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On March 19th, it rained in the middle of the night, and a layer of spring mist began early in the morning.
As the saying goes, the wind blows in the spring mist. Li Taiqing stood by the gate, tightly wrapped in his stand-up collar. Their princes really made trouble wherever they went, even on the day they chose to set off.
After the transfer order from the Scarf Bureau, he was assigned to King Yongliang.
Seeing the end of Jinghua Tangtang's third-grade palace official, Li Taiqing didn't know whether this trip was a blessing or a curse for him. Anyway, he had no choice.
Li Taiqing thought about the past and waved his hands, "If you move faster, the prince and princess will be out soon!"
¡°You, what about you, be careful, be careful not to damage the princess¡¯s dowry, she treasures this!¡±
Su Mingwu didn¡¯t stay in bed today, or in other words, she didn¡¯t sleep well at all.
Sometimes this is scary, and sometimes that is nightmare.
When she wakes up every now and then, she unexpectedly thinks of what Su Shiting said, coupled with the slightly confusing memories of her past life, how she still managed to stay awake.
Green Firefly helped her dress, "Princess, what you saw yesterday, my servant dried a large bag of fragrant flowers. I will make a small sachet and put it on your carriage. It will nourish your energy and calm your mind."
"good."
"The servants and the kitchen sisters are sitting in the carriage. If the princess has any instructions, just ask the housekeeper to look for the servants."
Su Mingwu patted her little head and said with a smile: "It's so close, why are you still nagging."
"My slaveshouldn't have worn shoes last time."
Green Ying always remembered that she was looking for shoes at the racecourse and failed to hold the horse's rope properly, thus causing the princess to suffer. Therefore, in the past few days, she was still filled with guilt and reminded herself from time to time.
Of course Su Mingwu would not express his anger at her. If this was the case, Fu Luan was the culprit.
Thinking of him, Su Mingwu lowered her eyelashes and asked casually, "Did Butler Li tell me whether the prince will ride in a carriage or on a horse?"
The journey from here to Liangzhou is long and requires three different stages.
The road from Jinghua to Yuzhou is a flat road, and then the road from Yuzhou to Yizhou is dilapidated and difficult to walk. Finally, when you reach Yizhou and then go to Liangzhou, there are many mountains, forests, lakes and seas, which further delays the carriage.
In the Ning Dynasty, the vassal king was not allowed to leave the fiefdom privately, and the return time limit given by the emperor was very tight.
So Su Mingwu remembered that Fu Luan only followed them through the initial part of the official road, and then became impatient and rode his horse to go to the feudal territory first.
In the previous life, she and Fu Luan had an argument on the carriage, and he forced himself on her. I don¡¯t know if it will be the same this time.
"Princess, Butler Li didn't say anything. He has been very busy recently, and the servants can't even meet him."
"Um."
Since the long journey was slow and inconvenient, Lu Ying put away her thoughts on dressing up the princess and tied Su Mingwu's hair into a simple bun. She even chose clothes that were not complicated, for fear of being confused along the way.
The master and servant walked to the door. Li Taiqing smiled and bent down to say, "Princess, the prince will be late because he has something to do. He asked you to go up first."
"okay."
In the carriage, plain brocade and satin cover the walls. A small carved yellow flower wood table squats among the chairs on three sides. At the corner of the table is a gold-painted glaze candle lantern, with an open flame shining brightly.
Su Mingwu opened the silk curtain, casually found a seat facing south and sat on it.
The chair cushion was soft and comfortable, but it was too thick and could easily get caught in her skirt. Su Mingwu got up several times before she evened the corners of her skirt.
When she finished, she looked up and found that the table had been full for a long time.
Tea set, tea snacks, and several blue leather-bound books.
Those simple books look like their covers are damaged and leaky, but there are dots of red mud stamps from the official seal on the edges, which seems unusual.
Su Mingwu could probably guess that Fu Luan's men had laid it out for him in advance and gave it to him for review.
As a vassal king, Fu Luan not only had his own Yongliang Palace, but also had officials to assist him.
There is no need to say more about the general. There are probably people protecting him in the dark. As for the civil servants, they were the chief officials of the royal palace in Liangzhou, "in charge of the government orders of the palace." The nine prefectures, states and counties, such as local finance, taxation, and political strategy, seem to be managed jointly by those officials.
No amount of Su Mingwu could understand that Fu Luan had left Liangzhou for more than three months, so these urgent matters must have been rushed over by post riders at high speed.
Su Mingwu gently piled up the books neatly and placed them in the direction where Fu Luan usually sat. Then she was bored and rested her face on the small table and began to think in a daze.
Half an hour later, at Yin Shizhong, the carriage set off on time.
 He looked horrified. He shook his head and groped backwards for the wooden bumps on the wall of the car, hoping to grab something to hold in his hand.
"I don't know. I can tell you that these are the actual tributes paid by the small neighboring countries in the Liangzhou territory; the six prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, and the origin of the funds donated by the political factions of my king."
Fu Luan narrowed her eyes, picked up the book closest to Su Mingwu, threw it in front of her, and said with curled lips: "Also, the list of important members of the court that I will clean up next."
"You don't want to see any of this?"
It was rare for Fu Luan to talk to her so much, and Su Mingwu was stunned for a while.
She didn¡¯t quite understand what this had to do with her, why did she want to see it?
Fu Luan smiled, "Don't you understand? I'm telling you that everything on this table is evidence of my rebellion, so you either have to."
The carriage had already set off and was rumbling along the broad road. Occasionally, the log ruts would hit a small stone, which would make a few "squeaks".
The surroundings were not quiet, but Su Mingwu's ears seemed to be completely isolated, with only Fu Luan's last words echoing.
Evidence of treason.
In other words, today, Fu Luan placed all the bait in the carriage in advance to let her come in first, just to test her loyalty?
¡°Then if she accidentally looked at it, would he kill her?
Su Mingwu felt pain in her heart. After spending so many days together and seeing each other every day, she thought Fu Luan at least had some trust in her.
She was very aggrieved. She knew that she only had trouble on the wedding night in this life, and then she kept to herself. Why would Fu Luan suddenly be humiliated in every possible way?
"If he doesn't believe her, he will simply stop being nice to her and just do it for sex like in his previous life, so that doesn't matter to her.
However, Fu Luan would flirt with words from time to time. She was not hard-hearted. Even if she was not liked by men and women for the time being, she was still somewhat attracted to him, especially after coming back from the racecourse and seeing him being gentle for a moment
After being silent for a long time, Su Mingwu lowered her eyes and said softly: "My lord, do you think I will betray you?"
Fu Luan was full of rage just now, and all he was thinking about was her secret rejection and unwillingness to him. When the words came out of his mouth, they turned into a high-sounding temptation.
¡°So what, she likes to lie so much, so it¡¯s natural for him to test her.
But she looks so aggrieved, which is really an eyesore.
"yes."
When Su Mingwu heard the expected answer, she silently took out the teapot from the bronze cauldron. The tea in the pot was the big-leaf bitter tea that Fu Luan was accustomed to drinking, which was cold and bitter.
She knows, but she just wants to drink.
Su Mingwu poured a cup into the tea cup and took a sip. The cold bitterness lingered on the tip of her nose, which could dilute the sourness in her eyes.
"My lord, I will never listen to you again."
Fu Luan has a handsome face and a natural smile, so when he is angry, he often smiles but does not smile. However, when he heard Su Mingwu's words, his face was really expressionless and terrifyingly cold.
His face was full of gloom, "Su Mingwu, say it again."
"I said, I will never listen to you again."
Su Mingwu continued to lower her head, stretched out her hand to scatter the blue books that she had sorted out on the table, and gathered them in front of her.
She opened a book and said, "If you listen to the prince, you will be wronged."
She opened another book, "If you don't listen to the prince, you will be wronged."
Su Mingwu always lowered her head, and her movements were not gentle. The red mud from the stamp was not completely dry, so it stuck to her fingertips, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, bright and stubborn.
"Su Mingwu, raise your head."
"Anyway, they were all wronged."
Su Mingwu ignored it completely and talked to herself. Fu Luan raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but stand up and lean over, simply raising her chin.
The woman¡¯s eyelashes were fluttering, her eye circles were red, but the tears had not fallen yet, they were just spinning firmly in her eyes, crystal clear.
In her last sentence, she bit her lip and stared at Fu Luan, her voice choked with sobs and trembling slightly.
"My lord, look, I have read every book now and can recite it silently at any time. If you don't want to, just kill people and silence them in the carriage."
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The male protagonist is a bit of a dog
He has such a ruthless characterThe heroine has a soft and stubborn temper
It will be sweet later, don¡¯t fatten up (t_t)
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