Bai He and her three companions were in charge of the internal affairs around her, while Hai Tang and her three companions, together with Mo Mei, were responsible for external matters. The nine of them cooperated with tacit understanding, saving her a lot of trouble.
"I won’t marry!" cried Hai Tang, Lv Luo, Shan Cha, Hong Ling, and Mo Mei in unison.
Bai He and Shao Yao were half a beat slow but also expressed their desire to always stay by Yang Mengchen’s side, serving the young master in the future.
"Even if you marry, you can stay by my side; these two things don’t conflict," Yang Mengchen said helplessly, rubbing her forehead.
No matter what Yang Mengchen said, they were resolute in their refusal to marry, which left her feeling quite frustrated. She couldn’t just watch them truly stay by her side until they grew old, could she?
Sister Jin watched without speaking and wore a gratified smile. With a good mistress like the princess, nobody wanted to leave.
When only Hai Tang and Mo Mei were left in the room, Yang Mengchen first asked Hai Tang, "What do you think of Mo Yun? Not only is he handsome, but his martial skills are also great. He’s about your age and we know him well. I think he’s really great. What do you think?"
"His martial skills are not as good as mine," Hai Tang said after a moment of silence, suddenly blurting out such a sentence.
Yang Mengchen choked.
Grandpa Kong said Hai Tang was a martial arts prodigy, ranked among the top ten in the world. Finding an unmarried young man with greater martial skills than Hai Tang would be harder than ascending to the heavens.
"You’re not looking to fight, what do you need higher martial skills for?" Yang Mengchen argued earnestly, "By your logic, since Prince Jing doesn’t earn money or have medical skills like I do, should I not marry him? Hai Tang, I sincerely think Mo Yun is very good. If you two get married, you’ll also stay in the Prince Mansion. Why don’t you consider it?" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
After staring at Yang Mengchen for a long time, Hai Tang asked with a serious face, "Does the princess really want me to marry that much? If I don’t, will you not feel at ease? Or are you hinting that I’m in the way?"
Yang Mengchen was at a loss for words, then turned to look at Mo Mei.
Before Yang Mengchen could say anything, Mo Mei had already spoken, "The moment I became a Hidden Guard, I gave up the idea of marrying. Princess, there’s no need to waste your efforts." She paused, then added, "As the saying goes, ’A rabbit doesn’t eat the grass by its burrow.’ Does the princess really think it’s good to make a move on someone close?"
’Cough cough.’ Yang Mengchen coughed. She was both amused and frustrated, her good intentions misconstrued, feeling more wronged than Dou E herself.
"What’s wrong with Ah Jiu? Are you feeling unwell?"
Long Xuanmo returned from court and, upon reaching the door, heard his beloved wife coughing. His heart ached terribly, and he hurried to her side, gently patting her back to ease her breathing. At the same time, he scolded Hai Tang and Mo Mei for standing idly by, "What are you still doing here? Go call the Imperial Physician!"
Hai Tang and Mo Mei immediately left. Passing by Mo Yun, Hai Tang gave him a warning glance, while Mo Mei’s smile carried a hint of mockery.
When had he ever offended these two formidable women? Mo Yun felt utterly baffled.
Meanwhile, Mo Lei observed the retreating figures of Hai Tang and the others, then looked at his good brother Mo Yun and back at the princess, soon having a moment of realization.
Waving his hand to dismiss Mo Yun and Mo Lei, Yang Mengchen pulled Long Xuanmo to sit beside her, smiling and shaking her head, "I’m fine. The girls including Hai Tang are not young anymore, and I was just discussing the matter of their marriage with them, but..." She then relayed their words to Long Xuanmo.
"Later, I’ll ask Mo Yun and others about their thoughts, as well as Mo Mei’s group and the other guards. Ah Jiu, you’ve put a lot of effort into this," Long Xuanmo nodded in agreement.
Being a man and usually detached, he didn’t have the inclination to notice these things.
Yang Mengchen smiled in response and suddenly asked, "Wende, was it your doing that Prince Jing took a wife and Prince Consort Shang took a concubine?"
"Since Prince Jing and Long Fengying were idle, I found them something to do," Long Xuanmo replied, his deep eyes flashing with a chilly and deadly animosity.
One dared to scheme against Ah Jiu, the other harbored delusions about her. They both deserved death!
Sensing the coldness radiating from Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen gently held his hand, leading him to the table and pointing to the planning document, "Wende, I’m not knowledgeable about military affairs, so I asked Ah Lan to write this plan about military affairs. What do you think?"
After the wounded soldiers incident, she and Ah Lan began preparing for this.
Suppressing the coldness, Long Xuanmo picked up the planning document and read it carefully. After a while, he turned to his beloved wife, "Is this how military affairs are managed in that era?" He knew Chu Dieyi had served in the military in a previous life, according to Ah Jiu.
"Yes," Yang Mengchen nodded, "Ah Lan also made some adjustments based on the current situation. I personally think it’s suitable for permanent implementation."
"I’ll take it to my father for review later. I guess there shouldn’t be any problem," Long Xuanmo said as he sat down at the table and copied the plan. This way, no one would accuse Ah Jiu and Chu Dieyi of interfering with military affairs.
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