Three years have passed in a flash.
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In the twenty-seventh year of Youhe, just after New Year's Day, Chang'an was bright and beautiful.
The Longyou Pass of the Great Wei was disturbed by a small part of the Nanman army for three consecutive years. In the spring of this year, a young general who had just been promoted used the method of digging tunnels to outflank the enemy's rear. The Great Wei army and the Nanman harassment army fought in Longyou, with a battle line spanning dozens of miles and lasting for more than a month.
After three enemy leaders were killed in succession, the barbarian troops that had been harassing the border of Wei reluctantly retreated and never invaded our territory again. When the central government received the battle report, it was overjoyed and summoned the young general to Chang'an to grant him an official title.
It was not until this time that the central government realized that this young general who climbed up from the bottom was not an unknown person, but the third son of the Chang'an Yang family, Yang Si, who had not been heard from for a long time.
While the central government was considering how high a general position to give Yang Si, Yang Si gathered his troops and headed for Chang'an from Longyou. The troops set up camp a few dozen miles away from Chang'an. Naturally, under normal circumstances, these troops were only there to show off their power and would not enter Chang'an.
The only one who would be summoned would be Yang Si.
That night, Yang Si was drunk by the happy soldiers in the tent. Even though he could drink a lot, he couldn't resist so many people's persuasion. The soldiers were all drunk, and Yang Si was also drunk. He had a splitting headache, but his spirit was extremely excited.
I haven't been to Chang'an for four years, and haven't seen my parents. Now I'm returning home in fine clothes. How can I not be happy?
The drunk Yang Si untied the reins and ignored the drunken soldiers in the tent. He mounted his horse and took advantage of the excitement to gallop southward towards Chang'an.
As dawn approached, the horse slowed down due to fatigue. Yang Si held his forehead and struggled with the horse in frustration. The man and the horse almost fought at dawn, and the farce-like fight ended with Yang Si being thrown off the horse.
Yang Si was thrown off his horse. The horse, which had lost its master, neighed excitedly and ran away with its iron hooves raised, leaving Yang Si in the wilderness. Yang Si cursed, climbed up with his head covered in dust, and walked stumblingly. Not far away, he fell beside a stream, his upper body immersed in the water, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep unconscious.
At daybreak, a brother and sister came on horseback from the other side of the road. The brook was gurgling and the spring scenery was pleasant. The brother and sister saw the young man lying by the brook.
The sister exclaimed, and despite her brother's attempts to stop her, she jumped off the horse and squatted by the stream to check on the sleeping young man.
Yang Si's face was handsome and cold, but it was flushed with drunkenness. He was sleeping soundly, but he was approached, and the habit he had developed over the years made him reach for his knife. Unfortunately, the knife on his waist was lost when he was drunk last night, so Yang Si didn't reach for the knife, but he twisted his hand and grabbed the wrist of the girl who touched him.
The girl cried out in pain.
But she said softly, "My dear, my dear? What's wrong with you? Are you drunk? I am not a bad person. My brother and I are going to Chang'an. My brother is going to participate in the Spring Examination."
Her brother said in a loud voice: "Xiaozhou! This man looks very fierce, just ignore him and let's get on with our journey."
Yang Si opened his eyes dazedly and took a look. He could vaguely see the outline of a girl in yellow. She was not a soldier, nor an enemy on the battlefield. The fighting spirit flowing in his blood receded a little. He vaguely saw the girl smiling at him and then comforting him softly again.
Yang Si thought drunkenly that the voice was so soft, just like singing.
He loosened his grip on her wrists, tilted his head back, and fell asleep again.
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Yan Sanlang had no choice but to agree to his younger sister's request and helped Yang Si onto their horse. The young man lay on his horse, and he held the reins, chatting with Yan Xiaozhou as they walked. Yang Si, who was on the horse, was half asleep and half awake when he heard what they were talking about.
It was just that he was too tired and didn't want to open his eyes.
On the mountain path, Yan Sanlang was scolding his sister: "You are such a busybody. Who knows if he is a good guy or a bad guy? What if he is a robber or a bandit?"
Yan Xiaozhou smiled playfully: "So I tied him up with a rope."
She then acted coquettishly to her brother: "Let's send him to the nearest post station and let him rest there. Isn't that all right? Brother, how can you just stand by and watch him die? If this young man has any urgent business or difficulties, wouldn't it be a waste of time if we don't help him?"
Yan Sanlang turned his head to glance at his sister.
She was in her prime, with fair skin and a slim waist. She had a beauty like spring sunshine, and her eyes were curved when she smiled, with dark, clear, and clean pupils. Both her beauty and her transparent and clear temperament were extremely attractive to men.
Yan Sanlang and his sister were traveling all the way from south to north, so how could he not know the way those men looked at his sister?
That's why I'm so nervous.
I secretly regretted bringing my sister out to play.
Otherwise, the eldest brother should follow as well.
Yan Xiaozhou smiled and said, "Third brother, I think you are thinking about me secretly in your heart again."
Yan Sanlang was startled.
Then he yelled, "No! Why are you acting like my second brother now? You keep complaining even when others have done nothing. Stop it! You are not likable at all."
Yan Xiaozhou pursed his lips and smiled softly, thinking that there was nothing wrong with being like his second brother. However——
She felt a little disappointed and murmured softly, "But, I haven't seen my second brother for more than five years. He is not in Chang'an either."
Yan Sanlang also became depressed, but as a brother after all, he quickly comforted his sister: "Didn't the second brother tell us to stay in Chang'an? He will definitely come back to Chang'an this year."
He had something in his mind that he didn't tell his sister: on the one hand, he came to Chang'an for his imperial examination; on the other hand, he also wanted to wait for his second brother to return to Chang'an and help his sister find a good marriage here.
There are no good families in Lingnan.
If the second brother stays in Chang'an for a long time in the future, the younger sister can marry in Chang'an and have the second brother to take care of her, and their family can feel more at ease.
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When Yang Si completely sobered up, it was already dusk that day.
He stood barefoot with a gloomy face in a room of the post station, thinking for a moment. He only vaguely remembered that the brother and sister who helped him were muttering about "elder brother" and "second brother" all the way, which was meaningless.
I just remember that lady had a very gentle voice.
After thinking for a long time but couldn't think of anything useful, Yang Si simply let the matter go. He went downstairs to see the postmaster, said hello, and borrowed a horse from him. This time he went straight into Chang'an City in one breath.
He is expected to stay in Chang'an for half a year this time.
On the one hand, the old emperor was wary and would not let him return to the border immediately; on the other hand, well, Princess Danyang was probably going to get married.
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The princess' wedding clothes were woven by the Shaofu Supervisor.
In the spring of this year, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households began to prepare for Princess Danyang's wedding. If nothing unexpected happened, Princess Danyang would get married in September of this year. Half a year was enough time to prepare for the princess' wedding and renovate the princess's mansion.
Yang Si came back to Chang'an, stayed at home for a day, stayed in the East Palace for half a day, and then went to Princess Danyang's mansion, curious about who the prince consort was chosen by the lottery in the evening.
Many things have changed over the years.
For example, the crown prince now follows the emperor to learn how to be a king. Although the Ministry of Revenue has returned to the crown prince's hands, he is much more cautious and no longer interferes in everything like before.
For example, the most popular person in Chang'an now is the King of Qin;
For another example, although the King of Qin was in power, the suppression of the forces behind him in recent years was much more severe than when Yang Si left Chang'an, and the ones who contributed the most were the ministers from humble backgrounds who worked together in the court.
The King of Qin was in a glorious position, but he was also asked to pay debts every day, and his mood was complicated.
Speaking of Mu Wanyao... He has become much calmer and more peaceful these years. The prince is no longer as decisive as he was in the past, and Mu Wanyao is no longer as aggressive as he was in the past. Mu Wanyao supports the poor children in the court, but his methods are much more gentle and tactful.
But her power became even greater, and for a while no one competed with her.
Princess Danyang has basically established a firm foothold in the power circle of Chang'an. When she has established her power, she will consider marriage.
Although Yang Si felt sorry that Mu Wanyao and Yan Shang didn't get together, he was still happy for her because she was finally going to get married. So just two days after returning to Chang'an, Yang Si came to Mu Wanyao to ask for wine.
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In the main hall of the princess's mansion, Mu Wan smiled and invited Yang Si to take a seat so that he could taste her newly acquired wine.
The two of them joked and laughed, not fighting like they did when they were children. However, after not seeing each other for many years, even though Mu Wanyao and the prince still ignored each other, the relationship between Mu Wanyao and Yang Si was not affected too much.
Mu Wanyao observed Yang Si and saw that his face had become much colder and harder, and his sitting posture was much straighter than before. His majestic aura had faded away from his youthful recklessness, and he looked like a general who had truly walked out of the battlefield.
Yang Si suddenly tilted his head towards her and said calmly, "Is that your future consort?"
Mu Wanyao followed Yang Si's gaze and saw spring flowers falling in the courtyard and a young man being led by maids approaching from afar.
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After being introduced by the princess, Pei Qing respectfully took a seat behind the princess.
He knew who Sanlang Yang was, so he suppressed his nervousness and chatted with the young man with a smile: "I heard that Sanlang and Your Highness are childhood sweethearts, and this time he came back specifically for Your Highness's wedding. Sanlang and Your Highness have such a good relationship, which makes me very envious."
Yang Si's expression was cold and he glanced at Mu Wan and shook his head.
Mu Wan was shaking the wine glass in her hand, with a nonchalant smile on her lips. Yang Sanlang glanced at her, and she turned back: "Pei Qing, pour some wine for Yang Sanlang. He loves wine. If you want to please him, just give him some wine."
Pei Qing instinctively felt that Yang Si didn't like him. He suppressed the chill of being judged, smiled and said yes.
Later, Yang Si had his meal here.
Pei Qing kept his eyes on Mu Wanyao. He could detect in time what Mu Wanyao wanted. A wine bottle, a dish. He placed them near Mu Wanyao.
Yang Si watched coldly.
Pei Qing probably wanted to talk to him more, but the cold aura around Yang Si made this young man, who came from a scholarly background, look embarrassed several times. He looked at Mu Wanyao uncomfortably several times, and Mu Wanyao smiled at Yang Si: "Don't bully Pei Qing."
Yang Si smiled.
But after the meal, Yang Si pulled his arm outward and said calmly, "Get out."
Pei Qing's body stiffened slightly, and she looked at Mu Wanyao. Mu Wanyao still had a faint smile on her lips. She narrowed her eyes, looking a little lazy and casual: "Go down."
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Only Yang Si and Mu Wanyao were left in the hall.
Yang Si was no longer polite: "This is the prince consort you picked? What kind of vision is this?"
Mu Wanyao said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with that? He listens to me, is well-behaved, and sensible. He doesn't go west when I tell him to go east. He always puts me first, always keeps his eyes on me, and tries hard to get along with the people around me. Even if you treat him badly, he endures it.
"Where can I find such a good prince consort?"
Yang Si's face became colder.
He asked, "Are you looking for a consort, a puppet, or a concubine?"
Mu Wan shook her head and looked at him.
Yang Si stared at her, his cold eyes met her beautiful eyes for a while, and finally he let go of his momentum. Yang Si asked: "What are you doing?"
Mu Wan shook the wine bottle and said nothing.
Yang Si thought Pei Qing was not good, but she thought he was okay.
Pei Qing was born in a poor family, and she has been controlling him since the beginning of the imperial examination. Now she is trying to gain the right to speak in the Ministry of Personnel, and wants to arrange Pei Qing in. If Pei Qing can have a say in the annual imperial examination, she will have more manpower available.
But Pei Qing was young, and for him and Mu Wanyao to be able to enter the Ministry of Personnel as a deputy minister would require a lot of effort.
But if Pei Qing could marry the princess...his position as the Deputy Director of the Ministry of Personnel would definitely be secured.
Ultimately, it's all about power.
Moreover, marrying into a poor family would also make it easier for Mu Wanyao to express his attitude towards the poor family.
Mu Wanyao was very good at using her marriage as a political tool. Although Yang Si didn't know her purpose, he could see her perfunctory attitude towards marriage and couldn't help but feel angry.
Yang Si lowered his voice and said, "When I left Chang'an, you were not like this. Have you been getting older and older these years? Marriage is a lifelong event, are you planning to do it so casually?"
Mu Wanyao asked back, "What's wrong with that? Pei Qing is very obedient and loves me very much. You just don't know him yet. If you know him, you will know that I made a very good choice as a consort."
Yang Si: "I can see that his eyes are on you, but I can't see that you have ever taken your eyes off him. Do you know that when you look at him, your eyes just glance at him casually?"
Mu Wanyao said, "Nonsense. I have looked at him carefully. Why don't you call Pei Qing over and I will look at him carefully for you to see?"
Yang Si said calmly: "But who were you thinking of when you looked at him?"
Mu Wan turned her face away.
Her snow-white face looked a little cold, but there was still a hint of smile in her eyes. She asked back, "Who am I thinking about?"
Others dare not say it.
However, Yang Si was never afraid of this little girl.
Yang Si said, "You are thinking about the person that Pei Qing looks like."
Mu Wan shook his head in shock. Xia Rong, who was standing in the corridor, heard Yang Sanlang's blunt remark and became anxious, fearing that the princess would bring up the case and get angry. In the past three years, they didn't dare to mention that person in front of the princess... What was Yang Sanlang doing?
However, Mu Wanyao was not angry.
Muwan shook her hand and supported her chin, looking thoughtfully at the spring scenery outside the window.
She said casually, "What does it matter? Maybe that's just my taste. I like the same kind of people. I just like those who are well-behaved and obedient."
Yang Si mocked her: "You don't even have a little passion, you say you like it?"
Mu Wanyao didn't want to get angry. She had rarely gotten angry in the past three years. But Yang Si provoked her again and again. She finally got angry and pointed at the door: "Get out! What does this have to do with you? You know shit!"
Yang Si never got used to her.
He leaped up and ran away, mocking her before leaving: "I don't understand how you make do with your life. You are a princess after all, but you can't even get what you want. What kind of princess are you?"
Mu Wanyao was extremely angry and shouted at Fang Tong and other guards to throw Yang San out of the princess's mansion and not allow him to come again. She and Yang Sanlang stood on the left and right sides of the corridor and cursed at each other. Mu Wanyao wanted to pick up a stick and beat Yang Sanlang out, but she finally drove him away.
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After Mu Wanyao quarreled with Yang Si, she angrily closed the door and returned to her room, not allowing anyone to enter and disturb her. Xia Rong and Fang Tong, who were leaning against the pillars to watch the show, gossiped, "Your Highness seems to be more energetic now."
Fang Tong: “Yeah.”
Xia Rong was actually somewhat relieved: "It seems that our Highness is still suitable to be with someone like Yang Sanlang. We should let Sanlang come to visit more often and have a quarrel with the Highness. Maybe the Highness will not always stay alone like usual."
Fang Tong sighed.
Xia Rong muttered, "You're still talking about choosing a consort. His Highness doesn't even allow the consort to stay overnight at his residence. This is totally different from... the previous one."
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Mu Wanyao ignored Yang Si.
Yang Si looked down on the prince consort she had chosen, but this was her marriage, not Yang Si's. So what?
But perhaps influenced by Yang Si, when Mu Wanyao looked at Pei Qing again, he became even less motivated.
She could discuss official business with Pei Qing, but after discussing matters in the court, she wanted to drive Pei Qing away and leave herself alone... She felt that being alone was much more comfortable than having an extra man in the house. Mu Wanyao suspected that there was something wrong with her, but she was not unhappy.
Neither good nor bad.
One day, Mu Wanyao had just returned from outside when Pei Qing arrived at the princess's residence. Mu Wanyao looked cold, and when she got off the car, she didn't even look at Pei Qing, and she lifted her skirt to go up the stairs.
Pei Qing could tell from her expression that she was in a bad mood today. He thought she had a quarrel with some minister. Pei Qing was hesitating when Mu Wan turned to look at him and said, "What's the matter? Tell me quickly. I'm a little tired today, so I won't keep you for dinner."
Pei Qing pulled out a young man in plain clothes from behind him and said softly, "It's like this. I just met this young man. I feel that he is very talented and may be on the list of the imperial examination this spring. So I want to bring him to meet Your Highness."
Although he said it so tactfully, Mu Wanyao knew what he meant. He meant to help the other party publish the manuscript.
Mu Wan raised the corner of his lip and said perfunctorily: "You are also a high-ranking official in the court. You can go to the Minister of Personnel in my name. You don't need to ask me for advice on such a small matter."
The young man behind Pei Qing looked a little embarrassed and angry.
He could tell that the princess didn't take it seriously.
Pei Qing was also embarrassed. Because of Mu Wanyao's attitude, his previous guarantee became ridiculous. He took a step forward, followed Mu Wanyao, and tried to fight for it: "Your Highness, he is a famous talent in Nanyang, Your Highness, can you really not ask more questions..."
Mu Wan stood on the steps and suddenly stopped.
I heard the word "Nanyang" in my ears.
For some unknown reason, perhaps Yang Sixun's words had really affected her, or perhaps the wine she drank in the afternoon had made her a little drunk, Mu Wan turned her head to look at the unhappy boy.
There was a hint of smile on her lips, as if she was teasing him on purpose, or as if she was curious: "Nanyang talent? Do you know someone named Yan Shang?"
Pei Qing's eyes froze slightly. He looked at Mu Wanyao, but Mu Wanyao seemed to be just curious, and her smile was still indifferent.
The boy was at a loss.
Mu Wanyao said casually: "It's the county magistrate of your Nanyang Rang County..."
The young man suddenly realized: "Your Highness, are you talking about Yan Lang, who is known as the 'famous minister in the country'? Are you talking about our Lord Yan Suchen?"
Mu Wan shook: "..."
Her eyes froze and she laughed, "Yes. It's him. Why, he's famous?"
Pei Qing's smile was already very forced. He lowered his sleeves and looked at Mu Wanyao. However, Mu Wanyao's dark eyes were fixed on the boy behind him, and he couldn't see him at all.
The young man praised him, "Our Lord is naturally very famous. Your Highness doesn't know that the official and private schools in Nanyang are now more prosperous than those in Chang'an. Many famous scholars and masters in our place have come to teach in the school, all of whom were invited by our Lord.
"The Lord not only hired famous teachers for us, but also set up an enlightenment school and personally compiled books. For poor children like me who don't have the money to travel to Chang'an, he will also help us..."
Mu Wanyao stared at the longing look in the boy's eyes for a long while.
She smiled and said, "Stay for dinner."
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This young man invited by Pei Qing clearly sensed the princess's interest in their master. If he wanted to ask the princess to submit his manuscripts and marry into the princess's family, he naturally had to please the princess.
So during the meal that night, even though Pei Lang hinted to him several times not to say anything, as long as the princess was willing to listen, the young man still racked his brains to think about their master's deeds.
After the food tray was removed, Mu Wanyao still did not intend to end the conversation. She held her chin with her hand, her eyes shining like stars, and she laughed at the boy's words.
She smiled and said, "Really? Have you really seen him? Could he teach you to read? No way? He shouldn't be able to do that."
The young man said excitedly, "How can I trouble the Lord to teach us to read? Once the Lord came to the school, and everyone ran to see him. I also took a look in the crowd. Your Highness, you are an old acquaintance of our Lord, right? Then Your Highness should know that our Lord's demeanor is really...cultivated and dignified, which makes people speechless."
Mu Wan's cheeks turned red.
She lowered her eyelashes a little embarrassedly, said "hmm" softly, and said with a red face: "He is very handsome."
The young man said, "Your Highness, do you know who our Nanyang governor is? He is a young man from the famous Jiang family in Nanyang. The governor of Nanyang wanted to marry his daughter to our master, but the governor chatted with our master all night, and the next day he was ashamed and said that his daughter was not worthy of the master."
Mu Wan smiled and the light in her eyes became brighter.
She said, "So you really met him?"
Young man: "Yes, I have seen him! Not only have I seen him, I have also talked to him."
Mu Wanyao: "Isn't his voice very nice? It's low and soft, like, like whispering to you, or like a spring breeze blowing by."
The young man smiled and said, "That's probably true. I've never seen the Lord speak loudly."
Mu Wanyao: "He doesn't speak loudly! Because he is very well-mannered, he rarely gets angry. And even if you make him angry, it doesn't matter, he rarely loses face for others. If you do something wrong, he will just look at you and sigh helplessly, like this-"
Mu Wan closed her eyes, and when she looked up again after a while, her whole temperament became very gentle. She looked at the two people at the table tenderly, and sighed softly, like a cloud of mist blowing gently and then dispersing softly.
The boy said, "I have never seen him sigh."
Mu Wanyao was displeased and felt that he knew too little.
However, she was still very interested in talking to the boy. She asked, "Have you ever seen him in a daze?"
The young man thought for a long time and said, "Once! One time I went to the school and saw the Lord standing outside our school. The teachers had all left, but he was still standing there, motionless. He must have been in a daze."
Mu Wan shook her cheeks and felt hot.
She smiled and said, "Isn't it funny when he is in a daze? He just stands there blankly for a long time with his eyes looking up at the sky. He is completely confused, and then he is in a daze for a long time, and you can hear him sighing. The sigh at this time is different from the sigh when he is helpless... I like to see him in a daze."
As it is, so it is. So it is.
For the whole night, Mu Wanyao and the young man had a great conversation with one person. Pei Qing left in the middle of the conversation, but it did not spoil Mu Wanyao's mood.
After all, she is a princess, she can do whatever she wants.
But Pei Qing began to feel uneasy... and began to feel that something was about to happen.
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Mu Wanyao talked with the boy for a whole night, and invited him to stay at the princess's mansion that night. The next day, she took the initiative to help him with the manuscript. Unfortunately, the boy knew very little about Yan Shang's affairs. Mu Wanyao could not learn more from him, and she quickly lost interest.
At night, Mu Wanyao was drinking alone in the mansion when Xia Rong came to tell her, "Pei Lang wants to see His Highness."
Mu Wan frowned and said, "If it's not important, there's no need to meet."
So Xia Rong went out for a while, and when she came back, she saw the princess still drinking by herself. Xia Rong knelt beside the princess, hesitated for a while, and still advised: "Your Highness is about to get married, why are you still ignoring Pei Lang like this?"
Mu Wan shook his head without replying, and said, "Did he give you money to bribe you to say good things about him in front of me?"
Xia Rong was ashamed: "...No. Pei Lang did this, but I didn't dare to accept his money. I just felt a little sympathetic towards him, so I spoke like this."
Mu Wanyao muttered, "Yan Shang has never been like this."
Xia Rong was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that she had heard it wrong.
The moon shone through the window, cold and white, and covered Mu Wanyao's body. Xia Rong looked at the princess for a while and said, "Your Highness has been mentioning Yan Erlang a lot recently."
Mu Wanyao said nothing.
Xia Rong: "I don't understand...after that incident, didn't Your Highness hate Yan Erlang? How come now...that day, that young man talked to Your Highness about Yan Erlang. In the past few years, I have never seen Your Highness so happy. Pei Lang's face was ugly at that time, but when I saw Your Highness, I almost forgot about it."
Mu Wan curled the corners of his mouth.
She propped her forehead with her hand, lowered her eyes and looked at the wine in the glass, a little confused: "I don't know... maybe it's because Yang San is back, maybe it's because I'm getting married soon... I always think of him, and think of him more and more.
"You know, when I look at Pei Qing now, I'm thinking about what Yang San said. Did I support this person in the first place because Pei Qing was very similar to Yan Shang in some way?
"But I also feel that Pei Qing is not good. I often think that he is completely different from Yan Shang. He is not as shy as Yan Shang. Although he is also introverted, he is not as uncomfortable as Yan Shang. His eyes always follow me, but Yan Shang often doesn't look at me... As soon as I turn around, Pei Qing is there. But I, I like to see Yan Shang sitting there in a daze.
"Obviously Pei Qing only has me in his heart, but why do I not care? Obviously Yan Shang doesn't only have me in his heart, but why don't I feel indifferent when I'm with him? I don't like sitting with Pei Qing, I don't like talking to him, I don't like him agreeing with every word I say...
"He is very obedient, but I... I don't know. I just feel that..."
Mu Wanyao lay on the table and murmured, "When Yan was still here, I felt very safe and my emotions would fluctuate. When Pei Qing was here, my heart was calm, as if it was dead."
Xia Rong was silent for a while, then said, "Why does Your Highness feel that Yan Erlang is safe? He clearly, clearly treated Your Highness like that."
Mu Wanyao immediately looked up. Perhaps because she was drunk, she quickly retorted, "That's different! He didn't leave me for any other reason. He just had a different stance from me at the beginning, and we couldn't go on. He didn't do anything bad to me. After he left, he left me a letter advising me on what to do...
"Xia Rong, you don't understand Yan Shang. You don't know what kind of person he is. But I know. I knew it from the beginning."
She turned around and gave her maid a secret smile. She whispered:
"I'm telling you in secret, if I were blind or lame, if I were no longer a princess, your attitude towards me would change because of this. But Yan Shang wouldn't. Even if he's not by my side, I know that if anything happens to me, he will help me, and he will help me without reservation."
Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at the bright moon. The moonlight shone into her eyes and fell into her dark world.
She was neither confused nor helpless.
She was neither sad nor distressed.
I am just lonely. I often feel it is too quiet at night. I suddenly don't know who to look at when I hold the lamp.
Mu Wan gazed at the moonlight and murmured like a fool: "He is the best person I have ever seen in the world. No one is as good as him."
Mu Wan swayed on the table, her shoulders trembling slightly. Xia Rong felt that she was sobbing, so she gently pushed the princess and looked at her face. However, she did not see that the princess was crying. She was like a kitten, whimpering, complaining, and scratching her claws.
She wanted someone.
Especially want it.
It’s just that I can’t usually show it.
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Mu Wanyao's drunken statement that night was short-lived. Xia Rong wanted to discuss the matter with the princess the next day, but Mu Wanyao brushed it off lightly, not giving her a chance to speak.
Until one day, when Mu Wanyao and his group came back from outside and stood in the alley where the princess's mansion was located, they were suddenly startled.
Because a carriage was parked in the alley. This ordinary carriage was obviously not used by Mu Wanyao. And the servants were moving something from next door... Mu Wanyao felt his heartbeat suddenly become unnatural.
Before Xia Rong and the others could react, Mu Wanyao had already walked into the mansion next door. The mansion next door had not been taken care of for three years and was very desolate. However, Mu Wanyao's eyes were not searching for the scenery, but for people... She didn't find the person she thought she was, and when she couldn't tell what she felt, she heard a soft and surprised female voice behind her: "Is it... Your Highness? Princess Danyang?"
Mu Wan shook her head and saw a young girl holding a pile of books, smiling at her. A young man hurriedly shouted something, but when he saw Mu Wan shaking his head, he was like a duck with its throat pinched, and suddenly lost his voice.
Mu Wanyao did not recognize that the young man was Yan Sanlang, but she stared at the graceful girl for a long while and called out, "You are... Yan Xiaozhou!"
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Yan Xiaozhou and Yan Sanlang felt a little embarrassed.
I originally wanted to tidy up the mansion while the princess was away, but I didn't expect to run into the princess again.
Yan Xiaozhou spoke softly: "It's like this, I accompanied my third brother to Beijing to take the imperial examination, and my second brother didn't want us to live here, saying that he wanted to sell this house. My third brother decided to volunteer, and we cleaned up the courtyard a little and helped the second brother sell this house. Because the second brother is also going to get married, he will always need money..."
Mu Wan was stunned.
She frowned: "Get married?"
Yan Xiaozhou looked at her with his dark and clear eyes. She looked at the princess and keenly saw through her thoughts, so after a moment's hesitation, Yan Xiaozhou did not speak.
Yan Sanlang was stunned: "Your Highness, what are you going to do? Can't my second brother get married? My eldest brother already has three children, and my second child is about to be born... We finally persuaded my second brother to get married, and it's already too late! He can't delay any longer!"
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