Although Wu Rou is nominally a saint of the Wu Zhu clan, her life is no better than that of an animal.
The Wu Zhu clan is controlled by the clan leader, and Chu Lian has wanted to become a Wu Zhu saint for many years, so she suppressed Wu Rou everywhere. Now that she has an opportunity to leave Wu Zhu, Wu Rou will not let go of this opportunity.
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What's more, in this palace, he is now the most favored being, and almost no one can compare with him.
Even Queen Chen Su sent many precious things to show her wooing.
Wu Rou, who was trampled under Chu Lian's feet in the past, is now the future concubine of this palace, making her very unhappy and unhappy.
"Miss Wu Rou, the emperor is here." The little eunuch who delivered the message quickly broke into the palace and reported.
Wu Rou, who had been taking a nap with her eyes closed, immediately sat up straight. She quickly waved her hand to the palace maids to remove all these things. Then she straightened her clothes, picked a book and read through it.
Chen Yan quietly entered the palace. When the palace guests were about to greet him, they saw him making a silent gesture, indicating that they did not need to salute.
Chen Yan opened the beaded curtain with ease, and the sunset happened to shine on the side of Wu Rou's face, making her look like a fairy, pure and beautiful, and her beauty was exceptionally peaceful and gentle. Unlike other people in the palace,
Unlike some narrow and voluptuous beauties, Wu Rou was like a cup of tea sitting there, waiting for Chen Yan to taste it.
He crept closer and childishly reached out to cover Wu Rou's eyes.
Wu Rou also put down the book in her hand and said softly, "Who does your Majesty want to be today? Do you want to try to be my book boy?"
Chen Yan was not annoyed, he just took out an extremely delicate necklace from his sleeve like a magic trick.
The crystal sparkled under the sunlight, it was beautiful and dazzling, and it perfectly complemented Wu Rou's delicate beauty.
"If you are willing, Rou'er, I am also willing." Chen Yan gently hugged Wu Rou from behind. The noble and proud emperor now seemed like a loyal husband.
Wu Rou kissed her charmingly, but this action was incompatible with her pure appearance. On the contrary, it made the action even more charming and thrilling.
"I will organize the best wedding for you, bring you into the harem, and make you the most noble concubine in the harem." Chen Yan promised softly, and Wu Rou felt proud of every word he heard.
Affection.
But she kept this pride deep in her heart. Wu Rou followed Chen Yan's movements and leaned in Chen Yan's arms. She looked like she was just a gentle and beautiful wife.
"Your Majesty, I don't want anything. What I want is the Emperor's unique love. With this love, Rou'er will not be afraid of anything and is the happiest person in the world."
Hearing this, Chen Yan kissed Wu Rou's forehead and asked softly, "What does my precious baby Rou'er want? I can give it to Rou'er as a gift for becoming a concubine. How about it?"
Wu Rou smiled and shook her head, but she did not answer immediately. She just looked like she suddenly remembered something, "I heard that the emperor wanted to separate Rou'er from the Wu Zhu clan. If possible, Rou'er doesn't want to cut off Wu Rou.
Zhu’s identity.”
As she said that, Wu Rou couldn't help but sob softly.
She looked so pitiful that I felt pity for her, and it looked like Chen Yan's heart was about to break.
Chen Yan quickly held Wu Rou's cheek, wiped away her tears, and asked in a low voice, "Don't cry anymore, my heart will be broken if I cry."
Wu Rou looked at Chen Yan's appearance and knew that there was a chance of a turn in this matter.
She struck while the iron was hot and sobbed, "Rou'er was born in Wuzhu, grew up in Wuzhu, and her blood is also the blood of Wuzhu. Although Rou'er can no longer be the saint of Wuzhu, Rou'er is unwilling to give up this job no matter what.
Of Wu Zhu’s bloodline.”
Wu Rou's shoulders were shaking as she cried. Chen Yan quickly hugged her shoulders tighter and comforted her, "Okay, okay, I promise you. My baby, it really breaks my heart."
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Under those two lines of tears, Wu Rou revealed an imperceptible and extremely ghostly smile.
-Prince's Mansion
After the disaster relief meeting, Kyoto returned to peace.
The city gate was closed accordingly, and Changle Street returned to its daily life.
The carriage of the Prince's Mansion passed by slowly, which attracted many people to stop and watch.
They were all talking in low voices, saying that the late king of the Jiang Kingdom had died of illness, and the eldest prince had inherited the throne and invited the five princesses back to attend the funeral of the late king.
I just attended a funeral, but I actually dragged about five loads of luggage back behind the carriage. It was really very impressive to see.
"Those carts look like precious treasures. Could it be that the current king gave them to the fifth princess?"
"It should be, otherwise no one would be so generous. There were rumors before that the fifth princess was the most favored little princess in the Jiang Kingdom. From the royal family to the common people, they all treated her
Considered a treasure."
"It seems that our prince is about to make a comeback."
Jiang Huan opened the corner of the car curtain and looked out of the car. The scene of Changle Street kept falling behind him, and finally landed on the shining golden door plaque of the Prince's Mansion.
She lowered the car curtain and turned to look at Chen Ruyi behind her.
He was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and there was no hidden thought on his peaceful face, which made Jiang Huan couldn't help but smile slightly.
But this smile was fleeting. She glanced at the token on Chen Ruyi's waist, her expression was extremely complicated.
The Prince's Mansion has a secret army that is not easily disclosed to the outside world. This is Chen Ruyi's private army. Even the emperor does not know its true number and situation.
The only ones who know the inside story are Chen Ruyi and Qiu Xingjian.
Jiang Huan knew this because he happened to see the token on his waist and then remembered that Chen Du once told him that there was a terrifying army of dead soldiers in the capital.
Each of them has no identity, and what symbolizes their name is only a small pattern on their neck. And that pattern is exactly the pattern on the token.
Since Chen Ruyi has such an army, it will be a loss if he does not use it.
Jiang Huan made his wishful thinking quickly, but how to get Chen Ruyi to tell him about it was also a difficult task.
After all, in the minds of outsiders, even the emperor and Jiang Huan, Chen Ruyi was just a prince who accomplished nothing and only helped with chores.
Whether this army is as terrifying as Chen Du said is also an unsolved mystery.