Quick Wear: Female Supporting Role

Chapter 145 Long planned

All the royal males of Li Yan would become heterosexual when they reached adulthood, so that the number of Li Yan offspring was small and absurd things happened from time to time.

Mei Nianqing had already left the city. Ning Shujun withdrew her gaze as she watched the carriage going away on the road.

In the past few months, she has already gained control over officials of all ranks in the court, and now she doesn't know whether she will succeed or not.

Ning Shujun changed her appearance and moved to her own small courtyard in the suburbs, where she planted flowers and watered them every day for fun. Seeing another vacant land, she didn't know what to do with it, so she bought some rapeseed and planted it.

Half a month later, news came from the palace that the emperor's old illness had relapsed, and the people would be rewarded handsomely if they could find a famous doctor.

"Are you pretending or not?" Ning Shujun was busy with her own business after getting the news. She put down the hoe, fetched a bucket of water, and watered the planted seedlings.

Ning Shujun stood up and clapped her hands, "No matter if it's true or not, we should go visit him."

After returning to the princess's mansion, the housekeeper, who had been looking sad just now, soon smiled.

"Princess, you are finally back."

Ning Shujun waved her hand, walked into the hall and sat down. She picked up the teacup and drank slowly.

"News came from the palace that your majesty's life is in danger."

"There is a Medicine King Valley in Tanyou's territory. If we invite the miracle doctor to treat your majesty, nothing will go wrong."

"Princess, what you said is very true, but the miracle doctor went on a journey half a year ago, maybe a year at least, maybe seven or eight years at most."

Ning Shujun pretended to be surprised, "Oh, what should I do then?"

Without stopping, Ning Shujun changed her clothes and went to the palace.

The palace was heavily guarded, with ten times more guards than usual. Ning Shujun waited outside until a palace servant came out to convey the news, and then she went in.

There was no one in the hall, Ning Shujun just felt strange. Several sword feathers whistled over, she looked up and saw traps set up in all directions, and she dodged for a while before avoiding the arrows.

But another sharp blade shot out from behind her. She took out the fire crystal and assembled it quickly. As a fire erupted, all the mechanisms were destroyed.

Unexpectedly, there was no damage on the wall. Ning Shujun looked around vigilantly.

At this time, applause sounded, and Hou Ranjie walked out from behind a stone door. "As expected of my disciple, you have extraordinary skills, but it's a pity that you don't know how to adapt."

Ning Shujun put away the firearm and asked with a confused expression: "Master, why is this happening?"

"It's nothing more than taking a look at your foundation. Now it seems incredible!" Hou Ranjie smiled lightly, but the coldness in his eyes had not melted away, and he stared at the person in front of him.

"Shujun heard that the master was seriously ill, so she hurried back. But when she saw that the master was fine, Shujun was relieved." She suppressed her inner anger and her face remained calm.

"I heard that you know some medical skills, you can help me diagnose and treat the poison I have been poisoned with."

Ning Shujun lowered her head and asked in disbelief, "Master was poisoned. Who did it?"

"Aning, this palace of mine is not simply made of wood. It is mixed with black iron, which is ten inches thick and as solid as a cage."

How could she not know? She even knew about the ice room in the basement of the palace.

Ning Shujun looked horrified, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Where is he?" In an instant, Ning Shujun felt pain in her neck and difficulty breathing.

"What is the master saying? Aning didn't understand." She breathed rapidly and tears fell.

Then Hou Ranjie threw the man away like throwing away garbage, wiped it and turned around to look at the man lying on the ground, panting like a dog.

"When you searched for the source of the curse with great fanfare, I was afraid that you would end up in trouble. Now that misfortune has befallen me, I have no choice." Hou Ranjie waved his hands helplessly, "I have not treated you unfairly in the past year or so."

After coming to her senses, Ning Shujun hurriedly knelt down and said, "I was wrong. Please let me go, Master. I will definitely work like a cow or a horse to repay you in the future."

Hou Ranjie's body, which had been holding on for a long time, was a little shaky. He directly ordered the execution of Ning Shujun. He felt more and more uncomfortable, his mind was in a mess, and the past events flooded into his mind.

"Brother Liang," he murmured twice, then fell into the ice room.

In the dream, the man was smiling brightly, as always. The two of them sat opposite each other, chatting and drinking happily.

Later, Brother Liang served the country, wearing armor and looking very majestic. He could only drink alone and wait for Brother Liang to return, but he had been waiting for three to five years, with many women behind him.

They were truly a perfect match. He suppressed his feelings and silently blessed her, but he felt a heart-wrenching pain and didn't know how to relieve it.

I wanted to stay away from trouble, but I didn't expect to hear from Brother Liang again that he was collaborating with the enemy and selling out his country for a woman.

"No, Brother Liang won't do that." Hou Ranjie tried his best to save people and disobeyed his father.

Just to avoid implicating him and to prove his innocence, Brother Liang chose to die.

Brother Liang cannot die, there must be a way to save him.

Even if there is no return, I still want to drink with you again.

As long as they find someone with the same fate as them, they can go to the ancestral temple and offer the blood of the white crane there as a blessing, and they will surely be able to save Brother Liang.

"Oh my god!" Ning Shujun leaned on the dragon throne, with the Xuan Yue Mirror (which she named herself) hanging in front of her.

"You are still an infatuated man." Unfortunately, it was a wrong decision to kill her. "Just endure it slowly in this illusion!"

Ning Shujun put away the mirror, tidied herself up, and waited to be summoned by the palace servant. There was already a person who looked exactly like Ran Jie lying on the sickbed, dying as if she would die at any time.

When she saw Hou Ranjie coming to settle the score with her, she never expected that he was so powerful and that his internal strength could support his weak body.

It was a pity that among all the concubines, Ning Shujun was standing in the corner crying.

The puppet on the dragon bed slowly raised its hand and pointed at where Ning Shujun was standing. The concubine in front of her rushed forward crying with joy, but it turned out not to be her.

It was not until the chief eunuch of the palace announced that Xuan's youngest son would be made emperor and Princess Shujun would be named the eldest princess to assist in the administration of the country.

No one could accept it, and some concubines didn't care about anything else and stepped forward to curse Ning Shujun as a disaster star.

"Drag him away," Ning Shujun growled, then stepped forward and gently shook Hou Ranjie's hand, "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"

After she listened carefully, her face darkened, and then she stepped back and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

One stick of incense later, the emperor of Liyan Kingdom passed away, and his youngest son Xuan was made emperor. On the top floor of Chenglou, Ning Shujun was alone, feeling the cold wind, looking at the territory of Liyan in the distance.

Then he looked away, picked up the mirror and looked at himself. His eyes were red and swollen, and his face looked a little haggard.

At this time, the messenger came back to report that the Prime Minister wanted to see him.

The person who came was Mo Song. He now holds a high position and it was also the order given by Ning Shujun.

"Princess, please take care of your health and don't overwork yourself."

"How's it going?"

"Except for the envoys from Liuhuo, other countries did not send anyone. I guess they look down on our small country of Liyan." The meaning was very clear. How could a young woman like Liuhuo accomplish anything?

Ning Shujun suddenly laughed, and after a while she said, "Yeah, it's a small place, people don't look down on it."

Liyan is a remote and barren land. The Liuhuo now devours the surrounding small countries, which have long been bordering Changguo, and the war has never stopped.

"Well, if you don't want to come, then don't come!" She then walked down the city wall and entered the main hall.

During this year, with the help of Mo Song, Ning Shujun gradually stabilized the government.