Chapter - 25

The Emperor carefully questioned Mama Kim and found out that the person who had used the donkey rolls to trick the Ninth Princess was Deng Zhaoyi's niece, Deng Caiming. She was now the Seventh Princess' study companion.

Although this matter was not serious, it reflected Deng Caiming's daring and greedy nature. This kind of low character was what the Emperor disliked the most. Because Deng Zhaoyi had given birth to the Third Prince, he was now in court and had done a few good jobs. The Emperor was very satisfied and wanted to use the Empress Dowager's birthday to raise her position. The birth mother of a prince, she should be promoted to a concubine to sound better.

However, after this matter, the Emperor cleanly removed Deng Zhaoyi's name from the promotion list. It was clearly not the first time Deng Caiming had tricked Little Jiu 'er. It was impossible for the Seventh Princess not to know. Not only did she not stop it, she watched from the side. Did Deng Caiming take Jiu 'er's things and give them to her?

The two of them played with Jiu 'er's jewelry while laughing at her for being stupid. Did they have any respect for seniority? Did they have any sisterly affection? As a princess, how could her eyelids be this shallow?

The Emperor's imagination could not stop, and he was disgusted with Deng Zhaoyi's poor upbringing. He ordered someone to send a box of jewelry to her palace, saying that he also wanted to try some donkey rolls.

Deng Zhaoyi could not make sense of it, but when she saw her daughter's pale face, she felt something. She grabbed her and interrogated her for a long time. In the end, she was so angry that her beautiful face became distorted.

At the most critical moment of the promotion, this matter had happened. Not only was she unlucky, but her son's position in the Emperor's heart had also dropped. These two disappointing things, they couldn't do anything right!

Early the next morning, Deng Caiming was sent out of the palace by two old mamas and told to never come back in this life.

After everything was taken care of, the Empress took out the newly released promotion list and read it. The Third Prince was very capable and shrewd. Recently, he had been in the limelight at court. It was said that a mother's status depended on her son. The Emperor giving Deng Zhaoyi a title to promote the Third Prince was within the Empress' expectations. This mother and son pair was a huge threat to the Eastern Palace.

She was thinking of a way to deal with them, but she didn't expect the enemy to fall because of a few donkey rolls and fall right at the door. Thinking of this, the Empress smiled unkindly and sighed to her confidant mamas, "Yu Xiang is really a good person. She should have been brought into the palace to accompany Jiu 'er a long time ago.

The Nanny echoed in agreement.

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Yu Xiang didn't know that her action of teaching Qiu 'er to complain had caused a storm in the palace. After returning home, she went straight to the old lady's courtyard and accompanied her to recite scriptures.

Both the Empress and the Empress and Empress, the Empress, the Empress, the Empress, the Empress. Eating, drinking, and having fun together would not develop feelings for each other, but overcoming difficulties together would allow them to quickly understand each other. Emempress, the empress, empress Empress, and Emememempress, the emempress.....

Empress Empress... emo ememin empress..... she, she... she.

"You're back. Did Big Brother send any messages today?" Yu Xiang asked.

"No." The old lady shook her head and sighed.

Yu Xiang's expectant expression immediately collapsed. She had Tao Hong and Liu Lu carry her to the praying mat. She assumed a kneeling posture, took out a rusty ancient coin from her purse, clasped it in her palm, and began to chant sutras.

"Why are you holding a copper coin?" The old lady glanced at her strangely.

"The ancient coin can drive away evil spirits and avoid disaster. I will take it and recite the 'Great Nirvana Sutra' for forty-nine days. Then I will let Big Brother carry it with him to the northwest. The miraculous pills that Doctor Piao gave me were all taken away by my brother. "Yu Xiang explained in a low voice.

The old lady was very gratified. She took off her five-fortune pouch and handed it over. "After you've finished reciting the sutra, keep the copper coins inside. Later on, when someone delivers the medicine, bring it along with them. There's nothing we can do to help him, so let's just pray for more blessings. "

Yu Xiang nodded seriously.

Yu Pinyan left very suddenly. It was just the beginning of spring, so he didn't have time to go home. Yu Xiang and the old lady could only hide behind the door. While listening to the sound of the army's horses, they wiped their tears. The Lin Clan didn't even show their faces. They didn't send anyone to send any letters or gifts. It was as if they didn't have a son.

The old lady was already sad. Seeing her so heartless, she couldn't help but fly into a rage. She personally ran to her courtyard and burned all of her son's belongings. If it wasn't for the fact that she still had a bit of reason, she might have even burned her son's memorial tablet.

The Lin Clan knelt in front of the main courtyard and cried all night. Yu Xiang wore a thick cloak and watched for half the night. In the second half of the night, she had many dreams. Her dreams were filled with Yu Pinyan's figure.

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His ancestors had died on the battlefield. Yu Pinyan was well aware of the cruelty of war, but he never thought it would be this cruel. It was completely different from the intrigues and intrigues of the imperial court. Here, there was only blood and fire, life and death, the glint of a blade and the shadow of a sword. The sky and the earth were crimson red. Even the sunlight was dyed red. No, perhaps it was because of the blood flowing from his forehead into his eyes.

Yu Pinyan was distracted by his thoughts as he neatly harvested lives. The enemy's leader was approaching. Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He raised his butcher's knife at the people who were shocked by his sudden appearance. As the blade embedded itself into the flesh, he seemed to hear someone shouting in his ear, "Brother, dodge!"

The head fell off from the neck. Blood gushed out from the wound and splashed everywhere. Yu Pinyan turned his horse around and saw an arrow whizzing towards him at an incredible speed, carrying a strong gust of wind with it. He only had time to move slightly to the left before he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"The general has been hit by an arrow. Protect the general! Quick! " Several soldiers shouted loudly and ran in his direction. One of the enemy soldiers who tried to sneak attack him was cut down by a soldier who rushed over in time.

The general's armor was covered in blood. He was still lying on the ground, his life or death unknown. The powerful sleeve crossbow arrow could even penetrate iron plates. It was easy for it to penetrate a piece of breastplate. Someone went forward to help the general up, but didn't dare to pull out the arrow in his chest. Other than the sour feeling of losing a comrade, there was also the smell of blood that couldn't be washed away.

Death was a daily occurrence.

"Why are you crying? I won't die! " Yu Pinyan pushed away the soldier who was supporting him. He stood up shakily and raised his hand to pull out the arrow in his chest.

"G-general, are you alright?" The soldier was so surprised that he was incoherent.

Yu Pinyan took out a copper coin that was deformed by the arrow from his pocket. When he spoke, the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared. "I'm fine. This coin saved me. Get on the horse and continue to kill the enemy! "

He jumped onto the horse's back and continued to rush forward. At this moment, the blood between heaven and earth faded. The fear and bewilderment that was buried in the bottom of his heart turned into a strong desire to return alive. He had to live. Only the people he loved could live. Everyone who stood in his way had to die. This was war. It had nothing to do with benevolence, righteousness, or morality. It was only about life and death.

The soldiers were very excited. They shouted as they killed their way to the enemy camp. Many vultures followed the smell of blood and flesh and flew over. They covered the scorching sun above their heads and let out hair-raising screeches from time to time.

The sky and earth were red. It was as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out of his chest. The pain was unbearable.

Yu Xiang woke up with a scream. He looked around and saw that there were no broken limbs or billowing smoke. He was clearly in the old ancestor's bedroom.

The old ancestor was old and a light sleeper. She only slept for a quarter of an hour at noon and felt that it was enough. She was sitting in the outer room looking through the accounts. When she heard Yu Xiang's scream, the prayer beads in her hand fell to the ground. If her ears were still working, Yu Xiang seemed to be screaming, "Brother, get out of the way."

The old ancestor threw the account book aside and walked in with her walking stick. "Did you have a nightmare? Did you dream about your brother? "Ever since the landslide, she paid special attention to Yu Xiang's dreams.

"No, I didn't dream about anything." Yu Xiang was worried about herself, but she didn't want the old ancestor to suffer with her.

"Don't lie to me! I heard it all! Did you dream that Yan 'er had an accident? "The old ancestor swore to get to the bottom of this.

"No, I just dreamed about the battlefield. There was blood everywhere and vultures were crying in the sky. It was very scary. That's why I screamed. Old ancestor, it was just a dream. "Yu Xiang forced a smile. Only she knew that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

"Other people's dreams are just dreams, but not yours." The old ancestor sat on the edge of the bed and stared straight at her. This child was very intelligent. The first time she recited the scriptures, she felt as if there were gods and Buddhas chanting in her ears. It made her forget whether she was in heaven or in the mortal world.

Yu Xiang didn't want to recall the scene in her dream. She couldn't even sense whether Yu Pinyan was alive or dead. In order to avoid the old ancestor's questioning, she covered her chest and screamed in pain.

"What's going on? You were fine just now. Someone, quickly find a doctor! Hurry up! " The old ancestor saw that Yu Xiang's face was deathly pale and dripping with cold sweat. She was in so much pain that she wanted to roll on the bed. The old ancestor immediately threw the dream to the back of her mind and ran out to urge Yu Xiang.

The doctor came and carefully checked Yu Xiang's pulse. After repeated checking several times, he still couldn't find the cause of Yu Xiang's illness. He could only prescribe some calming medicine.

When Yu Xiang pressed her hand to her chest, she realized that the pain wasn't an illusion from her dream. It was real. She knew very well that she wasn't sick or injured. Something must have happened to Yu Pinyan. Yu Xiang endured the pain and knelt in front of the Buddha to pray. She prayed non-stop. She devoutly recited all the scriptures that she could remember in her mind. She knelt for an entire day and night.

At first, the old ancestor accompanied her, but after six to eight hours, she couldn't take it anymore. Under Mama Ma's repeated persuasion, she returned to her room to rest.

"This child is so sincere. They're clearly not biological siblings, but they're closer than biological siblings! "The old ancestor shook her head and sighed.

"Look at what you're saying. In Miss's heart, Master Hou is her biological brother. After all, they grew up together." Mama Ma gently massaged the old ancestor's legs.

"What has she been doing these past few days?" The old ancestor pointed to the east wing.

"She sent people to buy a lot of satin and embroidery thread. She said that she wanted to embroider a portrait for the deceased Master Hou. She also wanted to tailor clothes for the young miss who was living outside." Mama Ma unconsciously lowered her voice.

The old ancestor was silent for a long time before she exhaled. Her voice didn't contain a trace of human emotion. "Yan 'er is fighting on the battlefield, but she's embroidering a portrait. She thinks that Yan' er's life is too hard and can't die, right?"

She suddenly felt that the last sentence was rather inauspicious. She hurriedly chanted "Amitabha." Then she sighed and said, "I've seen through it all. Blood ties, flesh and blood. Without a heart, she's worse than a stranger! Whether a person is close or distant, close or close, it all depends on the word 'fate'. She and Yan 'er are not fated to be mother and son. On the other hand, Xiang' er has a deep fate with our Marquis's Manor. It's all heaven's will! "

The old ancestor finally let go of Yu Xiang's past. She sat on the couch and stared blankly for a while. Then she impatiently waved her hand. "Go. Burn all of her embroidery, embroidery thread, and embroidery cloth! Tell her that before Yan 'er returns home, she's not allowed to cause any more trouble. Otherwise, she can take the divorce papers and go home. "

Mama Ma agreed in a low voice. She sighed at the madam's actions. If it weren't for the fact that she was worried about Little Master Hou's reputation, she would've been divorced hundreds of times for being so ignorant!