Quick Transmigration: My Dark History

When I woke up, it was already dark.

The sound of singing and dancing from other palaces can be vaguely heard, which makes the Wanchun Palace even more lonely. In addition, there are not even a few lights on, and the dim light shines into the darkness through the cracks in the doors and windows, which is inexplicable. Spooky and spooky.

I don’t know what Prince Jing said to Concubine Wan. Originally, when Jiang Yan woke up, he should go to the main hall to see Concubine Wan, and then she would take him to meet the legendary third prince. But still no one came over, as if he had forgotten that there was such a person in the side hall.

He waited for a while, until he started coughing again, his already pale face suddenly became pale as paper, not like a real person.

Qian Xiang patted him on the back in fear, and after a while, seeing that he hadn't vomited blood, she didn't say anything to make him wait any longer.

So Jiang Yan simply washed up, drank the medicine, and lay down again, just in time to miss King Jing who came to see him.

His health was so poor that Jiang Yan almost closed his eyes and fell asleep.He was in a deep sleep, and it was rare that he didn't notice someone coming in, and the system didn't want to disturb him, so he squatted beside the pillow and looked at Prince Jing, always vigilant.

Prince Jing didn't approach, but stood in the distance watching Jiang Yan.

The more he looked at Jiang Yan's eyebrows, the more familiar Prince Jing felt.She wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't speak, and turned around and left without a sound.

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The next day.

I went to bed early yesterday, and the sun just came out when Jiang Yan got up today.

According to the previous few days, he had to go up three poles every day to wake up.

Wearing a plain long gown, he sat in front of the window reading a book with lowered eyebrows, the thin morning light shone on his body, his bundled black hair was gently blown by the wind, occasionally brushing the ink on the book, so pale It's amazing, but in the eyes of others, it's such a lively scene.

"The young master is in good spirits today."

Jiang Yan raised his head when he heard the words, his face was still pale, but his lips were a little redder, and he was indeed much more energetic than yesterday.

He closed the book, got up and saluted: "I have met Prince Jing."

Prince Jing excused him, and said, "Concubine Wan wants to take you to see His Highness the Third Prince."

Jiang Yan then went to the main hall with her.

The timing was just right, the two of them arrived, and Concubine Wan had just finished her breakfast and hot tea.

Seeing people coming, Concubine Wan stood up with her mother's hand in her hands, her nails painted with bright red Kodan looked even more beautiful against the palace dress embroidered with golden silk begonias.As the lotus steps moved lightly, the skirt had a faint golden light, and Qian Xiang caught a glimpse of a peony hidden among the clusters of begonias.

Peonies are rich and noble, and have always been used by queens.

How can a concubine who is not even the fourth concubine be able to afford the things that the queen uses?

Feeling more and more that the water in Wanchun Palace was really deep, Qianxiang lowered her eyes, and respectfully followed behind her masters, and entered the bedroom not far from the small Buddhist hall.

Layers of curtains in the dormitory block out most of the light, and the incense is lingering, which is even darker than the small Buddhist hall.

In this darkness, on the bed dotted with plump oriental beads, there was a person lying quietly.

It was spring, but the man was covered with a thick quilt, as if he was afraid of the cold, even his lips and chin were covered, and his eyes were tightly closed. The footsteps of these people could not wake him up.

Jiang Yan looked at this man.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this person is not at all similar to Concubine Wan, Concubine Gui, or Empress.

——This person is not the real His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

Concubine Wan didn't go there.

She stood by the door and said softly: "That is the third prince." After a pause, she continued, "That is your sister's husband. When he wakes up, you can call him brother-in-law."

Jiang Yan shook his head, and said calmly: "My sister has passed away, so I should not address Your Highness like that."

At this moment, Prince Jing said, "So you already knew about your sister."

Jiang Yan let out a "hmm".

His demeanor is the same as before, pale and beautiful, fresh and handsome, calm and calm, looks very fragile, but also very calm, but such calmness makes no matter whether it is Concubine Wan or Prince Jing, neither Then the topic continued.

The two of them talked about other things at the same time, their voices were low, and it had nothing to do with Jiang Yan.

After seeing the so-called third prince, they returned to the main hall and sat talking.

After going back and forth, the tea on the table was changed, and the slightly bitter aroma was mixed with the faint scent of flowers. It was Wanfei's favorite scented tea.She sipped lightly and asked Jiang Yan if he was used to this tea.

Jiang Yan said: "The taste is not bad."

He didn't move after taking two sips, his throat was a little itchy, but he could bear it.

Qianxiang, who was standing behind him, looked at him worriedly.

Concubine Wan put down the teacup and asked: "Your sister said earlier that you are a young genius, even smarter than her. Then I will ask you, what do you think Jingqiu should give you for His Majesty's birthday next month?"

The emperor's [-]th birthday banquet will be held in the palace next month. Ordinary people have already started preparations a few months in advance. The concubines and highnesses even put the birthday gift for the emperor as the most important thing, and dare not neglect it .

Concubine Wan asked such a question at this time, not to say that Prince Jing really didn't prepare the ceremony, but that she wanted to take advantage of Jiang Yan's sobriety to find out whether he was the same as what Yeqing told her before, and whether he could be in Jingjing. Behind the back of the king, he used enough resourcefulness to advise King Jing and make a great future.

Jiang Yan didn't answer, but asked instead: "Your Majesty, do you know what His Highness the Crown Prince is going to give you?"

"The prince wants to send flying stones from the sky."

It was not Concubine Wan who answered him, but a person who walked in from outside the palace.

But seeing this person's tall and straight figure, sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is much sharper than the literati and Confucian staff that people recognize.He approached with strides, bent over and saluted: "I've seen your empress, I've seen Prince Jing."

Concubine Wan said, "Feichuan is here."

Jiang Yan glanced at this man.

This person's surname is Qin and his name is Feichuan, and he is recognized as the most important staff member of Prince Jing.

In addition, what Jiang Yan also knows is that this person is actually a bit self-willed and self-confident, especially since King Jing returned to Beijing, he has been unfavorable many times, otherwise Prince Jing would not be in a hurry to invite his wife. In the name of asking him to be her staff.

Prince Jing is a martial artist, not to mention how smart she is, whether she is smart or not, Jiang Yan feels that this should be a trick in the face of only Qin Feichuan being the only staff member she uses.

Even a three-year-old child has heard the allusion not to put all their eggs in one basket, let alone Prince Jing?

If she really had a simple mind and well-developed limbs, she should not have survived the turmoil that year anyway.

After Qin Feichuan was seated, before he had time to taste his tea, he said, "Prince Jing, I have an idea about the Prince sending flying stones from the sky. I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

King Jing said, "Speak."

Qin Feichuan said: "This subordinate thinks that the prince wants to win His Majesty's favor with novelty things for three reasons."

King Jing said, "Which three o'clock?"

Qin Feichuan said: "First, use the extraterrestrials to make an extension, praise your majesty's brilliance and prowess, and send blessing stones from the outer world; second, use flying stones to insinuate foreign relatives' meddling in politics and beat the queen's mother's family; third, use..."

After he finished summarizing eloquently, his arrogant expression seemed extremely natural, and there was a smile in his words that everyone was drunk and I was sober: "This subordinate thinks that the birthday gift you prepared earlier, Prince Jing, may be exchanged. It was changed last time."

Prince Jing didn't speak.

Concubine Wan asked, "Replace it with what?"

Qin Feichuan said: "The crown prince is making a big move this time. If we don't follow up closely, then the crown prince will have many reasons to attack us. For now, the only way to do it is to vigorously search whose hands, or which place, has a unique style. Novelty things, if this is the case, we and the prince will send the same thing, so as to prevent the prince from succeeding in his treachery."

Prince Jing still didn't speak.

Concubine Wan didn't say anything, she just smiled and asked Jiang Yan: "What do you think, young master?"

Jiang Yan said without raising his eyes, "This plan is wrong."

Qin Feichuan's complexion changed.

Jiang Yan didn't see it, and didn't want to see it, so he just continued, "Is your majesty not clear about what the prince thinks?"

Qin Feichuan choked up.

Jiang Yan said again: "I feel that you can give whatever Prince Jing prepared before. 'Your Excellency is not flashy, a gentleman is pragmatic', and all those novelties will make His Majesty feel ignorant, whimsical, and lost the emperor. The heart doesn't even know it."

He spoke so bluntly that Qin Feichuan's face turned blue and white, but he couldn't refute even half a word.

Prince Jing said: "Young master, do you know what the birthday gift this king is preparing for?"

Jiang Yandao: "Since you returned to Beijing, I have never heard that you have traveled around for His Majesty's birthday. I feel that your birthday gift should be prepared before returning to Beijing." He pondered, and said, "If the minister If I guess correctly, it should be from the Western Regions."

Earlier when King Jing led his army back to Beijing, he stopped for a long time on the road.

It was supposed to be that half day, when he sent someone to the Western Regions to buy a birthday gift for the emperor.

Prince Jing nodded and said appreciatively, "Young master guessed right. Father has always loved objects from the Western Regions. Before returning to Beijing, this king spent a lot of money to buy a golden statue from the Western Regions. I don't want to look high, but I want to be safe."

When Prince Jing said this, Qin Feichuan's face became even more ugly.

Even the master dismissed his idea.

Zaozhiye's younger brother is definitely not a good friend, but he never expected that he would refute him in such a way in front of him. Where does this make him face?

Qin Feichuan frowned and was about to speak at last when Prince Jing got up and said to Concubine Wan: "Madam, the young master is not in good health. Let's stop here today. Let him go back and rest."

Concubine Wan looked at Jiang Yan when she heard the words, and saw that his face was indeed paler and his spirit was not as good as before, so she nodded and agreed.

Jiang Yan stood up, saluted upright, and then suppressed a low cough. A fishy-sweet smell came out of his throat, as if he was about to vomit blood again.

Xu Shi sensed that something was wrong with him, so Prince Jing turned his head and glanced at him.

It was this turn of the head that made Jiang Yan discover something. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze changed instantly.

Prince Jing said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yan didn't speak.

He was silent, silent, bent down and stretched out his hand, and lifted Prince Jing's skirt.