The night was already very dark. Princess An Cheng went to bed early. The maid on duty came in reluctantly and gently pushed Princess An Cheng awake.
Princess An Cheng was very sleepy and had a bad temper. After hearing what the palace maid said, she frowned: "Let her go."
"But princess, she came in person."
"Is she more noble than me?" Princess An Cheng asked.
"Of course not."
"Then do I need to pamper her?"
The palace maid hesitated and said: "Princess Yangping said that the national crisis is at hand. She and you, the princess, are the most beautiful girls in the world. They should be of one mind and ignore past grudges."
"If she says she doesn't care, she won't care. If I continue to care, it will make me look stingy," Princess An Cheng said slowly, with a sneer on her lips. Taking the overall situation into consideration, but does she really think that I don’t know what happened on the mountain? She committed something herself, offended her father, and tried to drag this princess into the water. What kind of banner is she pulling to put gold in her face? Just by herself, can she negotiate a difficult problem that even my father cannot solve?"
The palace maid lowered her head and said, "That slave, let her go now."
"Not only let her go, but also let her never come back again." Princess An Cheng said.
"Yes." The palace maid responded.
After coming out, the palace maid tried to speak tactfully.
Princess Yangping was indeed furious. Jingshu was afraid that she would cause trouble here, so he whispered: "Princess, no matter how angry you are, you have to endure it. We can still go to the imperial concubine and the empress."
In the past, Princess Yangping might have burst into the house in anger, but now, she didn't dare to be impulsive at all. After the look from Emperor Xuan Yan, she had no chance to be impulsive.
"Okay," Princess Yangping swallowed her anger and tried to keep her tone calm as she said, "Let's go."
When we came out, we were faced with a snowstorm.
Princess Yangping stood on the empty steps, looking at the palace where Emperor Xuan Yan lived in the distance. She suddenly felt that there was not much point in looking for her mother concubine and Queen Nangong.
"I remember that my father did not execute Tao Ding." Princess Yangping said lightly.
Jingshu glanced at the evacuated imperial guards behind him and said, "Only Jiang was executed. Tao Ding is still there. I heard he was tortured very miserably."
"Have you brought them together this time?"
"If you are really alive, you must have brought it with you," Jingshu said, "Princess, why do you ask this?"
"Okay," Princess Yangping nodded and said, "Just bring it. Let's go."
As he spoke, he stepped down the steps, his crow-green hooded cloak dragging across the snow.
Jingshu looked at her figure and felt uneasy in his heart.
Two-quarters of an hour later, the news that Princess Yangping went to see Princess Ancheng and was turned away spread to the ears of all the royal family members in the palace.
Emperor Xuan Yan did not sleep. He stood in the snow with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the empty snow-capped mountains. The looming torches on the mountains disappeared more than an hour ago, but he did not want to go back to his palace yet.
Behind him, in addition to the servant Liao who held an umbrella for him, there were also nine palace maids with beautiful eyebrows and bright teeth. The palace ladies held glazed lamps in their hands. The lamps swayed in the wind and struck Emperor Xuan Yan's bright yellow dragon robe. Above, the tapestry dragon emblem on the robe seems to be about to soar into the sky.
A Tianrong guard came to tell him about this matter. Emperor Xuan Yan was indifferent and kept looking at the snow-capped mountains. Liao Neishi waved slightly to signal the Tianrong guard who had been kneeling to leave.
After Tianrongwei said goodbye and left, Emperor Xuanyan said calmly: "He actually sent some useless news."
"The two princesses have never been on good terms," said the servant Liao, "but this time they are of the same mind."
"If something unexpected happened to make them think this way, I hope they will remain unruly and domineering for the rest of their lives." Emperor Xuan Yan said.
Waiter Liao paused slightly and nodded.
Yes, it would be best not to have such an incident happen.
The news was also sent to the prince at the same time.
Li He was still awake, and there were nine people in the room. In addition to a few staff members from the Prince's Mansion, there were also the Eighth Prince Li Ye, the Ninth Prince Li Shou and their cronies.
I just received the letter that Song Zhiyi will be king in the spring. At the same time, there is also a war in the state. A man named Jiao Jinhu takes in refugees everywhere, organizes strong men, and grows rapidly in just three months. He wins over Chen Zibao, the captain of the state military office.
They jointly conspired to rebel and killed the state governor and Jiedushi, and now they have grown into an army of 20,000 people.
In addition to the chaos in the state, the military chaos in various places is also snowballing. With these urgent letters for help sent today, the imperial court is really unable to do anything else.
The chamberlain came in and talked about Princess Yangping. Li He nodded and asked people to leave.
"Do you have to talk about such a small matter?" Li Shou said.
"This is no small matter," Li Ye said, "Princess Yangping belongs to Concubine Mu, and Concubine Mu is the most favored in front of the emperor."
Every move they make is most likely related to the Holy Will. How could they not keep a close eye on them?
"But I heard that when he was at Yuanhe Sect, the emperor had murderous intentions towards Yang Ping..." Li Shou said.
Li Ye's expression changed when he mentioned Yuanhe Sect, he looked away and looked at the map in front of him.
"Is it really that scary?" Li He asked, looking at his face.
"Father has gone down the mountain overnight, what do you think, brother?" Li Ye said in a low voice.
He had never seen Emperor Xuan Yan like this before, which made Li Ye feel even more embarrassed than leaving the capital.
"However," Li Ye added, "the person accompanying my father today is still Concubine Mu, so the murderous intention towards Yang Ping should only be temporary, and they will still be popular people in front of my father."
"Okay, but Yangping and Ancheng have never dealt with each other," Li Shou said. "I wonder if it is Concubine Mu's intention for Yangping to go to Ancheng now."
"Is it related to the marriage?" Li Ye looked at Li He.
"Marriage?" Li He's lips were bitter, he raised his hand to smooth the slight bulge on the map, and said, "Can you see how much of Daqian is left now?"
The Dagan on the map is like a big cake, but it has been bitten off in pieces in the east and west, and is riddled with holes.
"There are not many places we can control," Li He looked at the map. "If we could negotiate the marriage six months ago, we could form an alliance with foreign aid. But if we continue to negotiate now, the other party will raise the price."
It is sad to say that Daqian, who was once worshiped by all directions, is now very likely to be looked down upon by the small neighboring countries that they looked down upon at the beginning.
Now on the map, Song Zhiyi is rapidly expanding his territory. He has occupied almost one-fifth of the area.
Tian Dayao, the self-proclaimed King of Dacheng, is no less willing to give in. What worries Li He most now is whether Shiding Town, which is about to face Tian Dayao, can withstand Tian Dayao's axe.
This murderous lunatic leaves rivers of blood wherever he goes.
Wherever the resistance is fierce, after entering the city, he will go on a killing spree.
Because of this, many cities were defeated without even being attacked.
