"His Royal Highness wants to personally conquer..."
Song Wan was worried, but he also knew that as the prince, Shen Qianyu would take this step sooner or later. As soon as the words left her mouth, she fell silent.
To say that is just to increase troubles.
"Wan'er doesn't need to worry. I know a lot about Nanqing's generals, and I have a chance of winning against them. And now that Nanqing is fighting fiercely, it will take some energy. Now is an excellent time."
At that time, Emperor Wen Hui not only sent protons to Nanqing, but also promised to send tribute worth nearly one million taels of silver to Nanqing every year. Dongning's treasury was originally full, but it has become increasingly stretched in recent years.
When he was in Nanqing, every time Shen Qianyu saw people in the harem spending extravagantly, he would feel that they were sucking the essence of Dongning.
Now that he has the opportunity to take back everything that belongs to Dongning with his own hands, he has no regrets.
Song Wan knew that he had ambitions in his heart. Although he was worried, he was also impressed by the other man's passion.
The two of them turned all their emotions into a smile and melted it into their bones and blood.
Although Song Wan loves the most holy person, her family and country must come first in her life, and love comes second. Even if she is reluctant to give up, she will never stop Shen Qianyu. The two of them share the same mind, even if they don't say a word, they don't feel alienated. When they are relatively silent, there is even a hint of tenderness.
Song Wan took Shen Qianyu's extended hand and gently squeezed his palm.
Qin Rao's disciples caused trouble, which made everyone in the palace feel in danger. On July 7th, during the Qi Qiao Festival, the palace saw some joy and smiles.
Song Wan went to Shang Rong's palace early in the morning, and they made some big moves today.
"Today's Qiao Festival, let's let Princess Mugeda from Nanqing take a look at our Dongning daughter's hands to see if they are clever enough."
Zhao Nanzhang had a delicate slingshot hidden in her sleeve. During this period of time, she practiced it during the day and at night, and all the tea cups in the palace were smashed to pieces by her. If Wan Xiao hadn't sent a few more sets, each of them would have had to hold a teapot when drinking tea today.
Lu Youyun was filling the embroidery bag with watermelon seeds. While filling, he muttered: "Shang Liangdi asked the small kitchen to make this specially for me. Fresh watermelon seeds are roasted with fine salt and low heat..."
"By the way, why does Sister Nanzhang call Princess Nanqing Yumugada?"
Zhang Baozhen tapped her head lightly: "Don't ask, just pretend to be you."
Youyun couldn't remember it, they just talked too lazily.
Song Wan was sitting in front of Shang Rong's dressing table, and Zhao Nanzhang was putting makeup on her bun. Song Wan rarely appeared in front of others in a glamorous appearance, but today he tried his best to look as wealthy and charming as possible.
Shang Rong felt unwell and stayed with Qi Qingling in her bedroom.
Lu Youjun, Zhang Baozhen and Zhao Nanzhang prepared everything and left first.
Wu Xixiang, on the other hand, was one step behind Song Wan.
There is a nine-pin platform in the Qiaojie Palace. On the high platform hangs a huge hydrangea made of colorful silk threads. The silk threads hang down on the west side for the concubines and their family members to thread seven-hole needles on the stage today.
Girls who climb the building without status will place a water bowl under the Jiuyin Terrace. After the scorching sun has passed at noon, they will put a needle into the bowl to pray for luck.
This year's Qiqiao Festival was particularly grand because of the presence of the Nanqing envoy. Not only were the female relatives of officials of the third rank and above in Beijing attending the banquet in the palace, but the young ladies who had not yet left the cabinet could also report to Concubine Yun to take the stage. Nearly a hundred small embroidered tables were placed under the Jiuyin stage, and they were all filled with preserved melons, fruits, meats, tea, wine and snacks.
Emperor Wen Hui was unwell and did not attend today. Among the female relatives, Song Yuning and Jiang Man were supposed to be sitting at the main seats, but Jiang Man had been dejected and invisible all day since Shen Qianshu's death. Emperor Wen Hui ignored him, and Song Yuning was even too lazy to pay attention to her. If you don’t attend, no one will care.
Sitting alongside Song Yunning was Qin Rao. After she left the palace in a arrogant and hurtful manner, Qin Rao's behavior became even more arrogant.
Today, she didn't even wear any serious clothes. Her fair white legs were faintly visible under the blush gauze skirt, looking very slutty.
Song Yuning took one look and then glanced away, her eyes full of contempt.
The people from the East Palace came a little late, but no one cared about their high status. After Wu Xixiang and several others greeted the prince and Song Yunning, they sat down one by one.
When Song Wan appeared, it was quite surprising.
Shen Qianyu has never seen Song Wan dressed up like this. His buns are usually light and simple, but this is the first time he has seen him wearing such heavy makeup today.
The man's eyes were attracted by it, and he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. His eyes were full of unrequited arousal, and even if he didn't speak, his cheeks would be dizzy.
Wu Xixiang looked at Chao Song Wan and raised an eyebrow and smiled. When she turned around to joke with Lu Youyun, she saw Lu Youyun staring at the dried meats, melons and fruits in front of her with bright eyes, as if thinking about which one to catch first.
Song Wan didn't pay attention to this. She just looked at Qin Rao quietly, looking at her from top to bottom and from left to right with a calm expression. When he saw her faintly exposed legs, he smiled lightly with disdain.
Her aloof and indifferent look completely angered Qin Rao.
Qin Rao was about to speak when Song Yuning suddenly said: "Princess Nanqing also wants to go to the Jiuyin Platform to pierce a seven-hole needle?"
When she came back to her senses, she saw Song Wanji sitting down and the eunuch singing a begging speech.
"What's so hard about threading a needle?"
Qin Rao stood up and pointed at Song Wan with a smile on his face: "I want her to come with me."
"Thanks to the princess for your love."
Song Wan stood up and looked at her with cold eyes.
Shen Qianyu clenched his fists upon seeing this, and then slowly released them.
His partner is smart and witty, and he believes she can handle it easily.
After Song Yunning and several other imperial concubines went on stage to pray, it was the turn of the female family members of the East Palace. Wu Xixiang, Lu Youjun and others had higher status than Song Wan, so they went on stage first to thread the needle and get the good luck. Song Wan saw several people coming up and extended his hand to invite Qin Rao.
"You go first."
Qin Rao smiled charmingly and pointed at the Jiuyin Tower to signal Song Wan to go first.
Song Wan was not polite and turned around and walked up. Qin Rao followed closely. When they were on the Jiuyin Platform, Qin Rao just walked to Song Wan and suddenly raised his hand towards her.
"you……"
Lu Youyun took a step forward and happened to be standing in front of Song Wan. She had a plump figure and could not move even if Qin Rao pushed hard.
"The princess is clever, but I admit defeat."
As soon as he reached Jiuyintai, Song Wan turned around and left. Lu Youyun stepped on Qin Rao's foot and stepped on her foot hard. He also muttered: "I also admit defeat."
When Wu Xixiang and Zhang Baozhen saw this, they both said "I'm a concubine" and admitted defeat, and stepped down one after another.
The seemingly playful behavior of several people made Qin Rao furious. She returned to her seat with a sullen face, but the anger in her heart could not calm down for a long time.
"Princess……"
The Nanqing palace maid next to Qin Rao spoke in a low voice, but before she could say the second half of the sentence, she slapped her face.
Song Wanyu stared at her, covering his lips and laughing softly when he saw this situation, his eyebrows and eyes were full of contempt and contempt.
Several people in the East Palace deliberately provoked him again and again. Qin Rao could no longer control the anger in her heart. Finally, when the Qiao Festival was over, she followed Song Wan with a sinister look on her face and followed him towards the imperial garden.
