"I hope so." The woman in plain clothes shook her head with a bitter smile and walked towards the inner room, carrying the wooden box.
A guilty daughter of a family of rebellion. So what if she was noble at first. she had long since given up hope when she was sent to Mount Tai ten years ago.
But.... her step slowly stopped. The woman lowered her head, staring at the wooden box in her hands. The gloom in her eyes gradually turns into determination.
If she could be his wife one day, she would be willing to give up everything she had.
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It is the custom of the Imperial family to hold an annual autumn hunt at Fuling Mountain in the Western suburbs, where all the sons and daughters of the Imperial family and the daughters of the noble families will travel together. Since ten years ago, Emperor Jianing has handed over the responsibility of coordinating the autumn hunts to the Crown Prince and no longer goes there himself.
When Ren Anle was so bored at home that she almost made friends with birds in the tree, Yuan Shu, who had been hanging out in the Imperial capital, finally brought the good news.
On the day of the autumn hunt, Yuan Shu saw her own mountain king, who had changed into her riding clothes early in the morning and was yelling to go to Fuling Mountain. For the life of her, she pulled the pair of ink-printed cloud boots that had set foot on the carriage and wailed like ghosts and howl like wolves, "Miss, that was the autumn hunting held by his Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of Heaven. We weren't invited! You offended the prime minister just a few days ago, he will give us small shoes! You don't even know what the officials and generals in the capital say about you.... The general says you're soft-boned and have to go to the Da Lisi to be a petty official instead of a general, and the officials say you're a country bumpkin who dares to take charge of the Imperial prison... They're looking forward to seeing your jokes... You've been and gone in the fire and wind to save your life in Jinan, don't let it be lost in a few blows!"
[ wail like ghosts and howl like wolves - is an idiom meaning to describe a loud cry with mournful sounds. From Ma Ling Dao ]
Ren Anle bowed her head and looked down at Yuan Shu, who was snotty and tears. With a stern face, she looked towards the dark-face man standing in the door way.
Chang Qing walked over without changing his face. He grabbed Yuan Shu by the back of her collar and lifted her like a chicken to Ren Anle.
Yuan Shu stopped crying and stared in daze at Ren Anle.
Yuan Qin took advantage of the gap to enter the carriage and sat comfortably with a chess book, knocking on a melon kernel and watching the drama.
Ren Anle glanced at Yuan Shu, who was still grasping onto her riding boots. Yuan Shu's hands shook and hurriedly released them. She doggedly brushed the dust off the boots for Ren Anle.
Ren Anle's eyes showed the look of a child can be taught and then her face changed and she looked towards Yuan Shu with pain. "Barbarian bull, after letting you feel the water in the capital for half a month, how come you have not improved at all? The fourth rank and above the families of courtiers can participate in the Great Jing autumn hunting, no need to invite at all. Since the emperor handed this event over to the crown Prince ten years ago, the old Minister even more rarely go, mostly young general and children of aristocratic families. As for you the rumours in the capital....."
[ child can be taught - a saying, if you want to become a great weapon, you must learn to be patient, especially if you have more patience than your elders. More respect and tolerance is an invincible strategy in life.]
Ren Anle snorted lightly, "They don't know a thing about my general's house. If I go there myself, they will know that this general is a very talented woman that she is beyond the reach of others. The rumours will naturally be broken without attack."