Chapter 6: Making Enemies 2

Realizing her rudeness, Lvlu hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "This servant was rude, please forgive me, Princess Consort."

"I told you not to kneel, get up quickly."

Seeing a hint of doubt in her eyes, Liu Qinghua said, "If you have something to say, just say it. I don't like beating around the bush."

"This servant is just puzzled—can the Princess Consort truly forgive Consort Xin's bullying?" Lvlu subconsciously glanced behind her. Although the floor had been cleaned, the room still could not hide the heavy scent of blood.

Because during her missions in the modern era, she had encountered scenes of bloodshed and injury almost every time, and the level of carnage was far beyond what a forehead injury could compare to.

Having long since grown used to such things, Liu Qinghua shrugged and winked at Lvlu, saying, "It's a matter of 'if someone doesn't provoke me, I won't provoke them.' If she continues to be ungrateful and comes looking for trouble again, just wait and watch the show."

After speaking, she continued to lower her head to study the history books.

By the time the moon rose above the willow branches, she had more or less gained a clear understanding of the current state of the dynasty.

For nearly a hundred years since the Ouyang clan established the dynasty, they had fought wars year after year to expand their territory. The throne had passed to the third generation along with the expansion of the map, which was the current reigning Emperor Chongcheng.

Emperor Chongcheng had been on the throne for twenty years. Unlike the two previous emperors, he was no longer obsessed with expanding the territory, but instead focused on implementing benevolent governance domestically, which was why the world's affairs had trended toward peace in recent years.

What caught her particular attention was a mention in the historical records of a general named Lie. He had followed the late emperor onto the battlefield, achieved brilliant military feats, and ultimately died protecting his lord. Recognizing his loyalty and courage, the late emperor specially posthumously honored him as the Duke of State and granted him the imperial surname and a princely title, allowing his honor to be passed down through future generations.

She closed the book and turned to ask Lvlu, "Is your Prince a member of the imperial clan, or did his family inherit the title from their ancestors?"

Lvlu appeared somewhat surprised and said, "Does the Princess Consort not know? The Prince's father was a great hero of our country! He died on the battlefield and was posthumously granted a princely title and the imperial surname by the Emperor, so the Prince changed his surname to Ouyang and inherited the old Prince's title."

"I see." Liu Qinghua nodded understandingly and continued to ask, "Then do you know what the background and family status of that side consort who bullied me is?"

"Consort Xin's original surname is Lu. Her father is the current Prime Minister, and her aunt is the current Empress Murong. I heard her grandfather was also a great figure who achieved illustrious military merits."

Lvlu answered truthfully, trying her best to scavenge any information about Lu Xin from her mind, before shaking her head and saying, "As for the rest, this servant does not know."

Liu Qinghua nodded and muttered softly, "No wonder she's so arrogant, actually bullying someone to the point of attempted suicide."

Since the records in the historical texts cut off abruptly ten years ago, she pulled Lvlu aside to ask more about Ouyang Jing. After all, she was nominally the Princess Consort of Jing, so she had to understand him thoroughly.

Speaking of Ouyang Jing, Lvlu's face carried an unmistakable pride and admiration.

In her heart, although the Prince wore a strange mask all day, his heroic deeds—being heavily relied upon by the Emperor at a young age to be titled a Young General and establishing great military merits for the country—were enough to make every woman in the world admire him.

Looking at the young girl's face full of excitement and joy, Liu Qinghua sighed inwardly. She thought that since Ouyang Jing was not truly a member of the imperial family, now that the world was at peace, he likely had no place to exert his talents. Furthermore, the various military merits he had earned might even cause him to draw the suspicion of the imperial family.

She waved her hand to stop Lvlu's chatter and asked, "Haven't there been no wars to fight in recent years? What does your Prince do every day?"

"Nowadays, besides attending the morning court, I hear that the Prince regularly goes to the army to train the troops, or otherwise spends his time horse riding and practicing martial arts."

While the master and servant were conversing, the door to the sleeping chamber was pushed open, and a man wearing a red brocade robe and a black gold mask walked in with his hands behind his back.