Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

Zhu Fu.

"Mother...what to do, what to do, Yan Qing doesn't like me, mother...what should I do?" Zhu Xing cried while leaning on Princess Changhua's lap.

Princess Changhua was lying on the imperial concubine chair, wearing an indigo skirt, her slender red phoenix eyes touched slightly, and her red lips were lightly pursed like cinnabar. The years did not leave a trace on her face, but added a bit of elegance

The charm of Hua Peerless.

Gently stroking Zhu Xing's hair, said softly: "Xing'er... whoever makes men like those weak and harmless women, including your father..."

Zhu Ting raised his head in surprise, but saw the deep hatred hidden in his mother's eyes.

Princess Changhua held her daughter in her arms pitifully, feeling sorry for her daughter who was as stupid as she was, always giving her affection by mistake.

But she hated Zhu Yang's heart that couldn't be warmed up, but she never regretted it.

But she doesn't want...Xing'er will step into her footsteps, just like her forced marriage contract, which is ridiculous and sad.

She has been extremely talented since she was a child, and she never forgets her four books and five passages. She is good at martial arts, riding and shooting.

.

She is as proud as she doesn't understand what is wrong with women. Those imperial brothers and imperial brothers can't compare to her in endorsement, riding and shooting, and quarrels are even worse. I still remember that the fourth imperial brother was angry at her before, but now he sees her.

far away.

She used to think that those lofty immortals were nothing more than that, if she entered the fairy gate, she would definitely be an amazing genius.

but...

She finally knew why the first emperor held her in the highest position, and why she was the princess of the country of Ji...

The favor given to her by the first emperor was like candy with poison hidden in it, and it was extraordinarily cruel at the moment of shattering, and she also lowered her noble head and accepted her fate.

She hid her resentment deep in her heart until the late emperor passed away. She held a sword overnight and killed all the opponents, supported her compatriots, the emperor's elder brother, and killed the prince who was most valued by the late emperor.

After the change of dynasty, the officials of the imperial court did not dare to oppose the imperial brother's superiority, but pointed the finger at her, and wrote letters to condemn the misbehaving princess, citing scriptures and classics fiercely, I don't know

Taoist thought it was his father-killer and enemy.

This group of Confucian scholars who read bad brains is ridiculous, and what is even more ridiculous is that she fell in love with Zhu Yang, a talented and somewhat dull Confucian scholar.

However, Zhu Yang has been thinking about his dead wife in his heart, and he keeps a respectful distance from her, a spoiled princess who has a bad reputation. This is still the case...

Princess Changhua clenched her fists, and her nails sank into the flesh.

Seeing his mother's uneasy expression, Zhu Ting asked nervously: "Could it be that father has done something to offend mother, but father has always been a womanizer, except staying in the yamen, which is Zhu's residence, and he rarely even socializes?"

go. "

"It's not..." Princess Changhua denied, which was actually more pathetic.

When Zhu Yan was seven years old, she quarreled with Zhu Yang again, just because she entered the study without his consent. She didn't understand why he would be furious when they were married.

I made soup and sent it to the study, apologizing to that nerd.

When pushing open the door.

Zhu Yang looked at a picture scroll, and the nostalgia and deep love in her eyes were something she could never dream of in her whole life.

The woman in the painting is weak and delicate, and there is a line of words beside it - my beloved wife, Yu'er.

If Zhu Yang cheated, she could still scold him and beat him, but what Zhu Yang has always loved has never changed. The weak woman who died young is his beloved wife. How can she compare to someone who forcibly intervenes?

get on.

She was completely desperate, and wanted to tear up that portrait like crazy, but Zhu Yang, who had always been patient, gave her a slap, and completely extinguished the last hope in her heart.

From then on, she completely tore away the false relationship between husband and wife, and wrote a divorce letter to Zhu Yang in private.

It was her delusion that she shouldn't have forced her. After that, Zhu Yang's three wives and four concubines have nothing to do with her, but she will stay in Zhu's mansion to take care of her for Xin'er.

I thought Zhu Yang would respond, but the letter disappeared like a stone sinking into the ocean. Zhu Yang never remarried, and she didn't leave either. The only bond that held them together was Xing'er.

Xin'er was spoiled by her, her temper was as proud and unyielding as she was when she was young, but she fell in love with a man at first sight again, like fate repeating itself.

Princess Changhua didn't want her tragedy to happen to Ting'er, but she knew that Ting'er would not let go until her head was broken and bleeding. Just like her, she was so proud that she never regretted it, even if she made a mistake.

"Xing'er, put your father's matter aside for now. Our grievances are old things, and it's useless to talk about them again, but mother wants to hear you talk about Yan Qing's matter."

"Yan Qing...Yan Qing is the man that Yin'er met when he went out today, just as beautiful as his mother's father, and Yan'er also fell in love with him at first sight."

A blush appeared on Zhu Yan's face, and he said angrily: "But Yan Qing has been refusing to talk to me, and even misunderstood me..."

Princess Changhua shook her head helplessly, the so-called beauty was just an illusion she maintained, she didn't want to see Ting'er sad, and pinched Ting'er's face affectionately, the angry Zhu Ting was more like a swollen river

dolphin.

"Xing'er, did you run out to play around again?"

Zhu Xing said coyly: "But those civilians are willing to play with me, and Xing'er also gives money. Who wants this small county town? It's too boring."

"Then your sweetheart has seen it, I believe it's not that simple." How could Princess Changhua not understand Zhu Xing, they both had the same blood.

Zhu Ting flashed a guilty conscience: "There was an accident, two civilians smashed Ting'er's sedan chair when they were fighting, and I just made them lose money...I'm not sure whether Yan Qing saw that scene, but just

So what if you see it, isn't it justified to lose money? ! "

Princess Changhua saw Zhu Xing's sternness, and sighed: "But outsiders don't know the truth, they only think that Xing'er is too much, bullying common people, it's all because I spoil you too much."

Zhu Bing held his breath, he had never been scolded by his mother before.

In her heart, she felt that all of this was nothing, it was just a few civilians who did not die, and the jewelry and jewelry she discarded at random were enough for those civilians to live comfortably for a lifetime.

If they didn't surround her, it was obviously voluntary, so why was she the one who condemned them? !

"Xin'er."

Zhu Ting responded aggrievedly, "Mmm..."

Princess Changhua raised her brows, her phoenix eyes of appropriate shade revealed a trace of indifference: "If Xing'er is not greedy and directly binds your sweetheart to the Zhu Mansion, then his people will be yours.

Who is he thinking about, or...there is a dead person living in his heart...why worry about it? "

Zhu Ting tugged at the hem of the skirt, thinking of Yan Qing showing disgusted eyes to her, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, and shook his head desperately: "But I don't want to annoy him, I want him to dote on and love Ting'er, and I don't want to

Has been hated by him. "

Princess Changhua held up a strand of Zhu Xin's beautiful hair, her black eyes were cold under the candlelight, and she smiled slightly: "Xing'er, don't regret it."

Zhu Xing hesitated for a few seconds, his clear eyes were as firm and stubborn as ever, and he said with a smile, "How could you regret it?"

It's...exactly the same...Princess Changhua seemed to see her ignorant appearance when she was young.

Princess Changhua got up to write, the faint fragrance of ink spread on the paper, and handed the invitation to the servants.

Sipping a cup of tea, he said, "Be sure to bring this person to the Zhu residence."

Zhu Ting was puzzled: "Mother, what do you want to do?"

Princess Changhua looked at her silly daughter dotingly, curled her lips and said, "Xing'er has to learn how to seduce men~"

Zhu Ting blushed instantly, and said coquettishly, "Mother, what are you talking about?!"

……

The moonlight is beautiful and the lake is quiet.

The caravan's carriage stopped aside, and Yan Qing was pushed aside, leaning against the small fire alone, took a small iron pot to boil some water, and ate with dry food.

Discussions sounded not far away, as if they were deliberately heard by her, shouting at the top of their voices.

"It's that little boy who caused me to be beaten by that stinky bitch. I don't know how that little boy doesn't have a lot of meat on his body. How can he satisfy that stinky bitch? He won't wilt after moving a bit."

Immediately there was continuous laughter.

"That kind of young lady only cares about her face. After those girls try it, they will know the benefits of us tough guys. Not to mention that the golden gun can't fall overnight, and the next day can get up again."

Come and continue to work, those sluts in the kiln all say that they are dead. "

"Blow, keep blowing, wait until the next time you go to the kiln, and see if the few ounces of meat under your crotch will be worn out..."

Yan Qing frowned slightly, chewing numbly.

Looking at the rippling moonlit lake, the tree shadows draped over his shoulders, his thoughts blended into the quiet night.

But even this little bit of purity has to be disturbed.

"Young Master Yan, please come to the Zhu Mansion for a banquet tomorrow morning."

Yan Qing glanced at it and ignored it, but the housekeeper from Zhu's residence did not leave and sent a team of guards to guard Yan Qing's side.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I'm just following the master's order, and I must let you attend tomorrow's banquet." The butler smiled, but there was no trace of apology in his eyes.

Yan Qing extinguished the flames, stood up and said, "No need, Zhu Xing wants to see me, let's go now."

The butler looked at the arrogant young man with a good temperament, his cold eyes were spotless, and his arrogance could not be concealed even in a linen suit. Compared with him, all the rich and powerful children in the capital fell into vulgarity, no wonder the high-sighted man

Yu Tian's Miss Zhu will immediately fall in love with her.

With a little more respect, the steward lowered his head slightly and said, "Then invite Mr. Yan to go to the Zhu Mansion together, and wait at the door for a while, waiting for the servants to report to the Lord."

"Well, it's work."