"I don't remember anything," Chen Qingxuan was startled and hurriedly whispered. Of course, what he said was against his will. He was just thinking about this time last year. It rained heavily and he and Kong Wenmin were trapped in a small inn. The mooncakes they shared together had the words "Auspicious Flowers and Full Moon" printed on them. He felt a little melancholy and a little inexplicably throbbing, but he always felt that Mei Ya and Zhong Mingwei could hear his conversation with Kong Wenmin. Naturally, he would never admit that he was recalling these things. He paused and added, "It's not an important matter. Why do you remember it so clearly?"
Kong Wenmin was immediately unhappy: "Why is it okay? It was that day when you gave me clothes for the first time. It was because of that dress that the matter of the sachet came up, and later..."
Kong Wenmin didn't say anything else after that. Even though he was thick-skinned and spoke in a low voice, he was too embarrassed to continue speaking in front of so many people.
"Eight hundred years have passed! Why do you keep bringing this up?" Chen Qingxuan was so annoyed that he ignored Kong Wenmin and stood up and left the tent.
"Great Guard Kong, what were you talking about with Mr. Chen just now? Why did Mr. Chen look angry to me?" Mei Ya looked at Chen Qingxuan's back and asked Kong Wenmin.
"No, he... he might be feeling bored after sitting for too long, so he went out to get some fresh air," Kong Wenmin replied restlessly, glancing outside from time to time. Seeing Chen Qingxuan walking further and further away, he couldn't help it anymore, and stood up, "I'm a little bored too, so I went out to get some fresh air."
Mei Ya nodded hurriedly: "Hurry up! Mr. Chen has gone far away. If we don't hurry up, we will lose him!"
Kong Wenmin: “…”
"Ahem!" Zhong Mingwei coughed hurriedly, then turned to Fu Zhongtian, "According to the time, Prince Pingxi and Chongyuan will be here soon."
"Yes," Fu Zhongtian nodded hurriedly, smiling, "Now our army is unstoppable, with several other armies backing us up, and the support of the people of Great Zhou. I'm afraid Prince Rong will not have a good Mid-Autumn Festival."
Kong Wenmin watched them chatting again, and then he walked out of the tent step by step. Meiya looked at his dawdling back and felt a little funny. She wanted to gossip with Zhong Mingwei, but she knew that she had to find a time and place. After hearing what Fu Zhongtian said, Meiya nodded and said, "Of course he will not have a good Mid-Autumn Festival. Now everyone in the Great Zhou knows that he is the traitor who forced the palace to usurp the throne. Although the people of the capital and the ministers in the court dare not speak out, they must hope that he will step down soon. I heard that Prince Rong is having a very hard time now. Except for Zhao Changrong and his party who are still struggling to support the court, which other ministers are willing to work for him? Many ministers are at home on sick leave!"
"Yes, isn't even Prince Rong's father-in-law, Taishan An Zishang, also sick at home? I heard that An Zishang also submitted a petition to resign and return to the countryside. I don't know if Prince Rong approved it," Fu Jiayou said busy, but he couldn't help frowning and said, "There is something I don't understand. Prince Rong ascended the throne and naturally had to win over the hearts of the people as much as possible. How could he order the execution of Prince Rong's wife Da'an at this time? Da'an is the biological mother of the young master, and such a move will naturally make the An family feel disappointed. An Zishang is the Minister of Rites and his father-in-law Taishan. Regardless of whether it is public or private, Prince Rong should never execute Da'an. Even if he doesn't like Da'an, he can just make her a concubine and lock her up in the harem. Why must he kill her?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
