Princess 1.8 meters

As soon as the idea came out, I was stopped.

Shen Zhi deliberately took a few steps forward, glanced at the beautiful and clear profile of His Royal Highness the princess, and thought silently, beauty... the princess is better.

After returning to the mansion, An Ansheng lived for a few days.

There was no news from the palace yet, Jiang Heng didn't seem to be in a hurry, everything was still peaceful.Shen Zhi wandered around the backyard with a broom, sleeping whenever he wanted to, living a more leisurely life than at home, and suddenly felt that it would be good to stay in the Princess Mansion.

After all, if it wasn't for Jiang Heng's order, it would be difficult to see him at ordinary times.

Shen Zhi happily lived a small life, and didn't think about his bones, so he relaxed and slacked off. Not long after, Jiang Heng suddenly transferred him to the kitchen.

When he heard the news, Shen Zhi rolled down from the bench, his normally slightly squinted eyes widened, and he looked at Ah Jiu in astonishment: "What?"

Ah Jiu looked at him sympathetically: "Your Highness said, there is nothing to sweep in the backyard, I'm afraid you are too free."

When Shen Zhi got up, he picked up the broom that hadn't been used much, and said sternly: "I'm very busy."

Ah Jiu patted him on the shoulder: "Young Master Shen... His Highness and I come to the backyard every day to have a look."

"……I do not know how?"

The corner of Ah Jiu's mouth twitched, as if he was trying to suppress his smile: "Because you are sleeping every time."

Shen Zhi said: "..."

Even if he was reluctant, Shen Zhi, who was wronged, moved left to the kitchen. The meals in the princess mansion were always light and simple, and there were only two cooks in the kitchen. Seeing the new kid, they were obviously a little curious.

"Why is there a pretty gentleman here?"

Ah Jiu was still holding back her smile: "Your Highness ordered me to bring it here, and said that you two are not polite, and you can send me whatever you want."

"How can such a handsome child manage?" A cook said with a smile, pointing to the white radish beside her, "Please."

"..." Shen Zhi sighed, he could only force himself to follow suit, while cutting the radish, he muttered in a low voice: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

Ah Jiu held the door and laughed until tears came out.

The dinner was ordered by Jiang Heng to be delivered by Shen Zhi, and Shen Zhi was embarrassed to be lazy in front of two strange ladies, so he carried the meal to the outside room where Jiang Heng was eating with a dark face.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Jiang Heng's face turned paler, his eyes were slightly dark and black, as if he was extremely tired, and when he saw Shen Zhi coming in, his slightly dazed eyes lit up slightly.

Shen Zhi is a good-tempered person, seeing his appearance, he felt a little soft-hearted and sympathetic, and couldn't help asking: "Your Highness didn't sleep well?"

Jiang Heng rubbed between his brows: "You can be like anyone."

Shen Zhi coughed lightly, and said warmly: "But having nightmares?"

Jiang Heng looked at him with a sleepy face, and nodded honestly.Shen Zhi thought for a while, untied the sachet from his waist, handed it over with both hands, and smiled slightly: "There are some calming herbs in it, His Highness doesn't seem to like to light incense in the room, so I put this by the pillow to help sleep how?"

Jiang Heng and him looked at each other for a moment, then looked down at the white palm stretched out in front of him.

In the delicate palm lies a small cyan sachet, on which is embroidered delicate spring greetings, and the bright yellow and cyan look very comfortable.

Jiang Heng felt uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it casually, and his fingers accidentally touched Shen Zhi's warm palm, his drooping long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, his eyes were unpredictable: "I heard that you have a confidante, this is her gift to you." For you?"

...I heard it again?

Shen Zhi was almost shivered by his cold fingertips, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Your Highness has heard so many things about the lower officials."

Jiang Heng said indifferently: "Mr. Shen is a well-known Mr. Pianpian in the capital, and everyone knows about his love affair. This princess knows it. Is there anything strange?"

Why does this tone seem to be full of anger?

Shen Zhi squinted his eyes, and put the sachet on the side of the table, "I don't know anything about the affair, this is a sachet embroidered by my sister, not a confidante."

Seeing that the corners of Jiang Heng's tight lips seemed to relax, Shen Zhi smiled: "Okay, the food is getting cold, Your Highness, let's eat quickly."

"Sit down, too." After Jiang Heng finished speaking, seeing that Shen Zhi seemed to have something to say, he added calmly, "Don't say anything impolite, when have you ever talked about etiquette in front of me?"

The latter sentence...is somewhat familiar.

Shen Zhi squinted his eyes, some dilapidated pictures floated in his mind vaguely, but they were not very clear.He had a headache, so he stopped thinking about it and sat down to have a meal with Jiang Heng unceremoniously.

The corners of Jiang Heng's lips curved imperceptibly, and he regained his composure in an instant. After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he heard Shen Zhi's disapproving voice: "Why doesn't Your Highness eat meat?"

Jiang Heng was taken aback for a moment, and saw Shen Zhi standing up, moving a plate of Snow Baby to his bamboo chopsticks, raised his chin, and said in a slightly complacent tone: "I learned to make it in the kitchen this afternoon, don't Waste it, taste it."

Jiang Heng stared at his gentle and smiling face, froze for a moment, then nodded slowly.

It was already late when Shen Zhi packed up the leftovers and left. When he brought them back to the kitchen, a cook glanced at him, a little surprised: "What is this dish? Your Highness actually ate it all?"

"Huh?" Shen Zhi was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"In the past, His Highness was good enough to take a few mouthfuls of a dish." The cook seemed distressed, "It was like this four years ago."

It was four years ago again.

What happened four years ago?

Shen Zhi scratched his heart with all his claws, and secretly decided to take advantage of a few days' rest to arrest someone for questioning.

When Shen Zhi and the two cooks were seriously discussing what to eat tomorrow, Jiang Heng had already showered and gone to bed.

When he closed his eyes, there was boundless fireworks and blood in front of him. His breathing was short, and his temples were aching. He endured it for a while, and when he was about to get up and go to the study to sit overnight, he suddenly smelled a strange scent of vanilla in his nose.

It was only then that Jiang Heng remembered the sachet that he stuffed under his pillow at random before, and Shen Zhi's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes. He paused, took out the sachet, held it in his hand, and sniffed it lightly.

I don't know if it's because Shen Zhi has been carrying him all year round, the sachet seems to be contaminated with his breath, which is gentle and peaceful.

Jiang Heng sniffed the faint fragrance, his breathing gradually calmed down, and when he closed his eyes, there was no such overwhelming fire and blood.

...It seems that Shen Zhi is not talking nonsense.

Jiang Heng clutched the sachet tightly, thinking vaguely, and fell into a rare deep sleep.

***

When it came to the day of Xiumu, Shen Zhi got up early in the morning, searched the study and the backyard but couldn't find Jiang Heng, so he simply changed into casual clothes and left the princess mansion.

It was hot in the early morning, and most of the hawkers on the long street hadn't gotten up to set up their stalls yet. Shen Zhi didn't intend to go back to his house right away, he wandered leisurely on the street, and stopped in front of a big house after a long time, politely Knocked on the door.

No response.

Shen Zhi continued to knock patiently until there was a sound of cursing inside, the porter opened the door cursingly, raised his eyes and saw a slender man standing outside the door, he immediately shut up as if he was dumb, and smiled: "It turned out to be Young Master Shen, did Young Master Shen come to look for my Young Master?"

Shen Zhi was too lazy to argue with him, and nodded with a smile: "Please call Qi Lu."

The porter responded quickly, seeing that Shen Zhi didn't want to come in, he didn't say much, and hurried to call for someone.

Shen Zhi leaned against the door, waiting like a door god.

Not long after, Shen Zhi heard a rush of footsteps, and then a man laughed and scolded: "Shen Jinghe! Where have you been so flirtatious and happy these days? I thought that Mr. Shen would forget me in a blink of an eye."

Shen Zhi said gently: "Isn't this here to look for you?"

"Come on, why did you change your temper, you are willing to leave your bed before Sishi, and you are still interested in torturing me?"

Shen Zhi smiled so much that his eyes were curved, and he looked very good-looking: "I changed the temperament of the first-class guard with a knife in the front of the imperial court, how about it, is it airy or not?"

Qi Lu clicked his tongue: "It's amazing, it's so impressive. I thought it was just a rumor... Your father really got you into Princess Hanning's mansion? I heard that His Highness is a rare beauty..."

Shen Zhi said coolly: "What do you think I will tell His Highness what will happen to you?"

Qi Lu hissed quietly.

The two left Qi's mansion side by side and touched the familiar tavern. At this time, the tavern was already open, but it was quite deserted, just in time to say something shameful.

Shen Zhi briefly said everything he could say in a few words, relying on his rich imagination, Qi Lu still slapped the table and laughed wildly, wishing to watch Shen Zhi frustrated from time to time.

When Qi Lu had had enough of laughing, Shen Zhi had already nodded his head and almost went to meet Duke Zhou.

Waking up too early hurts your energy.

Qi Lu hastily reached out to poke him: "Wake up, it's rare to see you sober so early, but don't say a few words and fall asleep again. You came to me, you didn't come to tell me a joke, did you?"

Thinking about the business, Shen Zhi raised his eyelids, narrowed his eyes and yawned, very much like a lazy Persian cat brought up as a tribute from outsiders.He propped his chin, glanced out the window casually, and saw the long street gradually getting bustling. He was in a daze for a moment, and then said: "Qi Lu, I have forgotten a lot of things."

Qi Lu couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Tell me, how many things do you remember?"

Shen Zhi turned his head, his black eyes were translucent and gentle, like black pearls soaked in water, usually these eyes were always slightly squinted lazily, but now when he looked at them seriously, it made people shiver.

Qi Lu stuttered a bit: "Why, what's the matter?"

Shen Zhi returned to his lazy look: "Did any major events happen in Beijing four years ago?"

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Qi Lu raised his tea and took a sip, "It's really something big."

"for example?"

Qi Lu laughed: "For example, you, Mr. Shen, have a high fever and you almost became stupid." After a pause, he stopped joking, his face became a little more serious, and he looked around to see that there was no one around, and then said, "Four years ago, the harem There's a witchcraft case—you don't even remember that?"

Shen Zhi frowned and shook his head.

"Four years ago, several concubines in the harem had inexplicable miscarriages. His Majesty suspected that it was a witchcraft technique, so he ordered Jin Yiwei to search the harem, and finally found a villain with needles in the palace of Queen Du at that time. Since ancient times, the technique of witchcraft They were all palace taboos, and there was a lot of trouble at that time... Your Majesty was thinking about old feelings, and did not take away Empress Du's post, but only put Empress Du in the cold palace."

Qi Lu shook his head: "Who would have thought that within half a month, Empress Du sent the little maid beside her to deliver a letter to the Holy Majesty, and then the cold palace disappeared. Empress Du is also staunch, and she actually raped her directly... Her The last wish is to ask the Holy Lord to release her son and daughter from the capital. Alas, Princess Hanning is also pitiful..."

"What's the matter with His Highness Guan?" Shen Zhi answered the words subconsciously, and then his face changed slightly.

Qi Lu's eyes changed when he saw him: "No way, you even forgot this? King Zhao and Princess Hanning are twins born of Queen Du."

Shen Zhi was silent for a moment, then waved his hands: "What happened next?"

Qi Lu took another sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then continued: "After the first seven days of Empress Du, His Majesty named the third prince as King Zhao, and asked the brothers and sisters to go to Qiongzhou, where the emperor is far away. They are also very good, who knows that they were assassinated on the way."

Shen Zhi repeated in a low voice: "Assassin?"

"Yeah, the inn was set on fire, and almost all the accompanying people were killed, leaving out Princess Hanning and a few maids. Princess Hanning was covered in blood at the time, and she returned to Beijing and went directly to the palace to face the saint. He kowtowed and said that it was King Zhao who pushed him out of the sea of ​​flames... Your Majesty took pity on him, saw that he was so frightened that he almost went crazy, so he changed his name to King Zhao, and wanted him to live on behalf of King Zhao..."

There was a buzzing in Shen Zhi's head, as if someone had stabbed his heart severely with a needle for a moment, the sharp pain made him feel strange, and his eyes turned red involuntarily.

Qi Lu was careless, didn't notice Shen Zhi's change, and sighed: "...so His Majesty has always been tolerant of Princess Hanning, but Princess Hanning's situation...you know, it's a pool of muddy water. What did your father do? In order to stuff you in, hurry up and think of a way to get yourself out... Hey? Shen Jinghe? Where are you looking, are you listening to me?"

Shen Zhi turned his head and stared out of the window, pressed his fingers to his lips and let out a soft "shh", and after a while, he was finally sure.

The protagonist that Qi Lu spoke of just now is standing on the street and being stopped by people, if Shen Zhi is not blind, then from the situation, Her Highness the Princess should be... met a prodigal son.

Shen Zhi's heart tightened, he hurried downstairs and ran over.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Gongju said that a sachet is nothing, and sooner or later he will be caught in bed to sleep with him.

Well, simply to sleep with.

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Suddenly found that Xiao Gong's life experience at home is a bit miserable... =. =

……

No, I am my own mother.