The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

"Your Highness will be protected and will not be put in any danger."

The gurgling sound of the pool water below could be heard in the pavilion. Jiang Jiaoyun's solemn and determined look made Liang Chongyue's eyes soften.

"This is a test for Minglang, and also an opportunity for you to improve. I know you have great ambitions in your heart, and bringing honor to your family is not something that only men can do."

Prime Minister Jiang has many students all over the world, and he has his own bitter melons. His two sons are of average talent, but among his grandchildren, Jiang Jiaoyun has been outstanding since childhood and was raised by Prime Minister Jiang.

Liang Chongyue still remembered that when she was canonized as the Crown Princess, Prime Minister Jiang was still old-fashioned and could not accept her canonization, nor could he accept that she would ascend the throne and become the new emperor of Daxia in the future.

A person's deeply rooted thoughts cannot be easily changed. If there is any grandchildren of Prime Minister Jiang who can compare with Jiang Jiaoyun, based on Liang Chongyue's understanding of Prime Minister Jiang, he will not keep Jiang Jiaoyun by his side.

Fortunately, Jiang Jiaoyun worked hard and was able to seize every opportunity to climb up and gain a firm foothold in the Jiang family. If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Jiaoyun will be the next head of the Jiang family.

His Majesty's words touched Jiang Jiaoyun's heart. Jiang Jiaoyun had worked hard and studied like crazy for so many years just because she didn't want the Jiang family to be buried in her generation. Even though her father and brothers didn't understand, she had her own ideals and pursuits in her heart.

She was born in an era when women could change their destiny by taking imperial examinations. This was a gift from God to her. Her grandfather was the head of the civil service, but none of the men in the family could support the Jiang family, so she had to do it.

The fan was waving gently, and the breeze was blowing gently. Liang Chongyue looked at the girl in front of him with gentle eyes and eyebrows.

The girl looks like the white lotus blooming in the pond in her mother's backyard, but her eyes are as firm as a rock. It is worth it for Prime Minister Jiang to have such an outstanding granddaughter in his life.

"I have a few registered pills here. Minglang has already eaten them. You can divide the rest among you."

Jiang Jiaoyun had seen the familiar white jade porcelain bottle many times in the palace over the years. When they were seriously injured during martial arts training, the ointment sent by His Majesty was always packed in a white jade porcelain bottle. The only difference was the size of the porcelain bottle.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Although the small country in the Western Regions is not worthy of being a rival of Da Xia, there will be sacrifices as long as there is a battlefield. Liang Chongyue really can't bear to part with these little girls.

They and Minglang have a friendship that they grew up with. Even if she can't be with Minglang in the future, they are still there. Sometimes the friendship between girls can shake the world.

Jiang Jiaoyun opened the porcelain bottle and poured out the pills inside. There was just one pill for each of them. Without hesitation, Jiang Jiaoyun stuffed one into her mouth. It was the same familiar pill as before, melting in her mouth without even needing water.

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early, and share the remaining few with them tomorrow."

Liang Chongyue came here today just for this matter. She saw the hesitation clearly shown by her when she asked Jiang Jiaoyun and the others to accompany her.

These people have accompanied Minglang for most of his life from birth to now, and they are different to Minglang.

But this is all she can do. She has taken great pains to train them for so long, and they learn almost whatever they are told to learn. She is not training them to be ladies from a noble family.

They also need this opportunity to prove to the world that they are strong enough to stand by Minglang.

It is also to open up a more difficult road for women all over the world.

As long as there are predecessors who have walked this path, even if it is a bloody path covered with thorns, she believes that countless women will follow in their footsteps and widen this path.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully bid you farewell."

Liang Chongyue stood up and left Zhaoyang Palace. As he stepped out of the gate, he silently said to the girls, "Good night."

Hearing the sound of the dragon sedan leaving, Jiang Jiaoyun put away the porcelain bottle. As soon as she walked out of the pavilion, she saw that several doors that were originally closed were opened. Several people wearing casual robes were leaning against the doors in different postures, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"This Guan Shanxue was too strong, and Xiang Ke fell into a deep sleep."

Everyone looked at the closed door and smiled helplessly.

Jiang Jiaoyun took a few quick steps, walked in front of Minglang, raised the porcelain bottle above her head, and knelt down in front of Minglang.

"This humble servant did not intend to deceive Your Highness. I beg Your Highness to forgive me."

Seeing this, the other people also walked over quickly, pulled their robes together, and knelt down to apologize to Minglang.

"Alright, stop saying so much useless stuff. You've been training for so long, just don't embarrass me when you get to the Western Regions."

Minglang had become suspicious when these people left the capital one after another with those lame excuses.

We checked but couldn't find their whereabouts, but we still received letters from all over the place every month.

The only thing that could have prevented her from finding out was the Queen Mother. She helped them hide it from Xiang Ke. The letters they sent every month might not have come from their hands. Only the little fool Xiang Ke was waiting for them every month.

When he saw them today, Minglang had a different feeling of familiarity, very similar to the first time he met Han Qi.

She could not hide the calm and serious look on their faces, even though they were wearing a proper smile.

There aren't many places that can train people to this level in just one year. There's no sign of fatigue from the journey on their faces. Instead, they all look very energetic. Only Qingyu Pavilion in the capital can do this.

Minglang watched Jiang Jiaoyun distribute the pills in the porcelain bottle to several people. She took the pill to Xiang Ke's room and stuffed it into her mouth, fearing that she would drink too much and vomit, which would affect the effect of the pill. Minglang watched Xiang Ke smack her lips twice after feeding the pill, and then fell into a sound sleep before leaving her room.

As soon as I went out, I saw a few people bringing the unfinished drinks back into the house.

"Are you planning on not getting drunk and sleeping tonight?"

Jiang Jiaoyun smiled as she watched them carry the wine. "I haven't had any alcohol this year, and I can't sleep anyway. Why don't you join us, Your Highness?"

Minglang couldn't hold his liquor as well as the others, but he couldn't refuse the hospitality. He closed the door of Xiang Ke's room and said to the palace servants waiting beside him, "Go prepare a few more dishes and send them over."

Minglang did not go in with them, but took the topographic map of the Western Regions and the border defense map given by the Queen Mother and prepared to discuss them with them.

After training in Qingyu Pavilion for so long, it is time to test what they have learned.

A few people thought that the prince had gone to get the fine wine from his private collection, and they were all looking forward to it. However, when they saw the familiar scroll in the prince's hand, their smiles froze on their faces.

"The days are short and the nights are long. Your Highness, are you unwilling to waste even the evening hours?"

Jiang Jiaoyun didn't say anything, but stepped forward to take the scroll from His Highness's hand, helped him open it, and held it down with a paperweight.

Your Highness has perfectly inherited Your Majesty's diligence. If you don't read this tonight, you must read it tomorrow morning.