Perhaps it was his innate sharpness towards danger as a seasoned general who has led troops for many years. It’s not that he precisely guessed there would be any danger to Han Jing, but today was the Emperor’s birthday, and there was a subtle tension in the air at court. Even though on the surface everything seed calm, there was always a sense of impending storm. At this mont, the Capital City was far from being as stable as it appeared. If soone were to take the opportunity to plot against another, today would indeed be a good chance. Not only outside the palace, but inside it could be even more dangerous.
Although these were just his speculations, because the Imperial Uncle was not in the Capital City, he was still sowhat uneasy about Han Jing, so before entering the palace, he decided to co and see her. The palace banquet would not start until the evening, and as it was just past the Wu hour, it was still early. He thought it would be fine to go a little later.
Han Jing had soone invite Su Xingqiao in and asked with a smile, "Brother Qiao, how co you have the ti to visit today?"
Su Xingqiao looked at Han Jing’s slightly protruding belly and felt a twinge of pain in his heart, responding, "Today is the palace banquet, and I thought that you wouldn’t be going, so I ca to see you."
Han Jing naturally knew about Su Xingqiao’s past, and knowing that he didn’t like entering the palace, she couldn’t help but tease, "If the Emperor found out you’re not going to the palace to celebrate his birthday but are hiding here with , he surely won’t miss an opportunity to bla !"
As she spoke, she pointed to the soft chair beside her, "Have a seat!"
Su Xingqiao walked over and sat down, "The palace banquet starts late, going later is fine, either way, going early doesn’t really matter."
The people he knew but didn’t want to see would still be there, making it awkward. As for the events of the past, he no longer wanted to delve into their truths. He understood that the Emperor had intentions to make ands, but having missed so many years of father-son relationship, it was truly missed and could not be repaired. There’s nothing that can be restarted, and he harbored no resentnt towards his life’s circumstances.
Things were good now. Ultimately, one must find their purpose in life. He wished for peace in the world and wanted to protect those he wished to protect.
That was enough.
"That’s true, I suppose Brother Qiao was bored as well. Since I’m also quite bored, as everyone has gone busy with their affairs today, Brother Qiao can chat with for a while." Han Jing called for a chessboard to be set up.
"Do you want to play chess?" Su Xingqiao was sowhat surprised to see Han Jing asking for a Go board, because in his mory, Han Jing was truly considered a whimsical child uninterested in studies. Indeed, Han Jing was not fond of studying since childhood, often quitting halfway through things, while Yao Zhen indulged her happiness, never restraining her too much.
Han Jing laughed out loud, "Ha ha, Brother Qiao overestimates . How could I possibly play chess? Let’s... play Gobang. I’ll teach you!"
Su Xingqiao nodded, "Sure."
He initially thought Han Jing had invented so sophisticated chess ga. It wasn’t until Han Jing explained the rules that he realized... it was really so childish! However, seeing her so happy, he didn’t have the heart to dampen her enthusiasm and joined her in the ga. To avoid Han Jing losing too embarrassingly, he let her win a few rounds.
Han Jing genuinely felt quite pleased with herself. When it cos to why she clicked so well with An Chuxue, it’s because they both shared the sa trait — they loved to play, but weren’t good at it.
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