latelenovela Chapter 105 Tender Feelings
Chapter 105 Tender Feelings
Chapter 105: Tender Feelings
Marquis Anshi guessed that Chunyu Jingxuan had most likely gone to Lanxin Courtyard with Ye Yankang and Gongsun Yuan, so he led Chunyu Yang towards Lanxin Courtyard. Along the way, Marquis Anshi continued to try and talk to Chunyu Yang:
"My son is naturally mentally challenged, and sometimes he doesn't even recognize me. I never expected that he would still remember the young prince. I must say, this is a kind of fate."
"Hmm," Chunyu Yang said calmly, "It is indeed surprising."
Seeing that Chunyu Yang's attitude remained lukewarm, Marquis Anshi realized that if he continued beating around the bush, he would lose his chance to speak, so he finally revealed his purpose:
"Third Prince, I have a favor to ask of you."
Chunyu Yang guessed that he must have something to ask of him for his attentiveness along the way, and replied, "Please speak freely."
"The Third Prince has just met my eldest son. He is currently in the prime of his life, and I fear that his mind is not yet settled and that he might learn the skills of those纨绔 (playboys) in the capital. Therefore, I want him to follow the Prince to the army to hone his skills and endure some hardship so that he can become more capable in the future," said Marquis Anshi. "Don't be fooled by his refined appearance; he is actually quite passionate about martial arts, but he has been unable to find a mentor. If he could receive guidance from the Prince, I believe that with his intelligence, he would certainly not disappoint the Prince."
Chunyu Yang did not immediately agree to Anshi Hou's request, but instead asked, "Which academy does your son study at?"
"At Wensong Academy, I studied under Elder Feng and was one of Elder Feng's most outstanding students," An Shihou said with a hint of pride.
Feng Guolao was the previous Hanlin Academician, and had the ability to become a prime minister. Unfortunately, he fell seriously ill at the height of his career. After recovering, he resigned and went into seclusion. When he reappeared, he became a teacher at Wensong Academy and became the most sought-after teacher in the capital.
Chunyu Yang naturally knew of Elder Feng. His expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "Is that so? I always thought Elder Feng had good judgment." He never expected to be outmaneuvered by Ye Yanxun.
Marquis Anshi thought Chunyu Yang was praising Ye Yanxun, and his eyes narrowed into slits with joy: "Your Highness is too kind. My son is still young and has a long way to go in the future."
Seeing Lanxin Courtyard in front of him, Chunyu Yang said, "The autumn imperial examination is about to begin. Marquis, you should let him prepare for this examination for now." After saying that, he quickened his pace.
What does this mean? Did the Third Prince agree or refuse? Marquis Anshi stood there stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and chased after him.
In Lanxin Courtyard, upon hearing a servant announce that the Northern Martial King had come looking for the Crown Prince, Ye Pianran looked down at Chunyu Jingxuan, who was softly clinging to her and asleep with his eyes closed, and gently called out, "Young Crown Prince? Young Crown Prince?"
Chunyu Jingxuan's eyes were tightly closed, his fine, curled eyelashes casting a shadow on his face. His breathing was even and steady, as if he were sleeping soundly.
Ye Pianran sighed helplessly and could only carefully pick him up as she had done last time and walk out of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, Chunyu Yang stood there with his hands behind his back. His gaze had never left her since she stepped out of Lanxin Courtyard. It was unclear whether he was looking at her or the little prince in her arms.
It had only been yesterday since they last met, and the lingering tenderness of his fingertips seemed to still remain on her cheeks, adding a touch of shy allure to her shimmering eyes.
The saying in the book, "A day apart feels like three autumns," must be exactly how I feel now, right? Chunyu Yang gazed deeply into her eyes, thinking to himself.
"Greetings, Third Prince." She lowered her eyes and bowed her head.
“Xuan’er is heavy, hand him over to me.” Chunyu Yang’s eyes softened, and he reached out his hand to Ye Pianran.
As if guided by some unseen force, Ye Pianran replied, "It's alright, let me escort the young master to the carriage."
Chunyu Yang did not refuse, but simply hummed in agreement and turned to walk slowly with her out of the mansion. The two of them acted as if no one else was around. Marquis Anshi silently swallowed the words he had not spoken, and together with Gongsun Yuan, who was holding Ye Yankang's hand, they saw Chunyu Yang off at a distance.
Chunyu Yang was tall and slender, and although Ye Pianran was not short, she only reached his shoulder when standing next to him. Perhaps it was because the two had spent so much time together, but when they walked side by side, this difference did not make Ye Pianran feel oppressed. Instead, she felt a sense of security and reassurance.
Lowering his head, his gaze lingered for a moment on her slightly reddened, delicate ears, and Chunyu Yang said in a low voice, "Xuan'er is naughty and has caused you trouble."
Ye Pianran turned her face slightly toward him and said with a smile, "Your Highness is clever, obedient and well-behaved. I like you so much that I don't find you troublesome at all."
As she spoke, she didn't notice that Chunyu Jingxuan, who should have been "sleeping" on her shoulder, had opened his eyes and winked at Chunyu Yang beside her.
"Is that so?" Chunyu Yang looked at Chunyu Jingxuan, who was beaming with pride, and said meaningfully, "If he knew you were praising him like that, he would be very happy."
The road leading out of the Marquis's residence wasn't long, and despite slowing their pace as much as possible, they eventually returned to the carriage at the Prince's residence. Reluctantly "awakening," Chunyu Jingxuan clung to Ye Pianran's sleeve, unwilling to let go.
"Why don't you escort my father and me back to the palace?"
Ye Pianran's eyes curved gently: "Your Highness will be able to see Kang'er often from now on, there's plenty of time ahead, isn't there?"
Who wouldn't want to part with that little fool! Chunyu Jingxuan pouted, wanting to say something more, but then heard Chunyu Yang say in a deep voice, "Xuan'er."
With his head drooping, Chunyu Jingxuan bowed to Anshihou, Gongsun Yuan, and Ye Pianran, then obediently turned and sat in the carriage.
"Respectfully seeing off Your Highness and Young Master."
On the way back to the manor, Chunyu Jingxuan, who had gotten his wish, was in high spirits the whole way. His glass-like eyes were particularly bright. If Chunyu Yang hadn't been sitting next to him, he probably would have rolled around on the ground with joy before he would have stopped.
Taking in the expression on his face, Chunyu Yang said calmly, "Do you know that you have been rude today?"
Chunyu Jingxuan instinctively lowered his head, awaiting a reprimand, but then, remembering the look his father had given Ye Pianran, he suddenly felt confident again. He immediately straightened his back, looked intently at Chunyu Yang, and said:
"Does Father think Xuan'er did something wrong? But Xuan'er clearly saw that Father was also reluctant to let her go. Father actually wanted her to come back to the manor with us, didn't he?"
Chunyu Yang: "..." He silently stretched out his finger and pushed his son's little face, which had unknowingly come closer, back away.
Chunyu Jingxuan's lips drooped, looking pitiful: "Father..."
Chunyu Yang's face hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "Quiet."
However, Chunyu Jingxuan did not quiet down as he had said he would. Instead, he moved closer to him and asked persistently, "Father, does Sixth Uncle really intend to marry my elder sister as his queen?"