Han Yu was startled, calmed down, looked at the tree, and asked: "They are scolding you too, can you bear it?"
Zhao Yuanji jumped down from the tree, and a bunch of peach blossoms fell from the tree. They fell one after another, and Han Yu looked a little confused.
"Hey, I'm fascinated by my heroic appearance. Wake up." He said, reaching out and tapping her forehead.
Han Yu came to his senses and sneezed. He quickly took two steps back and covered his nose. "Stay away from me. I'm allergic to peach blossoms."
"Ahem~" Zhao Yuanji was embarrassed for a second, then stretched out his hand towards Han Yu, "Call me, brother, and I'll help you drive them away."
"Okay~" Han Yu took a step back, with a cunning look on his face, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Highness, what are you doing here? What! You are eavesdropping on the Eighth Princess saying bad things about people!"
Before Zhao Yuanji could react, Han Yu ran away quickly, making a face at him as he ran.
The Eighth Princess and Han Yao came over quickly, pointed at Zhao Yuanji's nose and cursed: "The son of the sinful concubine is uneducated. Your mother and concubine has never taught you to close your ears and not listen to what others say!"
"What are you talking about, Your Highness? The sinful concubine has died a long time ago. How can anyone teach him?" Han Yao covered his lips and smiled sweetly, making the eighth princess laugh as well.
The two of them smiled as if no one else was around, and the maids behind them also laughed together.
Zhao Yuanji's fists tightened again and again, his face turned purple, and he bit his lower lip tightly. After struggling for a long time, he showed a forced smile, "That's what the Eighth Emperor Sister said."
Snapped--
A loud slap hit Zhao Yuanji's face, and a clear five-fingerprint instantly appeared, causing his head to tilt to the side.
"Bastard! Who do you think you are? You deserve to be called my sister. This princess is the legitimate princess in the name of the queen. How can you, the son of a sinful concubine, get involved with you!" The eighth princess frowned coldly, with a pretty face. It's a little scary. The princess is cleaning her palms with a silk handkerchief.
Han Hao, who was hiding in the rockery, couldn't bear it anymore. No wonder Zhao Yuanji became the emperor in his previous life. Who would suffer such humiliation and not want to rise?
Han Yu searched his whole body, and today he went to the palace to check Yan. He didn't bring any poison, but only brought a bottle of fragrant dew. Fortunately, there were many bees in the imperial garden, so they came in handy.
Buzz - buzz -
"What is it? Hiss, it hurts!" Princess Eight reached out and touched the stinging area on her cheek. A red bee bulged up. If you looked closely, you could see a small black tail on it. Needle.
"Ah, my face!" Han Yao was also attacked, and the palace maids following behind him were also attacked. Everyone was in a mess. The eighth princess was surrounded by eunuchs and walked forward. Han Yao followed closely behind, and Bee They are like the oriole stalking the cicada, following them closely.
The princesses and ladies who used to move lightly changed their habits one after another and ran faster than the other. It was obvious that they were afraid of being stung by bees.
Han Yu walked out of the rockery, looked at his masterpiece with his hands on his hips, raised his eyebrows proudly, looked at Zhao Yuanji beside him, and asked: "Not bad, I mixed it myself."
"How did you make the bees sting them and not me?" Zhao Yuanji's narrow peach blossom eyes were full of curiosity.
"Because they all applied perfume, but you didn't." Han Yu answered truthfully.
"I see. You must have used a kind of fragrant dew that can attract bees to collect nectar. The attracted bees found that there was no nectar, so they became angry and stung them."
Han Yu snapped his fingers, "Smart, but..."
"But what?" Zhao Yuanji asked.
Han Yu looked at him carefully and rubbed his chin with his right hand, "But... the fifth prince, who has been hanging around the brothel all year round, doesn't smell of powder at all. Do you think it's strange?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I only went to the brothel, not the Chu Palace. I'm not a good man." Zhao Yuanji hurriedly explained.
Han Yu laughed softly. There were many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. Let's see how long he could pretend. There was no need to expose him. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him. In short, there was no communication.
"Did you hear what I said just now?" Zhao Yuanji lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists and hid them in his sleeves. His voice was as small as a gnat, expecting to get an answer that the other party would deny.
But our Han Yu is not the kind of person with high emotional intelligence. She said: "I heard it, and I didn't miss every word. I have a pair of ears that can see and listen to all directions. I can even hear the sound of a rabbit landing within a hundred steps." Listen clearly."
Zhao Yuanji was petrified on the spot.
Han Yu continued: "However, I don't agree with the name of sinful concubine."
"What do you mean? Do you know the inside story? Tell me, tell me!" Zhao Yuanji clasped Han Yu's shoulders with both hands, his eyes full of desire. He was eager to know why such a good concubine was crowned Died tragically in the cold palace in the name of a sinful concubine? Why were my grandfather's family exiled?
In his previous life, Han Yu heard Qin Zhun mention that after Zhao Yuanji ascended to the throne of the crown prince, he personally investigated the truth about the death of his mother and concubine and the exile of his grandfather's family. He punished many people and cleared the ground of unfounded charges. We welcomed my grandfather's family back to Kyoto. Unfortunately, only one uncle who was lame in one leg was still alive. The others all died in the flood.
A massive flood that bursts its banks?
Isn’t it midsummer this year?
Han Yu grabbed Zhao Yuanji's collar and said eagerly: "I don't know much about the inside story. I just believe in the character of the old prince. With your current power and status, what can you do even if you know it? Don't worry about it. For those things that have already happened, it is better to care about the people who are still alive. As long as people are alive, there is hope of overturning the verdict."
Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhao Yuanji was not thoughtful enough, Han Tao added another wordy sentence: "I heard that there has been a severe drought in Shuzhong for three years. Everything will reverse when it reaches its peak, and it will decline when it reaches its peak. I am afraid there will be a big flood this year. Your Highness has already made plans."
After that, he left, this time he really left.
When we returned, the flower-viewing banquet was almost over, and the women had another drink before it was over.
Han Yao helped Mr. The bag looks very much like the scar on the monk's head. It's so funny that I can't help but laugh out loud.
"How dare you laugh at me!" Han Yao's eyes turned red with anger. If Mrs. Xie hadn't been there, she would have gone up to pull Han Yu's hair. Now she could only turn around and complain, "Mom, my sister is too much. Not only does she not care Me, and you laughed at me.”
"Mom, eldest sister has misunderstood. My daughter just thinks that eldest sister is very Buddhist." Han Yu explained.
"Let me see." Xie turned around and glanced, "It's true."
The mother and daughter laughed together, Han Yao clenched his teeth angrily, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.
