Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

After the death knell rang, the Queen asked the eunuch to come in and help Her Majesty change into new clothes, while the Crown Prince went to deal with the affairs of the court officials. Jiang Li was unable to handle both tasks, so he could only let Mo Yuan follow the Crown Prince, while he stayed beside the Queen to protect her.

Mo Yuan followed the prince, emitting cold air that made people afraid to get close to him. The prince glanced at him and said helplessly, "General Mo, you are not happy with me for not letting you meet the imperial sister."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Yu wondered what he didn't understand.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and said unhappily: "Okay, when I finish dealing with things here, I will take you to see the imperial sister. That's it, right? You two have been together less and apart more since you got married."

"By the way, where has Li'er been recently? She looked so hurried back that she didn't seem to be in the capital."

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered and he shook his head: "Your Highness, I don't know."

Jiang Yu was full of disbelief when he heard this: "Impossible, how much the imperial sister trusts you, how could I not know? You must know, but you just don't want to say it. Humph, Mo Yuan, I misjudged you."

"...!!"

The atmosphere between the monarch and his subject was very harmonious, without any formality.

The night gradually darkens

There were constant sobbing in the mourning hall.

Jiang Li knelt on the palm-leaf fan and felt as if his knees were about to hurt. Life in ancient times was really terrible. Before going down to the emperor's mausoleum, they had to keep vigil and could not do anything else.

Otherwise, those civil servants would definitely say something disrespectful.

I’m hungry. I’m so hungry. I’m almost starving to death.

Help!

Jiang Li's head was dizzy, and he was numb as he burned paper money, listening to the ministers' wailing, and all he could think about was braised pig's trotters, braised pork, three-happiness dumplings, and lion's head...

When someone patted his shoulder gently, he felt a little impatient and said unhappily, "Go away. Don't pat me to death. I don't want to reunite with my father."

"My beautiful dream was ruined by someone else. How annoying."

A familiar whisper came to my ear: "Madam, what are you doing?"

When Jiang Li heard the voice, his body froze and he turned his head to look over: "Um, A Yuan, why are you here?"

Mo Yuan knelt beside her and pointed at himself: "I am the consort of the emperor. There were also civil officials who disagreed. After my kind words of persuasion, they worried that my wife would be too sad, so they asked me to come over."

Good advice?

It was probably the use of force. Those civil officials always acted as if rules were above everything else. It was impossible for them to let him go. I think they must have used some tricks. Who cares? It's better to kneel together than to kneel alone.

"A Yuan, let's chat, or I'll fall asleep."

Mo Yuan hummed, turned his back to the civil and military officials, quietly took out the oil paper bag from his arms, stuffed it into her arms, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "I brought you a roast chicken, eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Li looked at him with shining eyes, sniffed, and said with a touched look: "A Yuan, you treat me better than my father does. It's great to marry you. I'm hungry now, so eating a whole cow won't be a problem."

...In fact, it might be better not to compare him with Your Majesty!

There was a chicken drumstick in front of him. Mo Yuan looked over and met those watery eyes. His heart softened: "It's okay. I'm not hungry. You can eat it. If it's not enough, I'll get more later."

Jiang Li blinked and asked obediently, "Where did you get it? The ministers in the imperial kitchen can't enter. Ah Yuan wouldn't steal it, would he?"

Mo Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and touched her head, and said helplessly: "It's nothing, don't think too much, this is the order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If you really follow the rules, you will not be able to bear the lack of food in the past few days."

"There's no need to stick to those rules. Just hide it from others. When His Majesty was alive, my wife didn't obey. Now that he's dead, there's no need to wrong yourself."

"Oh, that's right. I haven't eaten for a whole day. I'm really making things difficult for myself. I'm really stupid."

Mo Yuan looked at her lovingly. Seeing that she was eating happily, he took out a handkerchief with rice cakes wrapped in it from his arms, stuffed it into her hand, and whispered, "Eat something if you are hungry. I have to accompany His Highness later, so I may not be able to stay by your side all the time."

"By the way, I heard that you have been sleepy lately, but what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Li thought for a moment and shook his head: "I'm not feeling unwell anywhere. I can eat and sleep well, but I just sleep a little more than before. Why do you suddenly ask this? Don't worry, I'm as strong as an ox, nothing's wrong."

After he finished his meal in a few bites, he wanted to get up and leave, but the sudden dizziness made Jiang Li unsteady on his feet. If Mo Yuan hadn't reached out to support him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Jiang Li shook his dizzy head and closed his eyes: "What's going on? I've been feeling really dizzy lately."

Mo Yuan's face changed. "You've been feeling dizzy lately. Let's go to the imperial physician to see if there's anything wrong with your body. Your husband will carry you there."

He bent down, picked the person up, and walked out of the hall.

The civil servant stood up and tried to stop them, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Your Highness Princess is always willful and reckless. Are you going to leave while His Majesty is guarding the body? If His Majesty knew about this, I wonder how disappointed he would be."

Jiang Li was dizzy and could barely see clearly. Hearing this, he sneered, "Why, I don't know if the emperor will be disappointed. You are an outsider and you still need to talk nonsense. I might as well send you to see the emperor."

"As for you, go ask the emperor if he will be disappointed."

“…This is not right!!”

"You are talking a lot of nonsense. You don't need to say anything more. As a minister, you are using chicken feathers as a token of authority. Since you are so loyal to your father, you should go with him."

The civil servant was so irritated that his eyes turned red. He turned his head to look at the pillar and was about to crash into it. Other civil officials wanted to stop him, but Jiang Li glared at him and shouted in a low voice: "Lord Liu is sincere and wants to accompany his father. Don't stop him."

Jiang Li raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at him with a half-smile: "Master Liu, please continue. Now no one can stop you from showing your loyalty. How great! Go ahead and bump into him. Why don't you bump into him?"

Liu Qingshan was so ashamed and angry that he closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

Mo Yuan called softly, "Zhuiyun, drag Lord Liu out and let the imperial physician treat him. He is stupid enough already, but don't let him get even more stupid by breaking his brain. I'm afraid we need to replace him in this position."

"Yes, Master, I will do it right away."

The civil officials looked at each other and watched them leave without saying a word.

Mo Yuan took the person directly to the Imperial Hospital and found Lin Yuanpan. His eyes were full of worry: "Lin Yuanpan, what's wrong with the princess? She has a poor appetite recently and doesn't eat as much as before. Is there something wrong with her body?"

"... This, after I feel your pulse, you will know naturally."

"Princess, please give me your hand so I can feel your pulse."

Jiang Li cooperated obediently and explained in a low voice: "Actually, it's not that exaggerated. I just feel dizzy easily recently. I feel hungry when I say I'm hungry, and I lose my appetite immediately when I say I don't want to eat."

"I'm also much more emotionally sensitive. When I saw my father's coffin, I felt a little depressed and uncomfortable. This might be the reason why I lost my appetite. It's not a big deal."