Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"Your Majesty, Prince Lin'an has been frequently visiting Su Zhexian's residence. This behavior has been severely reprimanded by Consort Chen on several occasions. His Highness is of a strong character and even once proposed to take Su Nan as his consort, but unfortunately, it was resolutely rejected by Consort Chen."

Huaiqing's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. She was not surprised at all. After all, with Consort Chen vying for the Empress's favor, there were already many undercurrents of power in the court.

Those civil officials and Su Nan were irreconcilable enemies. If Lin'an were to take Su Nan as her husband, Consort Chen would be completely breaking with the entire civil official group in the court.

Huaiqing already knew that Su Nan was deeply loved by Lin'an, but the possibility of them getting married was extremely slim, so Huaiqing was full of confidence.

Huaiqing couldn't help but smile, because she loved that sense of ease of having everything under control.

Whenever Huaiqing thought of southern Jiangsu, she felt a sense of unease. However, upon hearing this news, she was unexpectedly relieved.

After the eunuch left, Huaiqing carefully tidied her makeup in front of the mirror.

After Huaiqing left the palace, he first stayed at Yunlu Academy, then went to the night watchman's office, and finally arrived at his residence in Sunan Prefecture.

Upon witnessing the refined, elegant, and serene Huaiqing, Su Nan seemed quite surprised.

"Your Highness's arrival is truly a rare and distinguished guest."

After Su Nan finished styling Fu Xiang's hair, Huai Qing rarely visited again, while Lin An came more and more frequently.

Upon hearing Su Nan casually mention the word "rare guest," Huaiqing's heart was filled with waves of joy.

"I have been preoccupied with trivial matters lately and have not been able to visit Su Zhexian for several days to seek his guidance. I heard that you are diligently creating poems and paintings. I am honored to have disturbed you. I wonder if this will disturb your refined taste."

Su Nan chuckled and said, "Your Highness is a gentleman of impeccable manners. Your presence will surely bring glory and brilliance to our humble abode."

Conquering Lin'an was actually a piece of cake. With the clever use of poetry and folk tales, one could easily touch the heart of the Lin'an princess and make her unable to control herself.

However, Su Nan still harbored doubts about Huai Qing. Huai Qing needed to know about the matter of the fragrant comb, and he absolutely could not let Huai Qing mistakenly believe that he was a devoted person.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be a headache if Huaiqing really wanted to make him his son-in-law? Su Nan has always shouldered responsibilities, and there are still many women who urgently need Su Nan's help to save.

Requesting flowers...0

Since the Fuxiang incident, Huaiqing had not set foot in his home again, which gave Su Nan a sense of certainty.

If Huaiqing considered him merely a casual acquaintance, then he wouldn't have cared too much about whether Su Nan went to the brothel.

It is obvious that Huaiqing's feelings for Su Nan have quietly changed, and he has developed a clear liking for her.

"I just visited the watchman's office. Since tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, I have come here to pay my respects to you, sir."

It was obvious that she had come on purpose, and even carefully arranged the illusion of passing by by chance. This woman actually thought she could deceive herself.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I have been staying at home lately, focusing on my cultivation in seclusion. I have truly forgotten myself and the world around me, and my mind is pursuing the supreme Dao."

Huaiqing wore a dignified smile, but inwardly she gritted her teeth. She frequently visited the brothel, secretly pondering:

"Su Nan, are you perhaps practicing the art of dual cultivation?"

"Fortunately, heaven rewards those who persevere. In just a few days, my Taoist cultivation will hopefully break through to the third rank."

Su Nan spoke of talent in a casual manner.

Chapter 181: Expressing Feelings Through Poetry, A Breathtaking Sigh

After listening to Su Nan's words, Huai Qing couldn't help but marvel at Su Nan's extraordinary abilities once again. To cultivate three disciplines simultaneously and have reached the third rank in each one was truly something that countless cultivators could only dream of.

Countless people spend their entire lives trying to reach the fifth rank or higher, while many cultivators remain at the lower third rank for years until the end of their lives.

"This gentleman is truly a prodigy. Back in Jianzhou, he spoke out for justice and rescued the people from dire straits. After arriving in the capital, he seemed to conceal his talents and wait for the right opportunity."

If you have any plans or urgent problems to solve, I am willing to do everything in my power to assist you.

This also left Huaiqing with a lingering doubt. Su Nan was a chivalrous hero in Jianzhou, but once he entered the capital, he transformed into a wealthy idler, his appearance drastically changed.

Su Nan stood up and slowly began to speak, “Your Highness, in Jianzhou, I once met an old man. His life was full of hardships, but he was always concerned about the affairs of the country. Although he held a low position, he had a broad mind and a heart that embraced the world.”

"Bandits roam freely in Jianzhou. An elder died in anger and resentment. On his deathbed, he left behind a poem. I wonder if Your Highness would be interested in reading it?"

Huaiqing was deeply interested in Su Nan's past, a secret that even the night watchman could hardly find out. Su Nan spoke solemnly when mentioning the old man, clearly indicating that the elder had a profound influence on him.

Huaiqing wishes to hear the details.

Su Nan walked slowly to the desk and gently unfolded a sheet of bamboo paper produced in Jianzhou. Huai Qing was moved and quickly followed.

"As autumn deepened in August, the howling wind swept away the layers of thatch from my roof... Those mischievous children in the southern village, taking advantage of my old age and frailty, dared to commit theft right to my face... After returning home, I leaned on my cane and couldn't help but sigh deeply."

"The wind died down, the clouds became as dark as ink, autumn deepened, and the sky gradually darkened. The quilt, which had not been changed for many years, was as cold and hard as iron. The child was restless, tossing and turning, and the corner of the quilt at his feet had been torn."

The roof leaks above my bed; there's nowhere to hide, the water keeps dripping…

As the masterpieces of Du Fu, the titan of Chinese poetry, emerged word by word, Huaiqing felt as if a thousand-pound boulder was hanging over his heart. Before him was an old man struggling to make a living, uttering a suffocating sigh for the hardship of survival.

In this prosperous world of Feng, countless unfortunate people are hidden.

"I am willing to grind ink for you, sir."

Huaiqing's red lips trembled slightly. She gently raised her left hand to cover her right sleeve, and then began to carefully grind ink for Su Nan.

This is what it means to have a beautiful woman by your side.

"The roof leaks and there's no dry spot in front of the bed; the rain falls incessantly like hemp threads. Since the chaos and turmoil, I've had little sleep. The long nights are filled with dampness, and I can't shake off the feeling of drowsiness. When will the dawn finally break?"

"If I could have ten thousand mansions, I would shelter all the poor scholars of the world from the wind and rain, and let them share joy! No matter how the wind and rain rage, they would be as majestic as mountains and as solid as rocks."

Witnessing this scene, Huaiqing was deeply shaken.

This old man, who had experienced many hardships, carried the worries of the world in his heart. Although he lived in a simple thatched hut, he always cared about the poor scholars in the world.

Such magnanimity and compassion are truly rare qualities in this world.

"Alas! When did this house suddenly appear before my eyes? Even though I live alone in this dilapidated house, enduring the cold, it is enough to comfort me!"

After reading it, Huaiqing's eyes welled up with tears, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Having weathered storms yet remaining steadfast and unshaken, as solid as a mountain, can our Great Feng Dynasty also maintain such steadfastness and stability...?"

Huaiqing muttered to himself, and the image of his father, who had sought immortality, resurfaced in his mind. Suddenly, he felt a sinking feeling in his heart, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

Chapter 182 A Mindset Embracing the World, Discussing the Political Situation; Verbal Clash Reveals True Feelings

"Such a political situation is like a towering mountain, standing firm even in the face of wind and rain, sheltering the poor scholars of the world..."

"Sir, may I present this poem to Huaiqing?"

Huaiqing looked worried and his heart was heavy. He slowly said:

"This poem was originally dedicated to Your Highness."

"While chivalrous heroes may be able to relieve temporary distress, only the imperial court and the royal family of the Ji clan can ensure that the people of the world remain as stable as a rock amidst turmoil."

"If one can first worry about the world's troubles and then enjoy its pleasures, then the world will naturally have no worries about unrest."

Upon hearing this, Huaiqing immediately raised his eyelids, his eyes flashing with eagerness as he looked directly at Su Nan.

What is this person's background? His words are eloquent and thought-provoking, each sentence striking straight to the depths of her heart.

"What a bold statement! To worry about the world before others, and then enjoy all the world's pleasures alone!"

If Huaiqing were to read "The Records of the Western Regions," he would surely disdain it and casually throw it into the trash can.

If Lin'an were to witness the destruction of the thatched hut by the autumn wind, he would surely tilt his head and frown, his face full of confusion: since the thatched hut is already damaged, why not move to a tiled house?

The nine sons of the dragon each have their own unique characteristics, but only Huaiqing stands out as the one who can maintain peace and tranquility throughout the Great Feng Dynasty.

Huaiqing suddenly realized that those trivial feelings of unease in his heart were really too trivial.

The eldest princess bowed humbly and said sincerely:

"Only today have I come to understand your aspirations, and I am deeply grateful for your profound teachings."

The people of southern Jiangsu accepted the gesture with solemnity.

For someone with a grand ambition to save the world, this 893 is undoubtedly an extremely sophisticated PUA technique.

Since you bear the heavy responsibility of ruling the world, you must silently endure the bitterness of Huaiqing and not resist it.

At this moment, in Huaiqing's eyes, Su Nan's image appeared particularly majestic.

At first, Huaiqing deeply admired Su Nan's erudition and talent; however, now she considers Su Nan to be her soulmate.

"With the world in mind."

Huaiqing's eyes shifted from the painting in the poem to Su Nan's face, and his gaze became intense and urgent.

Su Nan turned her gaze and met Huai Qing's eyes. Huai Qing immediately looked away, a surge of emotion welling up in his heart.

"Your Highness, in this vast world of Great Feng, one day this heavy responsibility will fall on your shoulders."

As soon as Su Nan finished speaking, Huai Qing was startled; those words were indeed quite bold.

“Su Zhexian, although I am a woman, I always keep in mind the ancient saying that ‘a woman’s virtue lies in her lack of talent,’ and I encourage myself with this.”

Huaiqing's voice seemed to contain a faint sigh, mixed with a hint of resentment and despondency.

The root of her competitive spirit actually stemmed from a teaching by the school tutor: "A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent."

However, with the current intense factional struggles in the court, the Great Feng Dynasty seems to be shrouded in the shadow of great chaos. The emperor is obsessed with cultivating Taoism, so what can she, as a woman, do?

"Ha 567."

Su Nan chuckled.

The passion that had just ignited in her heart instantly cooled with the lingering echo of that soft laugh, and she could clearly feel her limbs and bones growing cold.

Su Shi, a great Confucian scholar, shared the same view as many other sages of the past: that a woman's lack of talent was a virtue, a manifestation of moral character.

"No, I just felt that Your Highness was not frank enough."

"I long to be honest with Your Highness, but Your Highness still maintains that aloofness, making you difficult to approach. Your Highness is learned and has the world in your heart. Everyone knows that the Princess is the most outstanding person in the capital and an outstanding figure among women."

Su Nan's expression remained calm as she listened to the chill permeating Huai Qing's words.

Chapter 183 Huaiqing Opens Up and Offers Heartfelt Comfort

Huaiqing's cheeks suddenly flushed red, but this was not due to shyness; rather, it revealed a sense of embarrassment.

Upon hearing Su Nan's comment, Huai Qing immediately realized that his previous words had seemed too affected, and that he had inadvertently revealed his lack of confidence.

"You have delayed your marriage ceremony, but have been secretly making friends with powerful figures in the court. Your methods and boldness are in no way inferior to those of men. Since I arrived in the capital, you have assigned Wei Yuan and Zhao Shou to do everything they can to win me over."

"To this day, Your Highness claims to be merely a woman. Will you then claim to lack ambition? Will anyone believe such a statement?"

Your Highness is not sincere towards me.

Huaiqing looked up and his gaze met Su Nan's intense stare. He quickly looked away, not daring to meet Su Nan's eyes.