Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the north wind howls

In the dim hall, Princess Taiping walked around with her hands in her sleeves.

From time to time I stopped and took a look outside, but there was no human figure anywhere in the heavy snow.

"Fan An, what time is it now?"

Hearing this, the butler standing aside bowed and replied.

"It's already a quarter of the hour when I return to Your Highness."

"The palace should be locked at this time. Why haven't Prime Minister Dou and the others come back? Did they go home?"

Princess Taiping's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty. Dou Huaizhen and Xiao Zhizhong were both experienced people seeking country affairs. Logically speaking, the first thing they did after leaving the palace was to report here.

But they haven't appeared until now, could it be...

Bang bang bang!

A sharp knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

Then a panic-looking chamberlain burst into the hall and said with a pale face.

"Sorry, Your Highness, Prime Minister Dou, Prime Minister Xiao and several generals were all killed by Li Longji!"

"The Yulin Guards are coming towards Prince Yan's Mansion. You should run away quickly. It will be too late!"

"What did you say!"

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Princess Taiping.

Everyone was shocked on the spot.

She never dreamed that Li Longji would dare to falsely pass on the imperial edict and trick all of her confidants into the palace for assassination.

Little did he expect that the power he had worked so hard for so many years would evaporate in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness, when I escaped, I saw Prime Minister Dou's head falling to the ground with my own eyes."

"Guo Yuanzhen is heading here with the Yulin Guards. You should leave quickly!"

Without any time to think about it, Princess Taiping hurriedly ordered her subordinates to pack their bags and fled to Hanguang Temple with the child in her arms.

The merit plaques of Gaozong and the Supreme Emperor were enshrined there, and no one dared to lead troops in.

The night was long and the snow was falling heavily. Looking at the retreating Prince Yan's Mansion, Princess Taiping could not hide her disappointment.

"Sister, do you think we will come back?" Princess Yinzhu asked while holding her child in the carriage.

"Yes, Prince Yan's palace has a plaque of loyalty given by the emperor. Civil servants dismount their sedan chairs and military attachés dismount their horses. They don't dare to do anything."

"As long as we are still alive, we can make a comeback." Princess Taiping said unwillingly.

At this time, the team suddenly stopped and the guards drew their swords and surrounded them.

"Steward Fan, what happened?" Princess Taiping asked with a frown as she recovered her thoughts.

"Back to Your Highness, a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat wants to see you."

"Oh, is this happening?"

Princess Taiping's heart moved and she gave instructions.

"Let him come."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Butler Fan bowed, waved to the guard, and moved out of the way.

Under the vigilant gaze of the guards, a swordsman walked slowly with a giant sword on his back.

After looking at the visitor, Princess Taiping said with a cold face.

"Who are you? How dare you block my carriage? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"It doesn't matter who you are. What's important is that my master wants to invite Her Royal Highness to reminisce about old times."

As soon as this was said, all the guards present had angry expressions on their faces.

"Be bold!"

"Let's show off!"

"Someone come and get it for me!"

Facing the shouts of everyone, the swordsman didn't care at all and looked at Princess Taiping with a calm face.

He seemed to be waiting for her decision.

Signaling the guard to stop, Princess Taiping frowned and asked.

"What if I don't go?"

"My master said that if you go, you can still live, but if you don't go, you will die!"

Surprisingly, Princess Taiping was not angry after hearing these words.

Instead he smiled.

"The world is so big and full of wonders, I want to see who is talking so loudly!"

"Steward Fan, follow this swordsman!"

The swordsman smiled slightly and walked towards the darkness with his giant sword on his back...

"The grass firefly shines but is not fire; the lotus dew is a ball, but it is a pearl?"

"If you don't get firewood and take care of things, how can you be so miserable and beautiful?"

Looking at the four lines of poetry on the doorpost, Princess Taiping read out.

There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

It seemed that he didn't expect that the other party would bring her to Qianling.

"Your Highness, my master is waiting for you in the thatched cottage, please!"

Princess Taiping nodded, took a deep breath and pushed open the wooden door of the thatched cottage.

The light in the house was very dark, and a young man in coarse linen clothes stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the heavy snow in the night sky.

I don't know why it feels familiar.

"you are?"

Hearing the noise, the young man slowly turned around.

When that familiar face appeared in front of Princess Taiping.

She was stunned, and then cold tears fell from her beautiful eyes.

"Long time no see, Taiping!" The young man showed a smile.

next moment.

Princess Taiping threw herself into the young man's arms like the wind and choked with sobs.

"So you're really not dead, Fan Xin!"

Fan Xin patted Princess Taiping on the back and sighed softly.

"This matter is a long story and I will tell you slowly in the future. Let's sit down and have a meal first."

"I've been busy with the palace coup for so many days. I'm afraid I haven't had a good meal yet."

Princess Taiping blushed, lowered her head and smoothed her hair on her forehead, saying embarrassedly.

"So you know everything. Humph, the scientific research case was also done by you, right?"

"No wonder Cui Ti disappeared in the Gongyuan when surrounded by heavy troops. It was your fault."

Princess Taiping snorted angrily.

"Aren't you afraid that if Li Longji finds out, he will bring heavy troops to surround you, His Highness the King of Yan?"

Fan Xin smiled and did not answer the question. Instead, he walked to the hanging pot and opened the lid.

Take out the noodles inside, pour in the soup and bring it to Princess Taiping.

"This is Guanzhong's famous steamed noodles. Your Majesty said you like this the most. Try it."

Princess Taiping might be really hungry, so she took the noodles and ate them hungrily.

Finally, he wiped his mouth and stretched with satisfaction.

"I didn't expect that you are not only good at running the country and bringing peace to the country, but you can also cook so well."

"We are so lucky."

Fan Xin ignored the praise in Princess Taiping's words.

He took out a filial piety rope from the box and handed it to her.

"Before my mother died, she hoped that you could keep her mourning for one year."

"From now on, you can stay here and guard the mausoleum with peace of mind. When your term is over, come back to your hometown in Youzhou with me."

"Don't you love doing business? It just so happens that the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce has launched maritime trade,"

"More than 10 million yuan of trade needs to be handled every year. Er Dezi cannot handle it by himself. You can take over."

Princess Taiping's expression darkened.

"Fan Xin, do I have no chance to become like my mother?"

"I know what you are thinking. Let me help you eliminate Li Longji, and then send our son to the throne of God."