Chapter 112: Little Aunt? She can’t even think about it!
Song Yanxi bit her lower lip lightly, glancing at the two people who had gone from being on edge to being bored, and said with some embarrassment, "Princess Shihan seems to have some misunderstandings about me. We are traveling together, and I'm afraid that any friction will affect the progress of the army."
Emperor Xuande narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What do you think?"
Anyone who knew him could sense that he was in a bad mood at the moment.
Dehai quickly winked at Song Yanxi, signaling her to quit while she was ahead and not to follow Zhuang Shihan's example and act so arrogantly.
The emperor's majesty must not be challenged.
Under the complicated gazes of the crowd, Song Yanxi hesitated again and again, but finally said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to ride on horseback."
Except for Emperor Xuande, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Princess Yong'an was smart enough not to make any excessive demands, otherwise, she would be the only one left in the capital and not allowed to go with the army.
Being able to sneak away and join the army without being punished, and even daring to use military merits to exchange for a marriage, forcing the emperor to agree, Princess Ren Shihan really has some real abilities.
If it were someone else, she would have been in big trouble just for her misbehavior in front of the emperor.
"You can ride a horse?" Emperor Xuande looked at Song Yanxi with a smile.
Indeed, ordinary women in the boudoir usually do not go out of the main door or the back door. It is not convenient for them to take big steps in complicated clothes, let alone ride a horse.
Even though she was the daughter of a military general, she was brought up strictly at home and riding a horse was absolutely not allowed.
Song Yanxi smiled awkwardly and lowered her voice, "Your Majesty, I'm not very good at horse riding. I learned it secretly from my grandfather, and my parents are unaware of it."
Prince An took two steps forward, his eyes full of praise as he said, "It is true that a daughter of a general is born into a family of heroes. Although Princess Yong'an is a woman, her heart and courage are no less than a man's. She is truly admirable."
"Your Highness Prince An, thank you for your kind words." Song Yanxi bowed hurriedly, looking flattered.
The Yongchuan Marquis Mansion has been declining over the years and has long been pushed to the edge of power, with no say in the court.
Although there were still a few members of the Yan family in the court, they all held civil or idle positions and had no relationship with him.
Why did Prince An speak up to help her out?
Before Song Yanxi could think about it, Emperor Xuande said, "The journey is long. How can a weak woman like you endure the hardship of riding a horse? It's better not to show off your strength."
Song Yanxi frowned slightly when she thought of the news she had received early in the morning.
Seeing her reluctance, Emperor Xuande turned to look at Mo Jinchuan in the wheelchair and asked gently, "Xiaowu, the journey to the border is long and difficult. How about letting this girl ride with you?"
Before Song Yanxi could refuse, several imperial censors could no longer hold back.
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable. Princess Yong'an is a married woman. This is against etiquette!"
"Women joining the army violates our ancestors' rules. Your Majesty, please think twice!"
"Acting like this is a violation of social order. Your Majesty, please think twice!"
After they finished talking, Song Yanxi also knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please reconsider."
It is indeed unacceptable for a single man and a single woman to ride together, and it is no wonder that these old censors reacted so strongly.
Although riding a horse is a bit tiring, it allows you to see more of the scenery along the way, which is also a wonderful thing.
Emperor Xuande ignored them and only asked Mo Jinchuan: "Xiaowu, what do you think?"
Mo Jinchuan didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly, "There are differences between men and women."
Upon hearing this, several imperial censors breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past, Your Majesty loved His Royal Highness Prince Jin the most. Now that he has said so, Your Majesty cannot force him to do so, right?
Thinking of this, Censor Qu wiped the sweat from his forehead and put his heart back in his stomach.
But before he could even finish the flattering words, "Your Majesty is wise," Emperor Xuande said displeasedly, "Xiaowu, when did you become so pedantic like these old fellows?"
"Your Majesty..." The censors who were called old guys felt like crying.
Emperor Xuande interrupted impatiently, "If you feel my decision is inappropriate, feel free to impeach me at the court tomorrow morning."
The army sets out today, and if we impeach him at the morning court tomorrow, can we still get him back?
This is clearly a warning to them to shut up!
Several imperial censors looked at each other, their faces becoming uglier than each other.
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyes and looked at him, with a hint of displeasure in his dark eyes.
Emperor Xuande seemed to have anticipated what he was about to say, and spoke even faster, "Yanxi is my elder brother's granddaughter. Therefore, she is your elder, Xiaowu. You should call her little aunt."
Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan's expression became even colder.
He caught a glimpse of Song Yanxi's expression of trying not to laugh, and his hands on his knees tightened slightly.
Little aunt?
She can't even think about it!
Censor Qu stared at Emperor Xuande's impatient eyes, his face flushed, and he managed to utter, "It is natural for Princess Yong'an and His Royal Highness Prince Jin to take care of each other."
Your Majesty has even brought up this relationship, what else can they say?
Having the courage to speak out is the foundation of being a minister, but the prerequisite is that you have the authority to speak out.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when several old censors helped each other to stand up, they heard the "popping" sound of dislocated joints.
Censor Qu touched his leg and muttered softly, "I'm really old now, my bones are not working well anymore."
Song Yanxi noticed that after hearing this, Mo Jinchuan calmly hid his hands back into his sleeves.
As expected, she was right. He did not like the title of "little aunt".
It didn't matter, she had no intention of being his aunt anyway.
Otherwise, if the two of them get married, it will be...
Realizing what she was thinking, Song Yanxi quickly pinched her palms and put those messy thoughts behind her.
While no one was paying attention to her, she quickly walked up to Dehai and put the small porcelain bottle in her sleeve into his hand.
"Princess, what's going on..." Dehai was shocked.
If he calculated correctly, this was the only one left on Princess Yong'an's body.
Song Yanxi was about to explain when she saw Dehai glance in the direction of Emperor Xuande, and then returned the porcelain bottle and gave her an exquisitely carved wooden box.
He said, "I will certainly convey the princess's kindness to His Majesty. There are two pills in this box. If you suffer a serious injury, they can temporarily prolong your life."
"Such a valuable item..."
"Princess, please don't refuse. This is His Majesty's wish. I hope you can take good care of His Royal Highness Prince Jin and return to the capital safely with him."
The last half of the sentence was added by Dehai on his own initiative.
Hearing that it was Emperor Xuande's intention, Song Yanxi no longer refused.
He has always loved his son Mo Jinchuan, so the things he gave him must be good. There's no guarantee that he might need them someday.
Mo Jinchuan had difficulty walking, so someone had to lift him and the chair onto the carriage, which took quite a bit of effort.
As Song Yanxi stood aside waiting, a figure came quickly and stopped in front of her.
"Princess Yong'an, may I have a moment with you?"
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