Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

When Yan Ci was summoned by Emperor Tianqing again, she was told to leave the palace and go home.

This is what Yan Ci has been looking forward to for a long time.

She was summoned into the palace to serve as a court lady because of the new tax system, and then by accident she was promoted to the position of Yuwenlang, becoming an official with a formal status to attend court sessions.

I originally thought that I came to the palace to take the blame, but unexpectedly I ended up being rewarded.

Unexpectedly, she was allowed to go home so soon. Yan Ci was overjoyed.

Emperor Tianqing looked at Yan Ci's expression which changed variously and tried hard to suppress the laughter that he was about to burst out.

He put on a serious expression and said, "Xiao Yanqing, don't be happy. Although I have allowed you to go home, you still have to attend the morning court as usual after the day off. I will keep an eye on you."

Yan Ci's face immediately fell, "No way, we still have to attend the morning court?"

Yang Zhao stood beside them and smiled from ear to ear. He knew that Lord Xiao Yan was the sleepiest one during the morning court session every day.

Emperor Tianqing took advantage of the time when Yan Ci lowered his head to smile, but when he saw Yan Ci raise his head and look at him with a pleading look, he immediately retracted his smile and frowned.

"Okay, stop wasting time. The carriage is ready. Let's go."

The happy expression on his face because of returning home was gone, leaving only a dejected and depressed look.

Just as Yan Ci was about to step out of the gate of Mingyi Palace, Emperor Tianqing added: "Don't be late for the morning court!"

Yan Ci was a little angry: "Got it!"

Now that things have come to this, why bother about the etiquette between the ruler and his subjects? When replying, one would not care about the hierarchy.

Once she leaves this door, she will be the dignified Lord Yan, no longer a female official of Yan, and she will no longer have to serve others.

When Yan Ci disappeared from Mingyi Palace, Emperor Tianqing laughed out loud, "This girl is so interesting! Look at her bad temper, I don't know who she inherited it from."

Yang Zhao said cheerfully, "Lord Xiao Yan has a straightforward temper. Compared to those who say one thing in front of you and another behind your back, he is a rare sincerity. Isn't that exactly what Your Majesty likes about Lord Xiao Yan?"

Emperor Tianqing was happy and did not blame Yang Zhao for guessing his thoughts. He just said, "You understand my thoughts very well. To be honest, Yan Ci's temper is very similar to that of the Hua family, especially An Ning."

The words stopped abruptly here, and Emperor Tianqing's smile slowly dissolved in the memories of the past.

Aning, his Aning.

I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still meet a child as smart and straightforward as Aning.

Yang Zhao said nothing, slowly bent down and walked out the door.

At this moment, the emperor would rather be alone for a while.

Ever since Yan Ci entered the palace, Emperor Tianqing has thought of Queen Hua more and more often.

They are obviously two unrelated people, yet they are so similar that even their little hobby of eating osmanthus cake is the same.

Yang Zhao stood at the door and watched the sunset. He looked at the palace maids and eunuchs coming and going on the wide palace road outside, and the pale figure that was getting smaller and smaller and gradually walking out of the palace.

Yan Ci returned to the Yan Mansion when it was almost dark, only to find a bleak scene in the mansion.

The servants walking around in the mansion saw her, bowed hastily, and then quickly left.

This made Yan Ci very curious. Just as he was about to stop the person and find out what was going on, he heard a cheerful voice.

"Girl, you're back!"

Chunzhi ran over happily. When she heard that the Thirteenth Miss was coming back home, she cleaned Liufang Courtyard early and went to greet Yan Ci at the door.

When Yan Ci saw Chunzhi, his heart warmed. Thinking of the strange behavior of the servants in the mansion, he asked, "Did something happen in the mansion?"

Chunzhi's joy faded, "The girl just came back, go back and have a rest first."

Yan Ci looked at Chunzhi's evasive eyes and knew that something had indeed happened. He did not continue to ask, but turned around and walked towards Liufangyuan.

After returning to his own courtyard, Yan Ci felt much more relaxed. Without outsiders around, Yan Ci asked, "What happened in the mansion?"

Chunzhi walked to Yan Ci, poured tea for him, and said slowly: "I don't know it very clearly, but I heard people in the mansion say that the ninth girl climbed into the bed of His Royal Highness Prince Xiang."

Yan Ci felt as if he had heard a fairy tale, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time.

She must have heard it right, Yan Ru and Shen Zhaoyan...

No matter how you think about it, they have nothing in common.

Didn't Yan Ru want to marry into the Han family and become the mistress of the household? Now that the New Year has just passed, it's time to arrange the wedding.

Shen Zhaoyan had also written three times to ask for the hand in marriage of Xiao Yizhen, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Xiao. People thought that he was deeply in love with the girl from the Xiao family. But now that he hasn't married the girl from the Xiao family, news of his affair with Yan Ru has spread. What's going on?

Just listening to Chunzhi's words was not enough, so Yan Ci immediately got up and went to Zhilan Courtyard. She wanted to find out clearly.

In Zhilan Courtyard, Yan Tonglin and Jiang Qingqing sat in the main seats, with Zhao Shihuan and Yan Ru kneeling below.

Zhao Shihuan was fine. She looked like she was crying and wiping tears, but if you looked closely you would understand that her crying was fake. She was just shedding tears, but she didn't look sad at all.

Yan Ru, on the other hand, knelt there with almost no reaction, looking at him with a dazed look as if his soul was wandering away.

When Yan Tonglin heard about this, he was furious. He had finally gotten a few days off so he could stay at home and spend some time with his wife.

Who would have thought that such a big thing would happen after just a few days of peace.

Yan Tonglin's face turned pale as he looked at the two people kneeling: "Tell me, what happened?"

Seeing that his daughter had no reaction, Zhao Shihuan leaned forward and began to cry: "Master, please make a decision for our daughter. She is a good girl. Now that something like this has happened to her, how can she get married in the future?"

Yan Tonglin slammed the table, "Why are you howling? The matter has not been made clear yet, what's the point of talking about the future? Let's get through this first. Don't forget that the Prince of Xiang and the Xiangfu have an engagement. Once this happens, how to explain it to the two palaces is the real matter. The Prince of Xiang and the Xiangfu are not pushovers."

Zhao Shihuan was startled by Yan Tonglin's sudden loud voice, and after hearing the interests involved, he shrank his head and tried to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

She pursed her lips and said in a rather dissatisfied and coquettish manner: "Master, why are you so fierce? Our Aru is the victim."

As she spoke, she then remembered Yan Ru, who had been kneeling beside her without saying a word.

Then he raised his hand and pushed Yan Ru, "Aru, why are you so stunned? Tell your father quickly and let him make the decision for you."

Zhao Shihuan was extremely anxious. If he didn't seize this good opportunity quickly, he would miss it forever.

After hearing about this, she immediately started thinking about it.

In the past, I thought it was the best thing to be able to marry into the Han family and become the principal wife. But suddenly a Prince Xiang appeared. Although she could not be the principal wife, being a concubine of the royal family was always better than the wife of an ordinary family.

Yan Tonglin's gaze also fell on Yan Ru. She was the person involved and only she knew what had happened. If she didn't speak, no matter how much others said, it would be of no use.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yan Ru, who had kept silent, suddenly burst into tears.