Chapter 487 - 487 Wrapped Up Like a Ball
487 Wrapped Up Like a Ball
Now it was Prince De, the old Emperor’s son. If Prince De could expand his influence at the southern border, the old Emperor would probably be delighted, right?
“Prince De… is a little calculative.”
An Jiuyue recalled Prince De’s plot against Prince Sui the other day and reminded him.
“You must be careful of him. It won’t be good if he gradually becomes powerful at the southern border.”
She believed that the southern border was important not only to Qian Jiyun but also to her father. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to live there in seclusion and allow the 18 Stockaded Villages to guard it.
Her father, who held a high position, would not do things for no reason, right?
Although she did not know what was at the southern border, there must be something for Qian Jiyun and her father to go there.
She knew that Huayan Peak, Wulong Mountain, and the southern border were all very important to Qian Jiyun.
Among them, Qian Jiyun spent the most time at the southern border.
“I heard you want the shadow guards at the southern border to return?” she asked, looking at him.
“There aren’t enough of my people in the capital,” Qian Jiyun said.
The shadow guards remained in the shadows. It made no difference where they were. Since there was no need for them at the southern border now, he might as well recall them to the capital.
By the time they returned from Huayan Peak, the shadow guards would have returned to the capital. An Jiuyue’s safety would be guaranteed.
An Jiuyue thought for a moment and said, “If you trust me, I’ll send people from Shang’er Hall. You should try to keep the people from the southern border there.”
The shadow guards had already familiarized themselves with the environment there. It would take them a long time to become familiar with the capital if they returned.
Although the people from Shang’er Hall were not shadow guards, they were as capable as Qian Jiyun’s shadow guards. After all, they had trained for many years.
Qian Jiyun was delighted. “Can you do that?” he asked.
It would be wonderful if An Jiuyue was willing to make no distinction between what belonged to her and what belonged to him.
He had been careful to avoid that intimacy with An Jiuyue these days, afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
Now that she took the initiative to mention sending people from Shang’er Hall here, she was slowly starting to trust him, right?
“Of course. The shadow guards have nothing to do here now. As long as you agree, I’ll send them here when we return from Huayan Peak.”
An Jiuyue nodded. There was nothing wrong with that.
“Okay,” Qian Jiyun replied.
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Huayan Peak was an abnormally harsh place that ordinary people could never reach.
After completing his arrangements in the capital, Qian Jiyun took An Jiuyue to Huayan Peak. They traveled for half a month in a carriage, and he taught her how to cultivate Original Soul during this time.
“It’s cold. Put it on.”
A white fur coat landed on An Jiuyue’s shoulder. She glanced sideways and saw the man looking at her with concern.
They were clearly still in Daqing Kingdom, and it had just been a hot summer day.
However, when they arrived at Huayan Peak, she found herself surrounded by ice and snow. It was bone-chillingly cold. She was already wearing thick clothes, but they were ineffective. She was still cold.
She looked at herself, wrapped up like a ball.
She then looked up and assessed Qian Jiyun. He was still dressed as neatly as ever, with only one shirt. She could not help but wonder if the disparity between people was truly that large.