The villain is ruthless

Chapter 598 Don't Take Your Highness (Seventeen)

"This..." The helper was a little embarrassed, and turned his eyes to Jiang Zhu in the inner room.

Jiang Zhu sighed secretly. Seeing Zhuang Yuelan's excited and apprehensive appearance, he had to admire her imagination. She doubted her identity with just a single brown sugar. She deserved to be the heroine.

She opened the curtain and walked out, facing Zhuang Yue's blue eyes.

"Miss," Jiang Zhu looked at Zhuang Yuelan without changing his expression, "I am the owner of the shop, what's wrong with this rose brown sugar?"

Seeing a beautiful girl walking out, Zhuang Yuelan and Fang Ruoruo were stunned at the same time, as if they didn't expect Jiang Zhu to be so young.

"There is no problem," Zhuang Yuelan stared at Jiang Zhu, "I just want to ask the girl, where did this rose brown sugar come from?"

"It's just a whim." Jiang Zhu was not intimidated by her at all. "Occasionally, I ate brown sugar and saw that cakes can be made into many shapes, so I thought brown sugar should be able to do the same. I didn't expect it to be made."

Jiang Zhu said with timely rejoicing on his face, "The taste is not bad at all. If Miss likes it, you can prepare some."

Seeing that Jiang Zhu's answer was completely different from what she thought, Zhuang Yuelan was extremely disappointed. Her eyes were sharp, and she coldly glanced at Jiang Zhu's eyebrows. Seeing that her expression was normal and she did not intend to lie, she believed her words.

What a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

In addition to being disappointed, Zhuang Yuelan felt thankful that not everyone in this world could pass through. Although this person was lucky enough to make rose brown sugar, in reality, how could he be compared with her?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yuelan quickly restrained her expression, and said condescendingly, "Then I will pay ten taels of silver."

When Jiang Zhu heard this, he immediately sent someone to weigh brown sugar for her, "Miss, would you like to try the other cakes, they are all delicious."

"Yes," Fang Ruoruo pulled her sleeves, "Sister Zhuang, let's buy more."

Zhuang Yue's blue eyes flashed, and seeing Fang Ruoruo's silly and sweet look, she spat in her heart, but she didn't shake her off, took some other pastries, and left the pastry shop without haste.

Walking out of the shop, Fang Ruoruo couldn't help but marvel at Jiang Zhu's appearance, "I didn't expect her to make delicious cakes, and she is also good-looking."

Zhuang Yuelan snorted coldly to herself, "I'm just a commoner."

Seeing her mocking Jiang Zhu in her tone, Fang Ruoruo couldn't help touching her nose, not only didn't think she was arrogant, but admired her even more.

Both she and Zhuang Yuelan were concubine daughters, she walked on thin ice at home, but Zhuang Yuelan lived an incomparably wanton life, which not only overshadowed her aunt, but also made her mother speechless.

She was going to marry the current crown prince next month, and Zhuang Yuelan got everything that a concubine wanted but couldn't get.When she becomes the crown princess, she will ascend to the sky in one step. At that time, no matter whether she is the first sister or the first mother, even all the noble daughters will bow her head.

It seems that only Zhuang Yuelan can do such a thing of flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix.

Fang Ruoruo envied her in her heart, and wanted to make friends with her, trying to learn half of her from her and change her destiny.

It was not easy to become Zhuang Yuelan's close friend in the boudoir.

"What Sister Zhuang said is very true," she agreed without thinking, "No matter how beautiful the girl in the pastry shop is, in my heart, Sister Zhuang is the prettiest, she is not at all comparable to Sister Zhuang."

This Chi Guoguo's flattery made Zhuang Yuelan very useful, which was why she kept Fang Ruoruo by her side.

There is such a foolish person who praises himself every day, so of course he has to keep it.

"Don't worry about her." Although Zhuang Yuelan thought Jiang Zhu was pretty, she didn't take it seriously.

The class is different, and Jiang Zhu can't cause her loss.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was the day when Xiao Ting and Zhuang Yuelan got married.

This day is also the queen's memorial day, only few people still remember it.

The little prince took Jiang Zhu to the hillside behind the capital, and there was a monument without writing on the hillside, which was the queen's tomb.

The emperor was furious back then, and after the queen committed suicide, he threw the queen's body to the mass grave in a fit of anger. If one of the court ladies had not been blessed by the queen and erected a monument for the queen, the queen might have fallen into the mouth of wild beasts long ago.

The little prince knelt on the ground and burned the paper money in the basket little by little. Looking at the weedy cemetery, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, as if soaked in blood.

He stood up and cleared the weeds on the cemetery with his bare hands. He was full of anger, as if immersed in that rainy night many years ago, his eyes were full of the tragedy of the queen's death, and he didn't even know that his palm was bleeding.

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Jiang Zhu stepped forward and took his hand, "Your Highness, wake up."

The little prince reflexively wanted to shake off, but Jiang Zhu hugged his shoulders, "Your Highness, it's me."

Familiar and gentle words, the little prince froze, then turned around, Jiang Zhu's appearance was reflected in her pupils, her eyes were concerned, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, as if she was saying something, the little prince caught her in an instant wrist, and then hugged her tightly.

His body trembled, as if he was suffering severe pain. His thin body suddenly burst out with huge energy, trapping her in his arms, greedily absorbing the warmth and care from her body.

Jiang Zhu let him hold him, and patted his back lightly, trying to give him the strength to get out of the nightmare.

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness is not afraid," Jiang Zhu whispered in his ear, "I will be by your side, always by your side."

The soft words were like warm water, enveloping the little prince's whole body. He curled up his fingertips like a baby who had lost all defenses, revealing his fragility and pain in front of her.

Jiang Zhu didn't push him away, but gently raised his face with his fingertips, looked at his crazy eyes, couldn't help smiling, and hugged him again.

"Your Highness looks like a child now."

The little prince woke up like a dream, and his frozen body became more and more stiff. I don't know why she said that.

Obviously, he is no longer a child.

"Your Highness was very cute when he was a child," Jiang Zhu said. "He would be sad, lose his temper, and have his own little emotions, which made me feel very real."

"The former Highness never felt sad by my side. He would just hide secretly and make me look for you everywhere in anger."

"It's good now, I can finally share the burden with His Highness."

The little prince was completely awake, looking at the smile on the corner of Jiang Zhu's mouth, he really wanted to say that she didn't really need to look for him, because he never went far.

But the words turned into, "Then you have to find me all the time."

Before he finished speaking, his face turned red, as if he had said some terrible words about tigers and wolves.

Jiang Zhu was amused by him, and promised with a smile, "Okay, no matter how far Your Highness flees, I will find His Highness."

The little prince was finally satisfied, and leaned his head on Jiang Zhu's shoulder, and the depression that had settled in his heart for many years slowly dissipated.

"I want to let the queen mother enter the imperial tomb, and no one can take away her things."

"Yes." Jiang Zhu said, "I am with His Highness."

Hearing this, the little prince hid his face on her neck, and finally couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)