Ning Chen sat on the bed and went over the matter carefully, feeling a chill down his back.
Fan Lingyue has laid out these things a long time ago, and Buddhist Kingdom is just a chess piece used to attract Great Xia's attention.
However, none of them noticed it. Instead, they thought that defeating Buddhist Kingdom had made the Northern Mongolian army fearful.
The current situation is very similar to when Northern Mongolia first invaded. At that time, Xia Emperor hoped to use the power of foreign aggression to induce internal troubles, and then solve the internal troubles and foreign troubles at the same time.
It's a pity that Xia Emperor overestimated himself and underestimated Fan Lingyue. He could drive the tiger away and lure the wolf away, but he was unable to subdue the tiger.
Nowadays, the situation in Great Xia has eased. Both Imperial Prince want to defeat their opponents and ascend to the throne first, and finally drive out Great Xia by the Northern Mongolian army. Especially after Northern Mongolia has repeatedly expressed its intention to negotiate peace, this idea will grow even more quickly.
People always believe too much in their own abilities, no matter who they are, it is inevitable.
Fan Lingyue took advantage of this weakness of human nature and repeatedly pushed Great Xia into desperate situations. This time, I am afraid it will be the same.
He had no way to stop it. Even if he guessed Fan Lingyue's intention, it was already too late.
No matter Third Prince or Tenth Prince, it is impossible to look back. The battle for the throne will only become more and more fierce.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen closed his eyes and leaned weakly on the bed. Fan Lingyue was indeed the most terrifying person in the world.
He tried his best, but still couldn't help Great Xia reverse the deteriorating situation.
Since the beginning of the war between the two Koreas, Great Xia has been led by the nose. His existence only delayed the deteriorating situation of Great Xia for some time.
Today, nearly half of the 330,000 Imperial Guards inside and outside Great Xia Imperial City are in the hands of two Imperial Prince. These Imperial Guards are the best of the best Great Xia soldiers, and their combat power is far beyond what ordinary armies can match.
At this time, it is impossible to stop the two Imperial Prince. How to minimize the consequences of the battle for the throne is the most critical thing.
One of them, Imperial Prince, must die. This is the only and easiest way.
It sounds simple, but it is not simple at all. In the long-term battle for the throne, the two Imperial Prince have gathered a large number of masters around them. With the strength of their troops, the climate has become such that it is impossible to kill at will.
Besides, who in this world dares to put the butcher's knife on Imperial Prince's head.
Neither Three Grand Ministers nor Changsun dared to issue this order.
The sunset outside has set, and the night is getting darker. A palace maid brings dinner to the room. Mingyue has already washed her little hands white, and is sitting at the table waiting eagerly.
After all, the little girl's mind is still very simple. When the bad guy wakes up, it is the best thing.
Ning Chen threw away the troubles in his mind and sat on the bed quietly watching Little Mingyue eat.
"Do you want to eat it?" Mingyue pinched a small snack and put it in his mouth. Feeling the bad guy's gaze, he turned around and said with a smile.
"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Ning Chen shook his head and said.
He really doesn't have much appetite. He just drank some porridge from the kitchen in the afternoon and is not hungry yet.
"Oh" Mingyue responded, and then turned back to concentrate on eating. She still liked Great Xia Imperial Palace's meal.
The way the little girl eats is very pleasing to the eye. After all, Mingyue is the emperor of Northern Mongolia, and his etiquette is impeccable.
Ning Chen watched quietly without speaking. Only when he looked at Little Mingyue could he calm down a little and reduce his disturbing thoughts.
After all, the future still belongs to Little Mingyue. All he can do is to keep the hope of peace as much as possible.
The era of Fan Lingyue will not last long, and the war between Northern Mongolia and Great Xia will soon end. No matter who wins or loses, it cannot be dragged on forever.
"Mingyue, grow up quickly." Ning Chen sighed in his heart. Neither Beimeng nor Great Xia could afford to experience the ravages of war anymore, and they needed peace so much.
Not long after, Mingyue jumped down from the table and trotted to the bed, eyebrows arched, "I'm full."
Ning Chen stretched out his hand to help the little girl straighten her little cloth hat, and said with a smile, "If you want to take a bath later, just close the screen. You don't have to chase the little maids away fiercely. They don't dare to come in without my order."
Mingyue's little face suddenly turned red. He stretched out his hand and hit the former and said, "You are a bad person."
"Ha" Ning Chen smiled softly and said no more, little girls can be shy too.
Fortunately, Mingyue is a child and does not have so many taboos. If he were older, he would have to be more careful when getting along with him.
Not long after, several palace maids and eunuchs brought a large wooden bucket for bathing, poured hot water into it, and then left with a respectful look on their faces.
Little Mingyue blushed and closed the screen. Although it was not the first time, he was always a little embarrassed.
Ning Chen leaned on the bedside, listening to the sound of water rushing not far away, and heard the sound of the woman who also bathed here in the past.
At that time, as soon as he entered the palace, he was scared to death by an assassin. He made a deal with her. If she didn't kill him, he would save her.
He saw the assassin's face. It was a woman, incredibly beautiful.
Later, they protected and supported each other and survived as much as possible in this strange palace.
She was the first person he came into contact with when he came to this world, but she has forgotten him now.
He didn't know why. He had wanted to go there to find the answer, but he still couldn't worry about Changsun.
He is waiting. After the war between the two Koreas is over and Changsun has settled down with Great Xia, he can leave with peace of mind and do his own thing.
Little Mingyue came out of the shower soon, got dressed, and put a big towel on his head.
"You wipe it for me." Mingyue handed over the towel and said with a naive smile.
"Okay" Ning Chen took the towel, immediately wrapped up the little girl's waist-length hair, and wiped it carefully bit by bit.
Little Mingyue's hair is very long. Girls always have a natural tendency to love beauty, and it cannot disappear just because of their status as an emperor.
"Okay"
Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's hair vigorously, then nodded and said, what a beautiful little girl, she will definitely look better than Fan Lingyue when she grows up.
After waiting for half an hour, Mingyue's hair was almost dry. Ning Chen asked someone to come in and move the bathtub away. Then, he patted Little Mingyue's cloth hat and said, "Go to sleep, we have to leave the palace tomorrow."
"Yeah" Mingyue obediently ran to his bed and immediately lay down with his clothes on.
At this moment, Ning Chen suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, covered his mouth and coughed several times, and lay down with a trace of blood running between his fingers.
Little Mingyue looked over and Ning Chen quickly put his hand down without leaving any trace and covered it with the quilt.
"I want to hear a story," Mingyue said eagerly.
"Okay" Ning Chen suppressed the heavy feeling in his heart and immediately told the little girl the story of Cinderella.
Mingyue fell asleep while listening, with a smile on her pretty face. She was very beautiful and cute.
The days when she was born as an emperor were not happy for Little Mingyue. Instead, she felt very happy these days following Ning Chen.
No matter what era, little girls of this age are always the apples of their parents' eyes, and they are afraid of falling or melting when held in their hands. However, Little Mingyue has no parents, only endless lessons in governing the country and endless memorials to learn every day.
Fan Lingyue knew that he didn't have much time, so he tried his best to pave the way for Little Mingyue, which further increased the burden on the little girl.
Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue have different concepts. They prefer to educate Little Mingyue subtly with actions and words, and never take the initiative to impose anything.
This is the most beautiful age for Little Mingyue. He hopes that the little girl can spend it happily instead of living in burden every day.
As the night progressed, Ning Chen sat on the bed, quietly thinking about the future. No matter what, he would help Changsun overcome this difficulty.
There were suppressed coughs, one after another, and traces of blood dripped down. He fought with the Buddha and survived the calamity of death, but could not survive the sin of living.
The night passed quickly, and after dawn, a carriage appeared in the Weiyang Palace, and then drove Ning Chen and Little Mingyue towards the new Houfu outside the palace.
The two walked very low-key, but they still couldn't stop the attention of interested people. Third Prince and Tenth Prince sent greetings on the same day.
Ning Chen looked at the two invitations with almost identical contents and narrowed his eyes. This was forcing him to make a choice.
His position is destined not to waver for a long time. Now, except for a few Martial Marquis who are away at war, basically all the dignitaries have taken their positions. It is impossible for him to be alone in the dynasty.
He is the only Martial Marquis in Beijing, and the two Imperial Princes will definitely fight for it with all their strength.
Martial Marquis is different from ordinary noble princes. After becoming a prince, he has the right to mobilize an army of less than 100,000 at any time. This kind of right is not even possible for Imperial Prince.
Martial Marquis of Great Xia has supreme prestige among Great Xia. From the first generation Martial Marquis to now, Great Xia's Domain was defeated by Martial Marquis of all generations with their lives. It can be said that every inch of Great Xia's territory is filled with the blood of Martial Marquis.
The noble princes of Great Xia can be hereditary, but Martial Marquis cannot. Every Martial Marquis has great military exploits, even Northern Martial Marquis who betrayed in the past is no exception. This is why Martial Marquis has such amazing prestige in Great Xia.
It can be said that Martial Marquis's rights were not given by the court, but obtained by himself. Without military exploits that would convince all the soldiers in the world, the right to mobilize troops of 100,000 troops is just a decoration.
After the greeting card was sent, Ning Chen quickly wrote a reply. The content was very simple. I am ill and cannot see the guests. I apologize for it.
This guest cannot be seen until he makes his choice.
However, half a day later, another greeting card was sent to the house. Ning Chen was surprised and frowned tightly at the same time.
The person who sent the greeting card was none other than Lingyan Pavilion's owner, Yue Hanyi.
Not many people know about his leaving the palace. After all, not everyone can have an informant in the palace.
Inferring from this, the person behind Yue Hanyi is indeed no ordinary person.
Ning Chen After thinking for a moment, he also declined politely.
If he guessed correctly, the real owner of the Lingyan Pavilion is very likely to be related to one of the two Imperial Prince.
There can't be such a coincidence in the world. He had just refused, and this greeting card was sent right after.