Chapter 17 Jiang Jingyue Fainted

Out of respect for the Grand Tutor, Emperor Zhaocheng quickly ordered someone to call Yan Li over. Looking at the little girl who looked like her mother, the Emperor loved her and his expression was obviously warm: "Li girl, do you want to live in the Grand Tutor's Mansion?"

Yan Li saw that Grand Tutor Jiang was also there, and she understood something in her heart, and said in a light tone: "It doesn't matter."

"I will arrange a few people for you. You go back and live for a few days. If you are not used to it, let Nanny An come to the palace and tell me." Emperor Zhaocheng stroked her head gently, "Just don't wrong yourself."

Grand Tutor Jiang stood aside, knowing that this was a warning from the emperor.

Yan Li has lived in the Grand Tutor's Mansion for more than ten years. How can she get used to it? The implication is that if someone bullies her again, she can go to the palace to complain at any time.

Yan Li's attitude has always been distant: "Yeah."

Grand Tutor Jiang frowned and reminded in a grandfatherly tone: "Li girl, the emperor is so gracious, why don't you thank him?"

Yan Li didn't speak.

Among the nine kingdoms in the world, the Southern Kingdom has the largest territory, the strongest military force, and the richest economy. It has the potential to dominate the world. As the noble and arrogant Queen of the Southern Kingdom, it has always been others who thank her. If Emperor Zhaocheng knew her identity, I am afraid he would be inferior to her.

"Yan Li is still young, so there is no need to pay attention to those red tape." Emperor Zhaocheng said, "Grandmaster, go back first and have someone repair Yan Li's courtyard and buy the tables, chairs and tea sets. Don't make it too shabby. She is now a princess personally appointed by me, no longer an orphan living under someone else's roof. I hope you will pay attention to it."

Is this sentence a warning?

Grandmaster Jiang's heart sank slightly, and he was a little unhappy. He felt uncomfortable thinking that he had to be respectful and polite to his granddaughter in his own home.

However, the imperial edict cannot be violated, so he responded respectfully: "I understand, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

After the tutor left, Emperor Zhaocheng looked at Yan Li with a little more thoughtfulness in his eyes: "Girl Li, is there anything wrong with you recently?"

Yan Li glanced at him and shook her head slowly.

She knew what Emperor Zhaocheng meant. Although she had tried her best to hide the difference between her and Yan Li in the past with silence, she could not force herself to learn Yan Li's submissive nature. Tianlai Novel Network

"I forgot to tell you something." Emperor Zhaocheng remembered something very important. "The Ninth Prince has received the imperial edict to grant marriage, but he didn't say anything else. I will send someone to ask when I have time. I will set the wedding date when I get the exact news. Fortunately, you are still young, and it's not too late to get married in a year or two. What do you think?"

Yan Li didn't care: "I have no opinion."

Emperor Zhaocheng couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were more thoughtful. Yan Li was indeed different from before - although he didn't appear in front of her often in recent years, he would occasionally ask people about Yan Li's situation in the Jiang family.

She has always been cautious, quiet and respectful. Although Emperor Zhaocheng was not happy to see her like this, as long as she was doing well, he did not ask much.

But what Yan Li showed in the past few days was completely different from the cautious girl in the Taifu Mansion. Not only did she become bolder, but her demeanor was also like a completely different person.

Emperor Zhaocheng thought of Yan Li's initiative to marry Mu Cang, and finally asked curiously: "Li girl, have you met the Ninth Prince?"

Yan Li did not hide it and nodded truthfully: "Yes."

I met him on the battlefield. He looked lonely and difficult to get close to.

Emperor Zhaocheng hummed: "Do you like him?"

Like?

Yan Li sneered: "I can't say I like him."

It's just a good impression. If Mu Cang was born in the South, he might enter her harem.

The Queen of the South was not a romantic and passionate person. Her harem did not have three palaces and six courtyards, because before she had time to choose, she was killed by the person she trusted most.

If she had a chance to live again, she felt that love between men and women was not that important. At best, it was just a way to spice up a boring life.

Power is the most important thing.

If you can get everything you want, you can have everything you want. Why should you cling to a man who can change his mind at any time?

Emperor Zhaocheng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

How many women in the imperial city dream of marrying the Ninth Prince Mu Cang? No matter who you ask, the other party will blush and say, "I have admired the Ninth Prince for a long time."

Only Yan Li replied indifferently, "I can't say I like him."

So it's really just to find a powerful backer?

Emperor Zhaocheng thought deeply for a moment and felt that this was not bad. After all, even if Yan Li had seen Mu Cang, she had never really met him, so she really couldn't say she liked him. After getting married and getting along more, she would naturally like him.

"Rest in the palace for another two days, let the female doctor take a look at your injuries, and go home only after you are fully recovered."

"Yes." Yan Li had no objection.

It was not very convenient to move around in the palace, so she needed to live outside the palace, find an opportunity to visit various medical clinics, get some medicine, and then find skilled craftsmen to make some easy-to-carry hidden weapons.

Wait until this body has enough self-protection ability, then think about other things.

Relying on others for protection can only bring temporary peace, relying on oneself is the long-term way.

Yan Li returned to Fengyang Palace and rested quietly for another two days, reading books, exercising, and occasionally standing by the window in a daze for a while, with a calm and indifferent look, as if separated by a layer of fog, making it impossible for people to see through.

A message came from Fengyi Palace that Jiang Jingyue fainted due to exhaustion while kneeling and copying scriptures. The queen hurriedly ordered the imperial physician to diagnose Jiang Jingyue's pulse. Fengyi Palace was already in chaos.

When Yan Li heard the news, she didn't react much.

For a young lady from a noble family, kneeling and copying scriptures for several days was indeed a torture. She was able to hold on for so many days without fainting. In addition to wanting to leave a good impression on the prince, she was probably worried about displeasing the emperor.

Now that the emperor's anger has almost subsided, she can finally faint and have a good rest for two days.

"Princess Nanyang." The maid of Fengyi Palace came to invite someone again, with a very humble attitude, "The queen asks you to go to Fengyi Palace. There is something important to tell you."

Yan Li replied in a very light tone: "I will go there after I wash up."

The maid hung her hands and waited respectfully outside the door.

Yan Li had probably guessed the Queen's intention, and after a simple change of clothes and makeup, she took Qinglian and Baidie to Fengyi Palace.

When they arrived at Fengyi Palace, they found that as expected, the Emperor had also been invited.