Such words make me very disgusted. I don't like people pretending to know everything in front of me. Maybe Shi Wenjin doesn't know the details. She is just trying to stimulate me so that I can quit.
I ignored her, and Shi Wenjin continued to chatter, "The Emperor is a perfect man in my heart, but you have trampled all the majesty he has worked so hard to build under your feet. Haha, Fu Xingan, your darling
What color is it? I’m very curious and want to know?”
A cold air slowly leaked from the bottom of my heart, then spread to my limbs and bones along the thick blood, blooming.
I felt like there was something stuck in my throat, I could only look at Yuanyuan, opened and closed my lips gently and said, "Out of sight, it's silence."
"My slave, I understand." Yuanyuan nodded very wisely, and then walked up to the group of noisy women, "Princess Xiyuan is feeling unwell, ladies and gentlemen, please go back first."
In fact, I was not defeated by the concubines' "magic power of moaning", nor was I defeated by Shi Wenjin. I just suddenly realized that my feelings were almost humble under the "eternal family and country, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains".
Worth mentioning.
Fu Donglou said before he left that as long as I opened my eyes again, he would come back. But I didn't close my eyes all day, and he still didn't come.
I know that what holds him back is his officials and responsibility.
Alas, the road ahead is vast, but the road ahead is far away. He, Fu Donglou, will surely become the king of Daqi whose name will be remembered forever, and I am just a fake, that's all.
Since it is a fake, of course I must have the professional ethics of a fake. I must not shake the country, implicate the Heshun Prince's Palace, or harm the people just because of selfish love.
The whole day seemed to go out with a "swish". When I came back to my senses, the cold moon outside the window had already hung slanting on the branches, precariously. And the person who loved me was worried and troubled, and there was no progress there.
News has arrived, or perhaps, this is the worst news.
My face was as pale as the moonlight, and the heart embedded in my chest was extremely depressed, as if it was wrapped in dense silk layer after layer, until it was wrapped into an unbreakable and airtight cocoon.
This night is so cold, so unreasonably cold that I have to put in all my blood to keep warm.
I feel that my relationship with Fu Donglou is probably going bad.
Early the next morning, the Queen Mother sent the old nun from Shoukang Palace to tell me that the carriage of Prince Heshun was ready at the gate of the palace and was ready to leave at any time.
Now that the Queen Mother has spoken, I decided that it would be better to avoid it. There are some things that don't need to be fought to the death, and there may be opportunities for us to discuss them in the long term. That's it, let's go.
I didn’t pack too much luggage, I just packed away all the notes that Fu Donglou wrote to me. His handwriting was elegant and graceful, just like his person. I had a hunch that maybe I would use a lot of them in the future.
I look at them over and over again and miss my Fu Donglou through them.
As I was about to reach the entrance of the palace, I saw Prince Chongzhong who had been waiting there for a long time.
On weekdays, he would always sleep until the sun was shining brightly before getting up, but this time, he was squatting there, crying as if his father was dead, which really surprised me.
As soon as he raised his eyes and saw me, he felt like he was seeing his own mother. He immediately rushed over and hugged my waist and cried: "Don't go, my dear, don't go!"
I wanted to pat him on the head and say some farewell instructions such as "You must listen to your father," "Don't be easily deceived," "Be an excellent crown prince," but I couldn't open my mouth.
It was inappropriate at this time. I sniffed and felt like crying.
Seeing that I was also infected by his emotions, Prince Chongzhong let go of his hand and said in a low voice with watery eyes: "Don't leave, okay? If anyone dares to scold you again, I will give him a slap.
Reward one thousand!"
"I am very powerful. Those who scolded me are safe and sound simply because I don't care about arguing with them. But remember, I was not scolded but it was time to leave." I said with a look on my face that I wanted to ride the wind and go home.
"I'll see you again if we are destined, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
…
There was a lot of people shouting and cars and horses racing.
On May 12th, the seventh year of Tianshou, this was the first time since we fell in love that Fu Donglou and I had to say goodbye without saying goodbye.
Heshun Prince's Mansion is still the Heshun Prince's Mansion, San Yuan Si Xi welcomed me back with chirping sounds, Chef Wang Shuogen cooked a lot of delicacies for me, the bearers were resting, Su Po was sweeping the floor, Fu Baobao was dragging his nose and playing with the chicken...
Everything seemed unchanged, as if I had never left and I just woke up after a nap.
However, I accidentally saw my mother wiping her tears secretly, while my father was sighing with his hands behind his back. Then I realized that some things just happened, and trying to hide them can only deceive others and yourself.
"Good luck to the prince and princess, and the princess is safe~" a familiar male voice sounded.
My chair hadn't been warm for long when Jiang Huai came over and said, "Jiang came here specially to ward off disasters and resolve doubts for the princess, and to predict good and bad luck. I wonder what the prince and princess want?"
His mother nodded to him, "Well, you people of the same age should have something in common, so you have to educate her properly."
"That's natural."
Jiang Huai was wearing a snow-white brocade robe, with a scarlet bone hairpin in his hair. After everyone left, he posed in front of me with a concave look, and said, "I am Jie Yuhua, come and talk to me."
"The gesture seduces me.
I didn't say anything, but picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured myself a glass of wine.
"Forget it, you little heart. I've told you the outcome. This day will always come." Jiang Huai took the wine bottle from my hand and poured himself a glass. "Get drunk and live again."
, at least you still have me with you~"
Unknowingly, I was already tipsy, so I finally said, "You don't know how good he is to me."
Jiang Huai: "According to my observation, you are an early symptom of lovesickness. If you treat it early, you may be able to recover. But in the later stage, you will die for love. Tsk tsk, bad fate is really harmful to people~"
I nodded, "Well, it's no different from committing suicide for love. I'm not afraid."
Jiang Huai jumped up suddenly, with a look of being struck by lightning, "Don't talk nonsense! Just stay there and don't move. I'll go back to get you something right away. I'm sure you'll be able to relax after seeing it. Wait for me
!”
Maybe the worst thing about life is: I didn’t wait for him, but walked out with Qian Zui...