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Chapter 71 Princess Changyang's Test (Please Subscribe!)

Princess Changyang looked at Pei Yun quietly.

A hidden current surged deep within his eyes, as if he wanted to see right through him.

She recalled the shock and disbelief she felt when the imperial physician examined Yongle's pulse after her daughter returned to the palace.

The Imperial Physician once said that the strange feeling on Princess Yongle's mind was a congenital condition, not an acquired illness.

It has long transcended the scope of ordinary medicines, talismans, and even esoteric arts.

Several years ago, Her Majesty the Empress invited a master from Penglai Island, a lineage of immortality practitioners, to diagnose Yongle.

The other party only left behind a mysterious prophecy: "The strangeness of the spiritual platform makes it difficult to determine whether it brings fortune or misfortune; it all depends on one's own destiny."

"This island lord can only use the Penglai Longevity Method to temporarily ensure the princess's health and safety, and wait for the 'fortune' that is preordained in the dark to descend."

Princess Changyang carefully examined Pei Yun before her.

Her daughter has been the apple of her eye since she was a child, and is her greatest concern in this life.

Now it turns out that someone can actually influence her daughter's spiritual state.

Could it be that this young Jinyiwei commander is my daughter's destined "fate"?

However, just as her unfathomably powerful niece, the current Empress, said—

"Although fate is fate, it is often intertwined with fortune and misfortune, and is difficult to predict."

Princess Changyang's eyes shifted several times.

If this Pei Yun is truly a blessing for Yongle.

So even if Changyang gave everything she had, she would still feel that no amount of sacrifice could repay his kindness.

But what if Pei Yun brings "trouble" to my daughter?

She would also not hesitate to nip any potential harm to her daughter in the bud.

Luo Qingyi took in every subtle expression of Princess Changyang.

Pei Yun did not readily accept the praise from Princess Changyang.

He hesitated for a moment, then said frankly, "Your Highness is too kind."

"My knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is superficial and I am not qualified to be taught in a refined manner."

"That day at Yuqin Garden, I merely sensed the malevolent energy within the Princess and took action to resolve it."

"As for the Princess's improved health, perhaps it is just a coincidence."

Pei Yun spoke calmly, glossing over the events of that day.

He knew all too well that the greater the expectation, the greater the potential disappointment.

Sometimes, saying things too definitively is not a good thing.

Upon hearing this, Princess Changyang's eyes flickered slightly, but she did not show the slightest disappointment.

How could she not hear the reservation in Pei Yun's words?

She smiled faintly, her voice still gentle and soothing.

"Commander Pei is too modest."

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, Ying Le's health has indeed improved, that's an indisputable fact."

"I trust my own eyes, and I also trust my feelings of joy."

For her, whether Pei Yun admits it or not is not important.

The important thing is that this young man does have the means to alleviate his daughter's pain.

Before she fully understands whether Pei Yun is a blessing or a curse for Ying Le, she will personally weigh this young man and make her own judgment.

However, Princess Changyang then subtly changed the subject.

"I've heard that the Northern Garrison Command seems to be investigating a rather tricky case recently?"

"If there is anything I can do to help you, Commander Pei, please feel free to speak up."

"Since I am in the palace, I can still pass on a few words."

Although the voice was soft, it carried an undeniable weight.

Zhao Lian, who was listening nearby, felt a jolt in his heart.

Even that usually serious, square face twitched at the corner of his mouth, unable to suppress his inner grumbling.

How could Pei Yun have gained Princess Changyang's favor so quietly?

The talisman, "personally bestowed by His Majesty," was given away so easily, and now he's even promising to help?

It should be noted that Princess Changyang was the Empress's own aunt, and held an extremely high position.

He usually lived a secluded life, and even high-ranking officials in the court found it extremely difficult to meet him.

Let alone asking her for help!

Now, this princess, who rarely pays attention to worldly affairs, actually values ​​a mere centurion of the Embroidered Uniform Guard so much?

If he hadn't known that Princess Changyang only had one daughter, Princess Yongle, he would have almost suspected that Pei Yun might be the princess's illegitimate son who had been separated from her.

The thought startled even Zhao Lian himself, and he quickly shook his head.

Do not speak recklessly.

Zhou Mingxuan, standing to the side, was also in turmoil.

A mere centurion could command Princess Changyang to personally deliver gifts and make such a solemn promise.

What an incredible honor!

Zhou Mingxuan had worked in the Northern Garrison for many years and had never received such treatment!

This world is truly a place where some suffer from drought while others are drowning in floods!

Luo Qingyi's lips curled into a half-smile as she looked at Pei Yun.

This guy's luck with women is truly astonishing.

From Yunniang, the most beautiful courtesan at Baidi Tower, to Yunwei, the star official of the Imperial Observatory, even Princess Changyang in the deep palace now looks at him with new respect.

It's truly—hard to judge.

Pei Yun calmly accepted the Xuan Shui patterned talisman, its surface smooth and warm to the touch.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness! It is my honor to be able to share your burdens and the Princess's burdens."

Pei Yun then proceeded to give a brief account of the case of Marquis Anqing.

After all, it's better to take advantage of help that comes to you.

Sometimes, the Embroidered Uniform Guard (Jinyiwei) also needs to leverage external forces to carry out their duties.

Princess Changyang listened quietly, a look of understanding flashing in her eyes.

She nodded slightly: "Lord Anqing, I understand."

"The Northern Garrison Command is free to handle this matter."

"There's no need to worry about the palace."

These few words, however, exude an air of confidence and authority that commands everything.

It seemed that no matter how much the Northern Garrison Command made a fuss about this matter, she could easily smooth things over.

Zhao Lian and Zhou Mingxuan were overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly bowed to express their gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

With Princess Changyang's words, Marquis Anqing, this tough nut to crack, was truly easy to handle.

When the two looked at Pei Yun again, their feelings were different.

This kid is simply a lucky star descended to earth!

Princess Changyang and her entourage of palace maids gracefully departed.

The atmosphere in the council chamber finally relaxed a little.

Zhou Mingxuan and Zhao Lian exchanged a glance, both seeing a sense of relief in each other's eyes.

Seeing that Luo Qingyi seemed to have something to say to Pei Yun alone, the two of them also found an excuse to bow and take their leave.

In the vast council hall, only Luo Qingyi and Pei Yun remained.

Luo Qingyi slowly rose from her seat and walked to the window.

With no outsiders present, the imposing presence of the Northern Garrison Commander emanating from her quietly dissipated, replaced by a more casual and relaxed demeanor.

Luo Qingyi stretched lazily, her exquisite curves fully displayed in the dim light filtering in from the window.

Her waist was slender, and her legs were straight and long, outlining a breathtaking curve.

Pei Yun stood aside, openly admiring the beautiful scenery before him, thoroughly enjoying the view.

A beauty as lovely as jade, pleasing to the eye.

Luo Qingyi seemed to have long been used to Pei Yun's "rude" gaze and did not care.

She turned around, leaned against the windowsill, and glanced at Pei Yun with a half-smile in her beautiful eyes: "Commander Pei, your luck with women is really quite strong."

Even someone as remarkable as Princess Changyang favors you greatly.

His tone carried a hint of teasing and curiosity.

Pei Yun showed no sign of embarrassment whatsoever.

"You flatter me, Lord Luo."

"I can only say that my charm has nowhere to go."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyi couldn't help but roll her eyes at him reproachfully.

That fleeting allure was enough to make any man's heart flutter.

But Luo Qingyi immediately dropped her joking expression, parted her red lips slightly, and got down to business: "Let's get down to business."

"You came back from Yuqin Garden yesterday and have been holed up in the office ever since."

"Has there been any progress regarding the Candle Shadow Sect?"

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