Ye Mingwan hooked her lips and chuckled: "Princess Yong has been pregnant for four months, and the fetal traces and fetal images are both visible, and the Tai Hospital has a way to distinguish whether the fetus is male or female, and Mu Guifei is an example." ”

When the staff heard this, they immediately reacted.

The courtiers were worried about His Majesty's life, and asked His Majesty to establish His Royal Highness King An as the prince, but His Majesty withstood the huge sound of the previous dynasty, and refused to establish the prince, and even took advantage of being seriously ill and did not go to the court for several days.

His Majesty is not holding the crown prince, he is waiting for the war in Lingnan to calm down, and then release the news of the emperor's grandson, who among the courtiers dares to stop it?

Jiang Jingzhang also reacted, and gritted his teeth again.

Ye Mingwan continued: "Don't wait for the war in Lingnan to calm down, just wait for the eldest princess to return to Beijing, the news of Princess Yong's pregnancy will spread, and in the near future, the eldest princess will take on the responsibility of raising the emperor's grandson and assisting the young emperor, and what else is going on with His Royal Highness?" With the eldest princess here, the Southern Dynasty will only become more and more prosperous. ”

The eldest princess is virtuous and well-known to the world.

Since she entered the court, she has calmed the floods, cured the plague, relieved the victims, investigated the smuggling, enriched the treasury, calmed the war, conquered Yun China, and governed the country and the country.

Compared with the eldest princess, Jiang Jingzhang is a useless waste.

Jiang Jingzhang's pupils shrank sharply: "I don't need you to point fingers." ”

Ye Mingwan sighed: "The concubine doesn't want to, but the concubine and His Royal Highness are one husband and wife, and the only person the concubine can rely on is His Royal Highness, what can the concubine do?" ”

If you say something like this, you will hear it a lot, and it will become true if you hear it too much.

You see, Jiang Jingzhang was guarding against her everywhere before, and she was not allowed to come to the study.

Now she wants to come to the study without anyone stopping her.

Jiang Jingzhang frowned.

"By the way, I almost forgot to remind Your Highness," Ye Mingwan seemed to suddenly think of something, "After His Highness gained power, he has been instigating the ministers for a while, asking His Majesty to welcome the queen back to the palace, and even planning to use this matter to attack the concubine Niangniang, which has touched His Majesty's backlash." ”

Everyone in the world knows that His Majesty loves the concubine Niangniang, never comes to the harem, and is a couple with the concubine Niangniang in the palace for a lifetime.

She seemed to smile: "I think that in the near future, the will of the abolished queen will also be issued, and the charges of the queen mother will be truthfully revealed, and His Royal Highness will not only lose the identity of the prince, but also become the son of a sinner, and miss the throne forever." ”

Jiang Jingzhang obviously didn't expect this, his face couldn't help but change, he listened to the terrible sound of the wind like a ghost crying wolf in his ears, mixed with snow particles, crackling on the glazed tiles, and found a chaotic sound, only to feel chills all over his body.

Ye Mingwan knew that Jiang Jingzhang didn't wait to see her, and she didn't wait long, so after speaking, she turned around and left the study.

The wind curtain under the porch was blown by the wind, and snow particles burst in through the cracks and splashed on her face, which was cold.

"It's snowing." She stopped and heard the staff faintly coming from the study, such as "Your Highness is in a hurry, you can't sit still", "While Your Highness's eldest princess hasn't returned to Beijing, we might as well give it a go".

Among them, how many people are the internal responses arranged by Jiu Xun by Jiang Jingzhang's side?

Waiting for the king of Changjun to come over, what she said, Jiang Jingzhang will tell the king of Changjun truthfully, how will the king of Changjun choose?

She smiled and was in control.

……

The cold wind, whistling in the heaven and earth, far away, is a continuous mountain of white snow, like a silver dragon, entrenched on the top of the mountain, revealing a winding and rugged outline, looking magnificent and magnificent.

Jiang Fuguang was wearing a fire fox coat, wearing a thick felt hat on her head, the Xuanhu scarf wrapped her neck tightly, not revealing a single gap, and wearing a windproof mask on her face, wrapped tightly up and down, from head to toe, leaving only a pair of eyes, still exposed.

After leaving Dali City, they hurried all the way, and after leaving the southwest boundary, the temperature plummeted, and the wind mixed with snow particles came to their faces, and everyone put on thick cloaks and windproof masks, and struggled to move forward in the wind and snow.

After rushing for half a day, Jiang Fuguang was like being in an ice cellar, his feet were frozen stiff, fortunately the snow was not heavy, otherwise it would be a problem to hurry.

Lieutenant Wu rode over: "The road is closed by heavy snow in front, and people have been sent to explore the road, so I will rest here for a while, and then continue to hurry when the pathfinder returns." ”

The mountain road is rugged, bumpy, winding and narrow, it is not easy to walk, now the heavy snow covers the road, it is even more difficult, someone needs to make a special trip to explore the road in front, the people behind it, to walk along the safe route of exploration, can not make a wrong step, otherwise once stepping on the air, falling, there is the danger of falling from the horse.

Jiang Fuguang stopped, and as soon as she lifted the mask, she felt the cold wind blowing across her cheeks, like a dense needle prick, a little stinging, she raised her hand and rubbed her somewhat stiff face.

"Explain to the guards who went to explore the road, everything is safety, the team rests in place, sets up tents, and builds a few fires, so that everyone can roast and eat hot food."

She opened her mouth, and the cold air rushed into her mouth, and a puff of mist came out of her mouth and nose.

Lieutenant Wu took the order.

Jiang Fuguang searched around, but did not find Ji Ruxuan's figure.

He saw the head of the dragon all day long, but he did not see the tail.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the sky.

Jiang Fuguang looked up, the peregrine falcon was hovering in the air, and after a while, he saw Ji Ruxuan riding alone, dressed in black, on the mountain road not far away.

The wind howled, blowing his clothes to hunt, and he sat on horseback with a thin and straight figure, carrying the reins in one hand and hanging at his side with the other, to ensure that he could hold the knife at any time.

His back is straight, and he seems to sit on the horse's back, but in fact, with every kick of the horse, his body has made subtle adjustments, and he and the horse are moving and still, and they cooperate tacitly, which is the instinct of the top rider trained for a long time, and it is the embodiment of the unity of horse and human action.

All cavalry in the army must reach this level before they will be assigned war horses, qualified to become cavalry, and go into battle to kill the enemy.

The peregrine falcon hovered and landed on Ji Ruxuan's shoulder, and he rode his horse to approach, throwing a stag that was not yet dead into the snow.

An imperial city guard was overjoyed, thanked him, picked up the stag and went to deal with it.

Ji Ruxuan hit the horse and came to Jiang Fuguang's side, and unconsciously blocked the wind outlet, blocking most of the cold wind for her, and frowned: "Why did you take off the wind shield mask?" His face was frozen red. ”

Jiang Fuguang bent his lips: "It's a little stuffy, take it off for breathability, and put it back on in a while." ”

Ji Ruxuan raised his eyes and saw that not far away, the guards had set up their tents quickly, he jumped off his horse and walked under Jiang Fuguang's horse.

Recently, I was preparing to finish the part of the outline, and while writing, I looked back, so as not to explain some of the foreshadowing in front of me, and I didn't explain it clearly, and everyone thought I was unfinished, and I wrote super slowly every day. It's so hard... This book is too difficult to write, but the pit I dug myself has to be filled in on my knees~ This is a cold moment, and the crematorium afterwards~

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