The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 293 Chapter 292: Royal Draft ([-])

At the time of Xu, Song Zhibai came out of the imperial study room without the imperial edict in his hand.

Half an hour later, Yun Ranyue came out of the imperial study, and happened to meet Bai Qingchen who was walking in a hurry, with a serious face he had never seen before.

Seeing Yun Ranyue, Bai Qingchen hurriedly asked: "Has Song Zhibai been here?"

Yun Ranyue nodded: "I'm looking for the emperor to withdraw the engagement, I just left half an hour ago."

Bai Qingchen was stunned: "Have you retreated?"

Yun Ranyue nodded.

Bai Qingchen panicked, "What conditions did she use to retire?"

Without conditions, the emperor will never take back his order easily.

Yun Ranyue said: "One hundred thousand soldiers."

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After being stunned, Bai Qingchen's face darkened and he gritted his teeth: "This woman Song Zhibai is crazy!"

With a sullen face, he strode into the imperial study room.

Yun Ranyue raised her eyebrows, what about him?Why not crazy.

The craziest people in the world are those who are contaminated with romance.

For the word "love", if you are not crazy, you will become a demon.

Flicking off his sleeves, Yun Ranyue descended the [-]-meter steps against the deserted moonlight.

Once, he was also crazy.
At Haishi, someone knocked on the door of the General's Mansion.

Song Zhibai came out with a glazed lamp in his hand, opened the door, saw the man leaning against the door frame, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Give you something."

Bai Qingchenfeng curled her lips, and handed her the soldier talisman in her hand.

Song Zhibai was startled, puzzled: "You?"

How could the soldier talisman be in his hand?
"The emperor wants to come back," Bai Qingchen chuckled lazily, his slightly squinted phoenix eyes seemed to be gnashing his teeth, "In order not to marry Jing Yuanzhao, you didn't hesitate to exchange the soldier talisman, are you crazy? "

Is there no other way besides exchanging soldiers?

This cold-hearted woman didn't know how to ask him for help.

If Luoyan hadn't gone to tell him, the soldier talisman would not have come back.

Song Zhibai took the soldier talisman in his hand and held it firmly in his hand, his eyes warmed slightly, and he felt a sense of security in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way, she would not have exchanged terms with the emperor with the military talisman.

She looked at Bai Qingchen, lightly dropped the soldier talisman in her hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What did you trade for?"

It is impossible for the emperor to hand over the soldier talisman to him with a single sentence.

"Take silver."

Song Zhibai focused: "How much?"

"Well, that's half of my lord's property," Bai Qingchen answered calmly, closing his eyes slightly.

Half of his property is richer than a big Jin.

Song Zhibai's eyes trembled, and he cursed angrily, "Are you crazy?!"

Bai Qingchen said casually, "Well, my lord is crazy."

And I still learned from this woman.

Song Zhibai was angry, this was the first time she was angry.

She has a cold temper and has always been tepid, and few people can provoke her anger. This time her chest was inexplicably ignited.

He clearly knew that Qingchen was helping her, but he didn't want him to pay so much for her.

Maybe it's because I don't want to owe something, or maybe I don't want to get involved too much.

After a long time, Song Zhibai finally spoke, "Is it worth it?"

Bai Qingchen replied, yes.

In love, everything is worth doing.

Song Zhibai sighed: "Forget that I owe you a favor."

"Don't, it's so boring to owe favors," Bai Qingchen raised the tail of his eyes, his phoenix eyes were bewitching, he leaned forward, staring into Song Zhibai's eyes, "How about you make a promise with your body?"

The tone was half-serious, half-joking.

The glazed lamp in Song Zhibai's hand lay between the two of them, leaving some distance between them. She said softly, "It's not good."

Bai Qingchen shook his head and laughed, what a ruthless woman.

He stood up straight, leaning lazily against the door frame, the apricot-yellow glow of the glazed lamp melted into his phoenix eyes, spilling out some mottled starlight.

He lazily said: "There's no need to owe favors. You saved my life in the Dead Mountain. This time, I also helped you once. It's even." Looking up at the sky, he yawned, "No It's early, my lord is going back to sleep."

"Bai Qingchen."

When he just turned around, Song Zhibai called him, and held out the glazed lamp in his hand, "It's dark, be careful."

Bai Qingchen curled his lips into a chuckle, took the glazed lantern in her hand without any politeness, and left.

Gu Qingmo, who had been hiding in Gu Qingyun's yard for the past few days, knew that Si Ye was not at the house, so she became bold. She left Gu Qingyun's yard and returned to her own.

After a few days of treatment by Gu Qingyun, her face had scabbed off, but it left a deep scar. Even if Gu Qingyun's hand rejuvenated, she couldn't be cured.

For the past few days, Gu Qingmo hid in the house without seeing anyone, and secretly asked the maid to help her seek medical advice, hoping that her face could still be saved, she didn't want to be ruined like this.

Ruining her face was tantamount to ruining her life.

On the first day of May, the day of the Royal Draft arrived.

The rosters and portraits of all the noble ladies were sent to the clan's mansion, and each lady was full of expectations, hoping to be selected and marry into the royal family.

The Gu family could have sent a roster of four young ladies, but Gu Zhijin had already married privately, and Gu Qingyun and Jing Yuanyi were engaged, so there were only two unmarried young ladies, Gu Zhixuan and Gu Qingmo, left in the house.

Nan Zhuohua is still young, so it is impossible to participate in the draft.

The next day, the young lady who was handed on the roster was brought to the palace for selection.

The Gu family only went to Gu Zhixuan alone, but because Gu Qingmo was shameless, she found a reason to prevaricate her, but she didn't go.

Gu Zhian didn't pay much attention to her, so he didn't care too much about her.

Because Gu Qingmo's reputation in the imperial capital has been affected, even if she goes to participate in the draft, she will definitely not be selected.

On the contrary, Aunt Liu beat her chest and stamped her feet angrily, wasting the opportunity of "flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix".

Two days later, the ladies of each family were sent back to their homes, and the draft was over.

At night, the selected ladies will receive an imperial decree to see which prince they will be betrothed to.

Gu Zhixuan lost the election in the end, but she doesn't care, anyway, her mind is not on those princes, what she likes is Jun Elegy.

In the courtier's mansion in the imperial capital, the Gu family has the most daughters. I thought that the Gu family would produce a princess or princess in this year's draft, but I didn't expect that none of their daughters were selected.

Gu Zhi'an never thought that the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, which was originally prosperous, would actually decline more and more.

It has declined until now without even a son.

Now the people in the imperial capital are even more curious about who will take the position of the crown princess.

Even Nan Zhuohua was curious about this matter.

No, let Miyan go outside to inquire.

When Miyan came back after inquiring, the result was unexpected.

"Little master, the princess fell on Xie Shiyun's head."

Nan Zhuohua had just had a full meal, and was lying on the imperial concubine chair touching his chubby belly, he was taken aback after hearing this, "How could it be Xie Shiyun? Would Jing Yuanzhao be willing to marry her?"

Xie's mansion is in a state of desperation now, Jing Yuanzhao won't get any benefit from marrying her, so what's the use of marrying her?
"Jing Yuanzhao definitely doesn't want to marry her, but there is nothing he can do about it," Mi Yan said, "I heard that the two of you are already husband and wife."

"When did it happen?"

(End of this chapter)