The queen is a bit cowardly

Time flies by now, and it is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the country of Fu, most of the Fu people living in the cities and towns have the most nostalgia for the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the early years, the Fu people moved westward, looking at the moon and thinking about their homeland, and the Mid-Autumn Festival became very strong. It is the same now. The love for their homeland is gone, but The emphasis on the moon left by the ancestors is still there. Whether it is in the palace or among the people, it is a lively scene. Everyone is carefully preparing for the sacrifice at night.

However, there are also idlers in the palace, and the biggest idler is this Fu Wang Qingluan.But when it comes to leisure, compared with the courtiers in the palace, she is still very courteous in front of Chang Lan. In Chang Lan's garden, she helps catch flowers and insects. Standing in the garden, she bends down and does not let go of every leaf. If she catches a bad guy with sharp eyes, she will raise the bug high and wave her hands to ask for credit for her lover.

A Li covered her mouth and laughed, looking at Chang Lan, her own princess looked at the flower in front of her eyes, and looked at Jiang Qingluan with another eyebrow. It was this instant meeting that outsiders could feel the deep love.

"Princess, why don't you let His Highness come out? It's already autumn, and the ground is cold." Ah Li reminded.

Chang Lan didn't know whether it was cold or not.

"It's better for you to be careful, you are back." Chang Lan said: "Then call His Highness out, and call someone to wash His Highness with a basin of water by the way."

"Here." A Li hit a thousand and went to find Jiang Qingluan in the garden.

Jiang Qingluan was not in a hurry, as early as in Sikou's mansion in Daxin, the small courtyard was much colder. It was the house where the servants lived in Sikou's mansion, and it was the worst one. Compared with now, the Dawu See you little witch.She picked up a few more pests before coming out of the garden.

A Li Ling handed over the copper basin for washing hands, and Jiang Qingluan cleaned up his hands.

"It's not finished yet." Jiang Qingluan muttered.

"The princess feels sorry for His Highness, and I'm afraid that His Highness will catch the cold." A Li also became more and more able to speak, and handed over the handkerchief to wipe his hands.

When she came to Chang Lan's side, Jiang Qingluan still had a smile on her face, she was like this, no matter how difficult she was in the hall, she didn't look sad when she returned to Qifengtai.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, this chrysanthemum should bloom." Jiang Qingluan then put down the climbing arm and threw it aside.

Chang Lan saw a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and wiped it off for her.

"Well, besides chrysanthemums, there are sweet-scented osmanthus and camellia. It's time to cut some and put them in a bottle. It's also a good view in the house."

Jiang Qingluan just nodded, as long as Chang Lan inserted it, there would be no harm.

"Hey."

But Chang Lan sighed again.

"Lan'er is sad for autumn?" Jiang Qingluan said.

Chang Lan turned her head away: "Why does Your Highness think I am so sad?"

"Why the sigh?"

Chang Lan opened her eyes wide, and looked at Jiang Qingluan with disbelief: "Why do you say so?"

Jiang Qingluan didn't know what it meant, he just acted stupid, and then clapped his hands with a look of sudden understanding: "My prince and brother-in-law have returned to Tianping for a month, and there is no news yet."

"Where's your envoy, Your Highness?"

There was no news from Jiang Qingluan's envoys either. It is said that they had been shut down several times in the East Palace, and there was no reply when they asked the Zongbo's mansion. Jiang Qingluan didn't know what the emperor was trying to trick. It's a pity that this matter has been entrusted again and again, Chang Lan's reputation in Qifengtai is not right, she is a person who values ​​rules and etiquette, and now she is asking again.

"Your father doesn't know what to do, he just disappeared." Jiang Qingluan rubbed the end of his eyebrows.

"Not only did my father not see you, even my elder brother didn't see you." Chang Lan said, feeling helpless that she knew everything but couldn't do anything.

"Yeah." Jiang Qingluan knew that Chang Lan still had eyes and ears in Tianping, so she generously admitted: "I wanted to get things done properly, but your family members repeatedly obstructed it. I don't know why. Didn't you and Donggong already talk about it that day?" Ok?"

Chang Lan played with the cypress fan in her hand and said, "I think it's not my elder brother who set up obstacles this time, but my father."

"After Gu ascended the throne, His Majesty the Emperor was very happy to send envoys to pay tribute, and then he asked me to send some stud horses there." Jiang Qingluan said with a smile: "He took all the good horses of my big talisman. For more than ten years, I am afraid that the Daxin horse will be as good as my Fudi horse."

Jiang Qingluan went on to say: "It feels like he looks like this, but he loves this horse very much. I think I asked Donggong to send back three city maps this time, so that your father can choose one that catches the eye as a dowry. That's good, and it's one faster." It's been a month and no reply."

"En." Chang Lan responded, but fell into deep thought again.

"It was he who asked for the city at that time, and now he is the one who sent the city and didn't reply." Jiang Qingluan also knew about seventy percent of this emperor, but he was just a face-saving person. Now that he doesn't allow this marriage, he must feel that Chang Lan is following him. The marriage of the two women must make the world laugh, but this was originally his decree, and if he repents, it will naturally save his face, so he dragged the matter like this.

"It's better like this." Jiang Qingluan sat up straight and turned to Chang Lan: "Ignore the parents' order and the matchmaker's words, according to the rules of the grassland, let's get married."

Chang Lan looked up at Jiang Qingluan, she thought it was that simple, but she didn't want to be so casual.There is no rule in the history books or among the laws and regulations that states that two women should not be blessed by their families when they get married. Those who are good at Longyang have to marry men. Why do they have to back down when they are placed here with her and Jiang Qingluan?

"No, His Royal Highness is ready for the dowry, and my father will give it as a gift." Chang Lan turned the painting fan in his hand and said, "I helped His Highness win half of the Fu Kingdom, and His Highness is so casual?"

Jiang Qingluan felt ashamed of being attacked suddenly, and hurriedly got up to explain, but was stopped by Chang Lan.

"Your Highness, last year was extremely cold, but it helped this year's autumn harvest, didn't it?"

Jiang Qingluan was taken aback by Chang Lan's irrelevant sentence, but he agreed, "Well! No, Sinonong said that the harvest is expected to be good this year, and the guards outside the border also came to report that the horses and water plants are growing well. , it should also be a year of stability.”

"But why does Lan'er ask this?"

Chang Lan and Jiang Qingluan played chess, and Jiang Qingluan's chances of winning were not high. Although Chang Lan had never fought a battle, Jiang Qingluan's skill in planning was not inferior to Jiang Qingluan.

"I was thinking, what is father thinking?"

"Then what do you think your father is thinking?"

Chang Lan looked at Jiang Qingluan, and only uttered two words: "I miss you."

"What does he want me for?!" Jiang Qingluan suddenly felt goosebumps behind her back: "I, King Fu, have done a good job, but I'm not interested in Mu Yitianxia."

"He's thinking about how to use you, King Fu, to keep Daxin safe."

Jiang Qingluan didn't know how to answer right now, so she couldn't say that she didn't care. Chang Lan cared about the world, and if she didn't even care about her mother country, then it would be too disrespectful for her to be a consort of Daxin, but she manages the country of Fu herself. How can we devote all our efforts to keep Daxin peaceful?As Fu Guo, this is not a thing.

"What do you think of Lan'er?" Jiang Qingluan asked back.

Chang Lan shook her head: "I don't know now."

If you don't know now, you will know later, and Jiang Qingluan is not in a hurry to ask.But if it's really like what Chang Lan said, the Son of Heaven has such a mind and there is no way to solve it, so she naturally has a plan in mind.

"By the way, Lan'er, would you like to expand the garden after looking at it?" Jiang Qingluan didn't mention it anymore. She and Chang Lan had a fixed name, but life must pass.

"Expand it." Chang Lan put her fan against her chin: "Let's add a few more pine."

"Put some strange stones under the Panasonic." Jiang Qingluan also learned to match.

"That's the best." Chang Lan had a smile on her face. If she put aside her own ambitions, she would still have the same attitude as Jiang Qingluan being so simple.Just be careful to the world, and don't want to lose sight of everyone.

A Li stood by, she looked at the two of them talking and laughing hand in hand, but felt emotional in her heart, the bumpy journey from west to west, they never really let go, she just wanted to guard the two of them like this, like one Witness, like the grass in the forest, can witness the small forest into a dense forest, just like the stone in the mountains and rivers, can watch the mountains and rivers experience countless springs and autumns.

"Sister Ah Li."

A Li turned his head from his thoughts, but saw a servant with a familiar face calling him, but he couldn't remember where he was serving him.

"Who? What is it?"

"The young one belongs to the General's Mansion. I don't dare to disturb Your Majesty. I want Sister A Li to send me a message."

A Li looked at the little servant in front of him again, the clothes were indeed not the style in Fu Palace, the color was lighter, and she had just returned from Xin Kingdom not long ago, and the rules of Fu Kingdom were too good to remember, but the servant said She is from the General's Mansion, and she vaguely remembers meeting Ba Le a few days ago.

"Is there something wrong with the general?" A Li asked.

"Yeah." The little servant nodded, and quickly explained: "It's not a state matter, the general just wants to ask His Highness..."

"Ok?"

The little servant cheered up, but he looked like Ba Le, even his voice was a little rough: "The two idiots Baza have taken a fancy to someone else's girl, and I want to ask His Highness to give me a marriage!"

It was also the first time Ah Li saw such a message, and he almost didn't laugh out loud.

"What kind of marriage?" Jiang Qingluan had already noticed the movement here.

Now that the servant came, Baler naturally looked up to the Lord and was very well-behaved. He walked up to Jiang Qingluan and Chang Lan, saluted His Highness and Princess respectfully, and waited to ask questions.

"What did Bale ask you to say, do it again like you did just now." Jiang Qingluan also felt that the servant's actions just now were funny.

"Hey, I'm helping General Baler with the words." So the little servant learned it again: "The two idiots in Baza have taken a fancy to someone else's girl, and want to ask His Highness to marry you!"

"I bother!"

Jiang Qingluan's market spirit that he had cultivated in Tianping City reappeared at some point: "He wants to get married before I get married. Go back and tell Ba Le that there is no way! Let him wait, the lonely marriage is not resolved, you guys No one wants to get married!"

"Your Highness." Chang Lan was already teased by Jiang Qingluan.

"What's the matter, Lan'er?"

"Forget it, let's not just sit around and wait for this marriage. If His Highness is free, come back to the balance with me."