The emperor obeyed the queen in everything, but he disagreed with the queen on the matter of the prince marrying the princess.
He said vaguely: "What's the hurry? The prince is our darling. He must marry the one he likes. Only then can the husband and wife be in harmony with each other, just like me and the queen."
The prince sat still and numbly.
The imperial concubine never talks too much when the emperor and queen appear at the same time.
The queen glared at the emperor angrily, glanced at the imperial concubine You Taixu, and sighed in her heart: "That's all, I don't care what your father and son have in mind."
The prince greatly envied the mutual trust and perseverance between his father and his mother. If he marries a wife in the future, he will definitely marry someone who is in love with him.
Therefore, although his father was disgusting, he agreed with his words and said nothing more.
Seeing that this level was passed, he asked someone to send plum blossoms.
The queen knew that the prince had not completely angered Duke Chao's government.
She praised the plum blossoms for blooming well, and asked Mrs. Chao Guogong to send more to the palace to try her best to make things right.
The imperial concubine burst into tears with gratitude: "Thanks to the empress for not disapproving of it, I will write a letter to my sister-in-law when I return to the palace. It will be a great honor for my sister-in-law to send plum blossoms to the empress."
After all the coaxing, the murderous aura in the emperor's eyes finally dissipated.
The family of four chatted about daily life, had lunch, and then dispersed.
The emperor insisted that the queen take him to the royal study in person, and suddenly asked halfway: "The prince is about to get the crown. After he gets the crown, he will get married. From now on, he will not be able to welcome you like this. The fifth prince and eighth princess under him, and You are not close to her. Why not ask your parents to send a girl to the palace so that she can accompany you."
"Why did the Emperor remember this?"
The emperor patted the queen's hand and said warmly: "The imperial court is busy with affairs, and there will inevitably be times when I can't take care of you. I would like to have a child to accompany you, so that you won't be lonely, bored, and miss me."
"Screw you! I'm already a grandfather, and you're still so careless!" the queen spat, "That's all, the parents can't bear to separate their children from their flesh and blood, and I can't bear it either."
"It's their honor to send their children to the palace to accompany my queen. It's not too late to be happy, so they won't be able to part with them."
Seeing his insistence, the queen had no choice but to say: "I'll have my sister-in-law come to the palace tomorrow to ask questions."
*
The prince's body became dry again.
The cold wind blew all the way and I walked back to the East Palace on two legs.
When he ran into Feng Youxi, he suppressed his anger and asked calmly: "How did things go?"
Feng Youxi saluted and lowered his voice and said: "In the morning, the old Duke called his four sons and four daughters-in-law to discuss how to deal with the third girl of Song Dynasty. Chao Guogong and his wife suggested sending her back to her hometown, but the second wife did not agree and wanted to make a gamble and let Chao Guogong go to her hometown. The imperial concubine begged for mercy and was sent to the East Palace. The third room was a concubine and did not dare to stand out. The fourth room master was not stingy, but he was timid and fearful. He shouted for a rope and strangled Song San to death, lest she bring trouble to the Duke's palace... …”
"Well, what's the result?" The prince did not step into the threshold of the East Palace, but stood at the gate blowing the cold wind.
Only when the cool wind blew into his neck could his eyes remain calm.
Feng Youxi shrank his shoulders from the cold and continued: "As a result, Miss Song San was hiding under the window and eavesdropping. When she heard that the fourth master was going to strangle her, the old man didn't say a word. He went back to his room in panic and hanged himself. His hair, he was clamoring to become a monk. When the old Duke and his entourage rushed over, most of his hair had been twisted and his scalp was visible. There was nothing he could do, so he should be sent to a nunnery outside the city to become a monk."
"It doesn't matter if you become a monk, your life will be saved."
You can't really carry him into the East Palace, because you will feel disgusted with him every day.
The prince felt comfortable all over, then he lifted up his robe and stepped into the threshold.
Feng Youxi hurriedly followed up: "Who says it's not the case? Fortunately, the old Duke and Chao Guogong are not stupid people."
If you procrastinate, wait until the emperor who dotes on his son takes action, and he will not stop until there is blood.
The prince put the matter aside, changed the subject, and asked, "Where is Miss Zhen?"
Why are you asking the young lady of the Zhen family again? How many times should I ask this question this day? Feng Youxi stumbled onto the threshold, grabbed the door frame, and held on.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the young lady of the Zhen family is still living in Duke Chao's residence. She played a game with Miss Xiang Biao in the morning. It is something that I have never seen before. It is called checkers."
"Chess? How to play?" the prince asked with interest.
Feng Youxi's mouth turned bitter: "I deserve to die, I'm going to inquire now."
Before entering the main hall to warm up, Feng Youxi went out to do some errands in the cold wind.
After a whole day, his two old legs were almost broken.
By night, the prince figured out how to play checkers.
"It's a new thing. Could it be that this is the reward for pouring tea or folding plum blossoms?" The prince put down the chess piece, his mood waning.
Compared with making colored glaze, checkers is nothing.
"Feng Youxi!"
"The slave is here!"
"Keep an eye on Miss Zhen's movements."
"This slave will remember it."
Feng Youxi was helpless.
When His Highness opens his eyes in the morning, he is the young lady of the Zhen family, and when he closes his eyes at night, he is the young lady of the Zhen family again.
You could have married her earlier, so you wouldn't have to worry about her eight hundred times a day!
*
Before Zhen Qingyin went to bed, she received the system reward that the prince was thinking about: ten sweet potatoes.
As a person who is tired of the world, she has no desire to eat.
Just stay alive.
Potatoes and sweet potatoes had not been eaten for many years. Zhen Qingyin was not greedy at all and threw them into the box.
The system screamed: [Tap! Host, please be gentle! What you are destroying is not potatoes and sweet potatoes, what you are destroying is the jobs of thousands of people! 】
Zhen Qingyin was bored: "Shut up!"
She knew that she couldn't do any system tasks, otherwise she would open Pandora's box.
Lo and behold, her premonition came true.
She felt that she was being targeted by the prince.
The system saw her lying in a daze, making no other movements, and hid in fear.
Woohoo, the host seems to be so angry that he is about to turn black.
Zhen Qingyin did not turn black. As a spoiler, turning black was too laborious, and she never thought of revenge on the prince.
——Speaking of which, the prince didn't care much about her. In terms of disgusting perversion, he was nothing compared to Daddy, Aunt Zhang, Zhen Qingyun and the like.
Hey, that's all, stay away from the prince and continue to act like a fool.
After straightening her messed up thoughts, Zhen Qingyin fell asleep in a second.
The next day, she got up early to cut the plum blossoms, and found that there were many fewer plum blossom branches, and the most beautiful plum blossom branches had been cut off.
She casually asked the little maid assigned to her by her aunt.
The little maid replied: "Yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left the mansion in a hurry, and the Duke's wife asked someone to cut a cart full and gave it to the Crown Prince and the nobles in the palace. In the afternoon, the Imperial Concubine sent a message from the palace, saying that in our mansion The plum blossoms were praised by the Queen. No, the Duke’s wife was busy cutting another cart."
No wonder the plum blossom forest is going bald.
Zhen Qingyin held her forehead, okay, she was tricked by her aunt again.
It turns out that the plum blossom given to the prince yesterday morning was not just hers.
What does aunt want to do?
Send her to the East Palace?
It seemed like a path to glory and wealth, but she just wanted to take her mother to become a monk.
During breakfast, Yin Ruzhu sighed and said: "Your third cousin is going to become a monk. Today she will leave for the nunnery outside the city. You two sisters will go and see her after dinner. See you again in the year of the monkey."
