Chapter 782 Unleashing a Powerful Move! (Third Update)
After school today, the young princess came to the Imperial Preceptor's Hall again.
The two little ones completed the homework assigned by Master Lü together.
The process was as follows: Xiao Jingkong carefully completed each question, and the little princess carefully drew each little turtle.
Master Lü dared not say anything to her, and every time he had to go against his conscience and give her homework an A grade.
The little princess is the first person in history to become famous for her turtle-like strength.
One little loudspeaker was noisy enough, and then another tiny loudspeaker came along, playing stereo in a loop. My aunt almost got sent flying to the heavens, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
Zhang Dequan was unaware that the Empress Dowager inside the room had been disturbed to the point of losing her mind. He was simply feeling sorry for the King, who adored the young princess and longed for her every day.
But daughters grow up and leave home.
In the courtyard, Zhang Dequan said awkwardly, "Little Princess, we can't keep coming to the Imperial Preceptor's Hall..."
The young princess said matter-of-factly, "I've come to visit my nephew and cousin, what's wrong with that!"
Are you here to visit His Highness the Eldest Grandson and the Third Princess?
Would you like to put down the comb you're holding before you speak?
Two little ones are combing the horse—
The Horse King had already fled, and now the Black Wind King lay obediently on the ground, while the two little ones lay fearlessly on its body.
"Your hair is so beautiful," the little princess said in a sweet, childlike voice as she combed the Black Wind King's mane.
Black Wind King has a very high tolerance for human cubs; they groom themselves while it rests.
It was no longer like it was in the Han family, always tense and on guard, not allowing itself to show the slightest sign of fatigue or weakness.
No one expects it to be a warhorse that never falls.
It can rest, it can be lazy, and it can enjoy leisure time that it hasn't enjoyed in fifteen years.
It no longer lives for its master, no longer lives to wait; for the rest of its life, it will live only for itself and fight for its companions.
Fighting side by side is not a mission, it's our true feeling.
inside the house.
Gu Jiao finished making the third little figure. She had been working on it all day, and her eyes were sore.
"Is this alright, Auntie?" Gu Jiao asked, handing the little figure to Empress Dowager Zhuang.
The aunt nodded and said to the old priest standing beside her, "Haven't you finished writing yet?"
"Finished, finished!" The old chief priest put down his pen and pasted the notes one by one onto the back of the little figure.
The method my aunt described was actually very simple, but also quite brutal—it was a form of witchcraft.
Commonly known as "pinching voodoo dolls".
In this feudal and superstitious dynasty, the practice of casting spells was explicitly prohibited by law because everyone believed in it and considered it extremely vicious, almost equivalent to murder and arson, and also insidious.
“Silver needles,” the aunt said.
Gu Jiao took out silver needles and stuck them into the little boy's body, jokingly asking, "Grandma, aren't you afraid of killing Aheng?"
Empress Dowager Zhuang calmly said, "This is not Aheng's birth date and time, it is Xiao Qing's."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Empress Dowager Zhuang added, "Besides, this thing is useless, completely useless."
Her tone was filled with deep resentment.
It was as if I had personally tried it, wasted a lot of energy and effort, and ended up failing.
Gu Jiao asked curiously, "How did you know? Auntie, have you tried it? Who have you pricked?"
Empress Dowager Zhuang glanced discreetly at the old chief priest opposite her, coughed lightly, and said, "No one."
Gu Jiao took in her great-aunt's gaze and felt admiration for her great-uncle. To survive her great-aunt's methods was truly tenacious and powerful.
Gu Jiao continued making the little figure: "The little figure is finished. Now we just need to figure out how to put it into Consort Han's palace."
The night was dark and the wind was high.
A small figure dressed as a eunuch crawled through the dog hole in the cold palace and stood up with a head full of straw.
Outside the walls of the Cold Palace, a young man's voice rang out: "I'll be waiting for you here."
"Understood," the little eunuch said.
"Be careful."
"So long-winded!"
The little eunuch snorted and turned away.
The young eunuch swaggered around the palace until more and more palace servants appeared in front of him. Only then did he shrug his shoulders and adopt a submissive demeanor.
The young eunuch arrived at a palace that exuded a fragrant aroma of flowers and knocked on the tightly closed vermilion gate.
Who is it?
A palace maid walked over impatiently, "Her Majesty has already retired for the night. Who is knocking and making noise outside?"
The little eunuch didn't say anything, he just kept knocking.
The palace maid was annoyed. She removed the latch, opened the courtyard gate, and saw a petite eunuch standing at the door.
The eunuch kept his head down, making it impossible to see his face.
The palace maid asked, "Who are you? How dare you break into our Xianfu Palace in the middle of the night!"
The young eunuch remained silent, only raising his head slightly.
Just then, an older woman walked by and immediately noticed those bright, piercing phoenix eyes in the night.
Her legs went weak, and she almost knelt down.
The young eunuch, or rather Shangguan Yan, said solemnly, "I want to see your mistress."
The nanny hurried to the inner palace to report.
Before long, she returned, dismissed the little palace maid, and politely welcomed Shangguan Yan inside.
All the palace servants had been dismissed, and the journey was very quiet. Only this old woman led Shangguan Yan through the well-arranged courtyards.
Each concubine in the palace has her own persona; for example, Consort Han is a devout Buddhist, while Consort Wang is a flower grower.
The two walked around the covered corridor and stopped in front of a house.
The old nanny stood guard at the door and said to Shangguan Yan, "Her Highness is inside. Please come in, Third Princess."
Shangguan Yan entered the house.
Consort Wang sat regally in the main seat, like the sun high in the clouds.
When she saw Shangguan Yan, a hint of undisguised surprise flashed in her eyes. She then walked over and gently invited Shangguan Yan to sit down at the table.
Shangguan Yan was very polite and waited for her to sit down before sitting down herself.
This was a treatment that no previous empress or concubine had ever received.
As the Crown Princess, everyone except the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager was subordinate to her in status.
Consort Wang smiled and said, "Yan'er is being too polite today."
Shangguan Yan said, "Times have changed. I am no longer the Crown Princess, so I can no longer act like one."
Consort Wang took a sip of tea, her eyes flickered, and she said, "I heard that Yan'er is seriously injured."
Shangguan Yan said frankly, "To be honest, I was faking my injury."
Consort Wang was taken aback.
Shangguan Yan smiled and said, "With Your Majesty's intelligence, you must have already guessed it, haven't you?"
Consort Wang lowered her eyes: "I am surprised that you have the audacity to admit this in front of me."
Shangguan Yan said, "I came with sincerity, so naturally I will not hide anything from Your Highness."
Consort Wang: "The Crown Prince harmed you, and the Han family tried to assassinate Qing'er. It is only natural that you would try to retaliate."
"I'm not just looking to reject one case."
Shangguan Yan's boldness and blatantness caught Consort Wang off guard.
Consort Wang opened her mouth: "You..."
Shangguan Yan's expression suddenly became serious: "I want to become the Crown Princess again. Please help me, Your Majesty."
A hint of surprise flashed across Consort Wang's eyes again: "This... I will put in a good word for you with His Majesty, but whether you can get back the position of Crown Princess is not something I can decide."
Shangguan Yan smiled and said, "My dear mother, I have come with sincerity, so why do you need to hide anything? Can a ten-year-old sixth prince really be more reliable than me?"
Consort Wang lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea: "I don't understand what you're saying."
Shangguan Yan said calmly, "Consort Wan was banished to the Cold Palace, and her prince was entrusted to Consort Xian for upbringing. Consort Xian has everything except a prince who can ascend the throne. But if I may be frank, compared to Prince Xu, Prince Ling, and Prince Li, the ten-year-old Sixth Prince's fighting strength is really not enough. Even Shangguan Qidong, who was deposed as Crown Prince, has a greater chance of making a comeback than the Sixth Prince has a greater chance of becoming emperor."
Consort Wang clenched her fingers beneath her wide sleeves.
Shangguan Yan continued, "The Wang family is a prestigious family comparable to the Han family. It's just a pity that the idea of making a princess the crown prince will never happen to my eldest and second sisters. Your mother is very unwilling, isn't she? Why should I be the crown prince just because I'm a princess? What I want to tell Your Mother is that people are born different. My starting point is the end point for so many of my brothers and sisters. Even if I am stranded, as long as I want to come back, I still have the greatest chance of winning!"
Consort Wang smiled faintly: "The Xuanyuan family is gone, what chance do you have of winning?"
Shangguan Yan smiled and said, "I still have you, my virtuous mother. As long as you are willing to help me, I will help you become empress. The Wang family will be my maternal family in the future!"
"Words are no proof; I'll put it in writing!"
The temptation is too great.
Consort Wang remained silent for a long time.
The incense on the table had burned halfway before Consort Wang asked in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?"
Shangguan Yan took out a brocade box from her wide sleeve and placed it on the table: "Please, Your Majesty, put the contents of this box into Consort Han's bedroom."
...
But do you think that's all?
No.
Shangguan Yan turned and went to the Imperial Palace.
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"As long as Consort Chen is willing to help me, I will help her become Empress, and the Dong family will be my maternal family in the future!"
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"As long as Consort De is willing to help me, I will help her become Empress, and the Yang family will be my maternal family in the future!"
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"You're too kind, Consort Shu. From now on, we're all family. The Chen family is my maternal clan! I will definitely help Consort Shu become Empress!"
...
"Your Highness, please rest assured, as long as we join forces, the positions of Empress and Crown Princess will be ours! I have no maternal clan left, and I will have to rely on the Feng family a lot in the future."
...
After sending all the little figures away, Shangguan Yan put her hands behind her back and let out a long sigh.
As expected, shamelessness knows no bounds.
The third watch has quietly arrived. Anyone have a monthly pass to share?
(End of this chapter)
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