chapter 8.2

Since his childhood, the prince had a cold temperament. Apart from Emperor Ziyuan and Wen Shuo, who had been brought to the East Palace eight years ago, he had never interceded for anyone in front of him.

"Is that so? I have issued a decree today for her to be appointed as the young secretary of the Da Lisi Hall. Crown Prince, as you saw a few days ago, what about this person Ren Anle?"

Han Yue looked up and suddenly remembered the way the woman in black clothes ran towards him from her horse that day, and with a burning sensation in her eyes. He said solemnly to Emperor Jianing, "Father, in my opinion, if Ren An Le becomes the general of our Dajing, it will be a blessing for the court."

Emperor Jianing raised his eyes abruptly and looked at the crown prince for half a second before waving his hand and saying, "I see, you can go down."

Han Yue looked slightly stunned. He bowed and saluted then withdrew.

The sound of the prince's distant footsteps became inaudible. Emperor Jianing rubbed his thumb and raised his finger, his eyes dark and deep.

"How can you speak so highly of her? It seems that I really missed out on a lot of things by not going to the autumn hunting feast this year."

The words of the Left Minister were still ringing in his ears, but today the Crown Prince actually said the opposite: 'It would be a blessing for Dajing if Ren Anle were to become a general'.

Such diametrically opposed words.

What could Ren Anle have that would make the two of them think so highly of her? For the first time, Emperor Jianing became curious about this female bandit from the frontier.

Zhao Fu listened to Emperor Jianing's self-talk and lowered his eyes without saying a word.

It was not just this year. The Emperor had stopped attending the imperial family's autumn hunting feasts since the demise of the Di family ten years ago.

Or rather, since ten years ago, Emperor Jianing had never taken a single step out of the imperial capital.

"Zhao Fu, have you seen the Crown Prince plea for leniency in the past few years?"

Zhao Fu, who was distracted, heard Emperor Jia Ning's sudden question and his heart trembled as he hurriedly stepped forward to reply, "Never."

"Maybe it is really useful to keep Ren Anle."

Emperor Jianing was thoughtful, and a deep meaning appeared between his brows.

"Your Majesty, Princess Shaohua requests an audience outside." Zhao Fu heard the movement outside and reported back in a low voice.

"No. Tell her to return to the Chaoyun Palace Hall to ponder over her mistakes. She is not allowed to go out of the palace for a month. Pass on my orders to Consort Qi, telling her to discipline the princess properly. If Shaohua is so arrogant and domineering again in the future, Zhen will not forgive her lightly."

[zhèn - I; we (imperial use)]

Emperor Jianing brushed his sleeve, his face slightly sunken.

No matter how out of line Ren Anle's actions were, she was ultimately right about one thing.

It is an imperial taboo for a princess to interfere with politics.