"A marriage, what a marriage?" Madam Wu almost thought she heard wrongly. She put down the embroidery in her hand and looked up at Xiao Qing'er, "Mianmian is only so old now, how can it have anything to do with a marriage."
Xiao Qing'er strode to Mrs. Wu and sat down with a sad face, "Mom, it's true. The few eunuchs in my palace listened to what the previous adults said."
"They said that Nanyi proposed to negotiate peace with Xuan Yue, but Xuan Yue had to give them a princess to marry. This princess must be a blood relative of the prince. Isn't that Mianmian?"
Madam Wu was surprised, "Did they really say that?"
Xiao Qing'er nodded, "Yes, mother, they also said that as soon as Mianmian has hair extensions, she will be sent to Nanyi."
Mrs. Wu's face gradually darkened. Mianmian from the Zhou family was still her favorite daughter-in-law. She had tried to arrange a marriage with the Zhou family several times before but failed to do so. But now she let others take the lead.
She turned her head to look at Xiao Qing'er, feeling unhappy for her son.
The anger on Xiao Qing'er's face gradually became worse, and she clenched her hands, "No, you must not let Xiao Mianmian go." ?.?????.???
Mrs. Wu walked up to him and patted his shoulder. She thought that her life was so mature at such a young age, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad. She was about to comfort him.
Xiao Qing'er said with a serious face: "Nanyi is very desolate, and there is nothing to eat. Xiao Mianmian must not like it there. No, we can't let her get married."
Madam Wu immediately swallowed the words that came to her lips, took back the hand on his shoulder, and asked, "What did the emperor of Xuanyue say? Do they agree?"
Xiao Qing'er shook her head, "I don't know yet, there is no news from over there yet."
Madam Wu turned around and walked to the desk, "Don't worry, I'll write a letter to your Aunt Wan Chun and see what's going on."
Xiao Qing'er didn't respond, and lowered her eyes thoughtfully.
After a while, Mrs. Wu finished writing the letter. When she looked up, she found that Xiao Qing'er was missing.
"Qing'er, Qing'er." Mrs. Wu came to the door and called out, but no trace of him was found.
Xiao Qing'er trotted away from Lady Wu's palace and came to Wei Xun's palace.
Now that Wei Xun is the king, unlike before, he could see him whenever he wanted, without having to let the eunuch inform him in advance.
Xiao Qing'er did not follow the etiquette and rushed into the hall with large strides.
Wei Xun was handling official business. He was startled when he saw Xiao Qing'er suddenly barging in, but he did not blame him. He put down the pen in his hand and asked him: "Qing'er, why did you come to see my father?"
Xiao Qing'er strode up to him, gave him a hasty salute, and replied: "Father, I want to go to the military camp."
"Why are you going to the military camp?" Wei Xun frowned.
Although he and Mrs. Wu have two sons, the one he values most is Xiao Qing'er.
He has always been trained as a future king.
Xiao Qing'er said seriously: "I want to go to the military camp to exercise, and I want to lead the troops."
Wei Xun's face gradually improved after hearing what he said. He came to Xiao Qing'er's side and said in a gentle tone: "Silly boy, you will be the king in the future, and all the soldiers will be at your command, so there is no need for you to go to the military camp yourself. "
But Xiao Qing'er was very persistent, "Since he is the future king, it is natural for him to go to the military camp."
Wei Xun's face darkened again. Seeing that he couldn't make sense, thinking that he could gain some confidants for him, he agreed, "Okay, but you have to start with a small soldier."
Xiao Qing'er quickly responded: "Yes, Father."
Wei Xun felt sorry for his son, but couldn't defeat him. Although Mrs. Wu opposed this decision, Xiao Qing'er still went to the battlefield as he wished.
Ten days later, Mrs. Wu's letter was delivered to Du Wanchun, and Xiao Qing'er had also gone to the military camp.
Many years later, someone asked Wei Qing why he wanted to go to the military camp in the first place.
Wei Qing didn't reply. It wasn't until he crushed Nanyi that his parents and Du Wanchun understood.
After Du Wanchun received Mrs. Wu's letter, he replied to her about their rejection of Nanyi peace talks.
After the letter was sent, Zhou Ruiyuan came to her room and said, "Wan Chun, Concubine Li is leaving the palace today. Are you going to see her off?"
Du Wanchun was delighted when he heard that, "Okay, I'll go right away."
Zhou Ruiyuan announced to the public that Concubine Li died suddenly because the emperor was seriously ill and worried, and there was no cure. He posthumously named her Queen Huiyang and gave her a glorious burial.
What was buried was just a set of clothes that Concubine Li wore when she first entered the palace.
The real Concubine Li, who had changed her name, was wearing the plain clothes of a peasant girl and was preparing to secretly leave the palace in a carriage.
Du Wanchun heard Zhou Ruiyuan's words and came to the palace gate alone.
There was a simple carriage at the entrance of the palace, and Concubine Li was sitting inside.
Du Wanchun strode forward and got into the carriage.
Concubine Li was overjoyed and said, "Wan Chun, you are here."
Du Wanchun smiled and said, "I heard that Ruiyuan said you were leaving the palace, so I came here to see you off."
Concubine Li was flattered and lowered her head, very grateful, "Wan Chun, thank you and Your Highness."
Du Wanchun held her hand and asked, "What are your plans after leaving the palace?"
Li Fei wiped the corners of her eyes and replied: "It is impossible to go back to Tang Mansion. I want to live by my own craftsmanship."
She has also accumulated a lot of money in the palace over the years, and she can live a stable life with this money.
