I Throw Red Yarn, Prince Charming I Can.

Chapters 15.

Five years passed quickly. Han Ming Xi still remained silent and did not make any moves, even until her first son Han Zhaoyang got married at twenty years old, Han Ming Xi still remained calm. 

And in the next five years, unbeknownst to anyone Han Ming Xi suddenly issued an imperial decree and sent his second fifteen-year-old son to go to war to reclaim the northwestern region. 

Hearing the sudden news, clearly making the dajing who had originally been lounging back and forth devise a plan to banish the thirty thousand military soldiers led by the young prince Han Wang Yue from entering the northwestern gate. 

But how hard the dajing did the defense, with the intelligence and strength possessed by Han Wang Yue in fighting. The young prince managed to take the Northwest back and cripple the dajing king. 

Originally Han Wang Yue who was feeling angry at the rebellious dajing king wanted to behead him, but his prudent attitude abandoned his intention after the king prostrated himself at his feet asking for forgiveness and making a written agreement if the dajing would never again disturb the northwestern and other areas under his rule Chang. 

Han Wang Yue agreed to the treaty and he returned to the capital triumphantly and was immediately promoted to crown prince who would succeed his father as emperor. 

As the word history repeats itself. Ten years passed in peace, the dajing returned to action and intended to reclaim the Northwest. Han Wang Yue who had grown up was getting better at building up military strength, so she could defend the northwest well. 

But today in Zhengsheng's shop. Han Zhaoyang who was obsessed with power, invited Zhu Wu Chen to cooperate. Where Zhaoyang promised to give northwest and mount Yan to Zhu Wu Chen who was none other than the prince of the dajing kingdom, as long as Zhu Wu Chen was willing to help her to get rid of Han Wang Yue and support her to ascend the throne.  

"An interesting offer," Zhu Wu Chen said as he chewed the beans in his mouth. "But, are the words of prince Zhaoyang trustworthy?" 

"What do you mean?" 

Zhu Wu Chen gulped down his drinking water and looked seriously at Zhaoyang whom he already knew of his devious nature. "I'm just worried that after you ascend the throne, you'll forget your promise that I won't be harmed .. I've killed Han Wang Yue but later you'll forget it." 

The man with the title of the first prince of Chang'an laughed, then again insinuated Zhu Wu Chen who was clear if he was a descendant of the ancestors who always denied the promise. 

Hearing Zhaoyang's words that seemed to insult his ancestor, Zhu Wu Chen clenched his hands tightly in disbelief with what Zhaoyang was supposed to be saying to his enemy.

"Haha, Zhu Wu Chen calm yourself down I only brought up a little bit about you but you already seem to want to swallow me up. Zhu Wu Chen, isn't this a good opportunity for you you don't have to bother putting your life on the battlefield, you only need to kill one person then the northwestern border and Mount Yan will be yours not only that once you get those two territories you can get a confession from your father," zhaoyang continued to persuade Zhu Wu Chen to cooperate with him. 

Zhaoyang handed Zhu Wu Chen a precious plaque belonging to the Han family as a sign of their cooperation, but Zhu Wu Chen who could not believe Zhaoyang's words pushed back the plaque on Zhaoyang. 

"I'd rather fight, than get something for free" Zhu Wu Chen said. 

Zhaoyang smiled again, he finished the rest of the tea in his cup and stood up to leave. "There's no need to rush, you can reconsider."

Zhu Wu Chen was just speechless, he stared at the window without caring for Zhaoyang who left the room. 

"Wang ji, are you sure you want to cooperate with Zhu Wu Chen?" nansu asked doubtfully at the move taken by Zhaoyang.

"Wang Yue and Zhu Wu Chen were enemies long ago, Wang Yue had humiliated her father in public her grudge must have been huge and I was sure other than wanting to seize territory … the biggest thing in Zhu Wu Chen is to eliminate Wang Yue as revenge against his father" Zhaoyang explained. 

Nansu nodded in understanding and began to advance his chariot, to return to the palace.

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"This day you have run a lot, are you training to be a horse" said Wang Yue, who was writing something. 

"Ck, bixia this time I'm not trying to joke," Yu Mu protested uneasily. 

"Say." 

"Miss Xing'er has been locked up in her room all day." 

"What does it have to do with me," Wang Yue said casually. 

"Stt Taizi, whatever it is to you Miss Xing'er stays at your place and you have to take responsibility if something happens to her." 

"This, send this letter to teacher Ding," Han Wang Yue said, giving a sealed letter to Yu Mu. 

The healer sighed and was forced to leave without being able to say anything else that could make the crown prince worry about Xing'er's state of confinement in his room. 

After Yu Mu left, she was about to do something with her brush again but considering Xing'er who had locked herself in her room for the whole day she put her brush back on and went to see Xing'er. 

Before she knocked on Xing'er's room door, the girl had already opened her bedroom door. 

"Wang Yue, are you looking for me?" xing'er said with a happy smile. 

"No, I just happened to pass by," Wang Yue's pretext slightly paid attention to Xing'er's face which had a paint stain. 

"really?" goda Xing'er looked at Wang Yue's face closely. 

The man put his face flat and was about to leave, but Xing'er held back his hand and showed Wang Yue the painting. 

A painting of two green mountains, with some clouds and the sun not forgetting the brawl as well as trees with unclear shapes and a pair of standing humans were staring at the mountains. 

He explained in detail if the two people were himself and Wang Yue who had married and decided to stay on the mountain so that no one could disturb the happiness of the two of them, in addition Xing'er also said that if the painting belonged to her in exchange for Wang Yue's painting being damaged earlier this morning because of it. 

Wang Yue actually did not want to accept that ugly painting, either, even he had already refused but Xing'er continued to force and took the initiative herself to display her painting in Wang Yue's room on the grounds that Wang Yue could continue to remember it. 

Looking at Xing'er who was acting as she pleased, Wang Yue could only be patient and let out a deep sigh. 

"Patience Han Wang Yue, she is just a small insect just assume she was never here" Han Wang Yue muttered inwardly. 

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