On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

At the same time, a black bird flew over Shencheng and landed in a small courtyard.

The little boy who was hanging medicine to dry quickly grabbed the bird, untied the letter box from his leg, and ran away.

"Sir! A letter from the capital."

Mr. Mo was filling the small pot with something when the servant paused, slowed down his pace, and walked towards him slowly, for fear of startling him.

After Mr. Mo put his things down, he wiped his hands and took the mailbox.

I opened it and saw only a few words on it.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a rare smile.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, the servant boldly asked, "Anything good?"

Mr. Mo threw the note into the fire: "Yes, it is expected."

"Congratulations sir!"

The servant paused for a moment and then said, "Sir, tomorrow is the day when Miss Cheng is getting married."

Mr. Mo stirred the pot without looking up: "Then let her marry."

"Yes."

……

Xiao Chiye was reading the military report when the deputy general came in hurriedly. He asked everyone around him to leave and came up to him and said, "General, I just got the news that something happened in the capital."

Xiao Chiye frowned: "What happened? Tell me slowly."

"The crown prince was deposed, the imperial concubine was sentenced to death, and her mother's family was all killed."

"When!" Xiao Chiye stood up suddenly, "Is the news reliable?"

"It's reliable and not false. It happened during the hunting trip. The Crown Prince was planning a rebellion. The Imperial Concubine and the King's uncle were involved and were caught on the spot."

Xiao Chiye held the edge of the table: "As expected... the crown prince has been deposed, so the new heir apparent..."

The deputy general shook his head: "There is no news yet, but there are not many sons of the emperor who are outstanding. The Sixth Prince..."

Xiao Chiye raised his hand to interrupt: "Don't rush to guess, tell the people in the capital to stop all activities now, lie dormant, wait for news, and see how the situation turns out. Don't make any unnecessary trouble."

"Yes."

The deputy general turned and went out.

Xiao Chiye picked up his pen and wanted to write a letter to Huo Changhe. When he was halfway through writing, the deputy general came back.

"General, the people who were secretly investigating the Red Lotus Sect have also returned."

"Quick, call in."

The deputy general brought the people in and reported the situation. Xiao Chiye listened carefully and waved his hand for him to go down and rest.

He put down the pen he had picked up: "I'd better go there in person."

The deputy general was puzzled: "General, where are you going?"

"Let's go to Youcheng."

The deputy general quickly whispered, "General, this is inappropriate, isn't it? This is a time of trouble. If you leave the city for no reason, what if people find out..."

Xiao Chiye waved his hand: "I have made up my mind. I must report such a big matter to the prince. There is no hesitation. Quick, prepare the horses."

"The prince is well-informed, and he may already know the news."

"Don't be so long-winded. Get your horses ready."

The deputy general didn't dare to say anything more and hurried out to prepare the horse. Xiao Chiye packed up his things, rode out of the city, and headed straight for Youcheng.

……

Passing through various cities along the way, the Ninth Princess has reached the hinterland, and everywhere she looks is full of spring.

Her injuries have fully recovered and she is in a much happier mood.

She was getting closer and closer to the capital. As long as she arrived in the capital, lived in Prince Yong's Mansion and became the Princess of Prince Yong's Mansion, she would be able to get rid of Tang Yibai.

From now on, all days will be good.

She is full of confidence in the future.

As she was lifting the curtain to admire the beautiful view, Tang Yibai rode his horse to her side.

"Your Highness, you seem to be in a good mood."

The Ninth Princess put away her smile and said, "Seeing the spring, I feel better naturally."

Tang Yibai rode on his horse and looked ahead: "I have good news to tell Princess Nine. Maybe you will be happier after hearing it."

The Ninth Princess did not ask, but waited quietly for him to speak.

From the sound of horse hooves, the Ninth Princess could tell that Tang Yibai was in a good mood.

"News came from the capital that the Eastern Palace has been abolished, and your fiancé, His Royal Highness Prince Yong, should be credited with the greatest achievement."

The Ninth Princess suddenly raised her head, her expression unable to conceal her shock, and stared at him intently, trying to find some clues from him.

"Don't worry, Princess Nine. This news is absolutely true. You don't have to doubt it."

Tang Yibai said in a playful tone, "Congratulations. Maybe your husband will sit in the East Palace and rule the country in the future. At that time, you will be the master of the Central Palace."

The Ninth Princess did not respond and lowered the curtain.

She was excited in her heart. As for the position of the Master of the Central Palace, she did not think about it. It was too late to think about it. What excited her was that the Sixth Prince, Prince Yong, was a man of talent and courage, and not just a sickly person as previously rumored.

That’s great. This way, she will have someone to rely on, and her mother will also have someone to rely on.

From now on, the mother and daughter no longer have to worry.

Everything will move in a good direction.

……

When Huo Changhe came back and saw Yan Ruyu, he found that what he had guessed was correct, as Yan Ruyu already knew the news.

"The old lady came here and said that she was afraid that the Sima family would not have peace in the next few days, so she wanted to stay in our house for a while."

Huo Changhe laughed in silence: "The old lady is also a wonderful person. She and mother have similar personalities. Let them be."

"Your Highness, will the Sima family return to Beijing?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Huo Changhe groaned and said, "I don't know. It depends on what the imperial edict says. If Master Sima is reinstated and allowed to return to his post, then of course he will return. But whether the others will return is another matter."

Huo Changhe patiently explained: "It is possible that the Sima family is reluctant to let the master go back to Beijing alone, or they want the young man to go back to fight for a good future, so they may follow him back."

"The second possibility," Huo Changhe paused, "maybe it was requested in the imperial edict. For the sake of face and to show that he is a wise ruler, the emperor knew that the Sima family had been wronged, so he redressed their grievances and let them live a good life again."

Yan Ruyu gave a short laugh.

"Can this be considered a wise ruler? He may not really be completely ignorant of what happened back then. He is just optimistic about it and wants to use others to defeat the Sima family."

It's not just about crushing the spirit, it's about uprooting it.

The mother of a country died due to an unjustifiable crime, and her legitimate son also suffered humiliation until his death. Her maternal clan was exiled to the northwest, and her old father died on the way. Even his body was returned to the northwest for burial after that.

Such an injustice should be redressed. But just for the emperor's face and his reputation as a wise ruler, should the Sima family be troubled again?

Huo Changhe knew what she was thinking and gently embraced her: "Yu'er, our grievances will definitely be redressed, as for whether we will return to Beijing at that time."

"You decide."

Yan Ruyu looked up at him: "Really? Is it okay?"

"Of course, don't worry, I'll keep my word."

Yan Ruyu stopped talking and leaned on his chest.

Of course she didn't want to go back to Beijing. For her, there was no family or home in Beijing, and there was nothing for her to miss.

It's better to be in the Northwest, where the emperor is far away and she can have the final say.

She also wanted to build the Northwest into her kingdom.

This is neither arrogance nor vanity.

It is Yan Ruyu’s goal.

The two were silently enjoying the warm moment when the sound of silver ingots came from the yard.