Da Han Yan Hua twenty-seven shocking news

  Returning to the pepper house, Cao Cao came up to greet him, worriedly saying, "Master Ouyang has finally returned, I thought, I thought..."

  "Did you think the Third Prince would make things difficult for me?" she retorted.

  It's gloomy and depressing.

  "Today is really strange," Lü Yu carefully asked her about the situation in front of the emperor, and also wondered, "Your Majesty has always been biased towards the mother and son of Shenxian Temple, why did you change your nature today."

  "Empress Dowager, you're thinking too much," Ruyuan smiled and said. "In any case, Ayao is also the legitimate granddaughter of the Emperor's younger brother. Even if the Emperor is biased, he can't be biased to that extent. Moreover, the Emperor has already stripped Awu of his royal title..."

  Don't you feel somewhat apologetic towards Zhang's family?

  "Will he feel guilty?" Lü Cuī coldly sneered, "That's truly a rare occurrence, like red rain falling from the sky."

  Even when facing the old couple trapped in the enemy camp, he can still say with a straight face "If you want to cook, then give me a share of the soup". Can you still believe that this kind of man has any sense of guilt?

  "Ah Po," Zhang Yan leaned against Lü Yu, reached out to smooth out Lü Yu's furrowed brow, and softly comforted, "Don't frown, if you frown too much, you'll get wrinkles."

  "Good." Lü Zhi's heart was relieved, and she patted her hand with a smile. "Auntie doesn't frown - probably because both the Chancellor and Marquis of Jing are here, Your Majesty has to save some face after all."

  On the second day, Lu Yuan ordered someone to pack up the luggage of his mother and three children. Lü Yu looked at him with a sigh, "Don't you want to stay for a few more days?"

  "Mother is old, and your father... " She slightly reddened her eyes, turned her head away stubbornly not letting anyone see, after a while she continued, "Only with you and Ying Er around, there's more comfort."

  Lu Yuan also moved emotionally, smiling and comforting her, "Mother, what are you saying?" She used the term of endearment from years ago in Fengpei village, no longer calling her Empress Dowager, though it was less formal, but more intimate. "Now that Ao Ge has lost his position, we don't have to move to that distant fiefdom anymore, let's just settle down in a marquis' manor in Shangguanli, Shangguanli is close to Chang Le Palace, Mother, if you miss your daughter, just let Shen Zhan send someone to summon me, I'll come see you within half an hour. Even if you don't summon me, I would still come visit you every seven or eight days, only afraid that Mother will find it a bother."

  Lv Wei smiled and said, "Mother won't bother you - Mother will never bother you."

  "But mother," Ru Yuan said, "I may be the eldest princess, but which married-off eldest princess stays in the palace for long? These two months, I've been temporarily staying here with a sullen face because Ao Ge's fief hasn't been built yet. Father wouldn't have driven me out if it weren't for that. Now that the fief is done, where can I not go? Moreover," she pouted and said resentfully, "Ao Ge and I are husband and wife after all. He may be angry with me, but I won't possibly spend my whole life without going back to him. Handing him over to someone else for nothing."

  Lü Mei's expression turned cold, and she smiled faintly. "Don't worry, Manhua. If those two demons dare to slight you in the least, I'll have Mother Empress send them a pair of poisoned cups to finish them off."

  "Empress Dowager—" Lu Yuan helplessly called out, "Why does our daughter want their lives?"

  "What the daughter wants is Ao Ge's heart."

  Time to leave, Zhang Yan looked around the bedroom, suddenly felt a little reluctant. This was not her home, but since she came here, she had been living here all along, and gradually developed a sense of dependence. But it didn't matter, I have my mother, no matter where I go with her, I am at ease.

  Zhang Yan threw the sachet into the bottom of the trunk, and then Mulan took out a stack of neatly folded clothes and placed them on top.

  "Master Weng," asked Hu Die curiously, "this sachet is so beautiful, you were playing with it lovingly just the other day, why aren't you carrying it now?"

  "Hmm." Zhang Yan nodded gloomily.

  "What a pity." Murong sighed with regret.

  "It's me who didn't wear it, what's there for you to regret?"

  "No," said Xiang Yu with a smile. "I think that if the Crown Prince saw you wearing the sachet he gave you, he would be very pleased."

  Zhang Yan pursed her lips in thought, then suddenly asked her, "Do you like the crown prince?"

  "Yes." Chrysanthemum replied with a smile, her hands busy, "The crown prince is a good person, I naturally like him."

  Zhang Yan slightly raised her head, as if in thought, a pair of eyes especially beautiful, "I remember, he seemed to have scolded you."

  "That's because he was worried about Master Weng," said Tong Hua carelessly. "So I got scolded, it doesn't matter."

  Zhang Yan sat on the couch with her knees tucked in, swinging her feet back and forth, her eyes following the movements of the servants in the hall. "Uncle is getting old too," she said. "Last time I heard from Auntie that they were planning to find a concubine for him. If you really like her, I can think of a way to send you over as a candidate?"

  She stood still, her figure stiff, and after a moment she said faintly, "The master's kindness has touched my heart, but I have made a vow in my heart that this life will be devoted to serving the master, and I will never marry."

  Zhang Yan felt apologetic and guilty, and comforted him by saying, "You don't like it, then you don't like it, just say so. I shouldn't have made fun of you, and you didn't have to say such harsh words."

  At such a young age, what's all this talk about never getting married?

  Auntie has been a person for two lifetimes and is over 20 years old, but hasn't given up on men to the point of not getting married for life?

  Very carefully selecting men who are to her liking.

  "Nonsense." Lu Yuan furrowed his brow and walked around the screen, scolding, "Two little kids like you also dare to say such reckless and arrogant words, don't you know shame?" Turning his face, he saw Zhang Yan sitting casually on the couch, and said even more severely, "A-Yan, do you know that this is very unbecoming of you? Fortunately, it's in the inner chamber, if outsiders were to see this, wouldn't they say that I and your father didn't teach you well?"

  Zhang Yan sat up straight with a serious expression and said, "But I'm wearing silk pants underneath!" without fear of revealing anything improper.

  "Those pants you're wearing," Ruyuan raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "your aunt and I know about it, although it's not proper, but since you like them and no outsiders will see, we'll turn a blind eye. However, your sitting posture is unacceptable. There are people outside who know you're wearing those pants, they'll just think your sitting posture is unrefined. Do you really want to humiliate the Zhang family?"

  Zhang Yan was forced to step back, gritting her teeth and saying, "But kneeling like that is really tiring. I only relax a bit in the inner chamber, but when I go outside, I have to pretend to be a gentle lady again?"

  "You were originally a lady, what's with the act?" Lu Yuan smiled and flicked her nose, then said seriously, "Maybe in the future, but not now."

  "I'm your mother, don't you know? Although you've been a bit more diligent lately, at heart you're still lazy. If you get too used to being idle, when you go out, you won't even be able to move your hands and feet properly. Ah Yan, I won't harm you."

  Zhang Yan reluctantly agreed, no woman wants to go out and be pointed at and criticized for being unrefined. Even five or six year old children are not exempt from this. Only then did she realize that the reformed chairs she had seen before were overly simplistic. People in this era have a deeply ingrained habit of following traditional seating customs. If you were to bring out a chair, wouldn't others' gazes pierce through you? Fortunately, after kneeling for a while, Zhang Yan consoled herself by thinking, I am just a small shrimp in this era, a small shrimp.

  On the third day of the third month, standing in front of the Pepper Chamber Hall, Zhang Yan secretly glanced at her mother and saw that her face was rosy, her eyes were shining brightly, and her eyebrows and lips were smiling warmly. She looked as fresh and vibrant as a peony flower blooming luxuriantly in the palace, knowing she had been looking forward to this day for a long time. With a burst of laughter, she lowered her head.

  Perhaps for a woman, no matter how good her mother is, she still can't compare to the happiness of being with her loved one.

  "How come the imperial carriage has not arrived yet?" Lü Zhi and others asked strangely after waiting for a long time.

  Su Mogu frowned, "Someone has been sent to summon her for a long time. Otherwise, let's send someone to urge her again." Before she finished speaking, the sound of footsteps was heard, and 300 southern soldiers with fresh armor and spears came running over, surrounding the Peacock Palace. The middle attendant holding the imperial edict walked out, smiling, "Empress, His Majesty has heard that Ruyuan Zhang is returning home today, but the father-daughter relationship has not been fully expressed, so please let Zhang stay here for a few more days and don't rush back."

  Lu Yuan was shocked and confused, she really didn't understand how she couldn't even return home. "What does the Emperor mean?" Her sharp fingernails dug into her flesh, almost screaming, "Isn't it enough that the Emperor has already stripped Ao Ge of his royal title? Does he still want to take action against him?"

  "Manhua," Lv Liu stopped her, with a serious expression. "You go back and rest first," she comforted lightly. "Don't worry, the Empress Dowager will definitely help you get to the bottom of this."

  "Wow!" The little Zhang in the nanny's arms woke up at some point, and his black eyes looked around, seemingly disliking the solemn atmosphere, and burst into tears.

  However, Emperor Gao avoided meeting him in the Temple of the Heavenly Immortals. Empress Lü also had no solution and sent Zhang Ze, the commander of the Imperial Guard, to send someone to ask after Liu Ying's well-being at the Eastern Palace and the Lü residence. After more than half a watch, Liu Ying arrived at the Hot Room with a gloomy expression.

  "Where's Elder Sister?" he softly asked Lü Bu.

  She was frightened, and Ayao accompanied her back to the bedroom to sleep. Lv Liu said calmly, "Yinger, do you know what's going on? Does your father emperor really want to make things difficult for Zhang Ao?"

  "No." Liu Ying spat out the two words, took a sip of water, and the hand holding the cup actually trembled slightly. "This time, the problem doesn't lie with your brother-in-law, but rather with your sister herself being in trouble." He suddenly slammed down the cup in his hand, his voice low, "How hateful that Liu Jing was killed that day, yet he secretly advised the Emperor to have my sister marry into the Xiongnu and become the empress of Modu Chanyu."

  Lü Wei let out a cold breath, and despite her calm and resolute nature, she was shocked to the point of turning pale with no blood color visible on her face. Her lips trembled as she struggled to ask again, when suddenly Zhang Yan's voice was heard from outside the hall, "Mother." The mother and son looked up to see Lu Yuan's face deathly pale, already fallen unconscious behind the curtain.

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