Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Half a month later, Mei Ruohai returned from Huaizhou.

According to the information Lao Mu obtained from eavesdropping, Yu Xiaoqiao had a general understanding.

The scheme to trap the brothel owner, brainwash Liu Chen'er into becoming Gao Banxian, and the purchase of a mansion and money for Liu San... were all secretly arranged by Lu Huaizhou, the magistrate of Huaizhou.

Lu Huaizhou, a student of the Grand Tutor.

All expenses were paid for by the wealthy Zhen family. It was said that in Haojing City, the Zhen family's wealth was second only to the Si family.

The details are unknown, but we only know that Liu Chen'er escaped over the wall at night. Less than half a year later, Lu Huaizhou was executed for corruption.

After Liu Chen'er left, Yu Xiao invited the whole family to eat hotpot to celebrate.

During the dinner, the two ladies repeatedly praised Yu Xiaoqiao for her great contributions, which made her feel very embarrassed, as if they had organized the event specifically to ask for rewards.

A few days later.

Yu Chuwan handed Yu Xiaoqiao an exquisite invitation, inviting her to attend the poetry reading.

Yu Chuxiao held Lao Mu in his arms and shouted that he wanted to go too.

Ever since Lao Mu found the ring buckle, Yu Chuxiao has treated it as a treasure, carrying it wherever he goes and feeding it with meat and wine every meal.

I saw the invitation, made of water-rippled paper fumigated with precious incense. Yu Xiaoqiao sighed inwardly at the elegant taste of ancient literati.

On the Purple Butterfly Terrace in Nanfu, there are some mountain flowers blooming. I send my affectionate and distant fragrant garden to you, whether it is sunny or rainy...

Daxin has been established for nearly a hundred years. It has a strong national strength, an open-minded folk customs, and the emperor is fond of poetry... From the royal family to the common people, everyone loves to organize poetry gatherings.

This poetry meeting was hosted by Princess Heshuo.

The empress was born to the emperor, was sixteen years old, was very favored by the emperor, loved poetry, and held several poetry performances every year.

Because he was good friends with Yu Chuwan, he invited Yu Xiaoqiao.

Yuanxiang Garden is a garden outside the Heshuo Princess Palace, built at the foot of Zidietai Mountain.

It is a perfect place to enjoy the spring scenery.

Two exquisite carriages stopped at the gate of Yuanxiang Garden. The three people got off the carriages, talking and laughing. The maids and servants got off the carriage behind them and followed closely.

Yu Xiaoqiao dressed up carefully, Yu Chuwan wore gorgeous clothes, and although Yu Chuxiao was holding an old man, he was a handsome young man.

Lao Mu's pair of dog eyes lingered on the girls.

Damn it, DC!

Led by the servant, the three men came to an open grassland surrounded by lush trees with some cattail mats scattered under the shade of the trees.

Not far away, there were several tables filled with fruits and cakes.

The two children surrounded Yu Xiaoqiao and said as they walked: "This is Liu Ziqi, the son of the first-rank official Liu Situ, this is Zhang Linger, the daughter of the Zhongshu Ling, this is..."

Seeing Yu Chuwan and her group from afar, Princess Heshuo walked forward and greeted Yu Xiaoqiao warmly.

"I always heard Wan'er say that I have a great sister. Today, I finally get to see her!"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Yu Chuwan and smiled meaningfully.

Yu Chuwan blushed, "I mean, sister can do anything!"

"Sister Qiao, father has arranged for you to marry Brother Wenming. You are so lucky! He is the dream man of thousands of girls. But..." Princess Heshuo looked very proud and pretended to be mysterious.

"But, what?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked curiously.

Princess Heshuo chuckled: "It's just that I don't like women. From childhood to adulthood, if a woman gets close to me, I will..."

She suddenly stopped talking and shouted to a tall figure, "Third Brother! Third Brother!"

Wang Yan!

It's him!

Yu Xiaoqiao recognized the old friend at first sight and was shocked, but she remained expressionless.

"Sister Qiao, Wan'er, this is my third brother Li Lingyan, who just returned to Beijing. This is Yu Chuwan, the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Yu. This is her sister, Yu Xiaoqiao." Princess Heshuo introduced generously.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled slightly, and thought to herself: What a good Wang Yan, a fake name indeed! She said softly: "The Third Prince, his name is just like his personality, he is dashing and romantic!"

"You're welcome! Prime Minister Yu, you're so lucky!" Li Lingyan heard Yu Xiaoqiao's dissatisfaction and responded politely.

Li Lingyan is the third son of the current emperor and the empress's legitimate son.

Seventeen years ago, the army was approaching, the emperor suddenly fell seriously ill, and the queen was about to give birth. Under internal and external troubles, the eldest son was born out of wedlock and appointed as the crown prince.

Half a month later, many cities fell and Daxin was in danger.

At the critical moment of life and death, Yu Xiaoqiao's mother Mei Qingman entered the palace without imperial order and had a secret conversation with the emperor all night.

No one knew what the two talked about or what they did afterwards. All we knew was that half a month later, the crisis was resolved. The emperor recovered miraculously. The queen gave birth to a legitimate prince.

Daxin, despite the adverse situation, rose rapidly in a few years and became the most powerful country in the world.

From then on, the emperor regarded the third prince as the lucky charm of the new dynasty.

The third prince has been intelligent since childhood, and is proficient in both civil and military affairs. The emperor favors him very much.

When he was twelve years old, he encountered an extremely dangerous but unfounded assassination attempt.

The emperor sent the young Li Lingyan to a distant fiefdom.

Last year, the queen became ill due to missing her son and could not get up. A few days ago, he was summoned back to Beijing.

The poetry reading officially begins.

Everyone has taken their seats. Yu Chuwan sits next to Princess Heshuo, Yu Xiaoqiao sits with Li Lingyan, and Yu Chuxiao sits aside, holding Lao Mu.

"Of course! You didn't even say hello and there was no news from me, so I had to look for you all over the capital, fearing that you would be kidnapped by robbers again?" Li Lingyan leaned towards Yu Xiaoqiao unintentionally and whispered.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked innocent, shrugged and explained in a low voice.

"I didn't disappear on purpose, nor did I conceal anything. I had a near-death experience and my brain was bruised. I only remember my name was Yu Xiaoqiao. I didn't know I had a father who was a prime minister."

"So, I blamed you wrongly? I want to apologize to you?" Li Lingyan glanced at her and deliberately acted unhappy.

In fact, Li Lingyan was very happy. She had been missing for a month, and he had sent countless people to search for her.

"It's not your fault. You made up a fake name to fool people!" Yu Xiaoqiao seized the opportunity and fought back.

"Now, you are the prime minister's daughter. Do you not have to pay back the money for saving your life?" Li Lingyan said jokingly with a smile on his face.

Yu Xiaoqiao's greedy nature was immediately revealed, and she said anxiously.

"That won't work! The Prime Minister's daughter is also a human being. She also eats grains and needs money to support herself! Besides, she is the Third Prince, a descendant of a royal family. Her life is very valuable! I can't give her less!"

"Here! When I go back, I will live frugally, cut back on my expenses, and save this life-saving money for Miss Yu!" Li Lingyan pretended to be pitiful and said with a smile.

The two of them were talking at the same time.

Without noticing, Yu Chuwan was looking at the third prince with an infatuated look on her face.

He didn't even notice that Si Wenming in the far corner was also staring at Yu Xiaoqiao and Li Lingyan.

Today, I wrote a poem with the theme of "One Thing".

Soon, several poems were produced, and the young masters who volunteered to recite them aloud.

Yu Meiren: The Autumn Moon Breaks the Heart

The past events of the worldly world flash through my mind, I drink a glass of wine to remember the past months. When will the croaking of frogs stop? If they continue to croak, I will be troubled and worried.

The cool autumn comes without waiting for the silver threads to rise, and suddenly it turns into a downpour. It’s okay to be drunk for a while, because it’s always better than being heartbroken when you sober up.

Along with the shouts of "good", sad and sorrowful poems came.

Looking at the youthful faces of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, all of whom were forcing themselves to express their sorrow in order to compose new poems, Yu Xiaoqiao could not help but chuckle.

“如此，悲爱断肠诗！你笑这大声，小心挨揍，我可不救你！”李凌琰翻余小乔一白眼，低声道。