After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

They are a bunch of cunning people. Even if they are truly on the side of the Chen family, they are of no use to Zhizhi.

Fang Nanzhi didn't know, but Qingyan knew it very well.

After finishing the business, Qing Yan invited the little girl to a horse race.

Fang Nanzhi was full of fighting spirit, but Qin Yan just thought that the prince was shameless and bullying the little girl.

One has only recently learned to ride a horse, while the other is riding a horse as easily as drinking water. What's the difference?

But his sister was interested, and he couldn't stop her, so he had to join in.

The three of them were led to change into riding clothes. Fang Nanzhi didn't bring any, but the stable had prepared brand new ones, so it wasn't a problem.

After changing her clothes, the little girl came out wearing a bright red riding suit with a solid collar, revealing her fair neck, and above that was the girl's bright face.

Qing Yan and Qin Yan changed into black riding clothes.

Fang Nanzhi said disdainfully: "My mother said that no matter how beautiful your face is, you still have to dress up, otherwise it would be a waste."

You are so young, but you always wear black instead of bright colors. How ugly.

Qing Yan looked down, then looked at Qin Yan: "Maybe Brother Qin is not handsome enough?"

The implication is that he looks better in black than Qin Yan.

Qin Yan curled his lips and said, "No one can compare to His Highness's bravery and charisma, and the girls like him."

What this means is that Qing Yan is about to become the Crown Princess, yet he still comes out to attract attention.

Fang Nanzhi also thought of this and asked casually, "Your Highness, what kind of woman do you like? Well, no matter what kind, from a medical perspective, I suggest that you wait until you are eighteen before having children. It will be good for both adults and children."

There are so many concubines in the royal family, and many of them are pregnant. However, 20% of the concubines become pregnant but cannot give birth, and suffer miscarriages.

This is what Fang Nanzhi saw in the books collection of the Imperial Hospital and she summarized it.

Another 20% are born reluctantly, and the children are not in good health and die before the age of three.

In addition to the concubines in the harem harming each other, many of the incidents were caused by the concubines being too young and not of childbearing age.

Most of the concubines came from wealthy families, and after they became pregnant, there were nourishing foods in the palace, so giving birth was still as easy as that.

Not to mention the ordinary women outside.

If possible, she still hopes to improve the marriage customs and postpone the age of marriage.

Qing Yan turned around and stared at her with deep eyes.

"I don't plan to get married in the next two years."

Fang Nanzhi said with an 'I understand' expression: "Another one, just as clueless as my brother."

Qing Yan saw that she had misunderstood and it was difficult to explain, so he changed the subject.

"What's your basis for saying it's better to get pregnant at 18?"

"Of course there is, in the medical books..." Fang Nanzhi was about to give a long speech when he was interrupted.

"Perhaps, Zhizhi, you can write a memorial?" Qing Yan hinted.

"Ah? I'm not a court official, what's the point of writing a memorial?"

Qing Yan reminded: "You can give it to me."

Fang Nanzhi's eyes lit up. Yes, she couldn't give it to the emperor, but it would be convenient to give it to the prince.

There are some things that she cannot do because of her low status, but the prince can.

She nodded seriously, determined to write the memorial well.

Qin Yan frowned and said, "Your Highness, even though the seedlings are strong, they cannot withstand being pulled up to force them to grow."

"I don't know."

Qingyan is determined.

Qin Yan didn't say anything, but he still had to teach his sister a lesson afterwards.

As they were talking, the manager of the stable led out two sturdy white horses.

"This horse has a gentle temperament and is not slow, but it is rideable."

Qing Yan nodded.

Fang Nanzhi touched the horse's neck. The horse just snorted but didn't kick. She touched it twice soothingly and then jumped on the horse quickly and neatly.

He turned around and gave Qing Yan a smug look.

In the past, she wanted to learn how to ride a horse, but this man refused to teach her.

Qing Yan smiled and then got on the horse.

As for Qin Yan, he rode a pure black horse with hair as white as silk and looked very strong.

But somehow, Qin Yan felt something was strange when he saw the two people in front of him riding white horses and talking and laughing.

Feeling that the prince did it on purpose, he rode forward and inserted himself directly between the prince and his sister.

"Your Highness, you should run a lap to get familiar with dismounting before you compete."

"Okay." Qing Yan nodded, flicked the whip in the air, and the white horse immediately started running.

The three of them strolled around the racecourse and only after they had almost run in did the race officially begin.

As the command flag fell, Fang Nanzhi shouted "Go" and rushed out first.

The girl's hair was flying in the air, her face full of confidence and excitement.

Qing Yan was so engrossed in watching that he was left behind.

Qin Yan quickly caught up with his sister: "Zhizhi, be careful."

After saying that, the dark horse suddenly accelerated and passed her directly.

The Imperial College has riding classes, so of course his horsemanship must be better than his sister's.

Fang Nanzhi chased after him blindly, but after a while she realized something was wrong. She turned around and saw Qingyan following her.

"Qing Yan, you're not deliberately letting my brother win, are you? Don't worry, my brother can afford to lose."

Qing Yan was helpless, as this was a disadvantage of the little girl's young age.

Why should he go easy on Qin Yan? The only person he could go easy on was the little girl.

"Well, let him run half the distance first." Qing Yan's tone was calm, but very confident.

Fang Nanzhi felt that he was showing off, so she ignored him angrily.

Each and every one of them was a better rider than her, so she went back to ask her second uncle for some special help so that she could secretly surpass them.

Qing Yan noticed that the little girl was unhappy for some reason and was trying clumsily to find a topic to talk about.

"Zhizhi, are you adapting well after arriving in Beijing?"

Compared to the freedom in the village, there are many more rules in the capital.

Moreover, none of the little girl's friends were to be seen.

"It's okay." Fang Nanzhi thought carefully. He had been very busy since coming to Beijing and had not thought about whether he could adapt or not.

Seeing that Qingyan seemed to be in a good mood, she rolled her eyes and asked the question she had always wanted to ask since she knew Qingyan's identity.

"Your Highness, how does it feel to be the Crown Prince?"

Ever since he knew that his ordinary friend was actually the prince, Fang Nanzhi had also been fantasizing about it.

If she were also a prince... hehehe, she could eat a hundred dishes in one meal, find a group of brothers and sisters who can play the piano and dance for her, and she wouldn't even have to wipe her own butt after going to the toilet...

Qing Yan looked at the little girl and had no idea what she was thinking. She just giggled and thought she was cute.

"not bad?"

Qing Yan tried hard to think about what benefits of being a prince would interest the little girl.

"The royal chefs are all carefully selected. They all have their own specialties and can make whatever you want."

"The clothes were designed and sewn by an embroiderer from the palace. They look pretty good."

"The teachers who teach the crown prince are all very knowledgeable."

"You can have power and influence and accomplish what you want."

Fang Nanzhi was indeed very envious. Her family's life had only improved in the past few years. Before that, she still couldn't get enough to eat or wear warm clothes.

"Qing Yan, you must be a wise ruler."

Since you are supported by the people of the world, you should do something for the people.

"Okay, are you willing to help me?" Qing Yan looked sincere.

Fang Nanzhi nodded affirmatively.

"No problem, but my second uncle, my father, and my brother may be able to help you more."

She can't enter the court.

Qing Yan's lips curled slightly: "Zhizhi, there are ways for women to take power."