Chapter 313 Zhao Lingmeng's First Night in the Military Equipment Camp
"Oh? This makes me look at her in a new light! What benefits did the emperor promise to Princess Huaishu that makes her work so hard?" Zhao Lingmeng certainly didn't believe that the position of princess alone could make Huaishu do such a ruthless thing.
Fan Yong made a powerful gesture towards Zhao Lingmeng, who was drinking soup, and said, "The Emperor promised her that after this matter is settled, she can freely choose her own husband. Even if she wants to continue to have an affair with the Fifth Prince of Nangan, after a few years, when Jingguo recovers, she will be allowed to keep a lover."
"Amazing!" Although Zhao Lingmeng disliked Princess Huaishu and had always been at odds with her, she couldn't help but praise her for this move. As long as she held on, good things were ahead!
Fan Yong laughed heartily. He obviously agreed with Zhao Lingmeng's statement. "Hahaha, I'm still far behind you, Your Highness."
Zhao Lingmeng had finished her soup and was feeling sleepy, but this was the most relaxing time of the day for her, so she was in the mood to joke, "Should I still praise Master Fan for his good eyesight?"
Fan Yong also noticed Zhao Lingmeng's fatigue, and immediately stood up tactfully, bowing, "Thank you for your compliments, Your Highness. I will take my leave. You should get some rest!"
Zhao Lingmeng thought for a moment, and since she didn't have anything else to ask, she nodded. It was getting late. Tomorrow, Marquis Wenyuan would come to inspect the weapons' manufacturing progress, so she would definitely have to get up early. She had to show up for something like this. Keeping it a secret was one thing, but if no one knew, she would be in danger.
Fan Yong had already bowed and retreated to the door, but then he remembered that there was something important that he had not yet told His Highness, so he walked back.
Zhao Lingmeng watched Fan Yong, who was about to leave, come back. She stared at him in confusion, "Is there anything else?"
"There is one more important thing that I forgot to tell you, Your Highness."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Lingmeng changed to a comfortable position and leaned back in the chair, with an expression that said, "I'm ready, just go ahead."
"The eldest prince was named Crown Prince at the morning court today. Prince Ruihe was promoted to Prince Ruihe."
After Fan Yong finished speaking, he bowed and quickly retreated, leaving Zhao Lingmeng and Qiuyue stunned.
"Didn't Lord Fan just say that Yang Chengchen was made a prince?"
Qiuyue swallowed her saliva, also feeling quite surprised, but she still nodded firmly, "Your Highness, this is what Lord Fan said."
Zhao Lingmeng was also very envious of Yang Chengchen. "This kid, he won't have to worry about his life anymore. It turns out that reincarnation is a skill."
Qiuyue helped Zhao Lingmeng change her clothes while chatting with her, "I guess Prince Ruihe is under even more pressure! If he doesn't make some achievements in the future, the emperor won't take back his title, right?"
When Zhao Lingmeng heard Qiuyue say this, she was also stunned for a moment, "I haven't thought about this! But think about it, it's not impossible.
It seems that for the sake of his future leisurely life, I will have to increase his academic efforts. I can't let this kid lose his title. It would be a disservice to my reputation!"
Qiuyue thought about how smart Prince Ruihe was, and thought he would definitely succeed in his studies. It was too early to worry about such things! She only felt sorry for His Highness, who had been busy all day. "Your Highness, don't worry so much. Prince Ruihe is very smart! Go get some rest. You have to get up early tomorrow!"
Zhao Lingmeng was indeed sleepy. After washing up, she lay down on the bed. "You guys should go to sleep too! Just leave one person to keep watch."
"Your Highness, don't worry about such trivial matters. We will arrange it ourselves. You should go to sleep!" After saying this, Qiuyue covered Zhao Lingmeng with a quilt, then quietly closed the door and left.
As soon as Qiuyue went out, she saw Chunshui waiting at the door. There was a pile of parts ready for assembly at her feet. Qiuyue asked softly, "Chunshui, what are you doing?"
"Sister Qiuyue, go down and sleep! I'll be watching over His Highness tonight."
Qiuyue didn't refuse. She had been busy all day and couldn't stay up late even if she wanted to. If she delayed His Highness's important affairs, it would be even worse. But she smiled and thanked her before leaving: "Thank you very much. I'll make you your favorite dish tomorrow."
"Hmm, hmm, hmm!" Chunshui nodded repeatedly in agreement, and anyone could see that she was very happy. It was no wonder Chunshui was like this. Usually, when His Highness was alone with the few of them, Qiuyue's presence was crucial.
The main thing was Qiuyue's cooking, which was the best among them. It was basically on par with the chef in the princess's mansion, especially compared with the big pot meals in the military camp, it was simply heaven and earth.
Chunshui and the others can eat the big pot meals in the military camp, but who would want to eat the pig food made in the military camp when there is something delicious?
Qiuyue looked at Chunshui, who was happily sitting at the door, assembling weapons with gentle hands. She shook her head and muttered softly, "Like master, like servant."
She happily went back to rest. She would get up early tomorrow to make breakfast for His Highness and would not let His Highness go hungry.
That night, many people slept soundly, while many others could not sleep.
The Second Prince of Yuanjing, in particular, couldn't sleep. Being scolded at court this morning was only one thing; not being crowned Crown Prince was only another. Most depressing of all was a letter he'd received from Concubine Ning, the imperial concubine, from the Grand Princess of Nangan Kingdom.
The content was nothing more than that. What infuriated Second Prince Yang Jinglin was that everyone thought he was a fool. He wanted to be emperor, not the emperor of a fallen nation. Who would cooperate with a barbaric nation like Nangan? So he immediately sent the letter to his father.
Then, Concubine Ning and the people in the palace were purged again, but that’s another story. But the second prince Yang Jinglin’s main point is that if this prince is unhappy, no one else can be happy either.
His confidence stemmed from the fact that, despite their spat, no real harm had occurred. Furthermore, the eldest prince wasn't one to dwell on matters. Even if he couldn't become emperor, he would still be a prince. He was insane to collaborate with Nan Gan!
If the truth is revealed in the future, his fate will be worse than that of the third prince! I guess even if the emperor wants to protect him, he won’t be able to do so. The second prince, Yang Jinglin, was originally unable to sleep, but because he gave Concubine Ning such a blow, he fell asleep happily in the second half of the night.
The next day, before daybreak, Qiuyue quietly came in, holding Zhao Lingmeng's clothes, and called for help. Lord Fan had just said that Marquis Wenyuan and his men were arriving to receive the weapons, so Your Highness had to get up.
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