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Chapter 948: The Wasteful Prince vs. the First Female Official 1

That night, Xuan Yanjing's nightmare, which he hadn't had for a long time, came back again. The cold sweat on his forehead slid down his jawline and dripped into his collarbone. The coldness made him shiver and he was awakened by the fright.

The endless darkness in his dream was still hovering in front of Xuan Yanjing's eyes, as if it would swallow him up in the next second, and even his fingertips were stiff.

He dreamed that Lingyao was walking away with Helianke, and he kept chasing and shouting at them, but both of them ignored him. Helianke was even more so, and even sent him an invitation.

Xuan Yanjing ran to Lingyao's residence early the next morning to wait for her.

He must ask clearly and make it clear. If she really wants to leave the palace and has someone else outside the palace, she must give him an explanation.

What exactly is he to her, and where does she place him?

It was not until lunch that he finally waited for Lingyao to come back.

Lingyao was not too surprised to see Xuan Yanjing standing at the door. After all, he often came to her place, and his frequency was almost the same as his visits to the Prince's Palace.

"what happened?"

Xuan Yanjing looked at her and was speechless for a moment. He didn't feel embarrassed, but more afraid. What was he afraid of? He was afraid of getting a positive response from Lingyao.

Lingyao didn't have as many thoughts as him. Seeing that it was time for lunch, she brought people into the house to eat together.

Now, whether Xuan Yanjing comes or not, there will always be two of Lingyao’s favorite dishes on the table for lunch.

When Xuan Yanjing saw the two dishes, he felt warm in his heart, but he also felt that maybe it was not what he thought.

So when Lingyao handed him the chopsticks, he pretended to be casual and asked, "I heard you want to resign."

Lingyao guessed that it was that dog emperor who told Xuan Yanjing, and nodded without denying it.

"Why do you suddenly want to resign? Isn't it good to be in the palace?" Isn't it good to be with him?

Lingyao looked calm and even poured herself a bowl of soup slowly and calmly.

"Because there are better arrangements."

Working as a palace lady, she had to deal with a lot of chores every day, and there were often some inconsiderate people who would trip her up. Although it was harmless, it was annoying to deal with it too often. Lingyao had long wanted to quit her job, and the reason she stayed was that some things inside and outside the palace had not been dealt with yet.

Now that it has been almost dealt with, there is naturally no need for her to stay any longer.

Who would have thought that her words almost hammered home to Xuan Yanjing that she had better options outside the palace.

Xuan Yanjing's eyebrows were drooping, and his eyelids were drooping, covering his eyes which usually had a little light in them, leaving only a small blue area under his eyes.

The jawline was sagging, without the usual upturned curve, and the corners of the mouth were also drooping, as if it was being pulled by something heavy and couldn't be lifted up at all.

Lingyao glanced at him and thought to herself that something was wrong.

Did she provoke him again?

After reviewing the conversation between the two of them in her mind, Lingyao finally found the general reason.

"What are you thinking about?" Lingyao asked straight to the point.

Xuan Yanjing actually wanted to say it just now, but he didn't know how to start. Now that Lingyao asked him, he didn't hide it.

He said directly: "You resigned from your post, but what about me? You and I are already like that, so we have to get married."

Chuntao and Xiaofuzi, who were standing nearby to serve, widened their eyes slightly and looked at each other, both with a look of gossip on their faces.

"What did your prince do to our master?"

"Are you kidding me? It's obvious that your master is the one who is more ungrateful now."

The two glared at each other, then turned their heads away in disdain.

Lingyao herself said something shocking.

"Yes, we are going to get married."

"Ah?" Xuan Yanjing, who was about to say something to express his grievance and sadness, froze in place.

Xuan Yanjing's ears were buzzing, as if there were little bees singing, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of sparkling light.

The fingers that had been clenched just now loosened unconsciously, and the fingertips even felt a little numb. I wanted to do something to vent, but I felt that any action would be redundant. I could only let the joy surge in my heart, like holding a bird flapping its wings, warm and cozy, and even my breathing became lighter.

He wanted to laugh, but wanted to cover his mouth for fear of appearing too ostentatious. However, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, and even the corners of his eyes were tinged with warmth, as if they were gently kissed by the spring sunshine.

It was a long time before Xuan Yanjing finally found his voice again.

"Really, really?"

Seeing Lingyao nod to confirm again, Xuan Yanjing stood up from his seat with a loud bang, his face flushed: "I will go to my father to ask for an imperial decree to grant the marriage."

Lingyao grabbed this little ancestor who acted on his own accord.

"Let's eat first." After Xuan Yan was pushed back to his seat, he continued to explain, "There's no need to do these things for now. There are still some things to be sorted out outside the palace. We can talk about it after we've dealt with them."

Xuan Yanjing took Lingyao's hand and curled his lips a little unwillingly.

"Then what will I do with you after you leave the palace?"

"Hold it in." Lingyao blurted out.

The two words blurted out deeply hurt Xuan Yanjing's heart. His already fragile heart instantly shattered into petals, scattering all over the floor.

"What did you say? Did you just tell me to hold it in?"

"I knew it! I knew you were all like this. You don't cherish what you get!"

"You haven't even left the palace yet, and you've already learned how to perfunctorily treat me. Once you leave the palace and see the glamorous world outside, with those men in brothels and young masters from aristocratic families, will you still have a place for me in your heart..."

Seeing that Xuan Yanjing, the little duck, started quacking again, and seemed to be driving non-stop, Lingyao immediately muted the microphone manually.

He raised his hand and pressed the chattering mouths of Xuan Yanjing and others.

His voice was calm, and his tone was helpless but also revealed a hint of pampering from the cuteness.

"I'm wrong, ancestor, please stop making trouble."

Xuan Yanjing snorted lightly, and when he saw that Lingyao really didn't mean that, he completely shut up his chattering mouth.

On the day Lingyao left the palace, Xuan Yanjing sent her to the palace gate.

Chuntao and Lingyao were allowed to leave the palace together, and she was extremely grateful to Lingyao for this.

She had thought that she would be lonely in this palace until she grew old, or be dismissed from the palace when she was old and weak, but she did not expect that she would be allowed to leave the palace when she was still young, just like today.

After leaving the palace, her future life path was no longer a dead end.

Xiao Fuzi looked at Chuntao and felt a little reluctant to let her go. After all, he didn't have many familiar people in the palace. Now that Lingyao and Chuntao were gone at once, he couldn't help feeling empty.

If Xiao Fuzi was like this, let alone Xuan Yanjing, who almost forced his way into the carriage and went with Lingyao.

The two of them stayed in the carriage for quite a while before Xuan Yanjing got out with a gloomy face.

Lingyao promised him that she would wait for him at the inn he often visited in the middle of every month, and he would find a way to leave the palace and meet her.

Lingyao agreed, but changed the location to meet at Chunye Pavilion.

On the way back from the palace gate, Xuan Yanjing accidentally bumped into the third prince.