The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 443 The situation is over
Ye Mingwan raised her lips and smiled softly: "Princess Yong has been pregnant for four months, and the fetal traces and fetal image are obvious. The Taiyuan Hospital has a method of identifying whether the fetus is a boy or a girl. Concubine Mu was an example at the time."

When the staff heard this, they immediately reacted.

The courtiers were worried that His Majesty would die and asked His Majesty to appoint His Royal Highness King An as the Crown Prince. However, His Majesty refused to appoint the Crown Prince despite the huge clamor from the previous court. He even refused to go to court for several days because of his serious illness. Princess Yong’s baby must be a boy.

Your Majesty is holding back on establishing a crown prince because he is waiting for the war in Lingnan to calm down before releasing the news of establishing a crown prince. Who among the courtiers dares to stop him?
Jiang Jingzhang also reacted and gritted his teeth again.

Ye Mingwan continued: "When the war in Lingnan subsides, only after the eldest princess returns to the capital, the news of Princess Yong's pregnancy will spread. In the near future, the eldest princess will take on the responsibility of educating the emperor's grandson, assisting the young emperor, and also What's the matter with Your Highness? With the eldest princess here, the Southern Dynasty will only become more prosperous."

The eldest princess is well known to the world for her virtue.

Since she entered the court, she has suppressed floods, cured plagues, rescued victims, checked smuggling, enriched the national treasury, quelled wars, conquered Yunnan, and managed the country and ensured peace. What is one thing that is not praised and praised by others?

Compared with the eldest princess, Jiang Jingzhang is a worthless waste.

Jiang Jingzhang's pupils shrank sharply: "I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Ye Mingwan sighed: "I don't want to, but I and His Highness are husband and wife. The only person I can rely on is Your Highness. What can I do?"

Words like this, if you tell them a thousand times, they will become true if you hear them a lot.

You see, Jiang Jingzhang was always on guard against her and wouldn't allow her to come to the study.

Now no one can stop her from coming to the study.

Jiang Jingzhang frowned.

"By the way, I almost forgot to remind His Highness," Ye Mingwan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, "After His Highness gained power, he has been instigating the ministers recently, requesting Your Majesty to welcome the Empress back to the palace, and even planned to use this matter to criticize the Imperial Concubine. Your Majesty, your Majesty has been touched."

Everyone in the world knows that His Majesty loves the imperial concubine and never misses the harem. He stays with the imperial concubine in the palace for the rest of his life.

She smiled half-heartedly: "I think that not long after, the decree of deposing the Queen will be issued, and the Queen's crime will be truthfully disclosed. Not only will His Highness lose his status as the legitimate prince, but he will also become the son of a sinful woman, and will never miss the throne."

Jiang Jingzhang obviously didn't expect this, and his expression couldn't help but change. He listened to the shrill wind sound in his ears, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, mixed with snow particles, hitting the glazed tiles, and found a messy sound, which made him feel chilled all over.

Ye Mingwan knew that Jiang Jingzhang didn't want to see her, and he didn't want to wait long. After speaking, he turned around and left the study.

The windshield curtain on the porch was blown by the wind, and snow particles burst in through the gaps and splashed on her face, making it cold.

"It's snowing." She paused, and heard vaguely the staff coming from the study, such as, "Your Highness, the situation is over, we can't sit back and wait for death," and "While Your Highness, the eldest princess, hasn't returned to the capital yet, we might as well give it a try." Something like that.

Among them, how many people are the internal agents arranged by Jiu Xun to be around Jiang Jingzhang?

When Prince Chang comes over, Jiang Jingzhang will truthfully tell Prince Chang what she said. How will Prince Chang choose?

She curled her lips and smiled, knowing everything was under control.

...The biting cold wind roared across the sky and the earth. Looking far into the distance, there was a continuous stretch of white snow on the Cangshan Mountain, like a silver dragon, entrenched on the top of the mountain, revealing a winding and rugged outline. It looks majestic and magnificent.

Jiang Fuguang wore a fire fox cloak and a thick felt hat on her head. The black fox scarf tightly wrapped her neck, leaving no gaps exposed. She also wore a windproof mask on her face, and her whole body was tightly wrapped. It was tight, from head to toe, except for a pair of eyes, which were still exposed.

After leaving Dali City, they rode hard all the way. After leaving the southwest boundary, the temperature dropped sharply, and strong winds mixed with snow particles hit their faces. Everyone put on thick cloaks and windproof masks, and walked hard in the wind and snow. OK.

After driving for half a day, Jiang Fuguang felt like he was in an ice cellar, his legs were frozen stiff. Fortunately, the snow did not fall heavily, otherwise traveling would have been a problem.

Lieutenant Wu rode over: "The road ahead is blocked by heavy snow. We have sent people to explore the road. We will rest here for a while and wait for the explorers to come back before continuing on our way."

The mountain road is rugged, bumpy, winding and narrow. It is not easy to walk. Now that the road is covered with heavy snow, it is even more difficult. Someone needs to go out in front to explore the road. Those behind must walk along the safe route that has been explored and not make mistakes. Otherwise, if you miss the mark or fall into a trap, you will be in danger of falling off your horse.

Jiang helped Guang rein in his horse and stopped. As soon as he lifted his mask, she felt the bone-chilling cold wind blowing across her cheeks, like dense needles pricking her. It stung a little. She raised her hand and rubbed her stiff face.

"Instruct the guards who went to explore the road to put safety first. The team will rest where they are, put up tents, light a few fires, and let everyone warm themselves up and eat hot food."

She opened her mouth, cold air rushed into her mouth, and puffs of mist came out of her mouth and nose.

Lieutenant Wu took the order.

Jiang Fuguang looked around and couldn't find Ji Ruxuan.

Just like when he came, he sees the head of the dragon all day long but never the tail.

Suddenly, a cry came from the sky.

Jiang Fuguang looked up and saw a peregrine falcon hovering in the sky. After a while, he saw Ji Ruxuan riding a horse, dressed in black, appearing on the mountain road not far away.

The strong wind howled, causing him to sit tall and thin on the back of the horse. He held the reins in one hand and dropped the other hand to his side to ensure that he could hold the knife at any time.

His back was straight, and he seemed to be sitting upright on the horse, but in fact, with every kick of the horse, his body made subtle adjustments. He and the horse worked in perfect harmony with each movement and stillness. It is an instinct trained by top riders for a long time, and it is a manifestation of the unity of horse and human actions.

All cavalry in the army must reach this level before they can be assigned war horses and be qualified to become cavalry and go into battle to kill the enemy.

The peregrine falcon circled and landed on Ji Ruxuan's shoulder. He rode closer and threw a still-dead stag onto the snow.

An imperial city guard was overjoyed, thanked him, picked up the stag and went to deal with it.

Ji Ruxuan rode up to Jiang Fuguang and unknowingly blocked the wind, blocking most of the cold wind for her. She frowned: "Why did you take off the windshield? Your face is red from the cold."

Jiang Fuguang curled his lips and said, "It's a bit stuffy. Take it off to let some air flow and put it back on after a while."

Ji Ruxuan raised his eyes and saw the guards setting up a tent not far away. He jumped off his horse and walked under Jiang Fuguang's horse.

　Recently, I am preparing to complete some detailed outlines. I am looking back while writing to avoid some foreshadowings in the past that are not explained clearly. People think that I am unfinished and write super slowly every day.so hard. . .This book is too difficult to write, but I have to fill the hole I dug myself on my knees~ This is the momentary pleasure of being unpopular, and the crematorium afterwards~
　　
　
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