trip in vain."
Qi Hengyuan bent down and pulled her up. Yan Ning didn't know whether her legs hurt from kneeling for a long time, or whether she did it on purpose. As soon as she stood up, she fell into the king's arms.
The prince's horse lowered its head.
Chen Dongyan then looked away.
When Yan Ning fell into Qi Hengyuan's arms, Qi Hengyuan subconsciously held her waist. The waist was very thin and soft. It was not the first time that he held this soft waist, but it was the first time that she was playing tricks on her.
opportunity but not rejection.
The woman's soft hair brushed past his stern chin, which stirred his heart. His Adam's apple rolled up and he asked in a deep voice: "You can't stand up anymore because you're kneeling?"
She hummed softly.
Then the prince saw the arrogant king bending down and hugging Yan Meiren. Yan Meiren hooked her arms around the king's neck and buried her face in the king's chest. The king did not scold her but indulged her like that.
Insolent behavior.
Qi Hengyuan did not carry Yan Ning out of the imperial study, but went to the side hall at the back where he could rest.
After entering the side hall, Qi Hengyuan placed Yan Ning on the couch. He called Wang Dehou to come in and help him change clothes, and then took Yan Ning out of the palace.