Not long after the state banquet, Princess Zhaoyang went back with Yale Gesheng. When she left, she took her younger sister with her. She was still wearing a red makeup, but this time, her younger sister, Princess Xianyang, didn't even have the most basic skills. You can't wear it even if it's red.
Concubine Shu cried so hard that she was out of breath, but no matter how much she cried, she could only watch her two daughters marry far away from Northern Xinjiang.
On the day of the wedding, if not for the support of the palace servants, Concubine Shu might have passed away. The queen couldn't bear it and talked to the emperor about the matter, but it wasn't until the queen heard from the emperor: "Let Xianyang get married." , Zhaoyang requested it!"
When the emperor told it, not to mention the queen didn't believe it, even Zhengyang looked incredulous. In order to prevent Concubine Shu and Zhaoyang from turning against each other, the emperor chose to conceal the matter and did not tell Concubine Shu, otherwise Concubine Shu would I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for the concubine.
After Xu Qingmo learned about this matter, he was not surprised at all. On the contrary, Zhengyang has always been indignant: "After all, they are all the daughters of the father. The father is inevitably reluctant to let go. He also wants to choose from the daughters of the ministers who are willing to become a monk. A man was named a princess, but he didn’t expect that Zhaoyang would actually push his own sister into the fire pit.”
"Actually, there is nothing surprising. Zhaoyang is already sterile. She will never have children of her own in this life. Instead of letting others take a share of this pie, it would be better to let her own sister get married. When the time comes, she can marry Xian Princess Yang's children are adopted into his own name, and they are all children of Princess Zhou. There is no distinction between kinship and distance, and they can still compete for the future throne of Northern Xinjiang!" Xu Qingmo sat there, dragging his cheeks and reading a book.
Princess Zhengyang felt her heart thump when she heard this: "She actually has this intention? Since the King of Northern Xinjiang doesn't want her to have a child, how could he let Xian Yang have a child? Isn't this just a vain plan and has she harmed Xian Yang?"
Xu Qingmo put down the book in his hand and looked at Princess Zhengyang helplessly: "Your Majesty feels guilty for Princess Zhaoyang. Naturally, Your Majesty will not reject her request. But fortunately, Xianyang is young, even if he got married in the past two years, , there won’t be any children, so there’s no need to worry so much!”
"But she will grow up sooner or later..." Princess Zhengyang felt heartbroken when she thought of the way Xianyang always held her hand and called her "Emperor Sister".
Seeing that Princess Zhengyang was really sad, Xu Qingmo thought for a while and said: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Although Princess Xianyang is young, she can already see her beauty, and she will definitely look better than Princess Zhaoyang in the future. Some, the northern frontier is wild, and if you have a good-looking concubine, you will always have to protect her, and Princess Xianyang is much smarter than Princess Zhaoyang, and with the support of Dazhou, she can win a world for herself!"
Princess Zhengyang looked at Xu Qingmo for a long time, but she didn't believe it: "In a place like Northern Xinjiang, with such a political situation, no matter how capable she is, what kind of world can she conquer!"
Xu Qingmo said this and didn't say anything more. There are many things that can only be understood but not explained.
Princess Zhengyang stayed with Xu Qingmo for almost an hour before she was called into the palace by the queen. She didn't know why. Xu Qingmo was not someone who cared about such things. When she was about to rest for a while, she came. People said that the princess invited her to listen to the opera.
Listen to a play?
Xu Qingmo raised his head and glanced at the bright sun outside the window, and couldn't help but frown: "What kind of show are you watching on such a hot day?"
Hua Ying approached Xu Qingmo: "Xiangye came to invite me personally, saying that the Crown Princess was beaten again last night! She also said that the girl must go there!"
"Beat him again?" Xu Qingmo was a little surprised, "What's the matter, those women can't hold him anymore? Why is he being beaten up again when he's so good?"
"Xiangye said that the prince drank too much and spent the night in her room. When he woke up, he was so angry that he beat her severely!" Huaying couldn't help but frown when she talked about this.
Most of the gossip she could hear was from wealthy families. Either the young master of this family took another concubine, or the eldest wife of that family sold her concubine because she didn't like to compete for favors. It really didn't matter. I've heard of wealthy people doing their own thing to straighten out their ladies.
Xu Qingmo was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, let her wait for me at the theater first. If I go and the person hasn't arrived yet, I won't wait for her!"
Huaying hurried back.
When she came back, Qu Lian had already started to help Xu Qingmo change clothes. The weather was very hot and sultry, so he could wear thin clothes in the house. There were no outsiders, but it was inevitable to change clothes and dress appropriately when going out.
Xu Qingmo's clothes are made of rare fabrics that have just been shipped from the south of the Yangtze River. They are as thin as cicada wings and are already very breathable. However, Xu Qingmo has a strong body due to years of martial arts training and is very afraid of heat. Even wearing such light clothes, her whole body is covered with heat. It was very uncomfortable and extremely hot and stuffy.
After finally arriving at the theater, as soon as Xu Qingmo walked to the door, the waiter came to greet him: "Miss Xu is here, your distinguished guest has been waiting for a long time!"
"In the private room I usually go to?" Xu Qingmo glanced at the waiter.
The waiter nodded hurriedly: "The girl has been specially ordered to do so. Naturally, it is in the private room where the girl usually stays!"
Xu Qingmo nodded and walked forward.
Hua Ying beside her stuffed a purse into the waiter's hand: "Old rule, don't let others go over there, my girl likes to be quiet!"
The waiter collected his wallet and responded hurriedly: "Of course, girl, just be careful!"
Xu Qingmo walked to the door of the private room and knocked gently. Xiangye quickly walked out and opened the door. When she saw Xu Qingmo, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Miss Xu!"
Xu Qingmo nodded without saying anything, and walked straight in. Then he saw Yan Junuo with her back to him. She seemed to be crying, and her shoulders were still shaking.
"We were looking for you in such a hurry, I thought you were beaten to pieces!" Xu Qingmo walked aside and sat down, and Hua Ying hurriedly stepped forward to pour tea.
"Why are you so vicious!" Yan Junuo quickly turned around.
When he turned around, Xu Qingmo saw that her face was really bruised and purple. It was really ugly. No wonder Yan Junuo had his back to her when she came in.
Xu Qingmo is the kind of person who doesn't want to see Yan Junuo's kindness, but she was really annoyed when she was beaten like this. If you fight each other with real swords and guns, this matter will be forgotten, but Yan Zhunuo chose Yan Zhunuo. Nuo Ke didn't have the ability to fight back, which was equivalent to being beaten unilaterally into this state.
