The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 7
"I often ask myself, if the empress directly chose Xiao Pingyuan to be the emperor's husband for me, would we have been able to join hands for the rest of my life?" The empress looked at Ning Yuezhao with a calm expression on her face, "I have been thinking about this question for many years. I want to understand, Xiao Pingyuan and I were childhood sweethearts, we were young and in love, and we often overlooked the difference in personality when the relationship was strong. I was born in the royal family, and he was born in the general family. They are both stubborn and strong people. If there is a dispute, there will be a cold war for several days, often It was I who accommodated him first. He was like a victorious general every time, and I was like his trophy. I hated this relationship very much from the bottom of my heart, but I couldn’t let go.”

For some reason, Ning Yuezhao thought of An Chen's jealous temper in the corridor outside the Dragon Hall that day.She said to herself, it's different, An Chen and I never quarrel...

The Empress continued: "There are no couples in the world who don't quarrel, and most of them spend their whole lives arguing. I don't deny that Xiao Pingyuan is a rare general. If he hadn't fought bloody battles in those years, how could there be peace on the border now?" The military commander is straightforward and doesn't know the way of mediation in the court. If I choose him as the emperor's husband, I must shoulder all the government affairs. I don't have other sisters, and I can't marry the Wang family. It will become irreconcilable. The Wang family may turn against each other, and Xiao Pingyuan may help me suppress this rebellion, but Daxing is unable to contend with Beiqi, and ultimately cannot prevent the suffering of the common people."

It cannot be denied that the queen's words reached the bottom of her heart. When she was alone with a mountain of memorials and tedious government affairs, she would also want to find someone to talk to. An Chen would listen to her carefully, but she would not give anything useful. Views.But what does it matter, anyway, after all these years alone, Ning Yuezhao convinced herself once again.

The empress said leisurely: "Xiao Pingyuan pursues gold and iron horses, a hero for a lifetime, but your father thinks about Haiyan, Heqing, and peace in the world. I have to say that your grandmother is far-sighted, and the two people's life pursuits are inconsistent. How can they work together for a lifetime?"

Ning Yuezhao looked at the queen with complicated eyes, "Mother, don't force me, okay?"

For my niece Mo Ruomu, every word the queen said touched the place in her heart that she was least willing to face.

The queen sighed softly, "Azhao..." She really didn't want her daughter to experience the bitterness she had tasted, why couldn't she understand her good intentions?

"Mother, you should have a good rest. My son is going to the front hall to read the papers." Ning Yuezhao suddenly got up and strode towards the front hall.

The queen wanted to call her, but suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat, she quickly wiped off the veil and covered her mouth.At this time, Ning Yuezhao had already stepped out of the gate, and on the snow-white kerchief, a touch of bright red was particularly dazzling.

The queen smiled wryly, "Chengye, I will come to accompany you soon..."

Distraught, Ning Yuezhao walked to the front hall, where Jiang Nian had already divided up most of the papers, but she ran in as if she was in despair.

"See..." Jiang Nian was about to salute.

Ning Yuezhao interrupted him in a bad tone, "Stop talking about these empty etiquettes, and finish approving the papers quickly is the real business."

Jiang Nian was already prepared to kneel for a while longer, but this time, Her Highness the Princess unexpectedly did not want him to kneel.

Ning Yuezhao didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Nian at the moment, sat down at the desk, and picked out a booklet to read it, but now her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't read any words on the booklet.

At some point, Jiang Nian walked up to her, "Your Highness, don't force yourself if you can't stand it."

Ning Yuezhao glared at him, "Who says Bengong can't stand it anymore, go back to your seat and don't disturb Bengong!"

Jiang Nian said coolly: "Your Highness's papers are all upside down, I don't know His Highness will read the papers upside down."

Ning Yuezhao took a closer look, and sure enough, she held it upside down. She angrily straightened the booklet, "Is this okay?"

Jiang Nian suddenly reached out and took away her book, and looked at her deeply, "Your Highness is bored, so don't read it."

"You are bold!" Ning Yuezhao slapped the table hard.

Jiang Nian was so unmoved, "His Royal Highness, tomorrow is a holiday, and it is okay to read the excerpts tomorrow. How about going out of the palace with my ministers to relax?"

"No!" Ning Yuezhao refused without even thinking about it. When she was a child, she also longed for the world outside the imperial city, but as she grew older, she knew what she was carrying on her shoulders, so she gradually put it away. Heart, try to be a calm prince.

Jiang Nian threw the notebook in his hand into the pile of memorials, and said casually, "Your Highness, do you know why His Majesty is smiling so heartily today?"

Ning Yuezhao squinted at him, "Do you want to tell Bengong because you told a lot of anecdotes outside the palace to make the Queen happy?"

"Weichen fell in love with going to the teahouse to listen to books today. Zhou Yihu, the famous mouthpiece of the imperial capital, recently talked about "The Secret History of the Emperor's Husband". Every day at noon, someone was waiting for him in the teahouse. Zhou Yihu has a very bad temper, and only in the late afternoon It is a pity that the minister is entering the palace today to wait for an imperial edict, so I can't go to listen to it. It's a pity that His Majesty can't hear the rest." Jiang Nian looked up at her, saying it was a pity, but the expression in his eyes But it is full of temptation.

Ning Yuezhao hadn't ascended the throne yet, so the "husband" Jiang Nian referred to was naturally her father, Wang Chengye.

Even so, Ning Yuezhao still gave him a contemptuous look, "If you say it, you don't say it. It's already [-]:[-] noon. Even if you leave the palace immediately, it's too late."

Jiang Nian shook his head, "Your Highness's words are wrong. I booked a private room in the teahouse. Even if I didn't go, the seat would still be vacant."

Well, Ning Yuezhao compromised.

It was the end of spring, and the sun at noon was already a bit sinister.

Jiang Nian was standing outside Jinxiu Palace, waiting for Ning Yuezhao to change clothes.He felt that Ning Yuezhao was trying to trick him on purpose, insisting that he stand in this empty space in front of the palace, without even a shaded place.

Just when Jiang Nian felt that he was about to suffer from heat stroke, Ning Yuezhao finally came out of Jinxiu Palace slowly.

Jiang Nian thought that he could see Ning Yuezhao dressed as a folk girl, but he turned out to be a "boy". ,
Ning Yuezhao changed into a lake-blue men's gown, and wore a black cape on her head to hide her black hair.Her full breasts were twisted up, and the high collar just covered her neck, concealing that she didn't have an Adam's apple.Of course, she did not forget to rub some dark gouache on her face and hands to cover up her excessively fair skin.

Jiang Nian circled her twice, "Tsk tsk, what a handsome young man, it seems that the seat of the girl in the imperial capital, Chunguimeng, is about to be given up to His Highness."

Ning Yuezhao gave him a disdainful look, "Stop talking, let's go!"

"The minister obeys the order."

The Jiang family's carriage was parked outside the Donghua Gate, and the attendant was hiding in the shade, when he glanced at the gate by chance, he found that his master had come out.The attendant named Jing Ming was so frightened that he lost sleepiness, hurried back to the side of the carriage, and waited respectfully.

"Fourth Young Master Ann, why are you so early today? Huh? Who are these two?" Jing Ming discovered that Fourth Young Master was accompanied by a "boy" in a blue shirt, and behind this boy was a boy with a sword He looked like the man in black who owed him ten taels of silver.

"Colleague." Jiang Nian simply said two words and was about to get in the car.

When Ning Yuezhao saw that this guy dared to pass her, did she really think that he would be superior to her if he was subdued?But when Ning Yuezhao was about to wait for the car, Jiang Nian stopped her, "Let me change into my casual clothes."

Ning Yuezhao's movements froze, and her face suddenly became hot.

Probably because he was afraid that she would wait for a long time, Jiang Nian quickly lifted the curtain of the car and reached out to her, "Okay, come up."

"Crack!" Ning Yuezhao slapped his hand off without politeness, and boarded the carriage neatly, "I don't need your help!"

Jiang Nian touched his nose, kindness was not rewarded!

Yan Mo and Jing Ming sat outside the car, and there were only Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian in the car.In order to avoid the embarrassment of the two looking at each other and hating each other, Ning Yuezhao turned her head away and lifted the car curtain to look at the street scene of the imperial capital.

It has to be said that, having lived in the deep palace for a long time, everything outside the palace made her curious.

Naturally, Jiang Nian wouldn't let her watch the scenery quietly, so he moved closer to her, saw where her gaze fell, and introduced her.

"That four-storey building is the largest restaurant in the imperial capital, Jinzhaozui. The chefs here are top-notch, even better than the royal chefs in the palace."

"Have you ever eaten the dishes cooked by the imperial chef?" Ning Yuezhao said contemptuously, and looked elsewhere.

"Over there, Man Ting Fang, the most famous theater in the imperial capital, is as famous as the storytelling in the Tingfeng Teahouse. They are the two favorite places for the people of the imperial capital to go to for entertainment. The head of the imperial capital, Du Fangfei, is beautiful and has a good voice. , the opera she is best at is "Farewell My Concubine", she played Yu Ji, the part where Wujiang committed suicide, the audience in the audience wanted to follow her." Jiang Nian continued to preach without paying attention.

"Hehe." Ning Yuezhao sneered, "Is it the favorite place for the dandies of the imperial capital to go? Looking at the theater, ordinary people can't afford tickets."

"Hee hee." Jiang Nian continued to display his thick skin, "Dudes are also common people."

The car passed through the busy city, the vendors shouted vigorously, and the goods were also dazzling, and the people coming and going stopped and stopped to choose their favorite items.

Jiang Nian was still chattering about those things, but Ning Yuezhao realized that thick-skinned was no match for him, so he simply let him do whatever he wanted.

I have to admit that this guy is indeed well-informed, has read poetry and books, and knows the market like the back of his hand.Perhaps the empress is right, he is qualified for the position of emperor's husband.But what about An Chen?Is she doomed not to be married to the one she loves?

"Here we are, get out of the car." Jiang Nian's voice interrupted her thoughts.

After getting out of the carriage, Ning Yuezhao looked up at the plaque above, on which were written two flamboyantly typewritten words - "Listen to the Wind".

Xiaoer is blocking the guests who still want to go in one by one, "I'm sorry, all the guests, the house is full today, please come early tomorrow, I'm sorry!"

"Oh, why is it full again? I have been here three times, but I didn't hear it once!"

At this time, the sharp-eyed Xiao Er recognized Jiang Nian, "Master Jiang Er is here!"

Jiang Nian took Ning Yuezhao's hand and squeezed through the crowd.

No one noticed that there was a white figure standing blankly on the corner of the street, and that person stared blankly at Jiang Nian and Ning Yuezhao entering Tingfeng Teahouse hand in hand.

There seemed to be something stuck in her throat, An Chen moved her lips, but she couldn't make a sound, what she mouthed was - "Azhao."

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