pungent peasant girl

Chapter 241 Contest

Chapter 241 Contest
It hadn't really darkened yet, so she didn't dare to get too close, she just looked at the emperor from a distance and her mood really improved a lot, talking to the people below.

After a while, all the people inside came out.

Meng Qianyan hid in the corner, watching Luo Ziyan go away, so he went back to his residence.

If Ziyan had experienced something important, he would definitely tell her.

Sure enough, after night fell, a figure turned over from the courtyard wall of the residence, it was Luo Ziyan's.

"How is today?" He entered the door and asked Meng Qianyan directly.

Meng Qianyan was lying on the table, drawing some sketches boredly.

Hearing Luo Ziyan's words, she put away the drawing and looked at him, "Hehe, I should be asking you this, right? You are a patrolling guard, why did you run to the emperor's side?"

Luo Ziyan took out a token that he carried with him, and gave it to Meng Qianyan.

Meng Qianyan glanced at it, "Huh? I've never seen this brand before."

"This is the command token of the guards patrolling the palace." The corner of Luo Ziyan's mouth curled up in a helpless arc.

Meng Qianyan was taken aback, "Your?"

"Well, mine."

"Then you, have you been promoted? Come on, what's the matter with you? Oh, why don't you look happy?"

Luo Ziyan sat beside Meng Qianyan, and hugged her in his arms, "Why did I find such a silly wife like you? Do you think it's a coincidence?"

"Ok?"

"The seventeenth prince sent his master to ask me to practice martial arts. The emperor happened to be out hunting, and there were not enough people. I happened to be here, so he asked me to go with him. During the hunting process, the emperor's horse was startled, and I tamed it. The emperor was happy , and rewarded me with an official position as a guard commander."

Hearing this, Meng Qianyan had an epiphany, "This is all arranged by the Seventeenth Prince?"

"Yes, he arranged for me to be promoted just to make it easier for him to do things for him."

"Ziyan, I suddenly want to ask a question."

"You said."

"That is, we have been doing things in the hands of the Seventeenth Prince. Is what we do right or wrong?"

Luo Ziyan was startled by this question, and then said: "At least, from the current point of view, the Seventeenth Prince is not a heartless person."

"Then, what about the fifteen princes?"

"Of course the fifteenth prince is darker than the seventeenth prince."

"Oh, that's right." Meng Qianyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, we are not helping the evildoers."

"It's just that the prince seized the throne. There are so many right and wrong points. The more status we have in the palace, the more trouble we will have when we get out." Luo Ziyan sighed slightly.

Meng Qianyan could tell that Luo Ziyan was worried about the future.

She thought of the agreement Mo Yun had made with him yesterday, so she hurriedly told Luo Ziyan.

"Ziyan, in fact, you don't have to worry so much. I saw the prince yesterday. The prince said that he will find a way to let us leave in half a year, after half a year."

"Half a year?" Luo Ziyan looked down at Meng Qianyan, "Hehe, too many things can happen in half a year, my Qianyan, you must be more cautious."

Meng Qianyan seemed to understand this, "Okay, I understand. By the way, will you stay here tonight?"

"No, because I also have my own residence, so I can move in too."

"New residence..." Meng Qianyan seemed to think of something, and laughed.

Luo Ziyan glanced at her, with a hint of warning in his eyes, "Meng Qianyan, I warn you, this is the imperial palace, not the Luo family, or Mingzhou."

"I know, I know, didn't I do nothing?"

Meng Qianyan was bold, but Luo Ziyan knew it too well.

He is very worried now, Meng Qianyan dared to run to find him at night.

So, he warned again and again, "No."

"I know!"

"Then you promise me."

"I promise, I won't run around without your permission."

With this guaranteed, Luo Ziyan heaved a sigh of relief, "Oh, let's stay here for a while, and I should leave later."

Life in the palace is no better than outside, and anyone who breaks the rules here may lose his head.

Thinking about meeting Qiu Ying in the Merlin that day, he almost lost his life.

So she still decided to keep her own place and not mess around.

Luo Ziyan was promoted, and seemed to be busy all of a sudden, so he could only make a few quick phone calls on the road and take a few more glances.Most of the time, they are invisible.

Meng Qianyan either watched the maids doing things every day, or quietly inquired about the situation in the Palace of Qinzheng.

As Mo Yun said, Mo Yan's work is impeccable, and there is no way to find out his head. After many investigations, the case of Chen Baoyi and Wen Jing committing suicide in fear of crime can only be suspended.

At the same time, Concubine Yi and Qiu Ying became the emperor's only hatred.

If it wasn't for the purpose of preventing the matter from being known by outsiders, the emperor would probably cut them to pieces.

In order to take care of the royal family's face, I heard that Concubine Yi and Qiu Ying were given Jiujiu, and then they were pulled out of the palace and buried in a random place.

The case was interrupted, and all the people involved were killed. Gradually, this case was rarely brought up.

Everything in the palace seems to be back to normal.

But Meng Qianyan still found that under the calm exterior, there are still countless dark tides still raging.

For example, Luo Ziyan's promotion, for example, many eunuchs and maids in the palace were replaced one after another. She knew that this was all a private contest between Mo Yun and Mo Yan.

She sees some things, and she will pass them on to Mo Yun.But there are also some things, she will pretend not to know anything, because she remembers what Ziyan said, and she must be careful in everything.

On this day, it was windy and snowy again, and the emperor had been processing the memorials in the Palace of Qinzheng since he was in court.

It's cold, and the emperor is too cold.

The charcoal fire was changed again and again several times, and then Meng Qianyan went to change the charcoal fire in person.

In the center of Qinzheng Hall, bright yellow memorials are neatly placed. There are two rows. It seems that one row has been reviewed, and the other row has not been read.

For some reason, she stared at the memorials in a daze.

What is written on it?Does the emperor face many important choices every day?
She stared blankly, lost her mind, until a pair of sharp eyes met hers, she was stunned, and quickly knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor smiled for a moment, put down the memorial in his hand, looked at her meaningfully, and asked softly: "If I remember correctly, you are Peach Blossom?"

Meng Qianyan nodded, "Yes, slaves are peach blossoms."

"What's going on? I remember, aren't you very alert? Why are you in a daze here?" It was strange, his eyes seemed to have a touch of warmth, not the seriousness and anger seen last time.

"Slave..." Meng Qianyan thought for a while, then had an idea, "Oh, it's too cold outside, the fire here attracted the slave."

"Hehe, that's right." The emperor nodded, "Then let's warm up here. It's really cold, and you're too thin."

(End of this chapter)

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