Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

In the East Hall, Yuan Yiming was looking forward to it.

After being rejected three times in a row, he actually didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that King An would agree this time.

After Chu Jinxun walked in, Yuan Yiming was still looking behind him.

Although he quickly came to his senses and stood up to salute, Chu Jinxun still noticed it.

He coughed lightly, "Master Yuan, there's no need to be so polite! I was unwell before and couldn't meet you. I apologize for the inconvenience!"

"It's my fault for coming here so abruptly, Your Highness, please don't blame me!" Yuan Yiming quickly saluted.

"I wonder what brings you here today, Master Yuan?"

Yuan Yiming handed over the gift he had prepared. "I benefited greatly from the guidance of His Royal Highness Prince An at the Zhuangyuan Building. I've always been grateful, so I took the liberty to come here!"

"Master Yuan, you're too polite. I was just drunk and talking nonsense that day. How could I possibly give you any advice? How could I possibly deserve your personal thanks?"

Yuan Yiming used the excuse of asking to see Prince An because he wanted to see Yan Xining, but he didn't know how to start the conversation.

Fortunately, after more than three months in the officialdom, he had also learned some greetings and clichés, so the business exchange with Chu Jinxun was not too awkward.

After a while, he finally mustered up the courage to speak: "I'm from Jizhou. I've been away from home for nearly a year and I miss it terribly. I asked my family to send me some Jizhou specialties. I heard that the princess once lived in the countryside of Jizhou for a while, so I brought some over as well!"

Chu Jinxun looked at him, covered his lips and coughed a few times, then said with a half-smile, "Master Yuan is thoughtful!"

He took a look and saw that the gifts were just ordinary souvenirs, so he didn't refuse them.

Yuan Yiming couldn't find an excuse, nor did he dare to ask to meet the princess, so he had to say goodbye.

Chu Jinxun asked Wu Yuxing to see the guest off.

He looked at the gifts with deep eyes and a gloomy expression.

"Is the princess in the yard?" he asked Jingfeng.

Jing Feng replied, "The princess is very busy lately. She's out of the palace every day, and sometimes doesn't even come back to stay at night. She's not in the courtyard now. Should we send these gifts to her?"

"Send it to Qiyun Courtyard. When the princess returns home, tell me!"

"Yes!"

Yuan Yiming had no choice but to continue trying his luck in the teahouse.

Unfortunately, Yan Xining is very busy now, and she has been acting as Ning Yan. Once, she met Yuan Yiming face to face, and they greeted each other. Yuan Yiming didn't know that the person he was looking for was right in front of him.

After coming here many times without any results, Yuan Yiming finally gave up.

It's not that he hasn't thought about going to Prince An's Mansion again, but even if he did, what would happen? What reason would he have to see Princess An?

On the ninth day, Chu Jinxun had almost forgotten about Yuan Yiming's visit when Jingfeng suddenly reported, "Your Majesty, the princess is back!"

Chu Jinxun was very happy. He hadn't seen Yan Xining for almost half a month.

Who can believe it?

They are still husband and wife in name!

So, Chu Jinxun walked towards Qingwu Courtyard.

Jingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to remind someone, but then closed it again.

Chu Jinxun hurried to Qingwu Courtyard, which was still so peaceful and quiet.

Even just walking into the yard seems to make people feel more peaceful.

Yan Xining was reading in the yard. The scene was beautiful, so beautiful that Chu Jinxun stood there, not knowing whether to go forward or back. However, since he was already here, he didn't want to leave even if he was asked to.

Yan Xining was suddenly stared at by a pair of eyes. She looked up and smiled when she saw him: "You came at the right time. I was thinking that it was almost time to take my pulse!"

Chu Jinxun immediately walked over with a smile and stretched out his arm: "Where do you want to take my pulse?"

Yan Xining pointed at the stone table.

Chu Jinxun sat up and handed over his hand without saying a word.

Yan Xining's fingers, as cool as jade, rested on his wrist.

"You didn't exorcise the poison yourself this time?"

Chu Jinxun said obediently, "No, you said that with you here, I don't have to do this useless work myself!"

"Very good! The pulse is the same as before. Although the poison is regenerating, it is very slow." Yan Xining praised him, "After the Dragon Boat Festival, we can start. As for whether you will continue as you are now or do something else after the poison is eliminated, there is still time to consider!"

Chu Jinxun looked at her steadily, his tone lowered by three points: "Do you want me to do something else?"

Yan Xining blinked, digesting his words: "It's up to you to decide!"

Looking at her clean and clear eyes, Chu Jinxun hummed softly: "We'll talk about it later!"

"To ensure that there are no accidents at the Dragon Boat Festival banquet in the palace, I will give you an acupuncture in three days!" Yan Xining withdrew her hand and helped him pull down his sleeves.

Chu Jinxun pursed his lips: "So you will be busy for these three days?" Will I not be able to see her for another three days?

Yan Xining nodded: "Yes! There are some things to deal with!"

"Do you need me to send someone to help you?"

"No, I have people available!"

Chu Jinxun no longer insisted and changed the subject: "Do you know the new number one scholar?"

"I know him!" Yan Xining laughed.

Chu Jinxun's eyes suddenly deepened: "Know him?"

"Oh, I know him, but he doesn't know me. I saw him riding a horse and parading through the streets that day while I was drinking tea in a teahouse!"

Seeing Yan Xining's calm expression, Chu Jinxun was curious: "That number one scholar is said to be from Jizhou!"

Yan Xining knew that the names and places of origin were registered in Zhuangyuan Building, but that was something Ning Yan should know, not her.

She said nonchalantly, "Jizhou is so big, it's normal for a top scholar to emerge!"

Chu Jinxun smiled and said, "A few days ago, the top scholar sent some Jizhou specialties!"

Yan Xining glanced at him, his eyes wandering: "Why, that number one scholar doesn't know your situation, and seeing that you are a prince, he wants to use your connections?"

Chu Jinxun: “…”

He said slowly, "Is it possible that he came to see you?"

Yan Xining chuckled: "Are you kidding? Why would he look for me when he doesn't even know me?" She grew up in Jizhou, not in that province, so she wasn't interested in any of those specialties.

She was somewhat confident in her disguise, and Yuan Yiming would not be able to know her true identity.

If Chu Jinxun knew this, it was because he had capable people under his command.

But Yuan Yiming was just a scholar who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Once he became the top scorer, if he wanted to have his own people, he would have to spend time to cultivate them.

Chu Jinxun silently lit a candle for Yuan Yiming in his heart.

He now believed that Yan Xining really didn't know him. When he mentioned his name, she didn't react at all, and didn't even think that she was targeting her. Or maybe she had met this person before but forgot about it. But if she could forget, then she wasn't an important person!

Of course he wouldn't remind me.

Yuan Yiming is handsome and has the title of the new top scholar. He would be stupid to cause trouble for himself.

On the third floor of Qingmingxuan, Yuan Yiming, who had just finished his shift, walked slowly towards a private room.

He had been at the Hanlin Academy for three months. With the title of newly crowned top scholar and his own modesty and prudence, his work there had gone smoothly. He had rented a house in a nearby alley, and he had settled down in the capital.

Although living here requires hiring a servant to take care of daily life, and the living experience is far inferior to that in Zhuangyuan Building, it is really too far away.

But a few days later, someone sent him a letter asking him to meet here.

However, the post had no signature and did not mention any specific details.

He ignored it at first, but couldn't stand the constant messages.

So he came today. He wanted to see who asked him out and what was going on.