Chapter 1,417 Don’t get married, it’s better to be single
Taiji Palace, Shujing Palace.
The lakeside is lined with green trees, and groups of waterbirds fly over the green and tranquil lake at low altitude from time to time, causing ripples on the lake. The cool breeze blows from the lake and enters the hall through the open windows.
The coolness makes people feel peaceful and comfortable.
There was a thick floor mat behind the carved lacquer table. Princess Changle was sitting on it, leaning on the table with her elbows. She stretched out a slender jade finger like a spring onion and pressed it tightly against her forehead. She frowned beautifully and had a splitting headache.
Princess Fangling, who was dressed in a splendid palace attire, had lost all her former grace and splendor. Although she was sitting on her knees opposite Princess Changle, she leaned forward and supported the table with both hands. She let her two tall white breasts squeeze out a ravine, and her beautiful eyes were round.
Stare, foaming at the mouth...
"Are you a fool? How can you hand over the rest of your life so easily? That Qiu Shenji is hot-tempered, rude, and naughty. He is just a fool. If you marry him, wouldn't you be sending a flower into the mouth of a wild boar?
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Faced with a series of questions, Princess Changle was extremely helpless and sighed: "Why did my aunt say this? When will we, the daughters of the Tian family, be able to choose our own husbands? Now my father is willing to listen to my opinions instead of casually
It is already a great gift for me to marry and get married outside the Great Wall, okay, what else can I be picky about?"
"fart!"
Princess Fangling was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, she swore, and lost all her elegant manners. She shouted: "The people who were proposed to marry each other a few times were just the daughters of the royal family. Your Majesty will not marry your daughter to live outside the Great Wall.
, let alone you, the apple of His Majesty’s eye!”
Princess Changle sighed speechlessly.
Princess Fangling took a breath and calmed down a little, but she still advised her earnestly: "Listen to what my aunt said, go and tell your majesty immediately that you regret it and cancel the marriage! Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Once she marries the wrong man, she will marry the wrong man.
I have to endure hardships all my life without even a moment of joy! Auntie, how can I feel that I am a watery and debauched person by nature? But every day when I face that old bastard Dou Fengjie, I feel sick and want to vomit. If I hadn’t found the person I like, who is greedy for pleasure, I would
I don’t know if one day I will be cruel enough to drink poison and commit suicide..."
Speaking of this, a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with water, obviously touching the most painful part of my heart.
Princess Changle pursed her lips and remained silent.
Taking a deep breath, Princess Fangling stretched out her hand to gently cover Princess Changle's slender hand that was placed on the table. She caressed her gently, her eyes full of love, and sighed: "Auntie loves you and can't bear to have you."
I followed my aunt's old path and ruined my life."
Princess Changle was grateful from the bottom of her heart. She held Princess Fungling's palm with her backhand and said softly: "Auntie, please don't be sad... I also understand what auntie said, but what can our daughter's family do? If we reject Qiu Shenji today, we won't know tomorrow.
Who do you want to reject? How difficult is it to find someone you love despite rejection? This is all fate..."
"Hmph! What's there to disguise in front of my aunt? Don't tell me that you have nothing to do with that Fang Jun."
Princess Fangling had a strong heart after all, and when she mentioned her lover who died because of her, she was only sad for a moment, and then she regained her composure in the blink of an eye.
Princess Changle's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily: "How can there be such dirty things as my aunt said? Of course Fang Jun and I are innocent!"
Princess Fangling sneered and said: "You may be physically innocent, but do you dare to swear to God that he has no desire to covet you, and you are not tempted by him at all?"
Princess Changle's face instantly turned into a steamed shrimp, and she said angrily: "It's nothing!"
Although his tone was firm, his heart felt really weak.
It's not just Fang Jun who covets her? Even her body is not clean...
Princess Fangling didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing her embarrassment, she said warmly: "Listen to my aunt, it's true. Who knows what Qiu Shenji is in Chang'an? He is a cruel and violent bastard, just like his heart-eating father.
Virtue! How can such a cruel person become a good match? The gap between him and Fang Jun is simply worlds apart!"
Princess Changle was silent again...
Princess Fangling was persuasive: "I know what you are going to say. The world is big, but Fang Jun can never become your husband, right? Silly child, for our royal princess, why should we have to possess him?"
We have no worries about food and clothing, and will be rich for life. We don't need a man to take care of us to live well. We only need a beloved lover to fill the emptiness in our hearts. We won't wake up in the middle of the night with tears wet on our pillows and unable to sleep alone.
, it is enough to have a strong chest to rely on. Don't be afraid of what will happen if His Majesty finds out. You are his heart and soul after all, and Fang Jun is not someone who can be killed casually like Yang Yuzhi..."
Having said this, I can no longer say anything.
If Yang Yuzhi had Fang Jun's ability and background, even if Dou Fengjie discovered their affair, how would he dare to kill him at will?
If Princess Changle really had an affair with Fang Jun, His Majesty Li Er would be angry, but for the sake of the overall situation, he would not let it go.
As a daughter of the Li Tang Royal Family, all she needs to do is pursue her true heart, and her reputation and reputation don't matter at all...
In the final analysis, Li Tang had the blood of Xianbei foreigners in his bones, was wild and dissolute, and did not care much about Han Confucianism.
Princess Changle's face turned red, and her whole body was made hot by Princess Fangling's words, such as being unable to sleep alone, and having a strong chest... all these things were talking about.
However, after being shy for a while, the hot blood in his body gradually cooled down.
The reason why he decided to marry Qiu Shenji was not just because of himself...
If the influence of the scandal cannot be eliminated, the emperor father will not be able to give up the idea of expelling Fang Jun from the capital. It is precisely because he is willing to marry Qiu Shenji to express his dissatisfaction with Yi Chu that the emperor feels guilty and can
This caused his father to change Yi Chu's mind.
If he was really having a secret affair with Fang Jun...
There is no telling what the furious father will do.
The rosiness on her pretty face gradually faded away, and Princess Changle let out a long breath, gathered her feelings, and put down all her extravagant hopes.
The world is so big, which daughter of any aristocratic family has the right to have a say in her own life-long happiness? Like pieces of exquisite playthings and gifts, she was buried along with either politics or wealth transactions.
life.
Is this true for aristocratic families, let alone the royal family?
Her first marriage was a continuation of politics. Changsun Chong was certainly talented and handsome, but if his father had not wanted to consolidate the alliance with the Changsun family, he might not have been able to marry into the Changsun family.
Now, in my second marriage, I still have to become a victim of politics, but the connotation has become more profound and complex.
Rather than saying that he agreed to marry Qiu Shenji in order to express his dissatisfaction with Yi Chu like his father, in fact it was more of a compromise with fate and an expression of self-destruction in the face of the ultimate happiness that was impossible to obtain...
Princess Changle's eyes were dark, looking at the emerald-like lake not far away from the open window, and her heart was filled with ripples.
Can that guy understand his helplessness and sorrow?
*****
The sun is shining brightly, and the entire Lishan Mountain is lush and full of life.
His Majesty Li Er rode on his horse and rode slowly along the cement-paved mountain road up the mountain. Along the way, he admired the scenery of the fields on the roadside. The farmers were farming, and the water was gurgling in the canals. It was peaceful and peaceful.
The mountains in the distance are lush with woods and the scenery is tranquil.
With such beautiful scenery on such a beautiful day, His Majesty Li Er was relieved of all his worries and felt happy. The riding crop in his hand hit the horse hard on his crotch. The horse neighed, hooves tumbling, and galloped along the mountain road.
A group of imperial guards behind them hurriedly rode to follow, fearing that something might go wrong...
A group of knights drove up the mountainside at lightning speed, crossed a stone bridge, and then slowed down.
Arriving in front of the Fang family's farm, His Majesty Li Er dismounted his horse, looked up at the row of schools not far away with large structures and bright windows, and waved his hand to the Fang family servant in front of the door, indicating that he did not need to enter to report.
Then he walked slowly towards the school with his hands behind his back.
Before I even got close, I heard the sound of reading loudly. The voice was young, but loud and clear.
The foundation of a country lies in education.
His Majesty Li Er strolled to the bright glass window, peeked in, and saw Fang Xuanling, dressed in regular clothes with a comfortable smile, sitting behind the podium with her legs crossed, holding a book in her hand, her head slightly tilted.
Shaking, he was listening to a young boy in front of him recite a strange text.
"One up, four, go to five... Two up, three, go to five... Two back, one back, eight..."