Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 443: Conferring the title of Princess

"I don't know how old Princess Zhaohua is and whether she is married?"

The inexplicable question made Yang Jinfan feel nervous. Lan Ze in the dark had a deep gaze, staring at the back of Emperor Jingde, as if he would be beheaded if he talked nonsense for another second.

"Your Majesty, I am fourteen years old and still unmarried."

"Very good, Princess Zhaohua has made great contributions in providing advice and suggestions for Jizhou's flood disaster, and she deserves a reward!"

Emperor Jingde paused for a moment, and Lan Ze's heart was in his throat. What did he want to do? Did he really want to let little Afan enter the palace?
"The reward... Princess Jin Zhaohua is the first princess of Beifeng Kingdom. Her title remains unchanged. She is granted a golden book as a token of trust, and is granted a fief of 10,000 households and 100 hectares of public land. Cao Fulu, pass on my decree and announce it to the world!"

"!!!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. I am terrified. I just said it casually based on my own thoughts. If Your Majesty thinks it can be implemented, I will be grateful. How can I ask for such a big reward? I am just an ordinary citizen. It is a great crime to discuss state affairs. Your Majesty is very kind not to punish me. Please take back your order!"

Yang Jinfan was really shocked by his sudden grace. It had only been a short time since she came to Beijing, and she had been given the title of a princess and exempted from the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects. Now he wanted to give her the title of an eldest princess?

She was directly named the eldest princess, bypassing the princes and princesses, and her status was equal to that of the princes.

He had a fief of ten thousand households and his status was equal to that of a prince.

None of the six princes of Beifeng Kingdom has been crowned king, and the princesses don't even have a title.

The emperor is trying to - praise her to death!
This thought came to Yang Jinfan's mind, and he inexplicably felt that his guess was correct. The dog emperor wanted to put her in a high position so that all the civil and military officials in the court would attack her, so that everyone would not just focus on his tyranny.

She knelt down with a plop, and her knees hit the floor heavily, making a hollow sound.

Emperor Jingde did not expect her to react so strongly. His face turned slightly cold and he was silent for a while before he helped her up personally.

"I have no other intentions. Zhaohua is willing to consider the people and me. I know his sincerity. Zhaohua deserves my reward."

Yang Jinfan stared at his middle-aged and majestic face, trying to find out the truth from his expression, but he still had the same expression as before and would not allow anyone to comment.

"why?"

Since you can't refuse his reward, you should at least tell her why!

Whether it is because of her as a person, or because of the benefits she can bring to Beifeng Country, or if you want to flatter her to death, you have to give her a reason!
Emperor Jingde put his hands behind his back and took out a long-treasured scroll from the sandalwood desk.

In the scroll, the woman looks like a fairy from heaven, with an extraordinary temperament. The gauze dress outlines her perfect curves, which are graceful and graceful. Her belly is slightly bulging, and there is a jade-like porcelain doll beside her.

There is a cinnabar mole at the end of the doll's left eyelid, which is exactly the same as the one at the end of the woman's left eyelid.

The two have peaceful smiles, reflecting the beauty of a loving mother and a filial son, as well as their anticipation for the birth of a new life.

Emperor Jingde treated the woman as a treasure. He carefully stroked her face with his fingers, and when he looked up again, the sadness in his eyes faded away.

"We should have had another child the year she died. The imperial physician said it was a girl, and she was so happy that she didn't sleep well for several nights." A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. "If our daughter could grow up safely, she would be the same age as Zhaohua."

There was a moment of silence in the air. Yang Jinfan's throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign object and he couldn't utter a word.

Strange, quite a strange feeling.

Why did she feel that he was grieving? She didn't know who the woman in the painting was, but she recognized the little baby beside the woman as Yao Ge. The pregnant fairy woman should be Yao Ge's mother, Concubine Zhao.

But it was clearly he who ordered the massacre of all the Manchu clan members of the Song family, and he was the one who personally ordered the cold palace to be burned down. He killed the woman and the unborn child with his own hands, and he imprisoned Brother Yao in the palace to live a life of darkness. Wasn't he the one who caused all this?

Why is he so sad?
Yang Jinfan didn’t understand. She didn’t understand how a person could act so well. It would be fine if he just acted for others, but what was the point of dragging her into this?
"Your Majesty, please express your condolences."

Emperor Jingde returned his gaze to Yang Jinfan and smiled faintly. She had grown taller and became a more graceful young lady. She looked more like him than her brother, which made him very pleased.

"Thank you Zhaohua for your comfort. Almost fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. I miss them as much as ever. I also ask Zhaohua to accept my reward for the sake of the noble concubine."

Yang Jinfan lowered his head, not wanting to explore the emotions in his complicated eyes.

"Your Majesty's words are very important. It is my honor to receive your reward!"

When walking out of the imperial study, Yang Jinfan looked out at the world within the palace walls. Eunuch Cao followed behind her, holding an imperial edict in his hand.

She paused and suddenly wanted to visit the cold palace.

"Eunuch Cao, can you take me around the palace?"

"Your Highness, I will ask them to prepare a sedan chair. The different places in the palace are very far apart, and I am afraid that Your Highness will not be able to bear it."

"No need, please lead the way. I grew up in the countryside and have never seen a magnificent palace. Please don't look down on me for being unsophisticated."

Cao Fulu's face was moved, and he felt ashamed. If he had been able to help the imperial concubine a little, why would he have let the child live among the people and suffer so much!

"Your Highness, please come this way. In front is the place where His Majesty sleeps - the Hall of Mental Cultivation. On weekdays, the Emperor is busy with state affairs, so he usually rests in the Imperial Study."

"Next to it is the Queen's bedroom, Jingren Palace. The concubines have to come and pay respect to the Queen every morning. However, the Queen has been under house arrest recently, so the concubines are exempted from the etiquette."

As Eunuch Cao explained, he looked towards the closed gate of Jingren Palace. Yang Jinfan followed his line of sight and saw a panicked little palace maid standing at the door, not even bowing.

Eunuch Cao was about to scold him, but Yang Jinfan stopped him: "Let's go, we still have a lot of places to see."

Watching Yang Jinfan's team leave, the little palace maid ran into the palace in a panic.

"Empress, Empress!"

The queen was practicing calligraphy in her study. Being confined for three months was a bit boring, but it did not stop her from having spies all over the palace.

"Why are you so alarmed?"

She raised her head calmly, without looking at the little palace maid kneeling on the ground. The little palace maid was trembling with fear. Ever since the empress was under house arrest, she became angry and threw things when she heard the news about Princess Zhaohua.

"Your Highness, the Emperor summoned Princess Zhaohua today. Eunuch Cao beside the Emperor is currently taking Princess Zhaohua for a stroll in the palace!"

"what?!"

The brush in the queen's hand fell on the rice paper that had just been written, and the ink gathered into a ball, instantly ruining the beautiful calligraphy.

She threw the pen hard, and the ink splashed on the little palace maid's face. Not satisfied, she swept the things on the desk to the ground, and the inkstone hit the little palace maid. She didn't dare to say a word despite the pain.

"The Emperor actually fell in love with that little bitch!"