Lu Bochu was the one who least wanted Zi Ning to marry him, but no matter how powerful he was and how manipulative he was, it was Emperor Changshun who held the power after all.
In the letter, Zi Ning said that the queen was powerless to do anything about the matter. Zi Ning was the only princess of Emperor Changshun, and she was the one who loved her the most.
At present, Emperor Changshun would not give his beloved to get married unless he had no choice.
When Lu Bochu thought about Zi Ning going so far away to get married, he felt very uncomfortable.
"She is so simple. She can only recruit an honest and responsible consort in Beijing. If she goes to the frontier with her temperament and method of dealing with things, she may suffer a lot." Lu Bochu said with a sad face.
An Qi'en knew that he loved Zi Ning, his sister, and if he didn't go back to Beijing to visit, he might not think about food or tea.
She thought deeply and said, "Your Majesty, please go back to Beijing and have a look. Getting married is a big deal, and it can only be dealt with when you go back. It's not an option for Your Majesty to be anxious here."
What Lu Bochu frowned at was that he was just a prince, and getting married was an unavoidable matter. If he didn't have a complete way to deal with it, it would be useless to go back.
"There is a rebellious spirit in the border area, and it cannot be persuaded by just a few words."
An Qi'en sighed deeply in his heart. He heard that the border area had seen the continuous natural and man-made disasters in recent years, which made him feel rebellious.
Suddenly, an idea came to Lu Bochu's mind, and he said with hope in his eyes: "Not only princesses can marry, but princes can also marry. Zi Ning is the only princess, and there are so many princes. If he can persuade his father to let the prince marry in the border, it will be fine. It can solve the urgent need now.”
An Qi'en thinks this is a method, but it is very difficult to implement. Emperor Changshun currently has twelve remaining princes, Lu Bochu is the youngest, and all the princes have married and established families.
Even if Emperor Changshun gave birth to a prince in order to protect Zi Ning, it would be too late.
"The key is that there is no suitable prince now."
Lu Bochu's deep eyes revealed a tenacious light: "Fifth brother."
An Qien was startled, the fifth prince?
The fifth prince was ten years older than Lu Bochu and had already started a family. He was smart, courageous, resourceful, and thoughtful, making him the most threatening prince vying for the crown prince's position.
He lost his wife three years ago and left behind a seven-year-old son and a three-year-old daughter. Unexpectedly, they all died of smallpox two years ago.
Now there are only three concubines in the house to serve him.
The fifth prince is old and has lost both his wife and son. This is an unlucky person. It is most taboo for such a person to get married.
An Qi'en knew that Lu Bochu targeted the fifth prince because he interfered with Emperor Changshun and asked Zi Ning to marry him.
A detailed analysis shows that the fifth prince did this to deal with Lu Bochu. After all, if Zi Ning was in the palace, Emperor Changshun would definitely favor Lu Bochu more.
She thought thoughtfully and asked, "Your Majesty, when will you leave?"
Lu Bochu, a newlywed, didn't want to go far away alone, but he couldn't do it without going back.
After thinking about it again and again, he said: "You can come back to Beijing with me. I won't worry about leaving you alone in Jingyang."
An Qien pursed her lips and smiled warmly. It felt so good to be remembered in someone's heart.
She said rationally: "Your Majesty, the mountain is high and the road is far away. I'm afraid it will delay your trip if you take me with you. This matter is urgent. I will go back to Beijing with you. Your Majesty will definitely take care of me. This will inevitably delay the time." ."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my brother is in Jingyang, and there is such a big palace to protect me, I will be fine."
When Lu Bo first heard this, his eyebrows were filled with sadness. An Qi'en was right, this matter really couldn't be delayed. It was okay for him as a man to kill several horses overnight, but she, a woman with a delicate body, definitely couldn't rush like that.
He was extremely entangled. After getting married, he was very busy every day. He had not been able to spend time with his princess. Now that he had to go away again, this feeling was as uncomfortable as having a hundred claws scratching his heart.
Although they had been married for more than a month, An Qi'en had been menstruating since the wedding night, which lasted half a month. An Qi'en spent the remaining half month recuperating her body.
The only time the two of them had was their wedding night. Lu Bochu hoped for An Qien's health to get better soon like he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, but he didn't expect that this would happen again.
He sighed deeply and rested his chin helplessly on An Qien's shoulder. He smelled the faint fragrance of her body and was so fascinated that he couldn't bear to be separated from her for such a long time.
An Qi'en comforted him gently: "A manly man doesn't have to worry about this temporary separation. I will wait here for the king to come back."
As she spoke, she held Lu Bochu's angular face with both hands, and looked at the handsome-looking man in front of her with silky brows and eyes, but also revealed a bit of grievance.
Lu Bochu fell into her tenderness, and his heart couldn't help but soften. The hot body made his black eyes blazing, and then he stared straight at An Qien's red lips, and couldn't help but cover them for a second.
Their lips touched each other, and the two fell into a numbing soft kiss...
Lu Bochu's movements became more and more violent, and his hands couldn't help but move around her body. An Qien's face turned pink and it was hard to breathe due to lack of oxygen.
When she was about to push him away, Lu Bochu let go of her.
The two of them looked at each other with blurred eyes and affectionate feelings. Strong emotions surged in their hearts. An Qi'en was still confused. She didn't know whether Lu Bochu was good to her for his brother's sake, or whether it was because of what his heart wanted. .
Her feelings for Lu Bochu were also very special, and she couldn't explain them. Everything happened so suddenly. All she could do was be a good wife wholeheartedly.
........
Lu Bochu didn't even stay for a moment. After telling him to take care of things in the palace and sending a few more skilled men to protect the palace, he went to Beijing.
After he left, An Qi'en felt inexplicably empty, unlike when Lu Bo was first here.
She had nothing to do in the mansion. She usually went to the orphanage to teach the children how to read and calligraphy.
She had just finished teaching the children an article in "The Analects of Confucius" that day and asked them to relax in the yard.
Then she saw Zhao Yan coming. She hadn't seen Zhao Yan for a long time. On her wedding day, she heard that he was seriously ill and so she didn't go to the palace for the wedding banquet.
He was now really haggard and thinner.
"princess."
Zhao Yan lowered his head and clasped his fists to say hello respectfully. He thought he had given up on healing for such a long time, but he didn't expect that when he saw her, he realized that this regretful pain would never disappear, but would only become deeper.
An Qi'en smiled slightly and asked in the usual tone: "Is Mr. Zhao feeling better recently?"
After all, she was a princess now and she had to avoid suspicion and couldn't just take a man's pulse.
"Thank you for your concern, Princess. It's much better now."
He paused for a moment and then said: "Please don't be offended, Princess. On the day when the Princess and the Prince got married, I didn't go to drink the wedding wine and send blessings. I was really unwell."
Zhao Yan's tone was respectful and measured. Now that she was the princess, no matter how much she loved him and couldn't love him, she couldn't cause trouble to the princess.
An Qi'en smiled slightly: "Young Master Zhao is worrying too much. The prince and I know what Mr. Zhao is thinking. Of course, you should take good care of yourself if you are not feeling well."
It's time for the children to relax. Zhao Yan usually comes over to teach the children how to read when he has free time. The children are not unfamiliar with him.
In order to avoid suspicion, An Qi'en didn't stay long and simply said a few words to Zhao Yan before leaving.
After she left, Zhao Yan and the children were in class, and the loneliness in his eyes was so desolate.
.........
A few days after Lu Bochu returned to Beijing, An Zhengyuan also returned to Beijing.
Things on the other side of the river canal were temporarily taken care of by An Shi'an, so he became busy, basically leaving early and returning late every day.
Yu Lan had severe morning sickness and stayed in bed, unable to take care of An Shian.
Lin Yanyun has been having a hard time lately. Jiang suppressed her from time to time, and now she has figured out how to retreat in order to advance.
The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and the wind is warm and sunny. If the weather gets hot, she will be out of breath wearing a mask every day.
She has never given up on treating this face. She heard that there is a folk remedy that can not only repair the damaged face, but also make her look stunning.
But the price is very expensive, and her current total net worth is not enough to pay for it.
So she wanted to get some money from the An family.
Lin Yanyun has slept very late these days and specially waited for An Shian at the middle gate.
At first, An Shian turned a blind eye when he saw her, and she seemed to have changed her personality, lowering her eyebrows and not saying a word.
Two days later, she went to the middle gate to wait for An Shian. An Shian couldn't help but asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
The sky was dark and the night breeze was chilly. The lanterns set by Shitou and Xi'er shone with a weak warm light, and they could only vaguely see each other's faces.
Lin Yanyun lowered her eyebrows and replied: "Uncle, I have been busy with official matters recently. My wife is pregnant and it is difficult to take care of me. I just want to help my wife and uncle solve their problems."
An Shi'an sneered inwardly. She didn't know what kind of medicine Lin Yanyun was selling in the gourd, but thinking about it, she was honestly not acting like a monster these days.
"I don't need you to wait on me. I just need to stay in your yard."
An Shian's tone was cold.
Lin Yanyun lowered his head and said nothing, looking like he was being bullied but unable to resist.
An Shian glanced at her indifferently and then passed her by indifferently.
The night breeze chilled Lin Yanyun's heart. An Shi'an hated her so much, and it was not easy to change his attitude towards her.
She now had to humble herself into the dust for her own grand scheme.
After returning to her yard in the dark, Xi'er helped her wash up. Lin Yanyun sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself wearing a black mask in the mirror. She felt extremely disgusted, let alone others.
"Xi'er, why do you think God does this to me?"
Lin Yanyun asked with sad eyes.
She has always had a good life. She has been wearing gold and silver since she was a child, and she has always been in charge of the Lin family. All these benefits came to an end the moment she became the princess.
If she hadn't met the prince and gotten to know An Qien, a bitch like a conspicuous bag, would her life have always been smooth sailing?
Xi'er said with relief: "Auntie, no one will always be unlucky. As long as you find a way to be subdued and heal your face, everything will be fine."
