Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xue's leaving figure, feeling ripples in his heart.

"Changle, is this really appropriate?"

Lu Linyi was worried that Xiao Min would come to cause trouble because of this.

"Anyway, we have already made a lot of troubles, so this time is not enough." Jiang Xue said nonchalantly, "Besides, the fifth princess can only be mute and eat Coptis chinensis, and she can't speak out about her suffering."

If she wasn't smart enough to report this to the higher-ups, hey! Maybe she had forgotten how Chen Xiner got into the Inner Court.

"Then...these..." Lu Linyi looked at the bulging black cloth bags in the carriage, and his heart went crazy.

"Don't worry, those will have a good place to put them." Jiang Xue glanced at the cloth bag from the corner of her eye. Since Marquis An Guo has prepared such a big gift for us, according to the old rules of reciprocity, we have to show something.

During this period, Nangong Yue has almost recovered, and it is time for him to come out and get some fresh air.

In Prince Gong's mansion, Nangong Yue, who was "invited" to be locked up by Xiao Zhan, sneezed suddenly.

"Ouch, my nose is itchy." Nangong Yue rubbed her nose.

"The weather is getting cold, so put on more clothes." Yu Prajna considerately handed him a cloak to put on.

"Prajna~You still care about me the most~"

Nangong Yue opened her arms and was about to hug Yu Prajna. The doting look on her face made Xiao Yun next to her tremble.

Ouch, Mr. Yue is usually very cold and indifferent to others, but when he comes to Yu Prajna, he turns into a clingy kitten, eager to hang on others.

Yu Prajna had long been accustomed to this scene, so she gently patted Nangong Yue's face and declined the hug.

Xiao Zhan was leisurely sipping hot tea, with a just-delivered letter spread out on the table.

This was sent by Jiang Xue, and it also came with a black package.

"What did Changle write?" Yu Prajna recognized Jiang Xue's handwriting at a glance, and the content of the letter was clear at a glance.

"I have a gift. I'd like to trouble you to go and deliver it to the Marquis of Anguo's mansion."

Xiao Zhan put down the tea cup, pointed to the cloth bag on the side, and said lightly: "Just say it was sent by Prajna Fang."

Recently, the key figures of the Shuoyue Sect have been scattered, and Xiao Zhan was ordered to clean up only those insignificant minions. In order to divert the attention of the Beiling Emperor from the Shuoyue Sect, he urgently needed a bait to disperse the court's concentrated offensive against the Shuoyue Sect.

Prajna Square happens to be an excellent choice.

Yu Prajna said nothing, knowing in his heart the purpose of Xiao Zhan's move. Shuoyue Sect was at the cusp of a storm, and if she wanted to take a breather, she couldn't think of any better way than taking this step.

Although she is the most suitable person to do this, Prajna Workshop is the place where she was raised after all. Even if she has established her own business now, she cannot do anything ungrateful.

That's why Jiang Xue chose Nangong Yue, who had a deep affection for Prajna. She was sure that Nangong Yue would agree immediately.

As expected, Nangong Yue only needed to meet Yu Prajna's eyes with one glance, and nodded readily: "Okay, I'll do it!"

"Uncle." Jiang Xue stepped into the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion and saluted gently to him.

This was the first time the two met in private after Zhenbeihou returned to Beijing. The blood connection made the two people's eyes wet when their eyes met. Jiang Xue's soft call made Zhenbei Hou's throat tighten even more.

"Changle, my child, you have suffered a lot these days."

In Zhenbei Hou's memory, Jiang Xue was still the six-year-old girl on Changle Mountain, innocent and unaware of the world.

Now, from the moment Emperor Qian agreed to send Changle over in exchange for mining rights, he realized that no matter how favored she was, as long as it involved interests, that group of cold-blooded people could use her as a bargaining chip.

Although she has lost her immaturity and has become calm, intelligent, and able to survive in Beilin, this transformation makes Lu Changfeng feel even more distressed about her. If she hadn't gone through so much hardship, who would be willing to change themselves to this point?

"Don't worry, uncle. I'm fine. Look, I'm standing in front of you safe and sound, right?"

When facing her relatives, she acts like a normal person and doesn't want them to worry about her, not to mention that the current situation is much better than before.

Jiang Xue couldn't remember how much time had passed since she last met her uncle.

"Okay, as long as you are good, that's better than anything else." Zhenbei Hou patted her on the shoulder, ordered to go down and prepare a table of sumptuous food, and invited her to have dinner with her.

"Good girl, from now on, with your uncle around, no one will dare to bully you!" Zhenbei Hou said as he kept putting food into Jiang Xue's bowl, and he didn't stop until her plate was almost piled up into a small mountain.

In the end, Lu Linyi smiled and held his father's hand, jokingly saying, "Dad, if you add more, Changle's face will be blocked by the food!"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere at the table was cheerful and warm.

After the meal, the three of them moved to the flower hall to drink tea and chat.

"Uncle, it's been so long since you've been back in Beijing, has the emperor summoned you?"

Jiang Xue and the father and daughter of Zhenbei Hou knew each other tacitly that the Emperor of Beiling specially recalled the generals from the frontier, and there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

All we can guess now is that the position of Grand Marshal is vacant and there is unrest in Beixi.

Other things are still unclear, and there is no news from Xiao Zhan.

The Marquis of Zhenbei nodded: "The emperor summoned me twice. Once he mentioned the matter of Taiwei Sun returning to the countryside and wanted to hear my opinion; the other time he mentioned the Beixi Incident."

"The Northern Xi Rebellion?" Jiang Xue's heart was filled with alarm. "Why did the emperor mention the Northern Xi Rebellion?"

"The Beixi Rebellion led to the change of the Beixi Crown Prince. The original crown prince was deposed and exiled. I heard that he escaped halfway and ran to Beiling. He gathered some remaining forces and wanted to ask for an audience with the emperor. With the help of our Beiling's power, he intended to take back the Beixi kingdom." The Marquis of Zhenbei frowned.

"Is the deposed crown prince planning to rebel and usurp the throne?" Jiang Xue realized the seriousness of the problem.

A deposed prince has lost his legal right of inheritance. If he still wants to sit on the throne, he has no other choice but to kill his father and usurp the throne!

"I have discussed this with the Emperor. This involves the succession to the throne of another country. This is a serious matter and cannot be taken lightly. The deposed crown prince has an extreme personality and acts without rules. Helping him is equivalent to making an enemy of the current Beixi.

Beiling and Beixi were allies. If it weren't for Beixi's help, how could Xichen be conquered so easily? If we turn against Beixi for a deposed crown prince, Beixi will join forces with Xichen to march north in the future. Their military strength will be too strong for us to resist!"

Zhenbeihou's position is very clear. He does not agree with helping Beixi depose the crown prince.

"But the Emperor doesn't seem to think so?"

When Jiang Xue saw him saying this, his brows were furrowed and his face was full of sorrow. She knew that the emperor's thoughts were probably contrary to his, otherwise he would be so worried.

The Marquis of Zhenbei nodded slightly: "The prince promised the emperor that once he helps him regain control of Beixi, Beixi will be Beiling's possession from now on, and he is willing to become Beiling's king with a foreign surname! This temptation, The emperor will inevitably be moved."