PDLP Chapter 1071 Xue Wan
Chapter 1071 Xue Wan
She can continue being a local tyrant in her own little world after she dies.
The best life is one where you're not limited by others.
She had been an emperor for decades, and suddenly she was moved to a different place, where she was subject to the rules of that place.
Liang Chongyue would rather be the creator of the rules, without having to manage them, and live a long life.
Make up for the life and lifestyle you squandered while dealing with politics in this world.
After returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Liang Chongyue opened the panel to check on the situations of Xue Wan, Jiang Jiaoyun, Li Xianqing, and Xiang Ke.
They all look fine; none of them have broken arms or legs.
She should be able to accompany Minglang on his travels, but it all depends on Minglang's own wishes.
Inside the Cining Palace, Xiang Huayue looked at the chessboard that had been cleaned up.
A black stone rolled right into her hand.
Xiang Huayue picked it up and put it in the chess box next to her.
"Your Majesty is truly as the Empress said. If one must find someone in this world who cares for and loves the young prince more than the Empress, then it must be Your Majesty."
His Majesty had planned everything out. He rubbed his fingers against Hua Yue's, the oily feel of the chess pieces still lingering on his fingertips.
"Your Majesty has considered everything so meticulously, it seems I have been overthinking things."
Chun Chan handed the tea to the Empress and said with a smile:
"How could that be? His Majesty is busy with countless affairs every day. He must have thought of this after being reminded by the Empress. After all, the Empress's kindness towards the young prince is second to none."
With a gentle smile on her face, Xiang Huayue accepted the tea offered by Chun Chan.
"I'll be content as long as they, mother and daughter, are well."
The aroma of tea rose with the steam, blurring Xiang Huayue's vision.
After taking a sip, he couldn't help but laugh out loud again, thinking about the two absurd chess games he had played with His Majesty that day.
"His Majesty seems to be in much better health; he's not even afraid of the cold anymore."
Everyone in the palace knows that His Majesty is afraid of the cold.
For many years, the Hall of Mental Cultivation has been burning floor heating every late autumn, and it gets hotter and hotter.
His Majesty lives inside, and he still wears such thick clothes every day.
These are all ailments that Your Majesty developed when you led your army to attack the border and the northern frontier, and they have been unable to be cured over the years.
"This servant noticed that the floor heating in our palace is burning a bit too brightly today; His Majesty's palms are sweating from the heat."
When Chun Chan was tidying up the chess pieces, he felt the lingering sweat from His Majesty's hands on them.
"It's good that you're well. Your Majesty has worked hard all these years. Now that you've recovered, Your Majesty can relax a bit when Minglang returns."
Xiang Huayue knew His Majesty's intentions all too well.
If Minglang had the same abilities as His Majesty did back then, Xiang Huayue believed that His Majesty would appoint Minglang as regent after Minglang's return.
Then His Majesty went out for a stroll by himself.
After all, there's nothing His Majesty wouldn't do.
If Your Majesty were such a conservative person, you wouldn't be in this position today.
Liang Chongyue originally just wanted to check the location of the four people to see if she would have enough time to accompany Minglang on his travels.
I never expected to see something interesting.
Inside the Xue residence at this moment, Xue Wan was practicing with her sword. She held three swords in her hands, their blades gleaming coldly, enough to chill anyone who looked at them.
Xue Wan's performance was so powerful and impressive that, if she wanted to, she could make people think she was just putting on a show.
It doesn't give the impression that the three knives in her hands are particularly powerful.
Liang Chongyue, however, knew very well.
Xue Wan's three knives were incredibly powerful; she had mastered them almost in a year.
He's already better than many who have practiced for seven or eight years.
These three knives are her final killing move, and Xue Wan usually doesn't practice them in front of others.
If you want to practice, do it in your own yard before dark or before dawn to practice and consolidate your skills.
Xue Wan is currently practicing with her knife in the courtyard, with her mother, Fang Yucheng, standing beside her.
Liang Chongyue sat on the daybed by the window, with fruit and snacks beside her.
Only when the system is not around can she enjoy this leisurely time all by herself.
"You don't need to serve me anymore. I won't be going anywhere today unless something unexpected happens."
Liang Chongyue was speaking to Fei He, who had suddenly become interested in the Xue family's affairs.
Xue Wan has always been a smart and reserved child in her eyes.
He is skilled in both literature and martial arts, making him a perfect candidate to oust him and secure General Xue's position for himself.
However, the Xue family was a den of dragons and tigers, and before Xue Wan, there were several older brothers.
It was not easy for Xue Wanxiang to stand out under General Xue.
"Yes, then I will return to Qingyu Pavilion first. I have brought back the chicks. I will go and check on their situation."
Liang Chongyue nodded, and Fei He quietly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"Wan'er, you wield this knife with such power and skill. Your father will be very proud of you when he sees it."
After Xue Wan finished practicing with the sword, she took the handkerchief her mother handed her. Instead of wiping the sweat off her face first, she put it aside and picked up a long towel from the stone table to wipe the sword clean.
"What I want is not my father's praise, Mother. You can only rely on me in this family. Today you insisted on coming to see me demonstrate my knife skills. Only you in the family know that I can use three knives. Keeping this a secret is also for your future so that you can have a better life."
Xue Wan's face was as cold as ice; she did not receive a response from her mother.
I looked up at my mother and saw that she was on the verge of tears.
Xue Wan couldn't bear it and sighed helplessly.
"Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?"
This time her tone softened considerably, but her face remained expressionless.
"But he is still your father after all. It was he who pleaded for you to enter the palace."
When the topic of entering the palace came up, Xue Wan's expression finally softened slightly.
"Life in the palace is wonderful. Her Highness the Crown Princess is easy to get along with and never makes things difficult for me. His Majesty is also very kind to us."
Hearing Xue Wan say that life in the palace was good, Fang Yucheng looked proud and gratified.
"But this wasn't something my father asked for for me; I fought for it myself. Among so many noble ladies, how many come from families with higher social standing than mine?"
Only a few years? Has Mother already forgotten?
It was only because all of Father's colleagues' daughters went that Father asked you to take me with you.
"If it weren't for the fact that few of the noble ladies going this time were born out of wedlock, Father would have wanted you to take my dear older and younger sisters with you."
She had touched a raw nerve with her mother. Xue Wan looked up at the sky, her voice trembling with a barely perceptible sob.
"Mother, have you forgotten what kind of life you've lived all these years? My good older sister can take the imperial examination, and my younger sister is also studying. Father never thought of letting them marry into wealth and status."
Why was I chosen? Didn't my mother reflect on her own actions?
Xue Wan's expression was indifferent, as if she were not talking to her mother, but rather to someone insignificant.
"It's because you, Mother, are weak and easily bullied. You can't even protect your own children, and all you do is cry and complain about how hard things are for you in front of me."