It wasn’t that she didn’t want to explain the situation; she just didn’t know how. Frankly, she hadn’t treated her Ye family as true kin. If she had awakened in the Ye family instead of the Qin family, things might have been different.
“My lady, look ahead!”
Old Eleven pointed with his riding crop and shouted loudly.
Ye Hui looked out the open window and saw battle flags waving, with a group of imperial guards at the front, dragon flags embroidered with two large characters: Huangfu.
A luxurious carriage led the procession, pulled by four Mongolian horses of uniform color.
“Could Huangfu Zedan have come personally?”
Li Weichen laughed: “The crown prince’s power is now as vast as the sky. Who among the court officials doesn’t fear him? Perhaps the entire world, except for the seriously ill emperor, only you dare to call the crown prince by name.”
Ye Hui smiled: “If court officials heard that, it might not be good. I suppose I’ll need to change how I address him.”
Qin Yuhang shook his head: “Even if you truly called my senior brother by name, he wouldn’t be angry with you.”
Though they had been apart for a long time, Huangfu Zedan would periodically send letters and gifts to Pingzhou – fine silks, jewelry, and delicacies – revealing the deep love beneath his resolute exterior.
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