Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Since she came of age, there has been an endless stream of court ladies coming to Fengyi Hall in Changle Palace. Portraits of young masters from various families have been placed in front of Jiuli for her to choose from. Even when she goes out, she can run into a few idiots, and there are quite a few who have connections in the palace.

"Princess," Meiruo came forward with the post in her hand.

"Hmm?" Jiuli, who was playing with the pendant around her waist out of boredom, tilted her head and raised her hand to take the post from Meiruo's hand.

"The palace selection is held every three years. Your Majesty intends to choose a husband for the second princess." Mei Ruo stepped forward, her face slightly cold when she spoke of the second princess.

"Prepare the carriage to leave the palace." There was a playful smile on his face.

"Yes." Mei Ruo bowed and turned to give orders.

The carriage made of golden nanmu wood is extremely luxurious. The golden jade bells hanging in front of it tinkle, and the red soft gauze sways in the wind. The horse driving the carriage is a scarlet divine horse, wearing a bronze mask.

After her coming-of-age ceremony, she no longer lived in Changle Palace, but instead set aside a separate courtyard in the northeast corner of the inner court, with three entrances and three exits. Emperor Cheng'an personally bestowed the word "Wuyou" on the palace, so it was also called Wuyou Palace.

In front of the Peony Manor, Princess Lin of Beijing, who was not born into a prominent family, was standing in the cold wind waiting with her three-year-old child, and behind her were the young ladies who had come to the banquet.

After the wild horses neighed and stopped, the wheels started to roll, and a vermilion carriage arrived, escorted by armored guards.

"Your humble servant Lin wishes the Princess of Yan good health."

"Your humble servant wishes the Princess of Yan all the best, may the Princess be well and safe."

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Meiruo got off first, standing with her hands hanging down. A wrist as white as jade was stretched out from the carriage, with a red and blue peach blossom bracelet on the wrist and an ink-black long skirt with twelve chapters and wide sleeves.

"No thanks. It's me who is late." His tone was lazy.

"It's not too late, please come in, Princess." Lin raised her lips and smiled habitually. She just cleaned it briefly and then lowered her head.

"Your Majesty, your humble sister greets you." The second princess who arrived later looked at the vermilion carriage and said in a low voice, lowering her head.

Without even glancing at the Second Princess, he walked towards the Peony Manor, surrounded by ladies from various families.

"I heard that the Luo River was raging and all the surrounding farmland was submerged, so I held a banquet," said Lin as she walked up to Jiuli.

"Madam is kind-hearted." Jiuli's eyes flickered, "Mei Ruo took the three thousand taels of silver notes, which is also a token of my appreciation."

"Your Highness the Princess would like to thank Her Highness on behalf of the people of Luo City." Three thousand taels is not a small amount. Could it be Your Majesty?

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects. Do I need your thanks? Could it be that Prince Beijing has any rebellious intentions?" With a half-smile, he tilted his head, his eyes sharp and cold.

Lin's face turned pale instantly and her lips trembled.

"Royal sister, Princess Beijing is just too happy. After all, Luo City is the fiefdom of Prince Beijing." The second princess advised.

Her eyes turned. As the daughter of Concubine Yue, the second princess was definitely not as weak and soft as she seemed. Could it be that her father was going to take action against Prince Beijing? He was the nephew of her mother. Her eyes were cold and grim.

"Yes, I'm just worried about my husband." She didn't respond to the second princess' words, as she was keenly aware of the undercurrents.

The Peony Manor is a typical royal garden, where all the peonies in the world are raised. They have different expressions and beautiful looks, competing with each other in beauty. But now, except for the ladies living among them, no one is paying attention to them. With just two words, Lin felt that she was trapped in a whirlpool.

"What are you afraid of? You are the queen mother's sister-in-law. What can I do?" Jiuli chuckled, picked a red peony in full bloom, and inserted it diagonally on Lin's head.

Lin didn't move at all during the whole process, allowing Jiuli to put the red flower on her finger. Her body was stiff and she pursed her lips.

"Princess, you are joking. I dare not." The prince meant that he would not participate in the fight for the throne. After all, the position of crown prince has been decided.

"Hmm?" He ignored Lin and walked into the middle of the peonies.

"Second Princess, you don't have to waste your time with me. You'd better try to appease His Majesty." Lin's face turned cold. Did he really think that she couldn't hear what he meant just now?

If she really followed the Second Princess' words, she would offend the Eldest Princess and His Majesty the Crown Prince behind her!

The Prince Beijing’s Mansion is not far from destruction!

"If Prince Beijing really didn't want the credit for following the emperor, he wouldn't have boarded Master Zhu's ship." The second princess changed her cowardly attitude and showed her edge, "Is your child the prince's man?"

"I don't know what the Second Princess is talking about. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Lin's face did not change at all, but she was shocked. It seemed that 80% of the Zhu family and Concubine Yue's manpower were in the hands of the Second Princess, otherwise she would definitely not know.

Jiuli blends perfectly among the many ladies in the garden.

"The Japanese palace invites you all to a gathering at the princess's residence." Jiuli saw Meiruo coming, stood up and left first.

"Farewell, Her Royal Highness the Princess." Then he continued to look at the sea of ​​flowers.

He stepped onto the carriage, which had a low-key interior decoration. White tiger skin was spread on the soft couch at the back, a gold and jade incense burner was burning with a faint fragrance, the table was fully stocked with snacks, and luminous pearls were hung on the four corners.

"What's wrong?" he asked coldly, leaning back on the soft silk pillow.

"His Majesty summons you." Meiruo lowered her eyebrows. She didn't want to see you either.

"Take me to see the princess's mansion tomorrow." Even the stones in the palace can talk, so there is a lot she can do about the princess's mansion.

"Well, Eunuch Su said that the Crown Prince and His Majesty are not on good terms." Of course, these couldn't have been Eunuch Su's original words. She heard them while kneeling beside him to pour tea for the princess.

"So what? Father will not give up the crown prince. As for the other brothers? The eldest prince is a reckless man, the third prince only cares about growing taller, and the fourth prince is a waste," he said easily.

Meiruo wanted to cover her ears after hearing this. She knew nothing. Although His Majesty doted on the princess, he would never allow her to hold power, except to assist her.

"If you have anything else to say, let's talk about it together." Just looking at him hesitantly was enough. Should she change to a senior palace maid?

"The Fourth Prince has been in contact with the former members of the Zhu family, and the Fuqiang Kingdom is attacking again. The Minister of Revenue seems to be a remnant of the previous dynasty." Meiruo lowered her voice for fear that others would hear.

"Just wait and see. This father of mine is not someone you can easily fool." He probably knows everything.

"Here," he peeled the orange deftly.

The vermilion carriage stopped directly in front of the gate of Jianzhang Palace, and from a distance a young eunuch ran quickly inside to deliver messages.

"Let her in." Emperor Cheng'an looked the same as he did six years ago, only a little more mature and unparalleled in handsomeness.

He had a pair of peach blossom eyes that looked affectionate at even dogs, and a handsome face. He did not look like an emperor ruling the world. Instead, he was elegant and easy-going. When he heard his precious daughter coming in, the fake smile on his face faded, and he became a little more sincere, but not much.

Six years ago, Emperor Cheng'an would have asked the crown prince to review unimportant memorials, but now he is only wary of the crown prince he personally nurtured. As for raising another son to challenge him? Forget it.

"My son meets my father. What did he call me here for? I'm having a great time at Peony Manor and have made some good friends." The voice came over before the person came in.

Lively and smart, with a bit of righteous complaints.

"You naughty boy, is it still Daddy's fault?" Emperor Cheng'an said unhappily, "You will leave the palace and start your own household in a few days. Daddy has prepared 300,000 taels of silver for you and you will be supported by the imperial court."

"Then the child would like to thank Father," his eyes lit up.