I didn't become a princess today

Chapter 109
As soon as Wei Yan's words came out, Mrs. Shen was so startled that she couldn't speak for a long time. King Ming wanted to...

Wei Yan's eyes were cold, and seeing Mrs. Shen not speaking for a long time, he wanted to bypass her and enter the ancestral hall.

Only then did Mrs. Shen come back to her senses, her tone was a little anxious, and she said, "Mingjun King, Shen Yuan didn't set up a memorial tablet."

Wei Yan stopped in his tracks, his pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes exuded hostility, and said angrily, "Why didn't you stand?"

After Shen Yuan's death, the Marquis of Zhongyi did not set up a mourning hall. Wei Yan thought it was because Shen Yuan's body was not there, so Shen Yu didn't waste his time, but he didn't expect that Shen Yuan didn't even set up a memorial tablet!

Mrs. Shen and Yu Biao hurriedly knelt down and explained: "Shen Yu arranged for Shen Yuan's death. Shen Yu said that there is no need to set up a mourning hall and memorial tablet for Shen Yuan, so the old man didn't ask any more questions."

After Shen Yu became a Marquis, Mrs. Shen never confronted Shen Yuan again, but she still couldn't let go of her grudge, so she simply stopped asking about their sisters.

"No need?" Wei Yan murmured, and the scene after Xiao Nanshan appeared that day appeared in his mind again, and suddenly he had a guess in his mind.

The day of Shen Yuan's death has always been his nightmare, and every time he thinks about it, his heart aches, so Wei Yan never thought about everything that happened that day.

Wei Yan was in a daze for a moment, is it possible that Shen Yuan is still alive?
"Do you think Xiao Yuan'er is still alive?" Zhao Xian was drinking tea with Wei Yan on the Louyuan platform, but Wei Yan suddenly said such a sentence.

Zhao Xian suddenly felt that Wei Yan was crazier than three years ago. The 120 eight-carrying betrothal gift was sent to the Zhongyihou's mansion today and he never brought it back. He forced an engagement with Shen Yuan, without the order of his parents or the words of a matchmaker.

An hour ago, Emperor Yun Jing sent someone to Qin Wangfu to summon Wei Yan for questioning, but Wei Yan jumped over the wall and ran out, pretending not to hear.

"Shen Yuan's body was taken away by Xiao Nanshan." Thinking of the white-haired man, Wei Yan suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "Can Xiao Nanshan really bring people back to life?"

Zhao Xian shook the peacock feather fan in his hand, and replied: "I remember that there was a strange story that said that Xiao Nanshan has lived for hundreds of years, and he lives in the southern border of Buguishan..."

Zhao Xian suddenly remembered something, lowered his voice, and continued mysteriously: "But the rumor that he can bring people back to life probably comes from the life-renewing lamp in his hand."

What Zhao Xian usually likes to read most is all kinds of strange stories. He has heard all kinds of rumors about Xiao Nanshan, but he has not seen the deity.

A little bit of hope rose in Wei Yan's heart. If the rumors Zhao Xian said were true, would it be possible for Shen Yuan to still be alive...

"Isn't Xiao Guoshi going to bring envoys from Southern Xinjiang to Chang'an in a few days? You can find an opportunity to ask him about Xiaoyuan'er." Because Zhao Xian is the son of the Minister of Rites, he visits other countries, holds banquets in the palace, etc. Things are quite familiar.

With two panda eyes, Chu Li looked haggard, raised her head from the pile of reports and letters, and looked outside at the dimly lit sky.

In the past two days, he had barely closed his eyes. He glanced at Shen Yuan who was sleeping on the screen, stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of her skirt, and said, "Junior Sister, it's dawn."

Shen Yuan rubbed her eyes, she was still holding a booklet in her hand, ink was stained on her light pink sleeves, and she yawned, "Brother, I've organized the booklet for you, this can't be lost, these They are all people who will be transferred to Chang'an..."

Suddenly, Shen Yuan seemed to have heard something, got up and said, "I'll go outside and have a look."

Shen Yuan went outside and pushed open the door of the study, her eyes lit up, and she shouted, "Master!"

Xiao Nanshan didn't know when he came, but he still had that indifferent appearance, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, and his long white hair was tied loosely behind his head with a hair tie.

Xiao Nanshan raised his finger to point to the sky, Shen Yuan straightened his expression, nodded and said: "Yuan'er understands, let's take senior brother into the palace."

Today is the day to set off for Chang'an.

Xiao Nanshan shook his head lightly, and stepped back a few steps to the side. Several teams of maids and eunuchs from the Southern Border Palace poured in from outside, holding water basins, clothes and other things in their hands, knelt down and said in unison: "Welcome to the little prince!" Go back to the palace with Miss Shen."

Shen Yuan was startled, now that she is in a high position, she is the apprentice of the Nanjiang National Teacher, and a close minister next to the little prince, looking at the people kneeling in the yard, her mood at this moment should be described as subtle.

"You guys wait here a moment." Shen Yuan gave instructions to the palace servants, then blessed Xiao Nanshan, and ran into the study.

Chu Li was still lying on the table, trying to get back to sleep, but was pulled up by Shen Yuan, "Someone is coming from the palace."

When Chu Li heard someone coming from the palace, she was frightened awake in an instant, thinking that the group of veterans had come to arrest him to inherit the throne again, "Who came here again this time?!"

Shen Yuan wiped off the ink stains on his face with a handkerchief, and said: "It's Master, I'm going to Chang'an today, someone from the palace will wash and change your clothes for you, and then go into the palace."

According to the usual practice, they had to start from the gate of the palace, and then they had to parade around Fengzhou in sedan chairs before they could change carriages and leave the city.

Chu Li breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not arrested to enter the palace to inherit the throne.

Shen Yuan put down the handkerchief, and helped Chu Li straighten the crooked hair crown, Chu Li was puzzled, and said: "It will be good if someone from the palace comes in to help me take care of it later."

"From now on, senior brother can't slack off at any moment, I will always keep an eye on senior brother."

Chu Li's gaze sank slightly, and the indifference on his face was put away, he nodded and said, "I know."

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Chu Li's body, Shen Yuan smiled and said, "Then I will ask the palace servants to come in and wash for you."

Chu Li looked sideways at Shen Yuan's leaving back, suddenly smiled softly, and the idea of ​​marrying Shen's family came up again.

At noon, two luxurious carriages stopped at the gate of the Nanjiang Palace, followed by a hundred-man army, all of whom were military elites, and they would be responsible for escorting the Southern Xinjiang envoys.

The two sedan chairs were carried by eight burly men, and landed in front of Xiao Nanshan and Chu Li, welcoming them into the sedan chair.

Xiao Nanshan was still wearing the gray and loose Taoist robe, Shen Yuan and Xiao Nanshan were in the same sedan chair, dressed in a silver-gray Chinese dress with an open white gauze, and walked gracefully.She wears a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, her black hair is tied lightly with a headband, a butterfly hairpin is inserted on her head, and light-colored tassels hang down gently, holding her own picture scroll in her hand.

"Junior Sister, don't fall!" Chu Li on the side couldn't help reminding when she saw that Shen Yuan was holding a scroll in one hand and a long skirt in the other to get on the sedan chair.

Shen Yuan bowed her head, because she was going to parade in the street, so she had to dress up a bit more grandly today, so as not to embarrass Master, but this skirt is really inconvenient.

Seeing Shen Yuan stepping on her skirt again, Chu Li hurriedly bent over to lift up the skirt at the back for her. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her doing so, but the dereliction of duty palace servant next to her was terrified.

When the time came, the two sedans set off one after the other. Many people gathered on both sides of the street who wanted to get a glimpse of Xiao Nanshan's true face, but the light veil of the sedan chair blocked their sight, and they could only vaguely see There are figures, one big and one small, inside.

But even if he could only see a vague shadow, it couldn't stop the people in southern Xinjiang from admiring Xiao Nanshan, and worshiped him with the most noble etiquette in southern Xinjiang...

(End of this chapter)