The Princess's Notebook

Shortly after the military exercise at Jinming Lake, His Majesty ordered the Prince of Jin and the Prince of Jin to jointly manage the Ministry of War and escort the grain and fodder, while Zhao Feiran went to Suiyuan to supervise the battle. From then on, the two-year Suiyuan War began. At first, the court officials did not take it seriously. Suiyuan was just a border area, so there was no need for such a huge battle. Wherever the royal army went, there would be no one left. Within two months, the king of Suiyuan came to see him with his head.

In July, when Shiqi Niang sent Zhao Feiran on his long journey, she was thinking the same thing. She stood in front of the bronze mirror, helping him to adjust his armor and sword, and gave him detailed instructions, saying that she would wait for him to come back.

Zhao Feiran smiled normally and joked that she was a little cat who was brave but also crybaby.

Shiqi Niang didn't like to hear this, so she tightened her armor straps and ignored him. Zhao Feiran touched her cheek and said softly, "No matter how long it takes, you wait for me to come back."

"How long? I've never heard that Suiyuan has a strong military force before." Shiqi Niang didn't understand and asked in surprise.

"Don't worry about these things, just wait for me. When I'm not around, you can talk to your mother more, and go look for your sister and the princesses. If you get bored, you can go home and take a look. When I'm gone, there will be no one to control your father. I've asked Sun Du to tell Feng Ji to take good care of him. Feng Ji is a man with more tricks than a beehive, and I feel relieved when he's watching over him. And..."

From the dark night to the light appearing in the sky, Shiqi Niang felt for the first time that this person could also speak nicely.

When Sun Du urged her in the corridor and Zhao Feiran could not wait any longer, he gently squeezed her hand and rubbed her neck.

His back disappeared into the light, leaving Shiqi Niang alone, thinking over his words in her mind, becoming more and more uneasy.

When the horn sounded and the troops were being recruited outside Xuande Gate, Shiqi Niang could not help but order General Cao of the Left Guard to lead the way to Xuande Gate to watch Zhao Feiran recruit troops for the battle. Among the crowd of armors, the purple and gold armor on him was particularly eye-catching, shining with golden light and majestic. He seemed to have sensed something, and before leaving, he looked back at the top of the city wall and nodded and smiled at Shiqi Niang.

The royal army marched forward with the sound of gongs and drums.

This one, from the light gauze shirt to the fox fur cape. The ground was covered with white snow, fluttering in the wind. Shiqi Niang sat in the corridor of Tianguang Palace, looking at the lush green courtyard, with white snow on top, and occasionally a few snow beads scattered.

Half a year, he had been away for half a year.

That day, Jingui came running over happily, saying that Zhao Feiran had sent a letter. Shiqi Niang was making shoe uppers, and her hands were shaking as she inserted a needle, and blood immediately gushed out. She didn't care, and quickly asked Jingui to bring the letter over, and held it tightly in her hand.

On the envelope was written: From the Crown Princess herself.

Shiqi Niang felt that this was not Zhao Feiran's style, and thought there was something else inside. Sure enough, there was a second envelope, with the words "Wang Shiqi Little Monster" written on it.

The words were written in a powerful and domineering handwriting. Wang Shiqi Niang could not imagine the situation in which he wrote them. Was he writing secretly under the light of the tent, or was he writing behind everyone's back in the setting moonlight? In short, he definitely did not write in front of all the soldiers.

"It's nice to meet you.

July, half a year. The Suiyuan bandits, with insufficient military strength, have collusion with the traitors within...

The scenery of Suiyuan, the sun shining on the golden mountain, the vast grassland, the horse galloping in the wind. I whipped the whip and traveled far away, taking in the mountains and rivers, the warm breeze, the green grass and fragrance. Whenever I see this, I look around, hoping that you are by my side to share the beautiful scenery. However, between heaven and earth, there are only me, the black bird, and the fierce horse. I returned to the tent, picked up the pen to write, and put it down several times, only seeing the swaying lights, and the hazy figure of your love, looming.

Your every smile and every gesture was before my eyes, and I went to sleep with a smile on my face. I woke up in the middle of the night, and reached out to search for you, but the quilt was cold and there was no trace of you. I thought of sending Sun Du to bring you back on horseback. But Suiyuan was miserable and cold, and supplies were scarce. I was afraid that you would be tired, so I gave up.

Is everything going well for you in Kyoto? Can mother say anything? Is father in trouble? Is sister keeping you company? Inside and outside the imperial city, my wife, the crown princess, and the officials of the Eastern Palace are all subject to your orders and do not need to be afraid of anyone.

My dear, I have a request, I hope you will grant it. "

His letters were short in words, as if he wrote whatever he thought of, without any conclusion or destination.

When he first talked about government affairs, Shiqi Niang felt uneasy, but after those few words, her face flushed and her heart beat fast. He never said good things, but now his words were so euphemistic and sad that Shiqi Niang couldn't help but suspect that what he wanted was definitely not a good thing.

However, after writing two pages, he did not specify what he wanted.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't understand it. The soldiers who were going to Suiyuan to deliver the message came to ask for permission several times, but Shiqi Niang delayed delivering the letter because of this. About the seventh day, Zhao Feiran's letter came again, and the last sentence was still "My dear, I have a request, I hope you will agree."

Shiqi Niang was confused and looked at the soldiers who came to urge her to send the letter. "What else did His Highness say?"

"Your Highness also said that the Crown Princess must understand the key points in the process, and this matter was started by you."

"I?"

"Indeed. Princess, when will you reply? I will leave for Suiyuan the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Shiqi Niang couldn't bear to see the soldiers in trouble, "Don't worry, I'll send someone to deliver it to you tomorrow morning."

In the end, she agreed to Zhao Feiran's inexplicable request. She thought that between the two of them, it would not be possible for one of them to harm the other.

Unexpectedly, on the eve of New Year's Eve, Zhao Feiran returned to Beijing quietly without disturbing anyone.

In the middle of the night, Shiqi Niang was awakened by a face that suddenly approached her. The face was covered with stubble, which hurt her. In her confusion, she could not see clearly, so she thought it was a scoundrel and slapped him immediately.

The other party was quick and grabbed the young lady's hand, "Wang Shiqi, you still want to slap me again, right?"

Only at this moment did Shiqi Niang realize that this person was Zhao Feiran.

In her surprise, she forgot that her hand was still held by someone and rushed towards him. However, because her hands were restrained, she could not move and could only watch him approach. It seemed that he had not washed for a long time, and there were bloodshot eyes and frost on his face.

Under the light of a tiny candle, Shiqi Niang touched the corner of his eye. There, his beautiful eyebrows were broken, leaving a glaring scar, still bright and new. It ran diagonally from top to bottom, almost reaching his right eye.

Shiqi Niang was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and was extremely scared. "You...your face?" Zhao Feiran didn't care. "In Daye, there has never been a reason that a disfigured face can't make you a king."

"Who said that!" As she spoke, tears from the corners of her eyes slid down with Zhao Feiran's hands, fell between his fingers, and disappeared into his sleeves.

"Let's not talk about this. I came back today to report military affairs to my father and to see you and ask for something."

Shiqi Niang hadn't recovered from her shock yet when he took her away. "What?"

Zhao Feiran didn't answer, "Do you still remember the letter from home? I was asking for something from you in it?"

"what?"

He suddenly leaned in close, rubbing his stubble-covered face against the young lady's smooth skin. He panted in her ear, "Tell me, who was the author of "The Marriage Life of the Little Eunuch" about?"

"Hmm?" The young lady was confused and didn't know where to start thinking.

"It can't be me?! Right? Wang Shiqi, don't tell me whether I am a eunuch or not, you don't know. No one in this world knows more than you."

At this moment, Shiqi Niang finally woke up, "You..."

"You want to ask me when I knew it? Humph, I already knew who I am, but I didn't punish you because I pitied you. Now, you wait, wait for me to come back after taking a shower and changing clothes, and then I will tell you whether I am a eunuch." He pinched the young lady's right hand forcefully, "You have already agreed, so just wait." After that, he walked around the screen to take a shower.

Shiqi Niang lay on the couch in a daze, and only after the figure disappeared did she sort out the whole thing.

What this guy wants in his heart is to verify whether he is Xiao Huangmen or not? ?

This...this, thinking about the "Little Eunuch" that she had made up back then, Shiqi Niang couldn't help but shrink her neck. This kind of thing is so terrible!

Before she could think of a solution, Zhao Feiran had already come out of the shower. He was wearing a shirt that was hung crookedly and looked extremely untidy.

"Your undergarment?"

"Never mind. I'll be taking it off soon anyway. It saves me the trouble."

Has this man become so shameless in the past six months?

"Where's your face?"

"Wang Shiqi, when you spread rumors that I was a eunuch, did you consider my dignity? Don't say too much. I'm here to collect a debt today, so why would I waste my breath on you?"

They slept on the same bed, under the same quilt. There were creaking and groaning noises, which continued until the next morning.

Zhao Feiran got up refreshed, changed his clothes and prepared to enter the palace. Before leaving, he looked at the bed and saw that the young lady had turned over at some point, with her arm exposed. Fearing that she would be cold, he put her arm back into the quilt.

After lifting the quilt, he saw that the girl's neck and chest were covered with bruises. He felt distressed and thought about finding some ointment.

Zhao Feiran, who was a dog that couldn't spit out ivory, said, "Wang Shiqi, you are even more valuable. If you keep me for a few more years, I don't know if the money in my East Palace treasury will be enough. You said, when you spread rumors, you were so capable that you wrote 27 chapters. Now you can't bear it after only practicing three chapters. As for the rest, we'll settle the account after you are well."

After saying this, he looked again and again, then walked out with a swagger.

He returned to Beijing for military affairs, so why should he hide it? Moreover, if Wang Shiqi was pregnant, he didn't want her to be gossiped about and asked where the child came from.

There is no need to elaborate on the audience with His Majesty and the meeting with the Queen.

They couldn't stay in Kyoto for long. After Zhao Feiran settled everything, he hurried back to the East Palace and picked up Wang Shiqi who had just woken up. "You stay well in the East Palace. I will be back soon. I sent someone to the pharmacy to send you medicine in a while. You are a delicate little girl. Take good care of yourself... But I know."

The last sentence sounds like a father on a long journey giving advice to his lovely daughter.

Shiqi Niang said with tears in her eyes, "Well, I'll wait for you to come back."

"But you can't just wait! You still owe me twenty-four chapters. I'm afraid you can't pay it back with your body!"

"You are so shameless!"

"Yes, yes, I have no shame. Our Wang Shiqi is a girl who cares about her dignity the most." After coaxing her, he raised his hand and touched Shiqi Niang's belly, "If you have any news? Tell me immediately! Don't make a fool of yourself over this."

"How can it be so magical!"

"I am the prince!"

In September of the following year, the Crown Princess gave birth to a son named Min. "If you have jade, you will polish it; if you have a knife, you will polish it. If you don't polish it, who will be rewarded for your work?"

(End of this chapter)