Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Mo Yuan was very resistant when he heard this, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The people beside him found it a little funny: "Why, I just asked you to go and see the lady, not to go to the bridal chamber, why are you so reluctant?"

"Brother, my second brother hasn't proposed marriage yet, so how can I go before my second brother? Even if I want to see a lady, my second brother should go first. I am the youngest, so I should be the last."

Mo Jue said helplessly: "Oh, if you wait for the second son, you won't have to get married in this life. That silly goose, no noble lady would like him, and his parents are worried to death."

"…Brother, it's actually okay."

"Third brother, don't show that indescribable expression, I will believe you, I really think the second brother is fine."

Mo Yuan was silent after hearing this, and after a while he said: "Brother, the eldest princess is Wang Xiaosan. Maybe this is a turning point for Qiguo. The Silver Moon Sword was developed by her, and I still have doubts."

"She might be a Venerable, but she doesn't admit it. I haven't figured it out yet. I just suspect..."

Mo Jue raised his eyebrows, showing interest: "Tell me in detail."

A stick of incense passed

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, the two fell silent.

Putting down the account book in his hand, Mo Jue's lips curled up and his eyes lit up: "Third brother, I am not doubting, I am sure. There is no such coincidence in this world. If it is true once, it must not be true twice."

"This is good. The crown prince's throne can be more stable. Don't tell anyone about this matter. Pretend you don't know. Otherwise, if it gets out, the prime minister and the concubine will try to get rid of the princess."

"As long as she is here, the Third Prince will never be able to take that position. This is a good thing for the General's Mansion. The Crown Prince is friendly to the General's Mansion, but Your Majesty... is more wary."

Mo Jue exhaled and said softly, "Third brother, go back and rest first."

Mo Yuan stood up: "Okay, I'll go to the training ground to take a look."

Changchun Palace

Hongye and Qingsi walked in with food in their hands, a smile on their faces. They placed the food on the table and looked at the eldest princess, who was wearing a palace dress, with skin as white as snow and watery eyes, like a little deer.

Shout out how cute it is, so cute.

Jiang Li had a sullen face and looked down at the pink clothes on his body. There were five or six layers of pink clothes inside and outside. It was so heavy and complicated. It was not as simple and neat as men's clothes.

Dressed like this, she looked like a dumpling and had no chance of fighting.

The queen stood aside, looking at her beautiful daughter with a satisfied smile on her face. When she was helping her change clothes, she had already noticed the red mole on her waist.

It was very eye-catching against her fair skin, confirming that it was her daughter without a doubt. It was impossible to fake it in such a private place.

"Come here, Li'er. This is your favorite chestnut chicken and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Try it and see if it suits your taste. You must have suffered a lot outside the palace. I am so sorry for you, Queen Mother."

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Jiang Li was very upset and seemed to be about to collapse. He looked at Emperor Ming for help: "Father, help me, can you persuade my mother to stop crying?"

Emperor Ming said helplessly: "Empress, Li'er has returned, please stop crying. If the concubines in the harem see you crying, they will laugh at you."

"...That's right, I lost my temper. I won't cry anymore."

"Well, mother, don't cry. Your eyes will be damaged by crying."

At this moment, the voice of the young eunuch was heard outside: "Imperial Concubine, Concubine Shu, Concubine Chen... come to pay your respects, can you let someone in?"

The queen waved her hand and said, "No, let them go back. You don't need to pay respects today. I have other things to do. You don't need to pay respects in the next half month. Go ahead."

The young eunuch nodded, bowed his head and left. He thought he had sent the person away, but then he heard the imperial concubine's charming voice.

"Oh, sister, what's wrong? Paying respects is a rule set by our ancestors. How can I just ignore it? I dare not..."

The imperial concubine entered the palace and found that His Majesty was also there. Her face changed, but she quickly adjusted her mood, lowered her eyes, and said delicately, "Your Majesty, so you are here. I have kept you waiting for so long."

As she came in, the concubines followed behind her and also came in. They all looked at Jiang Li, who was wearing palace clothes, and ambiguous emotions flashed in their eyes.

"Oh, this is... the eldest princess?"

The imperial concubine covered her mouth with her hands, looking surprised: "Your Majesty, didn't the eldest princess go to marry someone else? Her life or death is unknown, why is she here? When will she come back?"

Emperor Ming felt a headache when he heard her quacking like a duck. The imperial concubine was obviously charming and lovely at night, so why was she talking so much now? Couldn't she be quiet?

He pressed his swollen and aching head and said, "You all should go back. You don't need to pay respects today. Just do as the Queen says and don't say too much."

He glanced at the Imperial Concubine and said impatiently, "Imperial Concubine, take the others back with you. Li'er has lost his memory and is not used to seeing so many people. He will be scared."

The imperial concubine glanced at the person staring at them, her eyes darkened. That dead girl didn't show any fear at all. It was obvious that His Majesty didn't want them to be here. Humph, His Majesty was so heartless.

Her voice was a little coquettish: "Yes, I will not disturb your majesty and your sister from having dinner. Sisters, let's go back first and come back another day."

After everyone had left, Emperor Ming felt his headache ease a little. He pressed his head and closed his eyes, looking a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Li's eyes flickered when he saw this, he stood up and stood behind him, and said softly: "Father, how about I help you massage your head?"

Emperor Ming pulled the corner of his mouth, suppressing the irritation caused by the headache in his heart: "Oh, Li'er can also press the head, it's amazing."

When De Fu saw her standing behind His Majesty, he subconsciously stepped forward to stop her and looked at her vigilantly. His Majesty was in such a poor condition that he would not let the eldest princess, who had just returned to the palace, get close to her. If something went wrong, he would lose his head.

"Dezi, it's okay. You wait aside for now."

"Your Majesty, this... I obey your command."

Jiang Li half bent over, pressed her small hand on his temple, mobilized her body's special abilities, and let all her spiritual energy follow her fingers, into Emperor Ming's body, and began to explore his physical condition.

No one is ever allowed to get close to the emperor's body unless he is the imperial physician. Such an opportunity is rare, and she wants to find out to what extent her stepfather's body has been damaged.

He cannot die now. Once he dies, Qi State will be in chaos. Unless he is extremely incompetent, he cannot let people die easily. It will be too turbulent when the new emperor ascends the throne. It is better to leave it as it is.

A stick of incense passed quickly. Jiang Li found out everything and his heart sank. The side effects of taking elixirs for many years accumulated. Once they began to erupt, his life would begin to count down.

The condition will only get worse. There is no way those imperial doctors didn't notice it. They didn't say anything because they were afraid of losing their heads.

The emperor is in poor health. Once the news gets out, it will be detrimental to the State of Qi. Naturally, his stepfather doesn't want too many people to know about it.