After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Gu Hanzhou came to see her once, but Gu Tangli refused due to health reasons. He seemed to be busy and had not come for several days.

She ate nutritious food and took medicine to maintain her pregnancy, and followed the female doctor's instructions to take a walk after meals every day.

After dinner that day, she took a walk in the garden. Jiang Xue Ning, who was usually busy and nowhere to be seen, was also there. She was feeding the fish in the pond and seemed to be in a good mood.

She walked over and whispered, "Sister looks very happy today."

Jiang Xue Ning smiled lightly, "I stole a little time to relax, it's a rare opportunity to have some free time, so I'm naturally happy."

After that, he asked her softly if she felt better and if she had eaten well and taken medicine. She really enjoyed this kind of concern.

After chatting for a while, Qing He came over and bowed, saying, "The banquet is ready."

"Sister wants to entertain guests?"

"Ah."

The guests who were still able to set up a banquet to entertain them at such a late hour must be of very special status.

She asked tentatively, "Can I come with you? It's a bit boring to go back to my room alone."

Jiang Xue Ning readily agreed, "Okay."

The two sisters went hand in hand to the pavilion in the middle of the water, where they drank wine and enjoyed the night view at night, which was a unique experience.

Jiang Xue Ning carefully instructed, "Bring a bowl of sour plum soup, and bring the cloak."

This is because I am afraid that she is cold and thirsty.

She sat aside and was well taken care of. There was a breeze blowing on her face, which was very comfortable.

There was a sound of flute in the distance, quiet and distant in the night. She looked in the direction of the sound of the flute, and found a small boat with a lantern hanging in the depths of the lotus pond. She could vaguely see the silhouette of a person on the boat, and the sound of the flute came from there.

After listening carefully for a while, she couldn't help but sigh, "After all these years, sister is still so capable."

Back in Shengjing, the Gu family was a wealthy and powerful family. She still remembered the summer banquet and winter banquet hosted by her sister, which were well-known in Beijing.

The winter and summer banquets she hosted were delicious, fun and not tacky. Every sip, bite, step and scene were carefully arranged.

At that time, everyone said that this was the demeanor that a noble lady raised in a top family should have.

But later, after many ups and downs, she became the Princess of Chen, and then the Prince of Xiang, and went through wind and rain. The noble lady who once paid attention to everything slowly disappeared.

The good times we had can never come back.

Tonight, she vaguely saw the shadow of the most noble lady in the capital who was once raised by a top aristocratic family.

Jiang Xue Ning also sighed inaudibly, "The past cannot be recalled, but the moonlight remains the same tonight."

Neither of them spoke, immersed in the moonlight over the lotus pond and the quiet sound of the flute.

After a while, Gu Tangli saw Qinghe holding a glass lantern and leading a guest towards this side. The guest stopped on the wooden bridge and listened to the sound of the flute.

It was not until the song ended that he slowly walked over, dressed in white and with black hair like jade.

I guess this must be the distinguished guest tonight.

When I got closer, I could see her face clearly. She wasn't stunningly beautiful, but her face was as white as jade and her features were delicate.

The most special thing is that she has a calm temperament, her every move is very graceful, and she dresses very simply.

"Furong is here, come and have a drink with me." Jiang Xue Ning greeted her.

It can be seen that the two are quite familiar with each other. Wei Furong smiled calmly, "Your Highness is very refined. Listening to the flute in the lotus pond on a moonlit night is very meaningful."

"I knew you were coming, so I made this arrangement. I knew you were an elegant person."

Obviously Jiang Xue Ning was so thoughtful, she was very happy, the smile between her eyebrows and eyes became more genuine, she raised her cup and drank it all, saying, "Furong thanks the prince for his kindness."

After saying that, she looked at Gu Tangli who was standing beside her, "Who is this?"

Jiang Xue Ning said, "This is my sister Eleven. She came here to get some fresh air and some fresh air."

The woman named Furong nodded to her politely as a greeting, and she smiled back.

I sat there nonchalantly, leaning against the railing, listening to them talk about some romantic topics without saying a word, as if I really just came to get some fresh air.

The woman was dressed in white from head to toe, and although her outfit seemed simple and elegant, in fact, everything from her clothes to her jewelry was very valuable.

She had long hair like black ink, which was casually tied up, adding a touch of charm to her. She wore only a white jade hairpin with a white camellia on her head.

The white jade hairpin was crystal clear, and it glowed with a hint of cold light under the moonlight and lamplight, which gave her an ethereal beauty.

Gu Tangli's gaze inadvertently drifted across her jade hairpin several times, and then quickly retracted it.

After three rounds of drinks, the two seemed to have finally gotten down to business.

Furong whistled, and soon her maid came respectfully presenting a wooden box.

Gu Tangli only took a quick glance and was sure that this maid was a top master.

Furong opened the box with a click, revealing several account books and memorials. She smiled and said, "If your Highness has any questions after reading them, you can summon me at any time."

Jiang Xue Ning raised her glass, "Thank you for your hard work, Furong."

"It's my duty to serve the prince."

The two drank a few more cups, and Mu Furong stood up to say goodbye, "Thank you for your hospitality tonight, Your Majesty. Although the wine is good, don't drink too much. Drink until you are 70% drunk, then you can go back and have a good sleep."

After she bowed, she left with her maid, walking on the wooden bridge over the lotus pond, her sleeves fluttering as if she was about to ascend to heaven.

Gu Tangli said softly, "Such temperament and demeanor are first-class even among the ancient noble ladies in Beijing."

Jiang Xue Ning was a little drunk, "It's late, I'll let Qing He take you home."

"Sister, don't forget to drink the hangover soup before going to bed, otherwise you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Go back quickly, or you'll catch a cold in the night dew."

Qing He held up the glass lantern and said, "Miss Eleven, I will take you back."

Mu Jin supported her, Qing He held the glass lantern, and took two maids to send her back to Ting Yu Xuan.

On the way, she curiously asked, "Whose family is this beautiful lady Furong from? She is so graceful and elegant."

Her identity was not a secret, and many people knew it. So Qing He did not hide it and said, "She does come from a noble family, but she is not really from Xiangchu."

"I see that she and my sister are very familiar with each other, and my sister treats her very well. Are they friends?"

Whether it was or not was not something she could answer, so Qing He just whispered, "Her name is Mu Furong, she is the youngest daughter of the Liangchuan Mu family, and she is also one of the deputy commanders of the Phoenix Army."

"Oh..." Gu Tangli was very surprised. "That girl Furong's demeanor and bearing don't look like she would be able to march and fight."

At first glance, she is obviously a noble lady who was raised with great care and knowledge and wealth by an aristocratic family.

Qing He smiled, "Commander Mu doesn't march or go to the battlefield. She mainly manages the internal affairs of the Phoenix Army, and her role is more like a military advisor."

"That's amazing too, no wonder my sister is so polite to her."

After returning to Tingyuxuan and waiting for Qinghe to leave, she washed up and returned to her room, her face immediately turned colder.

Hibiscus noticed her emotions, "Is there something wrong?"

She shook her head and said nothing. Maybe it was her illusion.