In the trembling of Ling Xinqin.
"Bang!"
A heavy slap hit her in the face, causing Ling Xinqin to stagger and half of her face to swell up.
"You bitch, I have told you so many times to put away your stupid and vicious thoughts and make good use of your identity as the daughter of the general!"
"How stupid and vicious you are! You still don't understand the situation! You keep calling me a bastard. If this gets out, my whole palace will lose their heads with you!"
Blood flowed from the corner of Ling Xinqin's mouth.
She looked resentfully at the drunk and violent man in front of her.
"After a few days of rest, get back to the General's Mansion to visit General Ling. What do you think you are without the General's Mansion? I didn't give you the position of Princess Ming to eat for free. If you are useless, you don't have to be the Princess Ming. Anyway, you can't get any benefits in the General's Mansion. They don't care about you, right?"
After giving the ultimatum, King Ming walked away without even looking at Ling Xinqin.
Xiaoyue, who had been hiding somewhere unknown, reappeared at this time.
"Princess, I'll go get you some ice from the ice storage. This on your face...it's not good for others to see."
“Ah!~!!!!!! Ah~!!!!”
Ling Xinqin screamed like a madman who was trapped in a small iron box and was about to suffocate. She scratched and hit the box desperately, trying to escape and open it, but she couldn't get out no matter what.
I can only suffocate little by little in despair.
Xiaoyue appeared respectful on the surface, but inwardly she was cold as she stepped back to get the ice.
Although the regime changed and the emperor changed, not all royal family members with the surname Changsun had a bad life.
Changsun Yunmin is an exception.
Changsun Yunmin is a handsome man who likes to wave his folding fan whenever he wants, looking like a gentleman.
Although he was the son of Emperor Jing who was dealt with by Changsun Wuji and Baili Feiyue, when everyone else was afraid of Changsun Wuji and wary of Changsun Wuji, the Ninth Uncle Regent, although he was also afraid, he truly respected and feared Changsun Wuji, the Ninth Uncle, from the bottom of his heart.
Therefore, he was the only one who treated Zhangsun Wuji as a normal uncle, unlike the others who either curry favor with him or try to avoid him.
To put it bluntly, he is a rare person in the royal family who is insightful, not power-hungry, and open-minded.
Not long after Baili Feiyue returned to the capital, he once lurked in the crowd and planned to attack the horse pulling Changsun Wuji's carriage, but he was defeated by an ordinary human trafficker who drugged him.
At that time, Baili Feiyue was wearing the face and identity of the miracle doctor "Murong Jiu".
Changsun Wuji, who had already noticed the "miracle doctor Murong Jiu" in the crowd in the carriage, asked Changsun Yunmin, who happened to be nearby, to take the unconscious Baili Feiyue away.
Before Baili Feiyue lost consciousness and completely passed out, Changsun Yunmin pretended to say two very provocative words.
He probably first pretended to be puzzled as to why there was a woman there, and then muttered to himself that recently people had given women as gifts to the Ninth Prince, and he just happened to pick up a ready-made one here.
As you can imagine, this person has a very cynical and careless personality.
Such a person, standing in front of Emperor Chengyuan's Changsun Qing at this moment, is much more calm and composed than before.
"Your Majesty, the people we sent to protect Sister Jiu'er were poisoned and tied up by her people and thrown back to the government office in Dajing..."
Although the children in his family are about the same age as Changsunqing in front of him, in terms of seniority, he, Changsunqing and Jiuer are indeed siblings of the same generation.
He is still the "big brother".
But when he looked at the face of His Majesty in front of him, which was exactly the same as the Ninth Prince's, and the same enchanting purple eyes, Changsun Yunmin felt that his life was too difficult.
It's very stressful.
He missed the days when his Ninth Uncle and the Emperor in front of him both liked to wear masks.
"Sister Jiu Er obviously doesn't want us to get involved in the treasure map rumor..."
"I just asked you to arrange someone to follow her and protect her, but you were discovered. What's the point of having you?"
Zhangsun Yunmin is just a little too old to cry.
Is sister Jiuer an ordinary person?
He would rather face a huge army than compete with Sister Jiuer in a battle of wits and courage! He is very self-aware!
"Your Majesty, you also know that I have never had any ambitions and no knowledge. You gave me half of our spy network outside Dajing, how can I take on such a big responsibility..."
"In that case, how about letting you go to the northwest and be a leisurely prince?" The young emperor smiled slightly.
Changsun Yunmin was frightened by the laughter.
Don't laugh, let's talk nicely!
When you smile, you look more like the Ninth Prince!
"No, no, no, what I mean is, if I can't even take on this kind of mission, then no one else can!"
northwest?
How could he endure going to such a barren place?
In order to avoid being sent to the northwest to open up wasteland, Changsun Yunmin quickly changed the topic to one that would surely please the emperor.
"Your Majesty, the Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt are only three days away from the capital. If there are no delays on the way, according to their current schedule, they will be able to enter the city at dusk in three days."
There was a slight movement in the depths of Changsun Qing's purple eyes, which usually showed no emotion.
He immediately restrained himself and said, "Yes, I understand."
Zhangsun Yunmin: “…” Your Majesty, if you want to be happy, then be happy!
After Changsun Yunmin left, someone else came to report something.
"The whereabouts of Yin Xuanmo, the regent of Southern Xinjiang, has been found. Does the master have any instructions?"
"Have someone watch him secretly, and don't touch him for now. We'll talk about everything after mother comes back."
"Yes." The person who reported quickly retreated.
When there was no one in the hall, Changsun Qing, the Emperor Chengyuan, who was no longer looked down upon by any civil or military official, quickly returned to his bedroom at the back for a nap.
He opened the heavy and expensive wardrobe, looked at the full wardrobe of clothes and began to choose carefully.
Which one will he wear on the day his mother comes back?
Three days passed in a flash.
Ling Xueer did not tell Ling Sheng that Baili Feiyue was coming back. Ling Xueer was also unsure whether Baili Feiyue would return to the General's Mansion as soon as she came back.
Ling Sheng's body did not encounter any accident nor did he suffer any sudden injury.
Perhaps it was due to the various things that happened in the General's Mansion, Ling Sheng's health had deteriorated very quickly over the past year. It was as if all the injuries he had received on the battlefield and the damage his body had suffered were pent up and released.
In addition to the bitter cold weather at the border, Ling Sheng's body, which was originally in his prime, has become less than that of an old man in just over a year.
But he was still holding on. If Shangguan Xun, who was also at the frontier, had not discovered that he was in poor health and secretly wrote a memorial to the capital, and Chang Sun Qing in the capital had not issued an imperial decree to recall Ling Sheng, he would most likely have to hide it from everyone and spend the rest of his life at the frontier.
Imperial physicians came to see him one after another, but his health was as bad as a mountain and he had to be nursed back to health.
When Ling Sheng was in high spirits, he looked like a Confucian general and did not look cold and hard.
Now that he has retired to recuperate at home, he has become unusually silent.
Or perhaps it could be said that after many things happened in the General's Mansion, he became more and more silent.
He doesn't socialize with others and rarely speaks.
It was difficult for him to walk on his own now, but he asked someone to make him a pair of crutches. Every day before dawn, which was the time when the soldiers in the army did their morning exercises, he would walk out of the house with the crutches and start his morning exercise by taking a walk along the patrol walls of Dajing Kyoto.
At first, people who knew him came up to him and showed their concern when they saw him being surprised.
But Ling Sheng ignored all those who showed concern and kindness with a blank expression. Gradually, no one came up to him anymore.
Ling Xueer was worried, so she naturally asked someone to follow her secretly.
But those who followed would never dare to show up.
Therefore, when Ling Sheng accidentally fell on his way back to the city early in the morning, the people in the dark had no choice but to endure it and did not dare to show up to help.
Ling Sheng tried to stand up with the help of crutches but failed for a long time.
At this time, a commoner who didn't know him passed by and said, "Hey, old man. Are you okay?" and was about to help Ling Sheng.
Fortunately, this time Ling Sheng did not treat him like he did the servants and guards in the mansion, and allowed the young man to help him up.
"Father, are you alone? I don't know where your home is. I see... it's not very convenient for you. Can I take you back?"
"No need." Ling Sheng said coldly.
The young man was stunned, "But my father-in-law..."
"I said no."
The young man was a little embarrassed and slowly let go of his arm. "No, sorry. Then you better be careful."
The young man walked a long way and still looked back at Ling Sheng.
Helplessly, he said to the passers-by nearby, "I don't know whose father-in-law this is. He's quite stubborn."
"But it's easy to be like this when you get older. My grandfather was like this too. He just wouldn't let us help him with anything."
"Shh..."
The passerby quickly gestured to the honest young man and said in a low voice, "You fool, you don't even know this person?"
"Ah? Do you know each other?"
Someone on the other side replied with a half-smile, "Isn't he the famous General Ling?"
The young man was stunned. General Ling? ! !
He turned around in disbelief to look at the "old man" in the distance. How could he look like the General Ling he had heard of, who made enemies from all over the world tremble in fear and fear?
The young man's thoughts were clearly shown on his face. The man continued, "Haha, it's not surprising. No matter how powerful a person is, they can't escape birth, aging, illness and death. Besides, this General Ling has won every battle on the battlefield, and the mansion..."
He didn't go into detail, but it was very meaningful and thought-provoking.
"Besides, a man, and a man of such great reputation, without even a root, is also considered to be without descendants. Naturally, he feels hopeless and lifeless."
These words are indeed poisonous.
But it is true.
In the eyes of most people, having no sons and only daughters means cutting off the family roots.
What, General Ling has a son? Isn't that Master Ling Jiu?
Such people must be ill-informed!
There is a private rumor that Prince Ling Jiu, who rebelled against Dajing, is not the son of General Ling at all!
Rumor has it that it was the late emperor... that or that! I know everything, so I won't say it directly!
"You are going too far! No matter what, General Ling has made great contributions to our Dajing and deserves respect. How can we allow an idle person like you to gossip here!"
"Why? It's just that everyone is afraid to say it out loud. If you ask where the dirtiest place in Dajing is, besides the toilets of every household, it must be General Ling's Mansion!"
"I'm just speaking the truth. It's been suppressed now. But it's only been a short time, less than two years. Can we just forget all the mess in the General's Mansion as if we have collectively lost our memory?"
"I just feel sorry for him. Tsk, the general's mansion that was once so powerful is now headed by a daughter who was previously unknown. There are two other daughters, and the one who married His Majesty the King of Ming is even less known than this one. There is a famous Miss Ling San..."
Hiss~
When the words "Miss Third Ling" were mentioned, the people around who were originally joining in the fun took a deep breath in their hearts.
They all immediately pretended they hadn't heard anything, lowered their heads and went about their own business.
"Look at your behavior, what are you afraid of? Although Miss Ling San is his daughter, but..."
There was no gasp this time, and the air suddenly became quiet.
Everyone was like zombies, their eyes falling with difficulty on the ordinary carriage that had just stopped.
There was a beautiful woman in red who had lifted the curtain and was smiling at the man who was talking nonsense.
There was a strange and mysterious flower embroidery on her cheek below her left eye. Instead of being ugly, she looked indescribably charming and evil. "Whose daughter do you think Miss Ling San is?"
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