Zhao Ting nodded, but his brows furrowed tightly.
Wedding date, dowry, princess...
He used to have expectations for the princess. When he was sixteen or seventeen, other princes would be given marriages at this age. At that time, he had expectations, thinking about what kind of princess his father and mother would marry him. Well, what kind of background, what kind of character, what kind of appearance...
When he passed this age, when he was twenty years old and saw that Zhao Yu, who was younger than him, had an eldest son, he already had an indifferent attitude towards the future princess. Although he has not been granted a marriage, he knows that sooner or later such a woman will marry into Prince An's palace and become his princess. He is not curious about this woman at all, no matter who she is, good or bad looking, gentle personality It doesn't matter to him whether it's great or not. If she comes, he will accept it.
Even though he had feelings for the personal maid who was serving him and wanted to keep her by his side, he never connected her with the princess. These are two people who do not conflict with each other. He likes Yuyao and has nothing to do with the future princess.
But since when, when he thinks of the future princess, his heart is full of resistance. The person he knew he couldn't choose since he was a child, the person he once looked forward to, the person he didn't care about later, would make him feel like he had no talent.
He would rather not have a princess.
It's not that he wanted to make room for Tang Yuyao. He knew that he would never be able to marry Tang Yuyao. He just felt that even if the princess's position was just a decoration, if it couldn't be her, he wouldn't want someone else to stay in that position.
Besides, it's not fair to others.
Lu family, why has there been no movement?
He didn't believe that Mr. Lu didn't know what this marriage meant. Could it be that their family decided to give up a daughter?
Zhao Ting shook his head, this was not what he should care about.
"Find someone to check and see if something happened to King Cheng." After speaking to Qin Yuan in a low voice, Zhao Ting stepped into Prince An's Mansion.
After searching almost all over the city, Tang Yuyao could not be found. Zhao Ting wondered whether she had been detained. Otherwise, how could a weak woman who had only stayed in the palace for seven years have the ability to hide so deeply after leaving the palace?
Zhao Jue, he wants to rebel, but why do you keep trying to pull him back?
No one should know the true power of his shadow.
Is it possible that they want to use him to deal with Concubine Li Guifei and Zhao Yu?
~
In the middle of the night, Zhao Jue's people found the farmyard.
Zhao Jue's martial arts practitioner was alert and woke up immediately to see the guards who came over. Because he wanted to report today's assassination, as soon as the guard commander opened his mouth, he heard a woman snort softly in his sleep, remembering that he and Zhao Jue were together today. The woman casually threw a stone and hit Tang Yuyao's acupuncture point, causing her to fall asleep.
Zhao Jue raised his hand halfway, and his words to stop him were stuck in his throat.
The commander of the guards did not know what he was thinking, so he lowered his voice and said: "Everyone who came out at noon today, except for the subordinates, turned in. As for who sent the killer today, the subordinates and Mr. Xiao have the same opinion. It is most likely that it was That one." He pointed in the direction of the East Palace.
Speaking of business, Zhao Jue temporarily forgot about Tang Yuyao. He said coldly: "I guess it's him! Besides him, who else wants to kill me so much! Who else can create such a big formation besides him?" battle!"
The guard commander lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Zhao Jue asked again: "The king has been assassinated and his life and death are unknown. Has this news reached the palace?"
The guard commander said: "It's passed. Mr. Xiao passed it on immediately."
Zhao Jue nodded, and then said with satisfaction: "Okay, you leave first, I will go back tomorrow afternoon."
The guard commander agreed. When he was about to leave, he thought of Tang Yuyao and looked towards the corner: "Master, this woman..."
"I have my own uses, please go down!" Zhao Jue interrupted him displeased.
After the guard leader withdrew with an anxious mood, Zhao Jue walked to the corner, bent down, and lifted Tang Yuyao up with some difficulty. He was willing to carry him to bed, but today he was seriously injured, so he could only half-carry him.
Just after putting the person on the bed, the commander of the guards came back: "Master..." He paused as soon as he started speaking. He stared at Zhao Jue sitting on the edge of the bed half hugging Tang Yuyao. Although he thought he might be talking too much, he still asked. Sentence: "Master, are you not injured?"
Why wasn't he injured? The injury was serious. But since he was injured, the injury must be valuable. Only by leaving the injury untreated and asking the imperial doctor to look at it would the father and the queen mother take this matter into their eyes and take it into their hearts.
For the first time in his life, Zhao Jue felt that he, the commander of the bodyguards, was stupid, and he cursed angrily: "Get out of here!"
The guard commander took a quick look at Tang Yuyao and walked away in despair.
The master could still curse so vigorously, obviously he was not hurt. Besides, if you really want to get hurt, you can't bring a woman to bed in the middle of the night, right?
If Zhao Jue knew that he thought this way, he would probably be furious.
He brought the person to bed, but what's the use? The person was already asleep, and he himself was seriously injured. Sleeping together would not do any good except making him uncomfortable.
At most... it's just warmer on a cold winter night.
~
When Tang Yuyao woke up, it was already bright outside.
When she found herself lying on the bed, she was surprised for a moment, but she calmed down when she found that her clothes were well put on and Zhao Jue was no longer in the bed. She got out of bed, tidied up casually, and went out.
"Get up!" Zhao Jue was sitting at the table drinking porridge and asked with a smile when he saw her.
Tang Yuyao nodded, the farmer's aunt got up, and she went outside to wash up. When she was washing, the farmer's aunt didn't go in immediately. Instead, she went under the stove. After she finished washing, the aunt came out with a bowl of noodles.
"Mrs. Zhao, come and eat noodles!" The farmer's aunt said with a smile on her face: "This is what your husband ordered me to make early in the morning. He killed an old hen to make soup and made chicken noodle soup. It's also topped with whipped cream. Two poached eggs, very delicious!"
My aunt couldn't even eat such good food during the Chinese New Year, so she was extremely envious.
This must be what Zhao Jue said.
There were unknown people on the left and right, and Tang Yuyao didn't explain.
After entering the house, Tang Yuyao went back to the house and asked Zhao Jue, "When do you plan to go back?"
Zhao Jue was sitting on the bed, and the peasant's earthen bed could not conceal his noble aura. He tilted his head and looked at Tang Yuyao intently. This woman is so strange. She ran away from Zhao Ting and didn't soften at all. Doesn't she have no desires or desires?
"I specially asked you to make chicken noodle soup this morning, but you didn't even say thank you?" he asked.
Tang Yuyao followed the good advice and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhao Jue disliked her very much, acting obediently like a wooden person without any emotion. He stared at Tang Yuyao closely and asked again: "Why did you leave Zhao Ting?"
This was the second time he asked. Tang Yuyao knew that it would be impossible if she didn't look back, so she said: "Because the master wants to marry the princess, the house must be clean for the princess to enter."
She said this indifferently, but when she mentioned the word "clean", Tang Yuyao couldn't help but feel a slight pain deep in her heart.
Zhao Jue said: "Really? Why is he so nervous and concerned when I hint that he has news about you?"
"What?" Tang Yuyao was surprised and her voice couldn't help but become louder.
Zhao Jue was stunned, then smiled and said: "It's nothing, maybe I got it wrong." Was he really wrong? Only he knew otherwise, but he followed Tang Yuyao's words and said, "You did the right thing. Lu Qinghe is not an ordinary woman. If you still stay in Prince An's Mansion, you will not end well."
He made a pun, and Tang Yuyao could not help but nod silently as she thought about being killed after leaving in her previous life.
~
They returned to the city after lunch. It was obvious that they were delayed because of Zhao Ting's affairs. After entering the city, Zhao Jue said to Tang Yuyao: "How about following me back to Prince Cheng's Mansion?"
Tang Yuyao didn't know what he meant by this temporary invitation, but since he asked her for her opinion, she said, "My sister didn't come back yesterday. I'm afraid my sister is anxious."
Zhao Jue's face darkened and he said, "I will send someone to pick up your sister."
Tang Yuyao said calmly: "Didn't the prince say that I only want to meet Prince An with you once? I am going to your house now because Prince An is here?"
Of course Zhao Ting is not here.
Zhao Jue's eyes were filled with anger. He stared at Tang Yuyao for a long time and said, "Okay, in that case, you go back first. I will take you to see Prince An when I find another time."
He emphasized the word "An Wang".
Tang Yuyao's eyes flashed slightly and she said "yes".
The carriage arrived at the embroidery workshop first. Tang Yuyao got off the carriage and walked in quickly without looking back. The female boss happened to be there, and when she met her head-on, Tang Yuyao just nodded briefly and hurried past her to the backyard.
Xiao Yunduo was sitting in a daze at the door of the room with no expression. When he saw her, his whole face immediately became vivid: "Sister! You are back!" She rushed forward and hugged Tang Yuyao, tears falling down.
Tang Yuyao was heartbroken. He took her into the house and sat down, and wiped her tears: "Don't worry, sister is fine. Also, sister will never ignore you."
Xiao Yunduo paused in crying and nodded, then reached out and touched Tang Yuyao's forehead: "Sister, are you injured?"
He must have been hit by him when he jumped out of the carriage yesterday.
Tang Yuyao touched it and smiled casually: "It's okay. But Xiao Yunduo, I'm afraid we can't stay here any longer in the embroidery workshop."
Xiao Yunduo said: "Wherever my sister tells me to go, I will follow her."
Where can I go?
Tang Yuyao gently touched her belly and fell into deep thought.
