Hearing this, Fu Qingchu hurriedly got up from the ground and walked towards the back.
"Oh, my little ancestor!" Li Ping pulled her tightly, "Get in this car." As he said that, he pushed her into Situ Ce's car.
Fu Qingchu was pushed into Situ Ce's carriage before he had time to think. Seeing Situ Ce's livid face, her legs were so weak that she knelt down again with a plop.
"Your Highness..."
"Start driving——"
As the carriage and horses set off, Fu Qingchu didn't pay attention and fell forward unsteadily. He was lying at Situ Ce's feet, less than an inch away from his shoe.
"There's no need to pay such a big courtesy." Situ Ce said coldly.
Fu Qingchu: "..."
She heard that his tone had softened, and she said to the donkey at the foot of the slope: "I am extremely frightened for keeping His Highness waiting for so long. I just want to give you a big salute and ask for Your Highness's forgiveness."
Hearing this, Situ Ce couldn't help but smile, "I can't tell you are so talkative."
"As long as His Highness can calm down, I will find Xiaolin when I get back to relieve His Highness' boredom."
"Okay, sit down." Situ Ce pursed his lips and smiled, then paused and said, "I'm not angry with you."
Of course Fu Qingchu knew that he was not angry with her. After all, if she had known that she could travel with him today, she would not have dared to be late even if she had ten more courages. He was angry with the person who sent the message, and he dared to openly disobey him!
If it weren't for a big holiday, today next year would probably be this person's death anniversary.
"Festivals are rare. Your Highness should celebrate the festival happily." Fu Qingchu advised.
Situ Ce responded lightly and began to close his eyes to rest. Fu Qingchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the car curtain opposite to let himself go.
…
Shangsi Festival is one of the grandest festivals in the Jing Dynasty. Every year on this day, the emperor will take his ministers to the river outside the city to worship the God of heaven, earth and rain. After the sacrifice, the emperor and his ministers will have a banquet by the water, and they will also imitate the curved water in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. The flowing wine is very elegant.
There are many green mountains outside Chang'an City, and the mountains are undulating like a green barrier. The water of Chan River meanders from south to north. The willows on the banks are like smoke and the fallen flowers are colorful. The scenery is very beautiful.
Not long after Situ Ce arrived at the Chanshui River, Emperor Yuanhe's chariot also arrived. Situ Ce led hundreds of officials to salute Situ Ye, and everyone shouted long live before Fu Qingchu could see the sky.
Today's Holy Master, Tao Ye, is more than seven feet tall. He is handsome and plump, with a tall and straight posture. He does not look like someone who has just recovered from a serious illness.
During the autumn harvest last year, the Turks invaded. The Holy Emperor personally went to war, ordered the prince to supervise the country, and ordered King Zhao Situ to assist him.
Situ Ce's health was not good, and he was overworked and the weather turned cold, so he soon fell ill. There was news from the front that the war was unfavorable and the emperor was injured. King Zhao thought this was a good opportunity and planned to kill the prince. When the incident was revealed, Situ Li was imprisoned and all the officials who rebelled against him were executed.
Fu Qingchu's grandfather Fu Zhonghua was one of the masterminds.
To be honest, if Situ Ce could change the fate of the women of the Fu family and let Fu Qingchu serve by his side, he would really say that he would be a Bodhisattva.
After the three drums were played, incense and inscriptions were burned, and the emperor and officials knelt down to worship heaven and earth. After the ceremony, the terrace was set up and the banquet officially began.
Situ Ce followed Situ Ye and waited on him. Emperor Yuan He looked at his son and said reproachfully: "Although it is spring, the wind is strong by the water, so you are still wearing thin clothes."
"Thanks to Your Majesty's concern, the weather is sunny today and I don't feel cold at all." Situ Ce smiled.
Emperor Yuan He was a veteran and knew that young people were afraid of wearing bulky clothes, but it was difficult to scold his son in front of everyone, so he could only scold the palace servants, "The people around you are the same, and they won't even give you a cloak." Emperor Yuan He frowned and looked at the people around his son, a little confused, "I have never seen this girl before. When did she follow you?"
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu's heart sank, and he was worried about Situ Ce. No matter whether he concealed her identity or not, he was deceiving the emperor.
Compared to Fu Qingchu's panic, Situ Ce was much calmer. He smiled and said to Emperor Yuanhe, "Fu Zhonghua's granddaughter. I saw that she was smart and agile, so I stayed with him to serve him." After saying that, he glanced at Fu Qingchu and said, " Why don't you come over and see His Majesty?"
Fu Qingchu was panicked and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "Fu Qingchu has met your majesty. May your majesty be safe and sound."
Emperor Yuan He looked at Fu Qingchu, frowned and asked, "Since you are serving the prince, why are you so negligent today?"
Fu Qingchu felt her heartbeat suddenly stop, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. She wanted to control her emotions, but her tone could not help but tremble, "His Royal Highness was originally wearing a uniform, but he was not afraid when he saw His Majesty wearing a royal robe." Han, how dare Your Highness covet comfort alone?" She swallowed her saliva, trying to suppress the bitterness in her mouth caused by fear, "The Master said: 'There are righteousness between king and minister, father and son are related, and the elders and young are orderly.' Your Highness does not Dare to arrogant."
Hearing this, Situ Ce smiled secretly.
This is so beautifully said.
Not only did he explain that he was not serving him poorly, but he also said that the prince had filial piety. Regardless of whether things are as she said, who dares to question the prince's filial piety? And is such a prince an example of a benevolent king?
What is the difference between this and Cao Pi crying to send Cao Cao off to the expedition?
Can the old father be moved?
Can the ministers not be convinced?
After hearing this, Emperor Yuan He smiled without trace. This girl was indeed smart and agile. But his face still remained serious, "Having said that, you still have to be careful when serving around me in the future."
"yes."
"Get up." Emperor Yuan He said in a deep voice.
Although Fu Qingchu was so frightened that her legs were weak, she still held on, stood up from the ground, and walked behind Situ Ce.
Situ Ce glanced at Lu Man, who immediately understood. After Emperor Yuan He left, he hurriedly supported Fu Qingchu.
Holding Lu Man's hand, Fu Qingchu just breathed a sigh of relief, but his body could not help but tremble. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, that's probably what he said.
…
After the sacrifice was over, everyone needed to change their clothes to prepare for the banquet. Fu Qingchu was waiting outside the car when the maid came over and said someone wanted to see her.
Fu Qingchu looked confused, "Who is it?"
The little palace maid said she didn't know, and Fu Qingchu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could it be that the Holy Emperor wanted to ask her to find out what happened?
She followed the little palace maid out, and a little eunuch led her to the river. She looked at the man's tall back from a distance, and he didn't look like Emperor Yuan He.
"Sheren, Sister Fu is here." The chamberlain shouted to the person who had his back turned to them.
When the man turned around, Fu Qing saw him for the first time. He felt his breath stagnant and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. In an instant, all the memories belonging to the third young lady of the Fu family came flooding back, but it seemed like a lifetime ago.
"Thank you, father-in-law." The man smiled and said to the little eunuch.
"You're welcome." The little eunuch nodded in return and left knowingly.
After they left, the man excitedly held Fu Qingchu's hand and said, "Qingchu..."
Fu Qingchu looked at him with red eyes, trying not to cry, but her tears still fell. She wanted to respond to him, but it was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.
"After the verdict was handed down, I searched all the Jiaofangsi and Jingzhong..." He couldn't help but stop, "Later, I heard that the prince's sentence was changed to the female family members of the Fu family. I used all the connections I could find to find you. I didn't expect you to be here." He looked at her with a distressed expression, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly, "You have suffered."
Fu Qingchu was held by him in a daze, feeling bitter in his heart. His tears were like broken beads, falling one after another. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you ever looked for me?"
"I'm almost going crazy looking for you, just be okay, just be okay." He touched her head with lingering fear, "From now on, I will protect you."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu wanted to smile bitterly, but she couldn't laugh at all, only endless sadness and bitterness. She finally raised her hand, hugged him tightly, and cried bitterly on his shoulder. The grievances and hardships she had felt all these days were finally vented at this moment.
If nothing happened at home, she and Shen Zhuo would have been married for half a year, and they might even have children. However, who can tell clearly about things in this world?
On the eve of the wedding, something happened to her family, and her whole family was placed under house arrest. Although the Shen family did not come to cancel the engagement, they did not come to marry her.
"It's okay, don't cry, don't cry, I'm here." The man comforted him in a deep voice.
But to Fu Qingchu, these words were even more ridiculous than the jokes in "Laughing Forest". She took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, slowly let go of him, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, looked at him and said word by word: "Zhixiu, you and I don't have to see each other again in the future."
Shen Zhuo, word repair.
"Why?" Shen Zhuo was very puzzled.
"You are the promising prince, and I am the daughter of a guilty minister and a prisoner. We are different in Yunni, and seeing each other will only affect you." Fu Qingchu looked at him calmly.
"I'm not afraid of what you are afraid of..."
"I'm afraid!" Fu Qingchu interrupted him and said with tears, "I'm afraid that the people in my family who have finally survived will die again because of my mistakes. I'm afraid of being thrown into the Jiaofang Division. I'm afraid that you will offend the prince and bring harm to the family. . After practicing, the past and the past are like clouds now, and there are many good women in the world. Forget about Fu Qingchu, it will be good for you and me."
Shen Zhuo looked at her reluctantly and took her hand, "I'm asking for a favor from the prince. He also has people to serve him."
Fu Qingchu closed his eyes in pain and burst into tears. For a moment, he didn't know whether to call him naive or love him too deeply. She withdrew her hand and said, "If you don't want me to die, just let me go."
With that said, she glanced at him and left cruelly.
"Early Qing Dynasty..."
Shen Zhuo still wanted to catch up, but saw that the prince had already changed clothes and got out of the car from a distance, so he did not dare to pursue him anymore.
Situ Ce came out to change his clothes, but Fu Qingchu was missing. Just as he was about to ask Lu Man, he saw Fu Qingchu walking from a distance with red eyes. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Fu Qingchu quickly suppressed the sad look on his face, forced a smile and said: "The wind and sand were so strong that my eyes were blurred."
Situ Ce raised his eyes to look at the blue sky, and then glanced at her. Although he knew that she was perfunctory, he did not ask further questions.
Su Junruo glanced at Fu Qingchu, looked behind her, and saw a man wandering hesitantly in the distance. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she couldn't help but smile. It was reasonable to see her lover in spring.
"I'm afraid Fu Sigui was not blinded by the wind and sand, but by some people, right?" Su Junruo said with a smile.
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu felt shocked. She was not afraid of being seen. The marriage between the Fu family and the Shen family was known to everyone in the court. But she was afraid that Situ Ce would think that she could not break away from the past, and that he would think that her love was useless.
She was afraid that Situ Ce would not want her.
"Your Highness..." She hurriedly called him, hoping to explain a few words, but she didn't know how to say it. Did she say that she and Shen Zhuo had broken off all ties with each other?
Even if this is indeed the case, saying so is too deliberate and flattering, even though it is reasonable for her to please Situ Ce. But she still couldn't say it.
Situ Ce glanced at Su Junruo, then looked at Fu Qingchu, "You and..."
"Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you!" Fu Qingchu immediately knelt down and bowed his head.
Situ Ce lowered his eyes and looked at her. He was silent for a long time and then said calmly: "Get up and follow me."
"yes."
