"Your Highness, Your Highness... Your Highness!"
Qing Dai opened her eyes, and a person dressed in a purple female official's outfit stood in front of her, looking at her with worry.
The interior of the antique room is low-key yet luxurious, and the pleasant incense lingers in the wooden bedroom.
It's an ancient world.
She rubbed her brows, trying to wake herself up a little, "You continue."
The female officer straightened up and continued her report, "Tomorrow will be the three-day ceremony of the Flower Festival. As usual, Your Highness should spend the night in Zhengjun's courtyard." She added hesitantly, "Shen Zhengjun has already sent someone to invite you. Your Highness Are you still refusing like before?"
Qingdai, who had not yet accepted the memory, did not dare to accept it easily. She just said vaguely, "We'll discuss it later."
The female officer sighed softly. She didn't agree with Qingdai's actions in her heart, but she didn't dare to interfere too much. She only said, "Your Highness, Shen Zhengjun is not easy for him." After saying that, she bent down and exited the bedroom.
Qingdai snapped her fingers: Maozi, send the plot.
Mao Zi: Come on——
This be story not only takes place in ancient times, but also a world of female heroes.
The fragment of her soul this time is Beitang Qingdai, the third princess of Beiling Kingdom, and the person she needs to capture is Shen Changting, the lord who has been married to her for more than two years.
Shen Changting was the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and accidentally married into the Princess's Mansion. He grew up in a cannibalistic backyard. He has a cold temperament. He can't find fault in his dealings with others, but he is cold and rejects people thousands of miles away. He is not very close to Beitang Qingdai. As the direct daughter of the current queen, Beitang Qingdai has been favored since she was a child. She is very public and does not stick to love. Naturally, she will not stick to the cold shoulder.
Therefore, two years after Shen Changting married into the imperial concubine's house, the two of them could not be said to be on equal footing, or even exchange a few words with each other.
Looking at the plot this way, it is not a tragic development. After all, one can be strong without desire. But the problem lies in the secret that Shen Changting has hidden alone for many years——
Shen Changting loves Beitang Qingdai. He fell in love with her long before she knew him.
Having never felt love before, he placed all his love on Beitang Qingdai, but as he couldn't express it, he was destined to push her further and further away.
No, it should be said that Shen Changting was brave twice.
Once during the Hua Chao Festival in the first year after he married into the imperial concubine's palace, Shen Changting invited Beitang Qingdai to stay with him according to custom. On that night, he boldly told Beitang Qingdai for the first time that he wanted to have a child.
Facing the disbelieving look in his wife's eyes, Shen Changting didn't know how to leave his sweetheart on the bed. He could only grab his belt and said with all his strength to suppress his trembling, "The Queen hopes that I can do something for you."
He moved out of the Queen worthless.
But Beitang Qingdai held his hand in disappointment and shook her head, "Shen Zhengjun, you should know. No one can force me to do something I don't like, including the Queen Mother."
Shen Changting's face turned pale.
The thing I don't like is referring to having children, or... him.
As expected that night, Beitang Qingdai still couldn't be retained.
From then on, the relationship between the two became even stranger. Shen Changting firmly pushed himself back into the position of restrained and observant royal princess, and stopped making extravagant demands.
However, he seemed to have no desires and was silent and indifferent. In the third year of their marriage, after receiving the news of Beitang Qingdai's death in the battlefield, he without a word tore up the marriage left by Beitang Qingdai to him. Book, determined to die.
After reading the general plot, Mao popped up and emphasized: The task you must complete in this world is to conquer Shen Changting, but to completely rewrite the ending of be, it depends on your own performance.
In other words, although the mission does not include "keeping Beitang Qingdai away from the fate of dying on the battlefield," if Qingdai really cannot avoid this fate, she has to find a way to make the story of Beitang Qingdai and Shen Changting not a bleak one. A sad ending.
Qingdai understood Mao Zi's subtext almost instantly. She laughed, the interest in her eyes not diminishing.
After a while, she said "Hmm", "It seems that I have to go to Shen Changting's Linxi Courtyard tomorrow."
The Flower Festival is an annual national ceremony in Beiling Kingdom. The ceremony lasts for three days, with different details each day. For example, on the night of the first day, all married women in Beiling need to spend the night in the main husband's courtyard, and the queen is no exception, as are the children of the royal family. The second day is for the lantern parade, and the third day is for the wife to accompany her husband back home. Unmarried young men and women can take this opportunity to express their love and create a good story.
Qingdai rubbed her head and stretched.
Every day of the three-day ceremony is important.
At this time, Shen Changting was sitting in the courtyard reading a book. He was wearing a moon-white robe with silver bamboo patterns on the cuffs and front. Half of his hair was tied up with a green jade hairpin, and the other half fell smoothly on his chest. The facial features are as beautiful as crown jade, and the temperament is deserted.
He held the book in one hand and his eyes fell calmly on the pages.
Shen Yi, who was waiting on the side, said anxiously, "Master, why are you still reading? Tomorrow is the Flower Festival. Aren't you ready to welcome the Third Highness?"
Shen Changting paused with his fingertips, turned over a page of the book, and rustled, "She won't come."
Shen Yi stamped his feet anxiously, "Master! If you and His Highness are like this again, what if His Highness goes to find someone else?" He lowered his head and muttered, "Women all over the world are like this."
Shen Changting's eyes fell on the book, and he comforted Shen Yi, "Your Highness is a good person. If she has... someone to love, we can still live a good life in the Princess's Mansion."
"It's not a question of whether your life is good or not, Master!"
"Why not?" Shen Changting closed the book and looked directly at him, "Your Highness, the Third Highness, pulled us out of the mud of the Prime Minister's Mansion. You and I have done our utmost to be benevolent and righteous."
He lowered his eyes, "I don't expect too much."
