Before the start of the second martial arts competition, Ning Yan woke up faintly, her head still groggy.
The room was very quiet at the moment, with only the scent of agarwood burning on the table.
A woman in blue was leaning against the round table, sleeping with her head propped up, as if she was extremely tired.
She slowly lifted the quilt and sat up.
I felt weak in my arms and legs, and fell back down as soon as I stood up.
There was too much movement, Qingluan was awakened and quickly came forward to help.
"Princess, don't get up in a hurry.
Doctor Luo said you need to take good care of yourself for a while."
Ning Yan smiled and patted her shoulder: "It doesn't matter.
I know my body well.
Help me up."
"Where are you going?"
"Where is the mountain owner?"
"Qisha escorted the mountain master back to Lanshan."
Qingluan seemed to be hesitant, "Last night Divine Doctor Luo said that the mountain master was in bad condition.
He was still awake and his leg injury might get worse.
The environment in the imperial capital was not suitable for recovery.
At that moment, Lu Li decided We will escort him back to Lanshan overnight.
All seven envoys will stay to look after the Lord."
Ning Yan seemed to be in a daze, and her tone could not be softer: "Isn't Ah Xuan very bad?"
"It's still a problem with the legs," Qingluan answered cautiously, but his eyes gradually turned red.
"Princess, don't be sad.
Your health is also very bad.
Doctor Luo said it's best not to work hard anymore."
"Qingqing, tell me, am I Ah Xuan's nemesis?
He has been safe and sound for so many years since he left me, but as long as he is around me, disasters will continue."
"Princess, you can't say that, the mountain master is willing."
"It's just that I can't go back with peace of mind."
She repeated that sentence subconsciously, her pale face without a trace of blood, but her right hand tightly clenched the corner of her clothes.
At this moment, a blast of thunderous drums sounded, spreading throughout every street in the imperial capital.
"This is" "The martial arts competition should begin now."
Qingluan opened the small window and the soft spring breeze blew in.
There happens to be a weeping willow outside the window, with its delicate branches swaying in the wind.
The sun shone through the thousands of branches, casting mottled shadows on the ground in front of the window.
The sound of people, cars and horses, and the sound of hawkers came in from outside the window, as if the illness was swept away and a new breath was brought.
Ning Yan looked at the prosperity downstairs in a daze, but her heart gradually became sad.
Qingluan said: "Princess, you and the Emperor should attend the martial arts competition together.
The mountain master had already made arrangements for you when he came to see you three days ago.
The princess is ill in bed, and all matters related to this martial arts competition will be left to the Emperor and Wei.
The Prime Minister will be responsible for making decisions on other matters after you return."
"What else did he say?"
"The mountain master said that if you ask, he will tell you.
I didn't lie to you when I told you that I couldn't move around, so there is no need to be too sad now.
The worst is nothing more than this.
He also said that if he dies, you will return to Lanshan.
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Mountain Lord, everyone must obey your orders.”
"Hahahaha" she laughed suddenly, loudly and wantonly.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?"
Qingluan supported her worriedly.
She was still smiling, but tears gradually fell from her cheeks, but the brightest smile still bloomed at the corners of her mouth.
Ah Xuan, why does God treat us like this?
Qingluan looked at her and slowly shed tears.
She hugged Ning Yan gently: "Princess, you can cry if you want.
It'll be okay."
From the bottom of her heart, she felt that the princess was so good, why did she have to suffer so much, but no one could tell her the answer.
The second round of the martial arts examination lasts for three days.
All candidates are divided into several groups and compete in pairs.
The winner directly participates in the literary examination.
All the papers for the literary test that night were moved to the princess mansion.
Three days later, all the examination papers were moved into Chengqing Hall.
As the saying goes, spring rain is as precious as oil.
It has been raining for several days since the clear sky on the day of the martial arts test.
Especially as the Qingming Festival approaches, the entire imperial capital is shrouded in a layer of misty green gauze, looming and hazy.
There were several stacks of memorials piled on the small table in Suiye Xuan, and behind the memorials was a pale and bloodless face, with curved eyebrows and glazed eyes as calm as water.
Holding a red pen in his right hand, he was reviewing the memorial.
"The ones on the right have been approved by this palace.
Let them be shown to the emperor first.
If there are any inconsistencies, we will discuss them at the court meeting."
She looked at the memorial, without looking up, and just waved her hand.
Standing outside the pavilion was a young eunuch in a navy blue palace robe.
He was submissive and did not dare to breathe.
Ning Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Why am I so scary?"
"No, no, I'm rude!"
He ran forward with a small step and picked up a stack of memorials on the right.
Then he walked quickly towards the other end of Jinghu Lake.
"Wait a minute" Xiao Anzi stopped suddenly, turned around slowly and said, "What else do you have to say, princess?"
"I heard that the emperor gave Mr.
Yun a house outside the palace yesterday."
"Yes, Master Yun played chess with the emperor.
When the emperor lost, he gave Master Yun the old residence of the Duke of Jin."
The hand holding the pen suddenly paused.
Concubine Yue Guifei, who was so favored by the Duke of Jin at that time that she was as equal as Queen Ruiyi, was the only daughter of the Duke of Jin.
"Is it the house in Changlefang?"
"It's exactly that place.
The old residence of the Duke of Jin has been vacant for a long time.
It is located in a relatively remote location and has been under the control of the Ministry of Rites for many years.
No one has taken care of it.
The emperor wanted to give a better residence at first, but Mr.
Yun insisted on the old residence.
What can I say?
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He is quiet and elegant, and does not like the excitement, so the emperor agreed with him.
"Xiao Anzi looked at his nose and heart respectfully.
Ning Yan waved her hand: "Okay, let's go down."
Xiao Anzi looked at her carefully and left in a hurry.
The Duke of Jin died on the battlefield, the Duke of Jin's wife died in love, and the huge Duke's palace of Jin fell apart.
Princess Anping and her childhood sweetheart, the late Emperor, grew up together and had an extraordinary love.
The late emperor brought her close to the palace for easy care.
At that time, Queen Ruiyi had been a queen for five years.
In the 21st year of Chengjia, the emperor and empress had a quarrel with Princess Anping.
Queen Ruiyi left the palace angrily, and the late emperor named Princess Anping the noble concubine of Yue, doting her on the sixth palace.
Until Concubine Yue gave birth to the little prince, she was frail and sick and left the palace to recuperate, and she was never heard from again.
Three years later, the late emperor became seriously ill and posted an imperial list across the country to look for Queen Rui Yi to see her one last time.
Queen Ruiyi finally appeared and the late emperor recovered from his illness.
In the twenty-fifth year of Chengjia, the young prince was named the prince, who is now the emperor.
This story of deep palace love has been interpreted into many versions and circulated in the world.
After many years, the late emperor and Queen Ruiyi have already left Hexi.
So what does the reappearance of Concubine Yue, the former most beautiful woman in the imperial capital, mean?
She looked at the misty rain outside the pavilion, and frowned slightly.
The storm is about to come, and it seems that another big conspiracy is brewing, and the price is not only the change of the throne, the turmoil of the family and the country, but also the life and death of thousands of people.
How to fight this battle without losing: