"Why did Nian'er pull me? Even if she is the new king of the grasslands, beating a prince on the territory of Great Yan is punishable. This kind of behavior is a slap in the face to the emperor!"
The hairpins on the woman's head swayed as she spoke, and some of the beads lost their original function.
The Eighth Prince, carried by several eunuchs, sighed and said...
"Mother, Father Emperor has finally managed to sign the treaty between the grasslands and Great Yan. As long as she doesn't kill anyone in the capital, what does it matter if there are princes?"
"Teach her a lesson? Aren't you afraid of 100,000 Xiongnu from the grasslands pressing in?"
"Father will not punish her. She can just accept the loss and get revenge later."
Consort Wen kept calling him "my son," showing her great affection. Meanwhile, Yuwen Helan, having heard that the Fengyue Pavilion had excellent plum blossom ointment, also wanted to go and join in the fun.
To her, Huo Xiaolong was just a stranger. Most importantly, she didn't believe that Long'er didn't have those kinds of thoughts.
How can it not count?
She was the same.
Everyone knows perfectly well what they're after.
She knew from Huo Xiaolong's arrogant demeanor when he rode into the capital that day that ambition wasn't exclusive to men.
That desire to become the master of the inner quarters is called ambition.
The desire to rule the world is called ambition.
"This brothel is really nice, and the incense smells good too. I'll buy some from their manager later."
Yuwen Helan parted her lips slightly, put her right hand on Li Yi's arm, and whispered in his ear.
Cen Ang saw her from afar upstairs. Her long hair reached her waist, and a jade hairpin was casually held in place. Her long skirt trailed on the ground, and two maids slowly lifted her skirts and followed her forward.
Just as Cen's mother was about to step forward to pay her respects, she saw Yuwen Helan place his index finger next to Zhu's lips, signaling her to keep quiet.
"The Princess's presence here is an honor for my Fengyue Pavilion."
When the group arrived upstairs, Cen Ang had Ping'er lead them to a private room. The woman poured a cup of tea for the princess and began to speak.
"Auntie, please don't be so polite. I know what kind of person you are."
The eldest princess had met Cen Ang before and knew what kind of person this woman was behind her smiling mask.
"Why does Auntie want to open a brothel?"
She didn't want to know why Cen Ang was the godmother of the Prince of Zhenbei; she only wanted to know why the head maid of the Crown Prince's mansion had opened a brothel after her accident. What she was thinking was what intrigued her.
The woman in black slowly sat down, recalling the time when she first arrived in the border town. The torment of the poison made her suffer terribly, and every day when the poison flared up, she could only be held in Zhao Kai's arms and tremble with fear.
Why did she want to open a brothel?
"Because the Crown Princess once told me that she hoped I could talk to other people more."
Even though she might be dying, it would be good to fulfill her wish. Just then, those young girls were standing there being chosen, and she walked into the brokerage.
"that's all?"
"that's all."
Yuwen Helan pursed his lips, feeling somewhat bored, and continued...
"Auntie, please find a girl to do my face mask, the best kind."
"yes."
Li Yi stood at the railing of the private room, looking down at his surroundings, and suddenly spoke.
“All the girls in this building know martial arts, and none of them are inferior to me.”
Upon hearing this, the woman on the recliner immediately opened her eyes, stood up, and stood beside the man, asking...
"Every single one? Including those little girls?"
"right."
Yuwen Helan pointed at the giggling maidservants carrying plum blossom ointment and watched them disappear into the private room.
“That one has even higher martial arts skills,” the man said, pointing at Chunying.
“That’s normal. I’ve seen her in the Border Town Women’s Illustrated Guide. She was a female general under the Prince of Zhenbei.”
Li Yi turned his head and looked at the woman beside him, saying...
“But the Prince of Zhenbei has a book on military generals like this.”
Therefore, it is not an illustrated guide, but clearly a collection of famous generals.
"I'm so...so jealous."
Yuwen Helan pouted and slammed his hand on the table.
This is fate, a fate that even being born into royalty cannot compare to. Even though she escaped the change of the throne unscathed, it still cannot compare to the unique favor bestowed upon her by Heaven.
"I'm not happy that the Prince of Zhenbei is so powerful."
The woman saw Huo Xiaolong walking in, holding Lan Tingche's hand, and said...
Long'er's five senses are better than most people's. After hearing this, she paused for a moment, then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
"What does Helan want? To trip her up?"
Yuwen Helan shook his head. The Six Ministries absolutely could not be touched now; doing so would be handing the Emperor a handle against them. Looking at the refined and handsome Lan Tingche, the woman smiled and whispered in Li Yi's ear...
"Send her a few men, and see what happens to my good grandson."
The woman smiled with a hint of smugness on her face, making her look anything but like a good person.
Although she is young, she is of a high generation.
Lan Tingche is the son of the former crown prince.
The current emperor is rebelling against the crown prince's father.
It is perfectly reasonable for Lan Tingche to call Yuwen Helan "grandmother".
Li Yi looked at his beloved and gently took her hand.
Outstanding people in this world are surrounded by many members of the opposite sex; Helan is one, and so is the Prince of Zhenbei.
Hopefully, the orphan of the former crown prince will cherish this precious moment he has all to himself.
As night fell, Lan Tingche and Huo Xiaolong were both in the study listening to their elders' nagging, one being Cen Ang and the other Lan Yi.
"The eldest princess's attendants are all of high status, so I reckon she's not exactly at peace either."
Cen Ang's lap was resting on Huo Xiaolong's head, the girl said while eating a sliced apple.
"So many things, does she really have the time to keep up? Isn't she tired?"
"You child, this is called having multiple wives and children."
Huo Xiaolong shook his head so hard it looked like a rattle drum, and continued muttering to himself.
"I can't do that. I'm too lazy. I can't even handle one person like Tingche, let alone others. Where would I find the time to do anything else?"
"And the point is, isn't the idea of having multiple wives a good thing? The point is, she's not having a peaceful life!"
Cen Ang's head was buzzing; he'd been completely led astray by the child.
"Then let's do it and see who can outdo whom."
"The capital is rife with undercurrents, far more so than the border towns. There are far more conspiracies here. You... you should be careful."
Huo Xiaolong blinked his bright eyes at Cen Ang, then gently touched her cheek and said...
"I love my mom the most!"
In the warm, scholarly room, Lan Tingche embroidered clothes while listening to Lan Yi report on the latest developments in the capital.
"Do you think those men don't want the eldest princess all to themselves?"
"They're just trash; only trash would share with others."
The man put down the unfinished garment, stretched out his hand, and examined it carefully. It was long and straight, with a touch of red at the fingertips.
Judging by his appearance, he is considered to be of the highest caliber.
In terms of martial arts skills and cunning, how many people can compare to him?
Let alone sharing this matter, Huo Xiaolong would swat a male mosquito if it were near him.
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