The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister

  Linglan found that her girl's mood suddenly dropped.

  Happy all day before and after the New Year's Day, the corners of the lips are raised, and the mouth is humming a little song.

  There were so many guests coming and going during the New Year's Day, and she didn't see her complaining about being tired. The hospitality was well received, which won praise from many people.

  But recently she has been free, and she is not so happy.

  Because my uncle has been busy with work recently, so he came home late?

"Girl, I heard that a circus troupe has come to the outskirts of Beijing these days." Linglan moved closer to Wen Ning, "Should we call Miss Duan and Second Young Master, or go out of Beijing to watch a circus with the eldest son and wife together? ?”

  Wen Ning sat on a stone chair in the yard, resting her chin.

  The plum blossoms were blooming, and some petals were blown down on the stone table by the wind. She took her index finger and tapped the petals under her hand.

   "Girl?" Linglan called her.

  Wen Ning seemed to have just come back to her senses: "What's wrong?"

  Linglan repeated what she just said: "I just said that a circus troupe is coming near the suburbs of Beijing. Do you want to see it?"

  Wen Ning thought for a while: "Not going."

  Get up, go to the house: "I'm going to sleep."

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  Gu Fei has recently changed from waiting for Pei You at the Ministry of Industry to waiting for Pei You at the gate of the palace.

  After being on duty almost every day, Emperor Jiahe would pass his family's heir into the palace alone, and the two discussed for an extra hour.

   His family's heir is really...

  Gu Fei smacked his lips, he was getting tired of saying the words "received favor".

   It's just that he has heard the rumors that are hidden and spread among the people recently, saying that there is a prince living among the people, and he will return to the palace soon.

  He felt a little nonsense.

  It is true that Master Ci Nian of Ci En Temple stayed in the palace for three days.

  Hey, if this is true, after finally leaving King Rui, leaving the fourth prince, another prince living among the people came.

  The eldest son of his family is so loved by the sage, and I don't know if he will see the eldest son as a thorn in his side after he comes back?

  Gu Fei sat on the carriage and thought about something. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he finally saw a familiar figure at the gate of the palace.

"Your Majesty." Gu Fei went forward, and the first one to report back was still Wen Ning's news, "Madam didn't go out today, Linglan probably suggested Madam to go to Beijing to watch a circus, I don't know if Madam agreed, come here The report said it was too far away to hear clearly."

  Added another sentence: "Don't worry, my son, I will be here from eleven to nineteen. Madam will be fine if she goes to the circus."

  The number of the dark guard battalion, except for Tu Bai, two to ten, are all experienced leaders, each with dozens to hundreds of dark guards under his command.

   From the eleventh to the nineteenth, except for the thirteenth who manages the files, they are all close body guards.

  Since Wen Ning's accident last time, all close-up guards have been arranged on her side.

  Although Gu Fei felt that it was a bit exaggerated, but thinking about the description of his eldest son in those few days, it was probably... frightened by his wife's accident.

  Pei You didn't care about this, but asked: "Madam hasn't gone out for three days?"

  Gu Fei made a calculation: "Yes... yes."

  Pei You didn't say anything more, and got into the carriage with his robe lifted.

  Wen Ning fell asleep and felt much better. When Pei You came back, she was embroidering a sachet by the lamp.

   In a blink of an eye, the sachet on Pei You's body was more than a year old, she should change it for him.

   "Are you going to the Palace of Qinzheng again?" She didn't even raise her head, and asked when she saw a figure.

  When the two were in the house, there was still no one to wait on them.

  Pei You hung up the cloak by herself, and sat beside her: "Aren't your eyes tired?"

  Raising his hand, he pulled the man into his arms.

   "Eh... wait! One more shot..."

  That stitch was confiscated in the end, Wen Ning stared at him: "Look! The beautiful flowers are embroidered like this!"

  Pei You took the sachet from her hand and put it down, said with a smile: "I wear it after all, I don't mind."

   "Won't the people around me laugh at me when they see it!"

  Pei You sneered: "Who dares to laugh at you?"

  Wen Ning froze for a moment.

  The light in his eyes dimmed a little, and he slid down from Pei You's lap, sat aside, and picked up the sachet again.

  Pei You lost his expression: "What's the matter? Has someone made you unhappy recently?"

  Wen stared at the bad stitch, thinking about how to make it up: "No."

   "Not feeling well?"

"No."

  Pei You held her hand, looked at her with deep eyes, and softened his tone: "These days are a bit busy with official duties, and it will be fine after this busy period."

  Wen Ning looked up at him, her eyes softened a lot.

  He came to hug her again, and she sat back obediently.

  This person always knows how to talk and she loves to listen.

   "Then there is also a circus at night, come back early tomorrow to accompany you to see it?"

  Wen Ning leaned on his chest and picked at his clothes: "No need, you are busy with your work, I will arrange myself."

  Pei You laughed lowly in his chest: "Madam is so sensible, I feel guilty for my husband."

  Wen Ning pinched him: "If you feel guilty, then..."

   Moderate!

  Thinking of his various "evil" behaviors, Wen Ning pushed him away unceremoniously, and finally said what she had kept in her heart for a few days: "Pei You, I heard some rumors in the market."

"oh?"

   "What... a strange star returns to the moon, a prince living among the people."

   "Didn't you already know about this?"

  Wen Ning frowned slightly.

  She knew she was right, but...

  Probably because of her preconceived ideas in her previous life, she always subconsciously believed that Pei You would be his powerful minister and aspire to the cabinet in the future.

  He was the eldest son of Emperor Jiahe and the empress, which surprised her. Before that, she only thought about how to ease the possible conflicts between him, the empress, and Emperor Jiahe, and did not think about it one step further.

   "From the eldest son of the Duke's mansion to the first son of the middle palace, there must always be an explanation for the people."

  Pei Youwu explained to himself: "Moving out Qin Tianjian and Master Ci Nian is the way that will cause the least harm to all parties."

  Of course Wen Ning understood.

   Jiahe Emperor dotes on the Empress Empress so much, probably because she is unwilling to disclose the matter of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix into a phoenix, and punish her.

   Besides, it sounds absurd for a good son of the middle palace to be recognized by the Duke's mansion even if he is replaced.

  Dayin people believe in Buddhism, believe in destiny, and believe in Ci'en Temple.

  If it is said that Pei You's fate is different, and he is sent to grow up outside the palace, the common people will not think otherwise.

   "I also heard that the East Palace, which has been vacant for a long time, has people from the palace." Wen Ning said softly.

  The two of them were sitting at the round table indoors. As soon as Wen Ning finished speaking, Pei You picked her up, placed her on the table and sat down, with his hands on his sides, only a few feet away from her.

   "Wen Ning." He stared at her with black eyes, "I promised His Majesty at the time, it was a way to delay the attack. When I find you, it is not impossible to go back on my word."

   "But thinking about it carefully recently, it doesn't matter if you really want to be the prince."

   "Being a prince also has its advantages."

  Wen Ning's light brown eyes flickered.

  What needs to be said about the benefits of being a prince?

  Since ancient times, many princes have fought for this seat and lost their lives.

  Being a prince, the courtiers flock to him; becoming a prince, you are only one step away from the seat above ten thousand people; becoming a prince, probably no one can stop him from doing whatever he wants to do in the future.

However, Pei You grabbed her chin: "When I enter the East Palace, you will be the Crown Princess of the East Palace. Zhan Shifu is in the East Palace, and you are also in the East Palace, so you can see you when you look up, and you can see it when you turn around." You, 'Superior' can also take you?"

  Wen Ning: "..."

   "You...be serious!" Wen Ning slapped his hand away.

   I haven’t seen anyone become the prince for this reason. Does Emperor Jiahe die of anger when he hears this?

   "Why are you not serious?" Pei You raised his eyebrows, confidently.

  Wen Ning was choked by him and had nothing to say for a while.

"So you wait a little longer." Pei You pressed her forehead, "When you're done with your work for a while, you go to the East Palace with me, and you don't have to wait for me to come back in this world every day. Where can I go to bring my prince?" Concubine, who dares to say anything?"

   "But..." Wen Ning frowned.

  But she never thought of being a princess...

  That seat is too high and too far away, it is already reluctant to ask her to be the wife of the prince, but now what are you going to say to her... Crown Princess?

  Wen Ning lowered her head dejectedly.

   "You don't believe me?" Pei You raised her face.

   Of course she believed him.

  He is so smart and capable; he is not a prince, but he can be under one person and above ten thousand.

   But what does this have to do with whether she believes him or not?

   "Let's go and watch. If your princess is not happy with what she is doing, my prince will be fine if she doesn't."

  Wen Ning: "..."

  I don't know whether to say that he is too arrogant or too surly.

   "I don't agree with you." Wen Ning jumped off the round table.

  Pei You dragged her back again, and sighed softly: "Wen Ning, you can tell me what you think."

  Wen Ning is still frowning

  She didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart.

  She never thought that she would go this way in her life.

  The moment she thought that Pei You might become the prince, she had many worries.

   But those worries seem to be illusory.

   Is she doing a good job as a princess?

   Thinking back, is she a good queen?

  Xie Nanzhi and Jiahedi's determined youthful relationship has become what it is now, what will happen to her and Pei You?

  Can she accept that Pei You is both a concubine and a concubine?

  She even thought of the offspring she never had in her previous life.

  Even if Pei You could not set up a harem, how could it be possible for the owner of the East Palace, or even the king of a country, to have no children?

   Taking a step back, even if she can have children, Pei You doesn't have to set up a harem. Is she willing to stay in that palace for the rest of her life?

That…

  How is that different from her previous life?

   All these worries finally turned into a sigh, buried in Pei You's chest.

   "When will it be made public?" Wen Ning asked.

  Pei You: "February eighteenth."

so fast…

   No wonder, no wonder she told Pei You about the conversation between the eldest princess and Pei Guogong, and he asked her if she liked the current life.

   If you like it, don't say it.

  He had already expected it.

  Once the life experience is revealed, sooner or later there will be such a day.

  But she really likes the present day.

  Wen Ning stretched her waist and put her arms around Pei You's neck: "Hug."

  Pei You looked at the girl who was a little at a loss, palmed the back of her head, and leaned over to hug her whole.

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