Wan Yue wandered alone outside the palace and missed the time to return to the palace, so she had to go back to Donglin Pavilion where she went.
Just as Haiwang and his colleagues had finished their banquet and were returning home, seeing the always arrogant and lively little princess like an eggplant beaten by frost, she vaguely imagined that the unsatisfactory young prince must have done something wrong again. He had no choice but to be shy.
With a stern look on his face, he stepped forward and said in greeting: "Who made the princess so angry? It's not because the old minister is talking nonsense. The old minister can still take care of matters outside the palace."
After being alone in the capital for a long time, with no relatives or friends, she suddenly felt friendly when she met the kind-faced Hai Wang. All the grievances she had suffered today poured out in her head, and her words were filled with hatred for Xiao Hu and love for her.
The man's words were still extremely tolerant.
"Master Hai, don't you think that Xiao Hu is so hateful? He's a vixen! He's driving Hong Zhou crazy!" As he spoke, his stomach growled.
Haiwang asked his waiter to prepare a table of prairie-style meals, and invited Wan Yue to the private room. He served her like a child and felt more comfortable.
It is an unwritten custom that the more powerful a person is, the more concubines he has in his house, but the status of the first wife is always unshakable. Therefore, you don’t need to worry about the woman around the prince now. What you have behind you is the whole
The support of the Mongolian tribe, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, but in a blink of an eye, what a man really needs is a woman who can help him achieve great things!"
Wan Yue half understood, holding a piece of bacon in her hand and said: "A woman who has achieved great things? Then what can I do to help him and make him feel that I am the most important?"
The old fox turned his eyes and whispered a few words in her ear. Wan Yue was so surprised that she put down the food she was eating, "You mean, Hong Zhou, he wants to be the emperor!"
Haiwang made a gesture of silence and whispered: "To be honest with the princess, the prince's life in the palace was not easy when he was a child. The prince's mother, Concubine Geng Jia, also died in the palace fighting for favor. He has been quite talented since he was a child.
On a par with the current emperor, Concubine Geng Jia and Concubine Xi were equally equal. At that time, we all often speculated in private about who the late emperor would pass the throne to. However, Concubine Geng Jia was framed later and died quietly in the cold palace.
, the prince has lost the qualification to compete for the throne. However, for a long time, our ministers have been loyal to the prince. If the princess can help, then it will be just around the corner for the prince to ascend the throne and become the emperor!"
She gradually calmed down after hearing this, and felt a little happy in her heart. If she had won the kingdom for Hong Zhou, then he would be obedient to her and feel that she was the best and only she could compete with him.
If it matches well, it shouldn't feel too bad if I get a National Mother Dangdang.
Under the temptation of the old fox, Wan Yue stepped into his trap step by step and began to obey his orders.
The fifteenth day of every month is the day when the prince and his wife enter the palace. The old-fashioned meeting of royal family members is boring. During the dinner, the little nephew Yonghuang came over and asked for a drink. The four-year-old child was smart and lively, and put his little hand on his knee.
It's very warm. Hong Zhou has been living a relaxed life recently. When he saw the little guy, he couldn't help but think that the children he and Xiaohu would have after him would be more active and willing to be civil and military.
Being bored, because he had something on his mind, he left with an excuse and came to the palace where Wan Yue was staying.
At that time, Wan Yue was trying on the wedding attire, her face was rosy, and there was no sign of anger at all. Hong Zhou coughed lightly at the door, Wan Yue tied up the heavy Manchu wedding attire and trotted towards him, her eyes were sincere and warm.
, it seems that the dispute in the courtyard has never happened, "Here you are! Do you think I look good in this outfit? You helped me choose this bun and this pair of earrings!" Hong Zhou wanted to say something.
, but was interrupted by her, "By the way, my eldest brother and sister-in-law sent a letter saying that they are already on their way to the capital and will arrive in the next few days!"
"Wan Yue! Can you please wake up? That day in the courtyard, I made it very clear that the person I love is Xiao Hu. I came today just to end my relationship with you. I want to give her a divorce openly and honestly.
Due to our status, we cannot wrong her!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the maid in the palace left early. Wan Yue did not act impulsively as before, but her eyes darkened, she smiled, and gently led Hong Zhou to the couch and sat down, pouring him tea.
Shui, "Look, I can do whatever she can do. Don't you still like to drink fish soup? I also cooked it today. Hong Zhou, I just want to tell you that I no longer care about what happened that day."
Taking it to heart, Mr. Hai told me that it is very common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, which is a symbol of power. I can accept you being with her.
However, your wedding and mine must be held as scheduled. Because we still have very important things to do on the day of the wedding. In recent days, several leaders of my tribe have come to the capital, and I have discussed it with them.
Don’t worry, I will help you get the seat you want!”
Hong Zhou was shocked when he heard this, grabbed her wrist and asked: "Who told you! Do you know how dangerous this matter is?" Huan Yue hugged his neck and said affectionately: "I know.
, but for you, I am willing to do anything! Don’t worry, I won’t talk nonsense! In fact, you still care about me, right? If it weren’t for Xiaohu..."
"Yue'er, I don't want to think about anything. Today I saw Yong Huang. He held my hand and asked me for a drink. At that moment, I realized that the most important thing in the world is not fame and wealth, but family, a place that belongs to
My own warm home. After a while, when the war in Yili calmed down, I said goodbye to the emperor and went back to the grassland with Xiaohu to live a happy life of herding horses and sheep. So Yue'er, give up and just be
I, Hong Zhou, am sorry for you and have let you down. An innocent and lovely girl like you deserves to be loved by a better man."
Wan Yue covered her ears, but his words were still like sharp knives, piercing into her ears. Hong Zhou finally stroked her temples and left decisively.
"You will regret it!" The voice was almost hysterical.
Hongzhou stopped and said, "I will regret it if I miss Xiaohu and that home."
Wan Yue was furious and frantically overturned the table full of gold and jade jewelry to the ground, tore up the silk wedding dress, lifted a small stool and smashed the rhombus mirror. Until the mirror shattered into pieces, she lay prone on the ground, silent.
He came down. He held the fragment in his hand tightly, and his palms couldn't help shaking. The maids rushed in and saw this situation. They were all shocked and inexplicable, "Princess, please don't hurt yourself! I will help you bandage it!"
"Oh, how could I hurt myself? Amma once told me that the sharpest blade can only be pointed at the enemy. I want to live a good life and watch others cry with a smile!"