Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 174 Young General: It's getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already winter

There was silence in the hall for a long time. The old emperor looked at the stubborn Nangong Yunran, sighed heavily, and agreed.

When walking out of the hall, Nangong Yunran was holding the imperial edict in her hand and smiling brightly.

Shu Yijin has returned to Beijing and told her everything that happened in Wancheng. After Nangong Yunran learned that the late queen's son was still alive and even had a connection with Prince Ning, she investigated Wancheng and the events of more than ten years ago at all costs.

Her power is not as great as others, but her scheming and planning are never inferior to those of Princess Qingyang and others. In addition, she usually looks harmless, which has severely deceived the crown prince and the second prince.

The two sides schemed against each other, and Nangong Yunran even alienated the relationship between the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince. She paid a huge price for this, and even framed others at the cost of her own health several times.

Now that she has been named Princess Jianing and is going to marry a foreign prince, at this critical juncture, the old emperor will not allow her to make any mistakes. Even the concubines who have daughters are protecting her openly or secretly, fearing that if something happens to her, they will have to send their daughters to marry.

The day before Nangong Yunran was going to get married, she went to the temple to burn a stick of incense. When she arrived at the backyard of the temple, several men had been waiting there early. When they saw her, they immediately came up to her.

"Princess."

"No need to be so polite, my lords. I asked you to come here today because I have something to ask of you. You all know that I will be leaving for the Kingdom of Jiang soon, and there are some matters in the capital that I cannot let go of."

Nangong Yunran left the imperial edict he had requested to the confidant he had cultivated over the years, and chuckled, "I have done what I should do. I am afraid that the next thing will be to wrong a few adults."

Her face was pale, as if she had no life at all. After gently explaining everything that would happen after her departure, she turned around and slowly left.

Those officials who did not hold very high positions in the court clenched the imperial edict in their hands.

They had little influence in the court, and their opposition to Nangong Yunran's marriage was ignored. They could only watch her jump into the fire pit.

After a long silence, someone slowly said, "We have been blessed by the princess for a long time, and we must not let her down."

"I think the guy in Wancheng should start a rebellion. Let's wait and see. Nangong Qingyang is being punished to reflect on his mistakes. The second prince's mother was also involved in the affairs of the previous queen. Now she is disliked by His Majesty and has lost her qualifications. After so many years of fighting for that position, how could he be willing to let go? We have to help the princess see who has the last laugh. In short, we can't let them have an easy time."

The moon was cold as frost, and Nangong Yunran felt the chill wind biting her bones. She gently tightened her cloak and walked slowly with Yihuan on the palace road with red walls and green tiles. She always felt that something was missing. That was the place where she and the boy spoke for the first time after the celebration banquet.

"Princess, it's snowing. We should go back early."

Nangong Yunran stopped and stretched out her hand to catch the first snow of the year. The cold wind blew all over her body, and Nangong Yunran couldn't help shivering.

She half-closed her eyes, her face was pale and colorless, her breath brought up white mist, she just let the white snow sprinkle all over her, standing there she could always think of the young man who was looking at her alone in the midst of all the noise and joy.

Under the bright and cold moonlight, Nangong Yunran's face was as white as a ghost, but his dark eyes were moist. He agreed with Yihuan and gave him a sad smile: "Yihuan, tomorrow I will go to see the border where he has stayed for several years. I guess I will never be able to go to Jiangnan again in this life."

"I'm getting married, and my husband is not the boy I like."

Nangong Yunran slowly squatted down, holding her face with both hands and crying. Her slender shoulder blades made the white mourning clothes stand out in an arc. That was the only thing related to the young general. Tomorrow, she must take off this mourning dress and use herself to exchange for the two cities, so that the people of the two abandoned cities can return home. She was like a dying crane or a swan with a broken neck, and she fell to the ground wailing in pain.

She was very glad that she still had this function, and could get back the land that the young man had defended for his country. But at the same time, she felt extremely sad. If that man were still alive, he would not let the land fall and the woman marry.

In this bland and mundane world, only the young general is his own river and lake.

This imperial city that Nangong Yunran disliked very much was filled with intrigue and blood. It buried the girl's thoughts and feelings, and grew the flowers and dead trees that she had planted with her own hands.

Nangong Yunran heard footsteps approaching from afar, raised her head and looked over. Unexpectedly, it was Princess Qingyang. Princess Qingyang walked towards her slowly with a cold expression: "Did you not expect that I would come out?"

"What's unexpected? These days are the anniversary of your mother's death. Your father will naturally find an excuse to release you." Nangong Yunran smiled and gently shook off the snow on his clothes.

A hint of coldness suddenly flashed in Princess Qingyang's eyes. She took a step forward with an umbrella and looked at her fifth sister carefully. She was still as weak and harmless as before.

"Fifth sister, I thought I was the best at judging people, but I never thought you had deceived me for so many years. I really thought you were a weak and harmless dodder."

Princess Qingyang's tone was very calm, without the slightest ups and downs. She stretched out her fingers to slowly untie the cloak she was wearing, handed it to Yihuan and said, "Put it on your princess."

Yihuan was slightly startled, with a confused look in his eyes. He glanced at his princess but did not move.

Nangong Yunran slowly exhaled a breath of white air, her heart was rarely calm, she sneered softly and said, "Are you pitying me? I think you guys are really interesting. On the one hand, you cut off all my ways of survival, and on the other hand, you sympathize with my situation. You are indeed right. It is me who framed and plotted, and was full of calculations. I was innocent, kind, weak and unable to take care of myself, but that was all pretending."

Princess Qingyang was stunned, then slowly took back her cloak and gently put it on her arm: "Although I don't have much affection for you, and I have plotted against you many times, and even wanted to put you to death, but I still sympathize with you and other sisters for leaving your homeland to marry. That's all."

"But reality is so cruel. You have no power and can only become a pawn. When faced with many choices, you can only become an object of abandonment. During this period of confinement, I thought carefully about all these years. Sometimes I admire you for being able to survive in this harem without relying on anyone."

Qingyang stared at Piaoxue in a daze, feeling that the complexity of the matter was beyond words. She and Nangong Yunran could scheme against each other to the death, but not like now, sending a princess away to marry to maintain temporary peace.