Behind the gauzy red curtains, there were clearly people on the second floor. It was quite the beguiling scene. In broad daylight, there was a shadowy pair that was having a fun romp behind the curtains.
There were many people with the last name Nie in the imperial court, so Ning Mingjie didn't think too much it. He resumed walking and followed after the three women.
After a while, Pengyue got bored of sightseeing and loudly insisted that she wanted to go to a military training ground. A military training ground was a place where army troops were usually performing drills, and the nearest one was on the outskirts of the capital. Ji Man remembered that Ning Yuxuan had told her that the princess like martial arts. She had silently exclaimed in admiration at the time. Was Marquis Moyu actually a central intelligence officer? It really seemed like he knew everything.
With his official position, Ning Mingjie was naturally able to bring them to a military training ground. However, after Ji Man had accompanied Pengyue in touring the military training ground for a while, she saw someone that she would never expected to see in this type of place.
A group of guards were currently performing a training exercise and loudly shouting. They looked as fierce as tigers as they skillfully displayed their talents with their weapons. The princess watched this training with keen interest.
Ji Man turned her head to the side and saw someone sitting at the side of the training field.
Or, to put it in another way, there was a wooden wheelchair parked over there.
The second prince was quietly watching the training guards. His face was blank and without any hint of emotion, but his entire body seemed to be radiating a strong feeling of admiration and envy. He truly looked very pitiful.
Pengyue wasn't blind, so she naturally saw him too. As soon as she noticed that there was a man wearing an official robe only worn by princes, she became curious. Tugging on Nie Sangyu's sleeve, she asked, "Your country has princes that are cripples?"
Ji Man nodded. "That's the second prince. He usually stays in the palace and doesn't come out often. I heard that his legs were like that since he was born."
Tapping the long whip she was holding, Pengyue inexplicably felt an urge to walk over there and chat with the second prince. But, the second prince actually pretended that he didn't seem them. He turned his wheelchair in the other direction and started to leave.
"Why would a grand prince appear at a military training ground? Since he had already come, why is he leaving so quickly?" Pengyue frowned. Feeling very unsatisfied, she said, "Do the men in Great Song like to play hard to get?"
This princess seemed as if she had a pre-installed software that systematically ridicule people. Once she figured out someone's intentions, was there any need in publicly stating aloud his intentions so blatantly?
Ning Mingjie came over and reminded them that it was about time for them to leave too. A military training field wasn't a zoo. After using his connections to briefly tour the place, they should be leaving.
Right after Pengyue left the military training field, she grumbled again, "If he wanted to talk to me, he should just come over and talk. What's the meaning in leaving after only showing his face? Even though I wouldn't marry a cripple, it would still be nice to make a new friend."
Ji Man couldn't resist laughing. "Your Highness, if you want to be friends with the second prince, you can just go to his estate to look for him."
"Who wants to look for him?" Pengyue harrumphed. She turned her head and looked around for a bit before saying, "There's nowhere else fun to go, and I'm tired from walking too. How about we go rest at one of your homes?"
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The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
Historical FictionNot my story for offline reading purposes. This is book 1 Credits to Fuyu Neko who is the translator Link:https://www.novelupdates.com/series/the-dreamer-in-the-spring-boudoir/ "I can't accept this! I can't! Even as a ghost, I'm going to spend eter...