Chapter 111: This is the betrothal gift that His Majesty secretly gave me
The hour of Hai.
In the backyard of the residence of the Minister of Rites of Zhou State.
Yan Ruxue was in the courtyard looking at the bright moon hanging in the night sky.
The woman's charming peach blossom eyes blinked gently, reflecting the stars in the sky, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
After a long time, Yan Ruxue slowly withdrew her gaze from the night sky and looked straight ahead.
Looking at the woman walking towards her, Yan Ruxue smiled and said, "Xiaoqing, what's wrong? Have you investigated it clearly?"
"Sister, I've investigated thoroughly." Xiaoqing nodded and handed over a bamboo slip. "According to the information gathered by Tinghai Pavilion, everything about Jiang Qingyi's life, whether it's true experiences with basis in fact or false rumors, is all here."
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoqing."
Yan Ruxue took the bamboo slips and covered them with her spiritual sense.
In just a moment, Yan Ruxue swept through the 30,000 words on the bamboo slips.
"Interesting."
Yan Ruxue crushed the bamboo slips, and a gust of wind blew, and the powder scattered with the wind.
"I didn't expect her master to be called Xiao Mo. What I didn't expect was that she had also been searching for her own master for three thousand years."
"Yes."
Xiaoqing's expression was a little complicated.
"The Lord of Tianji City calculated that his master was in the Zhou Kingdom's capital, so she came here in person, disguised as an ordinary disciple of the Wanjian Sect.
I think it might be that when the King of Zhou went to welcome the elders of the Wanjian Sect, she recognized that the King of Zhou was the reincarnation of her master.
In the courtyard of Linggan Peak, the position of every blade of grass and every tree has remained unchanged for three thousand years.
It is rumored that Linggan Peak was the place where her master taught her.
Such a sick woman.
Xiaoqing naturally had a big reaction when she knew her sister would become the Queen of Zhou.
"Three thousand years ago."
Yan Ruxue's small hands were folded on her well-proportioned thighs.
"Three thousand years ago, I remember I was searching for his reincarnation in the demon world, but in the end I found nothing. Unexpectedly, I missed him and even let Xiao Mo accept him as a disciple."
As she spoke, Yan Ruxue smiled and said, "But he is indeed Xiao Mo. The disciples he randomly accepted are now the world's number one sword immortals. If that's the case, then Jiang Qingyi should call me Master's Wife."
"." Looking at her sister's calm expression, Xiaoqing didn't know what to say for a moment.
In the past, if my sister encountered something like this, she would be very nervous and even a little at a loss.
Even four thousand years ago, when my sister was with Brother Xiao, she still looked like a little girl, as if as long as Brother Xiao was around, my sister would never grow up.
But
That was four thousand years ago, after the day Brother Xiao left, my sister truly changed.
My sister is no longer that innocent little girl.
It was on that day that not only the North Sea, but the whole world welcomed the queen they had been waiting for for thousands of years.
"Has Jiang Qingyi made any move?" Yan Ruxue asked her sister.
"Yes." Xiao Qing nodded. "When the Zhou Kingdom joined the Wanjian Sect, they would normally have to vacate a position as the National Master for the Wanjian Sect. The Wanjian Sect's candidate for the position is Jiang Qingyi. The Wanjian Sect even requested that the National Master's residence be set up within the harem."
"That's interesting." Yan Ruxue smiled with her eyes curved. "He's guarding against me."
"Then sister, how should we deal with Jiang Qingyi?" Xiaoqing asked.
"Jiang Qingyi is a lunatic, but not a fool. Besides, no matter what, I am her master's wife, and I have the responsibility to train her."
Yan Ruxue drank a cup of tea with a smile.
"I know everything. You don't need to worry about Jiang Qingyi. I will make the decision myself."
"Yes, sister." Since her sister said so, Xiaoqing didn't know what to say.
"By the way, did you bring the painting that my sister asked you to bring?" Yan Ruxue asked with a smile.
"I brought it." Xiaoqing placed the painting next to her sister.
Yan Ruxue gently stroked the rolled-up scroll, and the moonlight was soaked with the tenderness in the woman's eyes.
After a long moment, Yan Ruxue withdrew her gaze from the scroll and looked at her sister: "Is there anything else?"
Normally, Xiaoqing would leave after reporting everything, but Xiaoqing seemed to have something else to say to herself.
"Sister, the dean of Bailu Academy, Shang Jiuli, sent a letter to Beihai." Xiaoqing rolled her eyes and took out a letter from her bosom. "Sister, do you want to read it?"
Yan Ruxue stared at the envelope in her sister's hand and was silent for a long time.
Finally, Yan Ruxue hooked her fingers and the envelope fell into her hands.
After opening and reading the envelope, Yan Ruxue shook her head, and the envelope in her hand spontaneously combusted into ashes.
"Sister, what did Shang Jiuli write in the letter?" Xiaoqing asked curiously.
"Shang Jiuli said that she wanted to reframe the events of the war between humans and demons four thousand years ago. Xiao Mo should not be unknown to the world. He should have a statue erected and be enshrined in the Confucian Temple." Yan Ruxue explained slowly.
Xiaoqing: “.”
"Xiaoqing, please reply to my letter for me."
"Sister, please speak."
"Just write four words for me."
Yan Ruxue put her legs together and looked up at the night sky.
"They don't deserve it."
Xiaoqing was slightly surprised, but nodded: "Sister, I understand."
"Oh, there's one more thing." Just as Xiaoqing was about to leave, Yan Ruxue said with a smile, "I don't have any objections to Senior Sister Shang. Send me an invitation. In four months, please come to the Imperial Capital to attend my wedding."
"This" Xiaoqing said in embarrassment, "Sister, Dean Shang probably won't come"
"Whether she comes or not is her business, and whether we invite her or not is our business. After all, we are old friends." Yan Ruxue said with a smile.
"I understand." Xiaoqing turned around and disappeared into the night.
After Xiaoqing left, Yan Ruxue put away her needlework and slowly walked into her boudoir.
Yan Ruxue spread out the ink painting and hung it on the wall. In the painting, there was a woman standing on the top of a mountain gazing into the distance.
At this moment, Xiaochun opened the door and walked in. She noticed the painting on the wall and said in surprise, "Miss, this painting is so beautiful!"
"It looks good, right?" Yan Ruxue's eyes curved.
"Hmm, very beautiful." Xiaochun looked at the woman in the painting. Her lifelike appearance seemed as if she was about to walk out of the painting. "But Miss, why have I never seen this painting before?"
"I'm telling you, Xiaochun, you must not tell anyone."
"Don't worry, miss, I won't tell anyone." Xiaochun's eyes were shining and she was very expectant.
“This painting.”
Yan Ruxue gently tapped the maid's eyebrows.
"It was the betrothal gift that His Majesty secretly gave me."
(End of this chapter)
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