Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 153 Young General: It's getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already winter

"I sent someone to look for Mu Xueye. Yesterday, I received some news that she had been found. I can take good care of your health then."

Nangong Yunran nodded. She had been poisoned when she was young, and later drank so many medicines that were harmful to her body. Even if she stopped taking the medicine, her body had already accumulated a lot of toxins and was being dragged down.

Chang Qing asked her how she was doing in the palace recently, and she finally said, "Since I got engaged to you, the palace servants have been much more diligent than before, and they no longer cut corners. They also send me some of the fruits shipped from Jiangnan, but they are not as delicious as the ones you send."

"She recently made me a few sets of clothes and a few pieces of jewelry. They look nice, but the colors don't suit me."

Nangong Yunran's voice was very soft, as if it would break with the slightest touch.

She liked it so much, walking with the young man beside her on this road that seemed to have no end.

The boy listened to her talking about some trivial matters in life without any impatience on his face, and even responded with a few words.

She has never been greedy, she just wants to live a good life.

Now, she probably developed some greed.

The situation Nangong Yunran described was the same as Chang Qing had imagined. Those palace servants all ate according to the food they ate, so she usually showed extra concern for Nangong Yunran.

Chang Qing suddenly stopped and said, "I will be leaving the capital for a while. You should be careful when you are alone, especially pay attention to Nangong Qingyang. Ask your maid to follow you wherever you go, and don't go alone."

Nangong Yunran looked up at her, shocked by the news that she had to leave Beijing suddenly. She felt a little panicked, but when she saw Chang Qing's calm expression, she calmed down.

"Why so sudden? Where are you going?"

"I just received the news this morning that a plague broke out in Wancheng, refugees were rioting, and many bandits were looting. His Majesty ordered me to go and quell the rebellion."

Nangong Yunran’s face turned pale and he clenched his hands tightly.

It sounds nice to say that it is to quell rebellions and suppress bandits, but it is obvious that they want the person in front of them to die. The news of the outbreak of plague in Wancheng has been received in the capital for several days, and all the civil and military officials were terrified when they heard the news.

Plague is fatal.

She asked, "Did the court send other people to solve the plague problem?"

Chang Qing shrugged indifferently, with a somewhat nonchalant look on his face, and said, "No one wanted to go, and it just so happened that I had to go to quell the rebellion, so I took the initiative to ask the saint for permission, and took on the problem of the plague as well."

Nangong Yunran looked at the young man's fair face with a smile on it. She couldn't see clearly under the sunlight. She just felt her heart beating violently. All she could see was him.

She said in a daze: "You, they are clearly plotting against you."

"I know, but I don't have time to waste any more time. The people of Wancheng can't wait any longer."

A boy is a boy. He is not happy about the spring breeze, nor is he annoyed by the summer cicadas. He is not sad about the autumn wind, nor does he sigh at the winter snow. He is too lazy to notice the wealth around him, and he dares to face up to injustice, all because he is a boy.

Nangong Yunran slowly closed her eyes. Her young general! Such openness and frankness added color to her dead world and stirred up the calm spring water.

Chang Qing saw Nangong Yunran burst into tears unexpectedly, pretending not to care, and said lightly: "Good girl, don't cry yet, my life is strong, and the Black and White Impermanence dare not seduce me."

Her teasing was not very convincing, and instead made Nangong Yunran laugh out loud.

"General, you must come back alive. The people are important, and you are just as important."

"Don't worry, I will come back alive."

Finally, Chang Qing made this promise to Nangong Yunran.

Chang Qing went to Fu Yue Teahouse and walked straight to the second floor, where he saw Nangong Zhe sitting in front of the window looking at the street below. His eyes were so deep, as if they wanted to suck people's souls into them, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

"coming."

Nangong Zhe said this lazily, without turning around, and said with interest: "I have been observing the beggar below for a long time. Whenever those ladies pass by, he will walk up to them and kowtow continuously. Once he sees someone who is not easy to mess with, he will stay there honestly and try to reduce his presence."

"The beggar next to him received the money early, then happily went to buy some steamed buns, ate his fill and left."

After not hearing Chang Qing's voice for a long time, Nangong Zhe finally withdrew his gaze from the beggar and looked at the handsome young man at the other end of the table.

"You're going to Wancheng?"

Chang Qing hummed softly and stared at the waiter who was carrying something. To be more precise, he was staring at the food in the waiter's hand.

Since the last time, she and Nangong Zhe have inexplicably formed a tacit understanding.

The two would eat together but wouldn't chat much, and when the other one finished eating, he would take the initiative to pay the bill and the other would not stop him.

Nangong Zhe had no appetite at first, and wanted to talk to Chang Qing, but the young man didn't even look at him. He just stared at the bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The young man's posture was truly elegant, as if this place was not just an ordinary teahouse or restaurant, it instantly raised the level of the place.

Because he was used to being in the army, the boy was not as restrained as other young masters of noble families. His brows were relaxed, the corners of his eyes curved, and his slightly drunken lips slowly sucked the noodles into his mouth, chewing with his cheeks puffed out.

Nangong Zhe looked at the young man for a while and saw that he was eating so deliciously, so he waved his hand and asked the waiter to serve him a bowl of noodle soup.

He never liked eating outside, for fear that someone had poisoned it. Even the food he had eaten a few days ago was actually prepared and sent by the chef of the palace. Now, after taking a few bites, he found that this noodle soup was unexpectedly delicious.

"tasty."

Chang Qing glanced at him and said, "There are still many good things among the people. Since you have nothing to do anyway, it would be good to try more and see the world."

Nangong Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly. As a prince, and the one who is most likely to ascend the throne, what delicacies has he not tasted? He still needs to see the world.

In fact, Changqing and Nangongzhe were not on the same channel on this topic.

Being willing to see all living beings, seeing all living beings at different times and places, the so-called world is just one side of the world that people can see.

Neither of them disputed this issue, and both of them were generally aware that it would not produce any results, not to mention that it was meaningless in itself.

After Nangongzhe finished his noodle soup, he looked at Changqing with a smile in his eyes: "Wancheng is not as simple as you think. The water inside is very deep. If the general is willing, this prince is willing to learn from Zhou Gong to spit out food and welcome the general at any time."

"If you say that, people who don't know would think that the Second Prince wants to offer himself to me." Chang Qing put down his chopsticks, his tone nonchalant and teasing.

Nangong Zhe didn't take her ridicule to heart at all. Instead, he raised his head and laughed.

He laughed until tears came out, and then he relaxed. His voice was unusually gentle as he said slowly, "If I can win your heart, I will offer myself to you."

As he spoke, he suddenly moved closer to Chang Qing.

But before he could react, Chang Qing's hand suddenly pressed on his face and pushed him back.

"Stay away from me. I have trypophobia and I don't like to be close to people with ulterior motives."

The scene was silent for a few seconds, or maybe longer.

The servants brought by Nangong Zhe all lowered their heads, not daring to look again. Their hearts inevitably began to beat with fear, and they broke into a cold sweat for this young man.

Everyone knew that the Second Prince didn't like physical contact with others. But now that slender, white hand was pressed on the Second Prince's face so carelessly, and even looked very disgusted. Everyone was shocked, as if they were dreaming.

Last time, someone accidentally touched the second prince's arm and broke his hand.

Just when everyone thought Nangong Zhe was about to get angry, Nangong Zhe's eyes became sharp, as if they had blown away the frost and snow outside the Great Wall. He looked at Changqing solemnly for a few seconds, and then became thoughtful.

Chang Qing didn't care what he thought, but said directly: "Lend me your sign."

"Why should I lend it to you?" Nangong Zhe sat down silently.

Chang Qing chuckled, his eyes and eyebrows were wanton, as if he saw the blood coming from the sky and the endless killing under the broad daylight, mixed with the bitter ice and snow of the cold winter, which made people tremble.

"You don't want Wancheng's affairs to be associated with you, Nangongzhe. It's you who needs me, not me. You'd better be clear about your attitude."

Nangong Zhe also gave Changqing his badge very neatly. What this man said was right, he did need help, but he didn't expect that it was the other party who brought it up first.

He was indeed deeply involved in the affairs of Wancheng, and it was even related to old events from more than ten years ago. Nangong Qing had taken great pains to set up the trap, just waiting for him to get involved.

It was they who pushed Changqing to go to Wancheng.

Watching Chang Qing take the badge and leave without saying a word, Nangong Zhe smiled helplessly.

"This guy is really annoying. He could have waited for me to ask him for help so as to get more from me, but he was so dismissive."

Princess Qingyang walked out slowly, and looked at the young man's back as he left. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. After a while, she said very calmly, "Second brother, do you trust him so much?"

In fact, Princess Qingyang already had the answer in her mind as soon as she asked the question.

As expected, Nangong Zhe's voice fell with decisiveness.

"letter!"

"Qingyang, Xu Jinhuan is different from all of us. If the incident from more than a decade ago were to be exposed, and the truth about the late queen being involved in witchcraft were to be revealed, it would probably cause the king to be furious, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of people would be in jeopardy. Xu Jinhuan would not watch so many innocent lives get involved."

Princess Qingyang sat in the place where Changqing had sat before, with an elegant posture, lowering her eyes and smiling softly: "Yes, after that incident was exposed, no one got anything good. It just depends on how to plan it so that it can be most beneficial to us. I'm afraid Nangong Qing has been eyeing it for a long time."

Her face was enchanting and aggressive, and her every move was confident and dignified. Even when she was next to Nangong Zhe, her aura was not inferior to his.

"Wancheng is so lively, I want to join in."

"Why, are you still thinking about Xu Jinhuan?" Nangong Zhe looked at her meaningfully.

Princess Qingyang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it's a pity that he seems to be unable to see me. No matter how much I do, it will not be in his eyes."

Nangong Zhe did not comment. He had seen everything Princess Qingyang had done these days and had no objection. He even expressed strong support.

If Qingyang could be with Xu Jinhuan, it would be a great thing for him.

Princess Qingyang's infatuation could turn even the most cold-blooded person into a tenderhearted person. But in that person's eyes, such a noble beauty was no different from a stone, and he was even unwilling to take another look at her.

Nangong Zhe said indifferently: "He loves Nangong Yunran, you should find a way to solve it. The fifth sister is in poor health, so it is normal for her to have some bumps and bumps and have accidents."

He had no feelings for Nangong Yunran. If it weren't for the engagement, his sister's face would have long been blurred in his mind. Now that he was taking advantage of her, he didn't feel any guilt.

Princess Qingyang hesitated for a moment and thought of her weak and fragile sister.

"She won't live long anyway, so let her live for a few more years. After all, it's time for the young marquis to get married. The two of them, one quiet and the other active, complement each other. They are a match made in heaven."

The reason for taking action against Nangong Yunran was naturally not just because of the man, but more because of the interests and the temptation of the throne.

The last time Nangong Zhe went to see Nangong Yunran, Nangong Yunran was spitting blood from his mouth. He was sick and confused and kept talking in his sleep. The imperial physician stayed by his side for several days and nights before he was able to save him.

For some reason, he always felt that this sickly sister, who seemed harmless and simple, like a dodder, always made him a little uneasy.

"The Fifth Imperial Sister witnessed the drowning of Fu Lai in the palace of Concubine An. At this critical moment, I don't want to cause any trouble. I have asked someone to increase the dosage of the medicine. With her health, she probably won't be able to survive this winter."

Princess Qingyang raised her eyebrows in surprise. She didn't expect that Nangong Yunran was involved in that matter.

Concubine An was the most favored concubine in the past. She became pregnant with the emperor's child less than half a year after entering the palace. Unfortunately, she had an affair with a guard in the end, attempting to disrupt the royal bloodline, and was sentenced to death.

Her mind turned and she figured out everything. Fu Lai said he committed suicide out of fear of punishment, but now he has been silenced.

She smiled softly: "Second brother, this place is not far from the princess's mansion, do you want to go to the mansion for tea?"

"Alright."

Nangong Zhe stood up and was stopped by the waiter as he walked out of the teahouse.

"My dear, you haven't paid the bill yet."

Nangong Zhe was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that when Changqing left, he told the waiter to pay the bill.