Chapter 117
Two days later, Mu Jingzhao spread the news of the summer hunt to the courtyards of the harem.

Although this hunt gradually ran counter to his original intention, since the imperial concubine and Jiang Ning were both going to be there, the queen naturally had no reason not to go.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to simply hold a grand hunting party and invite everyone in the harem to participate.

However, Empress Concubine Ning is defenseless, and noble concubines are really not suitable for riding and shooting. If he is the only big man to let the family lead the hunting, it is really meaningless.

After much deliberation, Mu Jingzhao reluctantly accepted Jiang Ningfeng's proposal - wait for Lin Zheng to come back.

The number of people assembled was still too small, so in desperation, Mu Jingzhao issued an imperial decree to ask young men from various families to participate together, and thus managed to create a fairly grand scene.

At this moment, all the young eunuchs have sent the edict prepared by Mu Jingzhao to the palaces.

It was almost a matter of time before and after, and the letters of Shang Shufu and Mu Jingzhao were passed into Changle Palace together.

Ling Yue ran into the main hall with two stacks of letters in her hands. The door of the main hall was closed, and Shen Qingrong sat alone facing the window. Her eyes were dull, and there were still some dried up scars on her forehead.

And on her right hand, layers of gauze wrapped her whole hand tightly, and only the outline of a palm could be vaguely seen.

In front of her, a well-carved medicine box was wide open, revealing the brown ointment filled in it. The ointment was smooth and flat, without any trace of use.

Following Ling Yue's movement of pushing the door open, the afternoon sun immediately poured into the house along with the flying dust.

Shen Qingrong subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, and frowned.

"Your Majesty, the emperor's letter and the family letter from the mansion have arrived together."

Ling Yue looked at Shen Qingrong, with an undisguised worry on her face, seeing that Shen Qingrong didn't respond at all, Ling Yue casually put the letter in her hand on the table.

Her eyes slowly flicked across the ointment on the table, and she sighed softly, "Young lady, you should apply some ointment. It is said that Master Shangshu specially sought out this ointment from a famous doctor. It has miraculous effects on scars. Actually Master Shangshu still loves you, Madam."

Shen Qingrong's hands covering her eyes naturally lowered, and her fingertips slowly brushed the scars on her forehead and mouth.

"If Father really loved me, he wouldn't hit me, instead of giving me medicine after the beating."

Her tone was light, and there was an indescribable exhaustion in her voice.

Ling Yue was slightly taken aback, "Master Shang Shu is also thinking about the lintel of the Shen family."

Shen Qingrong nodded, turned her head to look at Ling Yue, but her shoulders slowly drooped as if weighed down by a heavy burden, "Yes, the lintel and glory of the Shen family are all on me alone. "

Since she was a child, her mother told her that she was born to be a queen, so she was destined not to spend her life like ordinary women. "

Since Shen Qingrong could remember, dozens of nuns were invited to teach her etiquette and moral training.

She made countless mistakes, she was beaten, scolded, locked in a dark woodshed without food, her mother couldn't resist her father's power, and only dared to talk to her secretly outside the door in the dead of night.

Her mother always comforted her, "Be patient, just be patient. When you become a queen, you will be the mother of a country, possessing the supreme status and glory, and no one will dare to despise you from now on."

So she waited and waited, until she was hungry and throbbing in her stomach, and she couldn't feel it, until it was dark and dawn, and the door of the woodshed was closed and opened again.

When she finally ascended to the position of queen, she realized that she had been deceived by her mother for many years.

From the beginning to the end, she never took a step from that woodshed.

Her eyes slowly fell on the two letterheads on the table, and there was no trace of fatigue concealed on her face, "I'm a little tired, please help me read what I wrote."

Ling Yue opened it in response, quickly read the two letters and put them away carefully.

"The emperor invites you to participate in this summer hunting."

Shen Qingrong was slightly astonished for a moment, "When will there be a summer hunt in this palace?"

Without waiting for Ling Yue to answer, she went on talking on her own, "The emperor really took great pains to please that girl. What else?"

"Master Shangshu hopes that you can seize the opportunity of this hunt to get rid of Concubine Ning, and what's more—" Ling Yue took a deep breath, and said a few words with some difficulty, "Remember, let's hold hands together."

On the other side, Liu Jinfu was sitting in front of the hall and drinking tea quietly. On the table in front of her, Mu Jingzhao's edict was unfolded and placed beside the teapot in front of her. She drank a cup of tea slowly, glanced at the edict lightly, her face There was a little surprise on the face.

"Summer hunting? Ben Gong participated? Did you prepare a horse for me?" Liu Jinfu's eyelids twitched, his lips parted slightly, and the words that flowed out were vulgar words, "The emperor should go to the imperial physician to have a look."

Meng Yin at the side was holding a teapot and mixed another cup for Liu Jinfu. She had a calm expression, as if she was used to her master speaking so rudely.

Liu Jinfu didn't drink any more tea, but still looked at the edict in front of her with a serious face. The more she looked at it, the more she seemed to be unable to understand the words on it.

"Has the emperor ever said why there is a sudden hunt?"

Meng Yin lowered her eyebrows, "I don't know."

Liu Jinfu picked up the imperial edict on the table, and frowned, "It's probably to pass the time for Concubine Ning to relieve boredom."

Meng Yin's expression was slightly astonished. She looked at Liu Jinfu with a little confusion on her face, but she didn't ask any questions.

"It's just this time, why wait ten days later."

"According to Eunuch Li, the emperor is waiting for Commander Lin to come back."

Liu Jinfu showed a little bit of astonishment, she covered her lips with one hand, and then laughed shrilly, "This concubine Ning is really amazing, our emperor, I'm really going to die now."

Meng Yin still stood aside with downcast eyes and did not answer, Liu Jinfu still laughed shrilly, and the abrupt laughter echoed in the quiet hall, seeming a little inexplicably lonely.

The wind blows the curtains and flutters, Liu Jinfu's laughter gradually disappears, her brows and eyes are drooped, and her eyes are stained with a little lonely color, her hand that was covering her lips naturally droops, and the back of her hand accidentally touches it at her feet long whip.

Liu Jinfu frowned slightly, she didn't speak any more, instead she turned her head and looked at the fluttering curtain, her eyes were distracted, as if she was thinking about something.

"Choose a good horse for this palace. Since the emperor has kindly invited me, it is really hard for this palace to refuse."

Meng Yin looked at Liu Jinfu, with a bit of astonishment on his face, "Your Majesty!"

Liu Jinfu seemed a little tired, she leaned back and lazily lay down on the chair, "Bring me some more wine."

Meng Yin looked at Liu Jinfu, hesitant to speak, after a long time, she finally answered, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)

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