The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

July passed by in a hurry, and August arrived in the blink of an eye. The coolness of early autumn was blowing, but the Duke's mansion was filled with joy.

Today is Lu Chengjun's first birthday. The eldest princess did not invite many people. Only Mrs. Qi and several families from Duke Xin's Palace and Prince Xian's Palace came.

Child Lu Chengjun was able to walk when he was ten months old, and could walk steadily when he was one year old.

In the main hall, various objects were placed on the huge carpet. Child Lu Chengjun, wearing a red embroidered Pixiu dress, stood outside the carpet.

A group of people sat nearby, looking at him with smiles on their faces.

Leshi smiled and said to Tang Jiao, "It's really rare to be able to walk so steadily at one year old."

Mrs. Wang likes Brother Jun very much: "He looks more and more like a prince."

"Better looking than the prince."

Zhou Weiai likes Brother Jun very much and loves to hug him every time she comes here.

Luo Aiwan and Luo Aiya both made cute tiger head hats for him to wear in cold weather.

Everyone gathered around Brother Jun, teasing him to get something he liked quickly.

Brother Jun stood between his parents and saw piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, writing brushes, seals, swords, and gold ingots placed on the blanket.

Xize took out a palm-long sword, threw it into a corner of the blanket, and then watched quietly.

Brother Jun walked into the blanket, looked here and there, and without hesitation walked towards the small sword that Xi Ze had placed. He bent down to pick it up, put it in his arms and hugged it, looking at Xi Ze and grinning. A smile.

"it is good!"

"This child will definitely not be a thing in the pond in the future."

"It's good to hold a sword. In the future, you will be victorious in every battle."

"Brother Jun will definitely have good luck in the future, and happiness will always be with you."

All the elders slowly applauded and laughed, sending their best wishes.

Xizeyang smiled: "It seems like my disciple can't run away."

Yaoshan raised his head proudly: "You're just a little brat."

Lu Chengjun jumped into Tang Jiao's arms with his sword, waving the sword happily and giggling.

With a dark face, Lu Changze pulled his son out of Tang Jiao's arms and looked at him: "Don't hug your mother all the time."

"Okay." The eldest princess grabbed it and glared at him: "Today is Brother Jun's first birthday, take your father's airs back."

If she frightened her obedient great-grandson, she would have to whip him.

After the ceremony, everyone went to the eldest princess's courtyard, chatted and laughed, and sat for a while before eating.

Tang Jiao sat next to the eldest princess, and the housekeeper stood outside the door, waving to Zi Xiang.

Zixiang strode across the threshold, walked outside with the housekeeper, and came back in a moment.

Tang Jiao whispered: "What's wrong?"

Zixiang clung to her ears and whispered: "Master, Princess Qing'an sent someone to deliver a first-year gift."

what?

Tang Jiao suspected that she had heard wrongly. Princess Qing'an had been very peaceful since Wen Junyu's death, and she even gave birth to a son.

However, after giving birth to his son, he was put under house arrest by His Majesty in Prince Gong's Mansion. How could anyone come over to give him gifts at this time?

She hated herself to the core and could never bless her family.

"Whatever it is, take it out and throw it away."

"Yes."

Zixiang nodded, walked outside, and told him the master's instructions.

The housekeeper also thought about Princess Qing'an's character, so naturally he would not store her gift in the treasury. After getting the result, he turned around and walked out.

Not long after, the housekeeper came again to report that Lu Zhishi was here.

Tang Jiao looked at her grandmother: "Grandma, the fourth sister is here."

The eldest princess smiled slightly, her expression a little dull: "It came quickly."

If Jiao Jie'er and Fu Shang had not cultivated immortality and were her granddaughters, the eldest princess would not be so cold no matter what.

But King Yan is ambitious and will do anything to succeed. Such a person must not be deeply friends.

"Keep the gift and let her go back."

"Yes."

Zixiang was blessed and walked out of the main hall to talk to the housekeeper about the eldest princess's decision.

Outside the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, Lu Zhishi, who was much thinner, was dressed carefully and looked at the grand door of his home with complicated eyes.

This is my natal family. When I was at home, I could leave and enter whenever I wanted, because I entered Prince Yan's Mansion but couldn't get in through the door.

When my grandmother came back, she handed in the post and was turned away.

Thinking of the ridicule and instigation she received after giving birth to her child, Lu Zhishi was filled with resentment and unwillingness.

She thought that as long as she married Prince Yan and gave birth to a son, she would enjoy endless wealth and splendor for the rest of her life.

After getting married, I realized that life is not about two people, but a lot of people.

She was a side concubine, with the main concubine above her, and she was targeted everywhere. Ever since the Duke of Zhenguo cut off contact with King Yan, King Yan had become much colder to her, and he pretended not to know that his son was ill.

When she dreamed back at midnight, she felt regret like a wave that drowned her. Now that she was in Prince Yan's Mansion, she could only describe herself as walking on thin ice.

If it weren't for her son, her life would have been even more difficult.

She couldn't understand that King Yan was a prince and she gave birth to a son. If her father supported King Yan, when he ascended the throne in the future, the power of the Zhenguo Palace would be even higher.

Why do you want to put aside your relationship with King Yan?

Just as she was thinking wildly, the side door of the Zhenguo Palace opened gently and the housekeeper came out.

Lu Zhishi hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Housekeeper, did grandma invite me in?"

The housekeeper bowed respectfully and said: "Grandma Fourth Gu, the eldest princess said that we have accepted the gift. You should go back to Prince Yan's Mansion."

what?

Lu Zhishi covered her chest with her hands, staggered back a few steps, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Impossible, I am a girl from the Zhenguo Palace. It has been so long, and my grandmother's anger should have gone away. Butler, are you lying to me? ?”

Fear wrapped around her tightly like a hemp rope, making her extremely desperate. Could her grandmother really abandon her?

No, this is absolutely impossible!

The housekeeper ignored her pale face and said: "Grandma Fourth Aunt, the eldest princess had chosen a family for you, but you just squeezed into Prince Yan's mansion. Although you are a concubine, the eldest princess has never treated you badly. You also have it now. Son, think about it, if you become a grandmother in the future, and the granddaughter you have worked so hard to train becomes a concubine, will you be angry? I don’t want to say much, but after all, I am watching you girls grow up. , speak one more time. You, just take care of your son and go back. From now on, don’t come over if you have nothing to do, it’s useless to come over.”

Lu Zhishi couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She grabbed the butler's wrist and shed tears: "Butler Tao, please help me say something nice in front of my grandmother. I didn't expect that my grandmother really wanted to break up with me after marrying Queen Yan." relationship."

The butler sighed softly, withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice: "I tell you the truth, the day you are the concubine of King Yan, the day the Duke of Zhenguo doesn't want to see you."

After saying these words, the housekeeper ignored her and turned around to enter the small door.

Looking at the closed side door, Lu Zhishi collapsed on the ground in despair.

The maid did not dare to persuade her, so she helped her up and whispered: "Concubine, let's go back."

Lu Zhishi was like a lost piece of wood, letting her help her get into the carriage.

On the street not far from the Zhenguo Palace, just as Lu Zhishi's carriage left, a hawker threw down his things and strode towards an alley inside.