It was the first time Qin Zhaoyue had gotten up early since returning to the capital. She stood at the city gate, panting and yawning.
This morning, the two supervisors set off simultaneously, each heading to the northern border and the southern frontier.
His Majesty did not come in person, after all, the war in the north had temporarily stopped, and the south was experiencing the usual small-scale disturbances.
If she were to personally carry out the plan, it would inevitably lead people to think of other meanings.
The leader was Prime Minister Pei again, carrying an imperial edict of encouragement.
On the surface, there was no favoritism; the eldest princess and the second prince each led a thousand imperial guards and cavalry, and none of them were members of the Meng family.
Everyone had some suspicions, after all, Meng Jian had accompanied the eldest princess on her trip for more than two months and had made significant contributions during the awarding of titles.
When they saw him off, they learned that he wasn't coming at all this time.
Indeed, the old man from the Meng family is a very cautious person.
Last time it was for flood control and disaster relief, and I couldn't refuse.
This time, however, it has taken on a very strong connotation of a succession struggle, and it is only right for the Meng family not to participate.
When the two princes were seeing off, all their brothers and sisters came; not one was left out.
If it weren't for her elder sister going to war, Qin Zhaoyue wouldn't have bothered to join in the fun.
"Sixth Sister, why are you so sleepy?"
Perhaps based on their friendship over "disaster relief," the Fifth Prince Qin Jingzhan did not stand with his seventh and eighth brothers, but instead huddled next to Qin Zhaoyue.
Although he was not granted the title of king, Qin Jingzhan received personal praise from His Majesty, and his reward was even greater than that of Qin Zhaoyue.
After all, while she was slacking off at Prince Rui's Manor, I wasn't idle; I was handling government affairs with my elder sister.
Qin Zhaoyue gave him a cold glance, "Don't make me slap you."
"Why are you so angry..."
Qin Jingzhan didn't continue flirting, mainly because he couldn't win over this sixth sister.
With so many people around, and it being a farewell occasion, he didn't want to cause a big commotion with a few jokes.
The sixth sister might not be afraid, but he was afraid of losing face.
He muttered something under his breath, but even though Qin Zhaoyue had excellent hearing, she couldn't hear what he said clearly, so she ignored him.
After the encouraging message was delivered, it was naturally all empty talk.
The two princes stood on opposite sides, both dressed in armor.
Qin Zhaoyue watched from afar and could see that her second brother's faint smile was hard to hide.
That's understandable, considering they used to try and win people's hearts in Shilin.
He suddenly got involved with the military, probably thinking that he could win over and cultivate some confidants to support him in the struggle for the throne.
When people are happy, they are in high spirits and full of vigor.
After the imperial decree was read, her younger siblings crowded around her, and Qin Zhaoyue, without seeking special treatment, followed the crowd.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone offered words of blessing for a safe journey.
Qin Zhaoyue didn't respond, but she did hear her elder sister's voice transmission.
"Zhaoyue, I wonder what the Shuofeng Dynasty is up to."
But this trip is crucial, and we can't leave either Fengjing or Beijing; we'll support each other.
Qin Zhaoyue didn't give a direct answer, suspecting that her elder sister had lost her mind.
Fengjing, what kind of mutual support can she offer?
Also, has the eldest sister become a little arrogant because the disaster relief efforts have gone too smoothly? She's making some rather grandiose statements.
"Elder sister, you should take good care of yourself. With such a troublesome person by your side, be careful he doesn't spy on you."
No sooner had the telepathic message been spoken than a lazy voice interrupted.
"Isn't it inappropriate for Your Highness to speak ill of others behind their backs?"
Let's make a deal: we don't need to mention these kinds of rumors anymore.
You can tell from the voice that it's that old bastard Liu Yan.
With his speed and reaction ability, he is a top-notch expert at gathering intelligence, delivering messages, and acting as a scout.
In the event of a critical military situation, the intelligence could be transmitted back to Fengjing within half a day.
Qin Zhaoqiong sighed inwardly, wondering if her sixth sister could handle things without her.
She had already hinted to the third and fourth sons that they could ask the sixth son for his opinion if they were unsure about anything, but the effect was not ideal.
Everyone was in a hurry to get on their way, so they said goodbye in a hurry.
Qin Zhaoyue watched the dust kicked up by the departing cavalry and nodded to herself.
She made the right choice; if she had to travel around like her older sister, she wouldn't be able to do this job.
There was another important matter today. My third and fourth sisters said goodbye and left, probably to hurry up and prepare for the literary gathering.
It was still early, and Qin Zhaoyue only needed to make it to lunchtime.
She didn't want to go back to the manor either; there was an old nanny there, and she couldn't keep poisoning people all day long.
I said I would try my best not to harm his body. All medicines have some side effects. He's not young anymore, so I should avoid unnecessary trouble.
She's not even in the manor; she can't possibly go around the streets grabbing people and teaching them manners, can she?
"Your Highness, where are we going next?"
"Let's take a stroll and check out the properties in our household."
Since her transmigration, Qin Zhaoyue has never properly explored Fengjing City.
Being in the most prosperous area of Dagan, how could I not take a stroll around?
Just as I was about to leave, a voice called out from behind, "Sixth Sister, where are you going?"
Qin Zhaoyue didn't even turn her head. "Let's go back to the manor."
"You're lying!" Xiao Jiu rushed up and grabbed her hem. "You clearly said you were going to go for a stroll and have some fun."
"You're the one lying. You clearly heard it, but you still asked me."
Just as she was about to board the carriage, the little girl grabbed her leg and said, "I don't care, Sixth Sister, take me to play."
Qin Zhaoyue looked down and met Xiao Jiu's gaze.
Ugh... This is so troublesome.
For a fifth-rank martial artist, the weight of an eight-year-old girl is like a pendant; it's no big deal.
She tried to shake her leg twice, but it wouldn't come off.
"Mo Yi, are you blind? Get him down here right now!"
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