Where prosperity ends, flowers never end

Chapter 133 Princess Kunning

Early February—

It is spring and flowers are blooming. Although it is not yet warm spring, it is no longer necessary to wear cotton clothes. Ran Qianxi also plans to return the cloak to Tan Qianhuan.

"Godfather, I'll return your cloak to you."

Tan Qianhuan was in the study making arrangements for leaving the house when Ran Qianxi swaggered in. All the officials and subordinates in the room shuddered when they saw the cloak in her hand.

Tan Qianhuan raised his eyes slightly and frowned unnaturally.

"Have you worn enough clothes?"

Ran Qianxi looked at him in confusion.

"No!"

"So it's not necessary?"

The corners of her mouth were raised in a daze, and there was a thorough scrutiny in Tan Qianhuan's eyes.

"Um... I don't need it for now..."

"Why?"

She still didn't understand the meaning of this cloak. For the soldiers, it meant power; for the courtiers, it meant status; for him, it meant his youth and glory.

He gave away his youth with his own hands, wanting to share the glory with her, but she gave it back to him without a second thought.

"It's... spring has begun... do I still need it..."

Tan Qianhuan stood up elegantly and walked over gracefully.

"Just because the weather is getting warmer?"

"yes…"

Tan Qianhuan relaxed his expression and smiled.

"Just take it and wear it to keep warm in winter."

Ran Qianxi hesitated for a moment and gladly accepted his kindness.

"Okay, then tell me when godfather wants to go back."

"It's yours if I give it to you."

Ran Qianxi smiled happily.

"Hey? You gave it to me?"

Tan Qianhuan raised his hand and touched her head lovingly.

"Yes, I gave it to Xier."

Ran Qianxi smiled happily and hugged the cloak in her arms.

"I will definitely keep it well."

"Good~"

Looking at the situation in the study, Tan Qianhuan was obviously busy with some important matters.

"Then godfather, please get busy. I'll go back first."

"I'll be done soon, and then we'll go back to Beijing together."

"All right."

Afternoon -

After lunch, the two of them rode in a carriage together, talking and laughing.

"Godfather, why does the Queen Mother always invite you to her birthday party?"

The Empress Dowager would send him invitations every time she celebrated her birthday, which was simply the royal family's way of showing the deep affection between the monarch and his subjects to outsiders.

"I do not know either."

Tan Qianhuan naturally understood the reason, but there was no need to disturb Ran Qianxi.

“Haha, it must be because your adoptive father is so loyal that the emperor values ​​you very much.”

Tan Qianhuan smiled impatiently. Baili Yong not only did not dare to look up to him, but was also often wary of him. If it were not for the fact that he had 500,000 soldiers under his command, he would have been sent to the guillotine long ago. His achievements were greater than his master's, so how dangerous it was.

"I borrow Xier's good words."

"Haha, go ahead and lend it to me."

After three days of driving, they finally arrived at the imperial city before noon, and the birthday banquet was about to begin.

The two of them entered the palace together. The palace servants did not dare to whisper, but they were all muttering in their hearts.

When they arrived at Cixi Palace, the empress dowager had not yet taken her seat, but a woman in her prime wearing a bright red court dress attracted Ran Qianxi's attention.

"Is that Princess Kunning?"

Tan Qianhuan didn't even raise his head, but Princess Kunning kept staring at him.

"Ah."

Ran Qianxi patted Tan Qianhuan.

"Then why does she keep looking at you?"

Tan Qianhuan took the seat gracefully, stroking the hem of her clothes gently.

"I don't know."

Ran Qianxi sat next to him without knowing what was going on, and all the women in the room looked at her with red eyes.

"Godfather...Does she know you? She's still looking..."

"Maybe. I don't know her."

Ran Qianxi nodded doubtfully.

"Ow..."

The Queen Mother had not yet appeared and the banquet had not started. Ran Qianxi was eating melon seeds out of boredom when Princess Kunning actually came over.

"Godfather, Godfather...she's coming..."

Tan Qianhuan was calm and composed, and still didn't look up at her.

"Don't panic, Xi'er."

"She is even more domineering than the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother doesn't have a good relationship with her. What if she causes trouble?"

Tan Qianhuan smiled faintly and pushed the peeled melon seeds over.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

After hearing this, Ran Qianxi felt relieved, but still panicked.

"His father was the regent of the previous dynasty, right? The country was conquered by you and his father. The Queen Mother doesn't want to offend her easily. What do you think she is doing here?"

Baili Qing is ten years older than Tan Qianhuan, and he is seven or eight years older than Princess Kunning.

As Princess Kunning approached, Ran Qianxi stood up fearfully.

"This subject greets the princess."

Kun Ning glanced at her and motioned for her to stand up, but Tan Qianhuan did not move.

"The King of Jibei is sitting really steadily."

Tan Qianhuan obviously didn't want to pay attention to her. She was annoyed and threw the melon seed plate!

"Mom..."

Ran Qianxi was so frightened that she stood up like a bamboo pole, but Tan Qianhuan remained calm and clapped his hands.

"What does the princess want to do?"

Kun Ning didn't know why he was filled with anger, and seemed to be filled with hatred.

"I just can't stand your ignorant look!"

Ran Qianxi was stunned. Even if she was Baili Qing's daughter, she should never insult the powerful king.

"Haha...that..."

Ran Qianxi smiled awkwardly, and just as she was about to speak, she was blocked by Kun Ning's sharp eyes.

Tan Qianhuan leaned calmly in his seat, looking at Kun Ning with disdain.

"The princess calms down."

Seeing his contemptuous look, Kun Ning became furious and picked up the wine glass and was about to smash it. Seeing this, Ran Qianxi immediately stood in front of Tan Qianhuan!

Kun Ning was stunned and suppressed his anger.

Tan Qianhuan's expression immediately changed, becoming gloomy and vicious!

"Princess, please pay attention to your posture!"

"What face do you have that makes me pay attention to your posture? Are you very high-profile?"

Tan Qianhuan raised his eyebrows fearlessly.

"Don't worry, my lord."

A few years ago, Tan Qianhuan became famous in one battle. On the day he returned triumphantly to Beijing, flowers were thrown onto the attic one after another.

His handsome and refined temperament attracted the attention of the ladies in the city, and young girls in their twenties went to great lengths to meet him.

At the welcoming party, Kun Ning, who was still unmarried, noticed him and pursued him several times, but he was not moved at all.

It so happened that he was highly valued by the late emperor and was rewarded every day, so rumors spread in the court that he was using his beauty to serve the emperor.

Soon, Kun Ning, who learned about this, found him, but Tan Qianhuan had no feelings for her at all, so he naturally ignored her opinion of him. Facing her questioning, he neither admitted nor explained.

Kun Ning was born beautiful. She was proud of her beauty and talent, but she was unmoved by Tan Qianhuan. It was not until Baili Qing's rebellion was suppressed that she began to love and hate Tan Qianhuan.

"Tan Qianhuan, don't think that I can't do without you."

There was an obvious sneer on Tan Qianhuan's face.

"Oh, Princess, you worry too much."

"you!"

Tan Qianhuan stroked the loose hair on Ran Qianxi's forehead and helped her sit back.

"Is the princess done?"

Kun Ning was speechless. Even if she said it a thousand times, Tan Qianhuan would not notice her.

"Please go back when you are done."

Kun Ning was unwilling to accept that he didn't have his eyes on her, so he pointed at Ran Qianxi and questioned her.

"Who is she? Your wife?"

Tan Qianhuan raised the corner of his mouth in disdain.

"I dare not ask the princess to worry about my personal affairs, please return to your seat."