The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

"Why is the emperor so confused!?"

The emperor looked at the red-faced Grand Master Wen, with a calm smile still on his face: "Don't get angry, Grand Master, take care of your body and sit down."

Shangguan Liuyun hastily moved a chair to Taishi's side: "Taishi, please sit down."

Hearing that the grand master didn't even look at him, he took another step forward and said, "Your Majesty! You have just ascended the throne, and your foundation is not stable. You should do more to appease the king of Ji and try your best. The king of Ji is the commander-in-chief of the world. Even if you want to Cutting his military power should also be done step by step, how can it be so hasty? Now that King Ji has been annoyed, this...how can this be done?"

The emperor still smiled warmly: "Teacher, please don't get excited. The grand master is old, and it's sweltering hot today. Getting angry like this will hurt your health."

The grand master sighed: "The old minister heard that King Ji sent assassins into the palace to assassinate. Hundreds of eunuchs and maids died in the palace. The most dead were Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace. If the emperor and the queen mother were not in the palace, they happened to be not in the palace. Nei, now I am afraid... Your Majesty, call for peace! It is not wise to start a war with the King of Ji."

The emperor looked at Shangguan Liuyun with a smile: "What do you think of Shangguan Qing's family?"

Wen Taishi's complexion sank slightly, and he hummed lightly.

Shangguan Liuyun cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, what the Grand Master said is justified. No matter who wins or loses in this civil war, our court will suffer a great loss of strength. When the time comes when neighboring countries or foreign nations will attack, what should we do?"

Wen Taishi hurriedly echoed, "What Shangguan said is very true, Your Majesty..."

The emperor showed a troubled expression, and said: "But, even if I want to recruit peace, I'm afraid King Ji is not willing."

Wen Taishi said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as the Emperor trusts the old minister, the old minister is willing to be this lobbyist."

"Okay," the emperor sat up straight, and said with a smile, "the grand master is really loyal. But I am really worried about letting the old grand master go alone. How about letting Liu Yun go with the grand master?"

Shangguan Liuyun said happily: "This humble minister will definitely live up to his mission."

Although Grand Master Wen is unwilling, but he is afraid that the emperor will change his mind, so he can only thank him.

"Brother? Brother? Yang Yingjun!"

Yang Yingjun was taken aback, and looked up to see Yang Meili standing in front of him at some point, staring at him with a puzzled face, and said angrily, "Why are you here?"

"It's boring. It's a damn hot day. I haven't showered for two days. I feel like I smell like salted fish."

Yang Yingjun immediately showed a disgusted expression: "Then stay away from me."

Yang Meili rolled her eyes and said, "How much better do you think you are than me? You stink."

"Really?" Yang Yingjun raised his arm and smelled it, almost fainting from the smell on his body.

Yang Meili scratched her neck and said, "I don't know if there are fleas in this damn place. My body is itching to death. No, no, I have to take a bath today."

Yang Yingjun said: "How do you want to wash? Will you wash it for me? Or should I wash it for you?"

"Oh, I can't control that much anymore. Even if I close my eyes and jump into the river to soak, I'm willing."

Yang Yingjun's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right, why didn't I think of it? The military camp is stationed here, there must be a water source nearby. How about we go take a bath after dark?"

Yang Meili nodded excitedly: "Good idea. By the way, what were you thinking just now? You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't even hear me calling you."

Thinking of what he was pondering just now, Yang Yingjun frowned again: "I always thought this whole thing was weird, don't you think?"

Yang Meili sat down, resting her chin on one hand, and said, "Actually, I also feel this way, always feeling... that this happened too suddenly."

"You think so too, don't you? How could the emperor choose such a time to attack you? It's unreasonable! With the emperor's city, it's impossible to be so restless. Doing things so recklessly doesn't seem to care about the consequences at all. It's really not his style."

"Then why?"

"The empress dowager is also very strange, she and the emperor..." Seeing his sister's pure and clear eyes, Yang Yingjun hurriedly stopped talking.

Before, I always thought that the empress dowager's ambiguity was due to Yang Pianran's vacillating attitude between the emperor and the prince, but now it seems that it is not so simple.If she really loved Yang Pianran like her own daughter, how could she have incest with the man she likes?Also, the reason why the Empress Dowager wanted to match up the Yang family and the Ji family was because she knew that the Ji family was the emperor's internal support?But this doesn't make sense either!If the Empress Dowager really wanted to join forces with the emperor, why didn't she just let the Yang family attach herself to the emperor?Why so sneaky and sneaky?

"Hey! Yang Yingjun!" Seeing that he was just in a daze, Yang Meili couldn't help saying, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Yingjun blinked and came back to his senses: "There are many things I can't figure out, and I always feel that there are contradictions between clues."

"What's the matter? Why did you half-talk just now? What did you say about the queen mother and the emperor?"

Yang Yingjun was inexplicably guilty, and he finished the draft in his heart before saying: "The empress dowager and the emperor are clearly of the same mind, why do you pretend to be at odds with the emperor on the surface? Also, when I stayed in the palace as a hostage, Yang Qifeng went to Changle Seeing her in the palace, she could have spun a lie to lure the Yang family army to join the emperor and attack the King of Ji together, but she didn't do that, it's really puzzling."

Yang Meili said: "As you said before, she may have something in the hands of King Ji."

Yang Yingjun grabbed her arm all of a sudden: "What's the handle?"

Yang Meili said speechlessly, "How would I know?"

Yang Yingjun scratched his hair irritably: "Oh, I'm so annoying! If the two of us are the same as those written in the time-traveling novel, it would be great to have the memory of the deity."

Yang Meili smiled and said, "Then you can't be schizophrenic?"

"I think I'm about to split right now." Yang Yingjun "slapped" and threw himself on the table.

"Yang Yingjun, when did you say this matter was a problem? We shouldn't have to live this kind of life in fear for the rest of our lives, right? Shouldn't we be exhausted?"

"Who's calling us unlucky? It's not good to wear it on anyone, but it's on a prince who is self-respecting and wants to usurp the throne. This life is doomed to be peaceful from the very beginning."

Yang Meili followed and lay down on the table, saying with a distressed face: "Then you usurp the throne. If you become the emperor, I will be happy and at ease."

"Hey, figure it out, even if we succeed in usurping the throne, you, the prince, will be the emperor."

"Not necessarily? You can be the first female emperor in the ages."

"Title Wu Zetian?"

"Go away. Hahahahaha..."

Yang Yingjun looked at his old sister's pure and bright smile, as if infected, his heart warmed, he couldn't help reaching out to touch her head, and said: "Beautiful, you are just like now, you will always be carefree Just fine."

"No," Yang Meili sat up and said, "I've already thought about it, even if I can't help you, I can't hold you back. Starting tomorrow, I will also learn martial arts."

***

"Learn martial arts?"

Yu Chijing looked at the prince and then at the concubine, making sure that they were not joking, and said in astonishment: "Who doesn't know that the prince is strong in martial arts? Why would you want to learn martial arts from me?"

Yang Meili said: "But I don't even remember."

"..." Yu Chijing opened his mouth wide: "Ah?!"

Yang Yingjun coughed dryly, and said: "The thing is like this. The prince probably suffered from some intractable disease, and his memory has problems, so although he possesses peerless martial arts, he doesn't know how to use them, do you understand?"

Yu Chijing let out an "ah" in a daze.

"Is there any way for General Yuchi to... er... stimulate his... martial arts?"

"This..." Yu Chijing scratched the back of his head, and said with a sneer, "Your Highness, it's better to ask Wu Yao."

Yang Meili said: "But Wu Yao is recuperating now, I don't want to disturb him."

Yu Chijing said blankly: "But I just saw Wu Yao practicing sword in front of his tent."

The Yang brothers and sisters looked at each other: "What!?"

Sure enough, Wu Yao practiced his sword in front of his camp.Wearing white cloth clothes, his face was a little red from the sun, and beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of his nose. When he swung his sword, his eyes seemed to be filled with the sun, shining brightly.Sweeping thousands of troops with one stroke, his figure spun 360 degrees like a top, and the sky was full of dust, but his white clothes couldn't get a little bit of it.

The Yang brothers and sisters standing not far away were dumbfounded.

Yang Yingjun said blankly: "Oh my god, this is too handsome..."

Yang Meili swallowed her saliva, nodded and said, "It's so handsome!"

After practicing a set of sword skills, his body was sweating, when Wu Yao stopped to wipe off his sweat, he found the Yang brothers and sisters who were standing on the two wooden posts not far away, and hurried over: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty. "

Yang Yingjun looked sad: "You boy, you didn't teach me such a good sword technique!" After learning such a cool and handsome sword technique, how can there be a girl who can't get married?

Wu Yao was stunned: "Ah?"

Yang Meili suddenly jumped up and hugged him, screaming: "Oh, oh, I can't do it! You're so handsome! Decisively become a fan!"

Wu Yao: "..."

The three of them entered the tent and sat down to drink water.Yang Yingjun asked: "Didn't I let you recover from your injuries? Why did you get out of bed so quickly?"

Wu Yao said with a smile: "Physician Sun's medical skills are excellent, and there is no serious problem with his subordinates."

Yang Yingjun said: "It seems that the old man is still very sensible."

Wu Yao said: "The prince and the empress are here to look for me?"

"Ah, I almost forgot the business. It's like this. You also know that the prince has amnesia, so although he has unrivaled martial arts, he can't use it. Is there any way you can help him?"

Wu Yao glanced at Yang Meili, who was looking forward to the side, and pondered: "I can't guarantee it, but I can give it a try."

"It's good if you can try it." Yang Yingjun stood up and said, "Then you can stay here with Wu Yao and practice martial arts with him. I'm going to find General Yuchi."

Yang Meili smiled and said, "Okay."

Yang Yingjun heaved a sigh of relief and left Wu Yao's tent with ease, as if sending his daughter to a kindergarten teacher. He was about to go to the place where the soldiers were trained to find Yu Chijing, when he saw a person running towards him and said, "Yang Young master, where is the prince?"

Yang Yingjun said: "What's the matter?"

"Master Wen is here."

"..."