The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Time seemed to stand still and the whole world fell into silence.

Only the snowflakes continued to fall.

A young man in a crimson official robe stood motionless in the snow with his back straight, like a cedar covered by wind and snow, with a thin layer of white on his shoulders.

He seemed not to feel the cold at all, just raised his face and looked at her stubbornly with his eyes.

On that handsome face,...you can still vaguely see the outline of his childhood.

That was the boy she once treated as her younger brother, and Xie An Ning couldn't help but feel touched.

In the past, she was sixteen years old when she married into the Wang family. It was naturally not easy for a newlywed woman to go back to her parents' home often. Not long after that, she became pregnant, so she could not move around much.

Pregnancy, childbirth, and when the baby is born, the baby in the cradle is very fragile...

In short, after getting married, she was no longer the free girl in the boudoir and could no longer serve her parents every day.

He rarely meets his non-blood-related "brother" Ishihara Qing.

The only two times... were at her parents' funerals.

She had been married for less than three years.

And Ishihara Qing has grown from an eleven-year-old child to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. His temperament has changed greatly, and he no longer treats her like an older sister.

He was as polite and considerate as any other guest who came to pay homage.

Xie Anning was in deep mourning and heartbroken, so naturally she had no mind to reminisce with him.

Neither of them said a word. All she remembered was that he glanced at her daughter who was kneeling beside her in the arms of a maid, then turned and left.

Later, because she was injured during childbirth and only gave birth to a daughter, she could not get pregnant again for a long time. The elders of the Wang family were quite dissatisfied and wanted to send a few concubines for their son.

Wang Shaofu loved his wife very much and was determined not to allow him to take a concubine, but as the heir of the Wang family, he was caught between his parents and his wife.

Not wanting to let his wife suffer any injustice, and also to show his parents his determination to only have Xie An Ning in his life, Wang Shaofu submitted a memorial to the late emperor, requesting to be exiled from Beijing.

At that time, the crown prince had been appointed, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince began to get involved in state affairs. There were very few officials in the Eastern Palace, and this was an opportunity that could not be found again in a lifetime. All officials wanted to become the confidant of the next emperor, and tried every means to stay in the capital and show their faces in front of the crown prince.

Wang Shaofu's decision was to use his own future to tell the elders of the Wang family that he was determined never to take a concubine in his life.

Over the next ten years, the couple never returned to Beijing.

For Xie Anning, Ishihara Qing, the boy whom he once regarded as his younger brother, has long been fading away from his memory.

I never thought that he would remember a casual remark I made for more than ten years.

How old was he then?

Xie Anning felt complicated and couldn't describe what she was feeling.

When their eyes met, perhaps because his eyes were sore, Ishihara Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, and the snowflakes on his eyelashes turned into water droplets and fell gently.

Combined with the red nose from the cold, it looks like he is crying.

However, his face still had a bit of the stubbornness that is unique to teenagers.

He looks so stubborn and pitiful.

Xie Anning's eyes flashed with emotion: "If you have something to say, come in and tell me."

In the cold winter, even a good person will get sick if he stays outside for too long.

Upon hearing this, Ishihara Qing was not polite at all and immediately stepped onto the stairs.

He took off his cloak and handed it to the servant behind him, then walked into the hall alone.

Xie Anning personally poured him a cup of hot tea and said, "Drink it to get rid of the cold."

Ishihara Qing's eyes suddenly softened. He looked at her steadily without saying a word. He just picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

The movement was too big and some water flowed down from the corner of his lips. He raised his hand to wipe it away without caring.

Xie Anning laughed when she saw it, "Why are you still the same as when you were little?"

These words eased the awkward atmosphere between the two people who had not seen each other for a long time.

Ishihara Qing slowly put down the teacup in his hand, pursed his lips and said: "After this year, I will be twenty-eight."

So, don't treat him as a child.

The Shi family is a family of officials. Like the Wang family, the descendants of the Shi family also became officials by studying and taking imperial examinations.

However, Ishihara Qing, the youngest son of the Shi family, was more interested in practicing martial arts and spear.

Since childhood, his words and deeds have not been polite at all like a child from a wealthy family. Instead, they are very rough.

He gets along very well with General Xie and wishes he were his own son.

Time flies. The little boy who used to follow me and call me Sister An Ning is now 28 years old.

Xie Anning paused, then stopped smiling. "How have you been these years?"

How are you doing.

"...Not bad. My career has been smooth sailing, and I've been promoted step by step. I'm now a third-rank official in the Ministry of Justice." Ishihara Qing looked at her, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Sister An Ning, I've already held a higher position than both of my brothers."

He was actually quite handsome, but not the kind of handsomeness that people praised, with his regular features and handsome appearance.

Instead, he has a bit of unruly ruffian air, and at first glance, he looks so handsome that one would think, "This isn't a good guy."

He must be a frequent visitor to places of entertainment, and must have countless beautiful women at home.

A romantic, dissolute and heartless appearance.

It's okay to just talk nicely to such people.

If there is any inconsistency, it will appear frivolous.

For example, at this moment, the smile on the corner of his lips looks very frivolous.

The same words "Sister An Ning" when he called them out now were so lingering and charming.

Xie An Ning pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and happened to see the lifelike Yunyan on his official robe. She looked up in surprise and asked, "Are you a civil servant?"

"Yes," Ishihara Qing nodded lightly, "I passed the imperial examination seven years ago and was exiled to Qinzhou. I returned to Beijing last year."

Seven years ago, he became a Jinshi.

A man who was beaten by his own father with a stick and had to recuperate for half a month, but refused to study hard, actually passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi at the age of twenty.

The young man who once never let go of his gun chose to give up martial arts and pursue literature?

Xie Anning was a little shocked. She opened her lips and wanted to ask the reason, but when she saw the look in his eyes, she shut up.

When their eyes met, Ishihara Qing's eyebrows immediately smiled, as if he had opened a chatterbox. Without waiting for her to ask, he said directly, "You said you don't like generals in the army, and you would only choose a man like Wang Shaofu who is well-informed and knowledgeable, and who has a good understanding of the past and the present, to be your bedmate, so I went to study."

As he spoke, Ishihara Qing took a step forward, a hint of discomfort flashing across his face, and said: "Although my official position is not as high as his, I am younger than him, I..."

"Etc., etc!"

Xie Anning stepped back hastily and interrupted him quickly, "Wait a minute!"

More than ten years ago, her father did want to keep her at home to marry into his family, and he even brought several deputy generals of appropriate age for her to choose from, one of whom was Wu Yong.

But at that time, her heart and eyes were filled with Wang Shaofu, and there was no room for anyone else.

Naturally, he refused without hesitation, for the reason that he did not like military generals who wielded swords and guns.

Anyone could tell that it was a random excuse made by a girl who already had a lover.

...Is he taking this seriously again?

Even willing to give up military service and pursue literature?