The Husband’s Scheme

He continued: “Not only that. After becoming Crown Prince, I tried several times to travel to Yanfeng, but each time, some matters would suddenly arise to obstruct my journey. This is too coincidental and makes me suspect someone wants to prevent me from coming to Yanfeng to find you.”

“You suspect… An Jin?” I laughed in disbelief. “Your Majesty, An Jin is just a small official in the Ministry of Personnel in Qi Kingdom. How could he have such capability?”

Yan Huo looked at me calmly. “Does Xiao Yao not know whether An Jin is just an ordinary official?”

My heart sank, but I clapped and laughed: “Your Majesty’s imagination is truly remarkable.”

Author’s note: They’re all foxes… Poor little Yao Yao.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Princess Suspicions

I quickly turned my head, but there was no sign of the Second Princess around. General Shen tilted his head and patted its wing. Little Yellow lowered its sharp beak and preened the feathers on its chest, casting a glance at Yuan Xiao crouching by my feet with its green bean-like eyes, and smugly flapped its wings. “Stupid dog! Stupid dog!”

Yuan Xiao flew into a rage, letting out a low growl from its throat, but did not pounce again.

It probably learned its lesson, knowing this fellow could fly, and could only resort to strategy, not brute force. As a result, the bird and dog had completely formed a grudge.

I couldn’t help but feel sorry for this sharp-tongued bird. Yuan Xiao was petty and always believed in revenge, holding a grudge for a lifetime. If no opportunity presented itself, so be it, but once a chance arose, it would seek complete retribution.

General Shen was helpless and turned to nod at me: “Sorry. It probably mistook me for the princess.”

I thought I looked nothing like the Second Princess… Before I could react, General Shen had already walked away, with Little Yellow perched on him, its tiny eyes holding a hint of grievance.

Yuan Xiao, seeing me motionless, ran a few circles around my feet and whimpered in confusion, tugging at my skirt. When I bent down and stroked its head with my finger, our trusting eyes met, and suddenly a flash of insight illuminated the truth.

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