PDLP Chapter 219 Letter
Chapter 219 Letter
Zhu Yao remained silent, and the room fell silent once again.
Only after Feng Xin's figure disappeared did Zhu Ke, who was kneeling on the ground massaging Zhu Yao's legs, ask with a heart full of doubt:
“Clan leader, this servant feels that what Feng Xin said makes a lot of sense. She seems more reliable after she succeeds. Why do you…”
"Do you think I'm confused?" Zhu Yao asked, turning her head to the side.
"This servant dares not." Zhu Ke quickly clasped her hands together, pressed the backs of her hands against her forehead, and kowtowed heavily on the ground.
"Get up." Zhu Yao wasn't angry. Instead, she turned her gaze to the dressing table not far away, looked at her unfamiliar and blurry face in the bronze mirror, and said:
"I can't wait any longer. The people I sent to capture Xue Wen disappeared without a trace as soon as they entered Ling Huanan's territory. Now, I can only hope that Empress Fengming still has feelings for Feng Xin and can exchange Xue Wen's family for me!"
Moreover, even with my assistance, given the current situation in Nanli, it's uncertain whether Feng Xin can succeed. Therefore, in truth, Feng Xin's promise is more like a mirage!
Moreover, Feng Xin's crime was treason, and the royal relatives of Feng Ming would not allow Feng Xin to be exiled to another country (even if it was a corpse) for the sake of their own dignity. They would definitely force Feng Han to find him!
"Send someone to write a letter in my name, informing Empress Fengming that Feng Xin is at my Nanli Imperial Preceptor's residence, and tell her to bring Xue Wen and Lin Shu back!" Zhu Yao waved her hand, signaling Zhu Ke to do so.
Before Zhu Ke left, he added, "By the way, secretly inform those old-fashioned royal relatives about this."
"Yes."
......
half a month later.
Phoenix Cry Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.
The three letters were delivered to the palace one after another by the official post station, and then presented to Feng Han by the imperial aunt.
Looking at the two letters bearing the seal of Nanli, Feng Han's expression was unreadable. She then slowly unfolded them one by one, and saw—
The first letter was a request for marriage from Nangong Jin. Feng Han hesitated for a moment, then burst into laughter as she read the rest: "Hahaha, good! Good! Good!"
The three "good" words clearly expressed Feng Han's current mood.
"Hahahaha..." Upon seeing this, the Imperial Aunt disregarded whether it was improper conduct in front of the palace and laughed along with Feng Han. She was even happier than Feng Han!
While laughing, the Imperial Aunt thought to herself: His Majesty has never been so happy since he escaped from the palace coup of the First Princess. This is the first time he has been so cheerful!
Startled by her laughter, Feng Han raised an eyebrow and turned around, asking in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"
"I smiled because Your Majesty was happy!" The Imperial Attendant knew that Feng Han's tone was not reproachful, so she kept smiling.
Looking at her silly expression, Feng Han couldn't help but tease her, "Look at you, so silly!"
Having said that, she handed over the letter in her hand. The Imperial Aunt took it without any surprise, looked down at it, and what she saw made her realize something extraordinary. She immediately offered her congratulations:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Previously, with the other three kingdoms eyeing the land covetously, Feng Han was always worried that one day he would not be able to protect his ancestors' legacy. But if he could form an alliance with Nanli, not only would he be able to protect the country, but he could also expand his territory.
After thinking it over, Feng Han picked up the second letter with longing in her eyes. The envelope was very elaborate, with only a seal and a flame-shaped totem on its exterior, symbolizing the fire ancestor Zhu Rong.
"The Southern Li Witch Clan?" Feng Han muttered to herself in confusion, then slowly unfolded the letter, took it out, and realized it was from the Southern Li National Preceptor.
"Snapped."
As the letter was slammed onto the desk, Feng Xin's voice, tinged with anger, followed:
"What a wicked Grand Preceptor of Nanli! How dare he threaten me! This is utterly outrageous!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" The imperial maid did not know what the other party had written to anger His Majesty, but it was certainly not something pleasant.
No sooner had the Imperial Aunt finished speaking than a commotion was heard in front of the Imperial Study. Then, several elderly women in their seventies, dressed in phoenix-patterned clothing, strode in, leaning on their canes and full of energy.
Seeing this, Feng Han's expression darkened further. Her sharp eyes fixed on the menacing clan elders below, she said sternly:
"My elder aunts and great-aunts have always been very particular about rules and etiquette. I wonder what important matter brings you here today? You are even quite skilled in the Imperial Study!"
Several old women were stunned by Feng Han's imposing aura, and then they all looked at the leading old woman in yellow. This old woman in yellow was not old, but she was the most senior, and she often used this to act arrogantly because of her age.
She looked sternly at Feng Han, who was about twenty years younger than her, and adopted the air of an elder, saying:
"Han'er, that wretched Feng Xin is actually at the Southern Li National Preceptor's residence. You must contact the Southern Li National Preceptor immediately and bring him back!"
"How did Auntie know?" Feng Han's eyes flashed coldly. She had only just received the news when these people came to her door. She didn't believe in coincidences!
"Of course..." The old woman in yellow suddenly realized that if she told the truth, she would be unable to explain herself, so she spoke to Feng Han in an lecturing tone:
"Never mind what I know, the most important thing is to bring them back!"
Feng Han picked up the letter beside her and looked directly at the old woman in yellow:
"Does Aunt know that the Southern Li National Preceptor is showing contempt and threatening me? Do you know the conditions for bringing him back?"
Without waiting for the other person to speak, he threw the letter in his hand over and continued:
"Your great-aunt should know who Xue Wen and Lin Shu are to Ling Huanan!"
"This... King Dingbei is born to the emperor, so it is only right that he should share the emperor's burdens... In short, according to the rules of etiquette, that wretched child Feng Xin must be brought back, whether he is alive or dead!" The old woman in yellow took the letter and glanced at it, her tone not very firm.
"Very well! Then I have no objection to this." Feng Han smiled mockingly. These members of the royal family have been living in comfort for too long, and they have probably forgotten the temperament of the Prince of Dingbei and the 200,000 Dingbei troops.
Just as the old woman in yellow was about to say a few words of satisfaction, Feng Han's voice came again: "Then I will trouble Aunt and all the clansmen to inform the Prince of Dingbei! After all, Xue Wen is by the Prince of Dingbei's side, and the Prince of Dingbei will not listen to me!"
Upon hearing this, the elderly women present were all taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment: "Han'er... this is probably against etiquette. How can we bypass you!"
Feng Han looked at them with a half-smile, and sarcastically uttered a few words: "Han'er? It's against etiquette? Aren't you all afraid of being laughed out of your wits for saying such a thing?"
The group then realized that since entering the Imperial Study, they had not bowed to Feng Han and had addressed him rather disrespectfully, which made them blush.
Feng Han sneered and declared decisively, "I will handle this matter properly. All of you clansmen, please return!"
Upon hearing this, the group assumed that Feng Han had agreed, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, they also felt that Feng Han was indeed as kind and easy to manipulate as ever.
Looking at their expressions, how could Feng Han not know what they were thinking!
When I first ascended the throne, I was still young and inexperienced. Seeing that these people were there to stabilize my position to some extent, I indulged them repeatedly. Who knew that they would not understand their place?
"By the way, I see that many of my relatives seem to be getting old. From today onwards, they should not go out!"
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