"Yue'er!" The third prince, no, Yan Siguo, with tears rolling down his face, murmured: "I am... I am..."
"You don't know why you came." Yan Shiyue said calmly: "When you asked me that day, you didn't know why you asked me. Today, when you come to me, you don't know why you came."
Come to me. You are confused day by day. You don’t understand big things or small things. You don’t even understand basic human relations. You don’t stop your mother from killing his father or your ministers from killing their king. You behead all your mothers and don’t collect their bodies for them. Tell me about your life.
What’s the point of being like this?”
Yan Siguo opened his mouth slightly, and then said after a while: "I...I didn't expect it, I, I'll go right away."
He wiped away his tears, braced himself, and said: "Yue'er, I actually want to ask you...were you begging for me at that time?"
Yan Shiyue laughed and said: "I won't plead for anyone. I wish you would be tortured and die! It's Aye who can't bear to kill his son, so he spared your life! Look, you are willing to watch others kill their father.
, Aye is reluctant to kill such a son, how ironic is this?"
She paused for a moment: "Besides, you don't want to ask if I am begging for mercy. You want to ask if I have any brother-sister relationship with you, right? I will tell you today, no! Not at all.
No! I'm nice to you only because Aye, you are Aye's son. I don't want him to worry because his children don't get along, and I don't want him to worry because his son is useless, so I'm nice to you and I'll help you.
It’s all because of Aye!”
She whispered: "You don't have to put on such an expression. You want me to treat you as a brother. When did you treat me as a sister? Before I asked Jian Yusi, Aye loved me very much.
Zhaofu, our relationship as father and daughter grew up little by little. Even without Jian Yusi, I still regard him as my father! And what about you? You didn't do anything, you just wanted me to treat you as my brother.
Why? Are you stupid?"
She paused for a moment, "For Aye's sake, I will give you one last word, it's better to die than to live. Don't think that if you change your name as a prince, the sky will fall and you won't be able to survive.
What? A hurdle in life
That's it! You still have a wife and children to support. You didn't do much in the first half of your life. Please, please come to your senses in the second half of your life. If nothing else, raise your wife and children and take on the responsibilities of a man! Don't blame you.
The national surname is embarrassing!"
Yan Siguo burst into tears when she said that and fell to his knees.
Yan Shiyue led the people directly into the house.
Yan Siguo cried at the door for a long time. Everyone passing by would avoid him.
However, a carriage slowed down and looked at him thoughtfully.
It was the Right Prime Minister Xu Mingxiu. He had just watched the entire process from behind Yan Shiyue and his party. His heart couldn't help but move slightly. He lowered the car curtain and thought deeply.
The next morning, good news finally came. Huo Qijing had found the prince!
The prince was injured, but not seriously. He was rushing to the capital. Huo Qijing asked for instructions on how to arrange follow-up disaster relief matters.
The fourth prince immediately asked for orders to go.
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty agreed.
This news instantly dissipated the previous bloody storm.
Empress Su, who performed a gig but failed miserably, was like a bad joke that was quickly forgotten.
A few days later, several old ministers headed by Xu Mingxiu invited Yan Shiyue to enter the court.
When these old guys really want to say something nice, they all say nice things, and they talk about Yan Shiyue like a pillar, as if she won't be able to do anything if she doesn't join the imperial court.
As for women entering the court...so what? Why are you so stubborn?
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty did not even show his posture and agreed in court.
Afterwards, Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty issued an edict to give Yan Shiyue the post of Prime Minister Ping, in addition to the left and right prime ministers. He also gave Shang Fang a sword, which he held as if I were here in person.
Yan Shiyue: "...???"
She said to Emperor Ming Yan: "Aye, I don't want to be the Prime Minister, how about I become the imperial bodyguard for Aye!"
Emperor Ming Yan said, "Can one of the enemies be your imperial bodyguard?"
She said speechlessly: "Aye, how can I be so bad? I am also very good. I even learned how to whip, and I can also kung fu..."
While she was talking, Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty suddenly said: "There is no need to go to court."
Yan Shiyue stopped talking for a moment.
Emperor Ming Yan was still looking at the memorial, and said: "You usually work less, so you should still do the same work. If there is work, do it, and if there is no work, continue to play."
Sounds good... She rubbed her chin.
"I just have one more name so I can show off in front of those old men."
She looked at him with bright eyes, "Well...do you have official robes?"
"Yes," Emperor Ming Yan said, "ask someone to make official uniforms and hats specifically for you. It is very majestic. When a woman goes to court, her name will be left in history."
She immediately saluted with a serious look on her face and said in a rough voice: "I thank you, Lord, for your kindness. Long live, long live, long live!"
Next to him, Gu Jiuxing joked: "Congratulations to the Prime Minister, congratulations to the Prime Minister!"
The next moment, she stretched out her hand: "Mr. Gu, help me quickly, hehe..." She touched the wound on her back and breathed for a long time.
Emperor Ming Yan: "..."
Yan Shiyue's injury was actually not serious. After all, it was just a few hasty pats through her clothes. But after all, she was just a giant in thought and fragile in action, so she could only lie on the bed most of the time.
With.
She was so idle that she almost grew hairy, chatting with Wei Xin every day.
Yes, Weixin has almost recovered and has not even lost her kung fu.
She said: "Do you think something will happen once A Jing and I are separated? I will get hurt? You see, during the time A Jing came back, nothing happened to me."
Weixin smiled and said: "Master is our lucky star. Is the Marquis the master's lucky star?"
"Well," Yan Shiyue said, "Xiao Xinxin is really good at talking."
She frowned and thought: "But I'm so good-looking, so why can't I be considered 'beautiful'? Why can't my hero come to save me once in a while? How wonderful it is for a hero to save a beauty!"
Before Weixin could answer, she looked like she suddenly realized: "Am I a hero myself?"
Weixin: "..."
Yan Shiyue continued: "I am both beautiful and a hero. I bear a weight that my weak body cannot bear!"
Weixin: "..."
Well, as long as you are happy...
She added: "Then do you know what Ajing is?"
Weixin asked: "What is it?"
"Why are you so stupid?" she said, "He is asking for literature!"
Weixin: "...???"
Sorry this question is too broad...
Yan Shiyue said: "I have already told you that I am beautiful and a hero, and everyone is an acquaintance. How could I not say a word to him!"
so?
Hero saves beauty-hero-beauty=save?
Help=please ask for text???
Weixin, who struggled to finish this question, had a very complicated expression.
Just ask what you should do if you are injured once and can no longer understand your master’s thoughts? Waiting online, it’s quite urgent.
The voice of Emperor Yan of Ming Dynasty came from outside: "Young women will not be allowed to stay! I will ask you to get married next year!"
Just when Yan Shiyue was thinking about it, she saw someone following Emperor Ming Yan, it was Huo Qijing, who was looking at her intently with a pair of dark phoenix eyes. (To be continued)