Huang Xi lives from me

Changxin Palace

There are many portraits on the red sandalwood case, all of which are young women, some are beautiful and dignified, some are bright and charming, some are noble and elegant, and some are Xiaojiabiyu.

There are all kinds of beauties.

"Your Highness..." Shen Yue, who has always seldom spoke, said, "Do you really want to choose for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

I'm afraid the prince will be unhappy!

"What the East Palace lacks most now is a little emperor's grandson." Su Qian knew that Shen Yue belonged to the prince, so she didn't shy away from it, and said what she had to say directly, and she was not afraid of Shen Yue passing the news to the prince.

Looking at the thin Donggong Tongshi, Su Qian frowned.

It seems... the prince doesn't like the current harem, so let's choose some beauties for him to enter the East Palace.Anyway, as long as the crown prince has an heir, the position of the East Palace will be firm.

Then you can give birth to a little grandson for His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness must be very happy.

Shen Yuexin said, but didn't dare to say these words out.

"By the way," Su Qian seemed to remember suddenly, and asked, "How is the Zhaochun Hall?"

Su Qian knew that Wei Qingling brought the portrait of Yufu Hehe into the East Palace, and also knew Jingsheng's reaction after seeing the portrait.

"I heard that Yu Jiulu Liang Di was ill today, so He Shangyi stopped class."

"sick?"

"The imperial doctor said that it's because the climate is not acclimatized, and the mind is depressed."

"Oh? Heart sick!"

It seems... I have discovered the clues, and I don't even have the mind to study the class.

This disease needs to be cured!

Now that she has entered the East Palace, if there is still lingering affection, I'm afraid it will become a disaster in the end!

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On the twentieth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Bailu coincides with Hansheng Luning.

The residual summer heat in early autumn has dissipated, and the weather has begun to turn cooler, especially in the morning.

There is mist in the mountains and forests, and the sound of wheels turning.

An unremarkable green-topped carriage was driving leisurely on the morning path.

Jing Sheng raised the curtain of the car, looked at the unfamiliar forest outside, and turned to the person in the car who was reading a book, "Where... are you taking me?"

Su Qian put down the scroll in her hand, looked at Jing Sheng by the car window, and smiled slightly, "Afraid that I will sell you?"

Jing Sheng didn't speak, as if she was considering the truth in Su Qian's words.

Su smiled and shook his head, "I brought you out this time to visit an old friend."

"Old man?"

"Well, an old friend." Su Qian looked out of the window with the curtain raised, with a complicated expression in her eyes, "an old friend you will want to see."

At the end of the road is a temple deep in the forest.

Different from those incenses in the bustling city, this temple is quietly located in the mountains, isolated from the world and independent, it feels a bit like the light and the dust.

When Jing Sheng got out of the carriage, she heard Su Qian order the groom to find a secret place to park the carriage, as if she didn't want anyone to see her.

Jing Sheng was even more puzzled, but Su Qian didn't explain and just led Jing Sheng into the mountain gate.

Wu Lanluo originally wanted to follow Jing Sheng, but was also taken away by Mu Yue.

The two of them went to the Daxiong Hall first, and then paid homage to the Buddha.Su Qian said something to the presiding abbot, and a little novice took them to another Buddhist temple.

This Buddhist hall is dedicated to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Jing Sheng saw many large and small tablets standing under the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The most eye-catching spiritual tablet is enshrined in the middle of these tablets. The golden nanmu tablet is written in gold lacquer. Jing Sheng saw a familiar name.

"Yufuhehe?" Jing Sheng looked at the spirit tablet and muttered the name.

"It's the custom in Jiuli that a woman who dies early without getting married can't afford a grave without erecting a monument." Su Qian explained, "Five years ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally enshrined her tablet here, in order to pray for the blessing of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." , help her find a good family in the next life."

"Then what do you mean by bringing me here?" Jing Sheng seemed to have noticed something, and said hastily, "I don't know her! I want to go back!"

"What are you afraid of?" Su Qian looked straight into Jing Sheng's eyes, as if wanting to look into her heart.

Jing Sheng involuntarily looked away, not looking into Su Qian's eyes.

"Are you afraid of knowing something?" Su Qian asked softly. "Perhaps you already have a feeling in your heart?"

Jing Sheng didn't speak.

"Do you know why the crown prince wanted you by name at the first sight, but the fifth prince can give up on you so easily, and even give you to the crown prince?"

"Because... I am the princess of Beidi..."

"You are not the only princess in Beidi. Why does the prince take the risk of being criticized by his brother and sister-in-law?! And the fifth prince sent you to the prince's bed in person?"

Su Qian's words hit a certain place in her heart, and Jing Sheng's mind was full of that portrait of Yu Fuhe, which was so similar to herself.

"Yufuhehe is the prince's cousin, and also the fifth prince's cousin. I heard it when I was in my boudoir. She and the fifth prince are real childhood sweethearts. I heard from the emperor that the fifth prince has been talking about it since he was a child. , I will marry my cousin when I grow up."

Jing Sheng's face was a little pale, she thought of the doubts in her heart these days.Thinking of the way Junshi used to look at his face in a daze in the past.

"Yes! You look like her!"

Su Qian said softly, but it was like a knife piercing Jing Sheng's heart. Those doubts seemed to be torn open, revealing the ugly truth inside.

"What is the princess trying to say?"

"Five years ago, the Fifth Prince shouldn't have been sent to Beidi as a hostage," Su Qian began to tell those little-known royal secrets, "Father Emperor once said that "Yu Fu's talent and virtue are insufficient, and he can't do anything for him." "Lord of the East Palace", thus completely cut off Yu Fushi's hope of becoming the master of the East Palace. Later, the fifth prince saw Yu Fushi's death with his own eyes, and he felt that the father was responsible for Yu Fushi's death. The fifth prince was sent to Beidi as a hostage because he contradicted his father in court."

"He was sent to Beidi because of... Yufuhehe..." Jing Sheng heard her voice trembling.

That Jun Shi who was always calm and self-restraining, never changing his face when Mount Tai collapsed, that Jun Shi who she had never seen him get out of control... For a woman, he disobeyed his father, his king in court? !

"The fifth prince spoke nonsense in the court, and offended his superiors. His father was furious and almost cut him off. Fortunately, several adults saved him, so he was sent to Beidi." Su Qian broke Jing Sheng's extravagant hope with every word. .

You see, he can do this to another woman, a dead woman, but how can he do it to you?

"You almost became his wife, but he just gave up on you. Because what he likes is not you, but your face, which is somewhat similar to Yufuhehe!"

"No..." Jing Sheng's face had lost any color, but she still refused to believe it, "It's not what you said!"

She had been in love with him for five years, but someone told her today that all these feelings were fake?Was it a joke from beginning to end?

He doesn't love her!

He just regarded her as the shadow of another person? !

"Don't you believe it?" Su Qian asked.

Jing Sheng shook her head, endured the flushed eyes, and said stubbornly: "I don't believe what you said!"

"If you don't believe what I say, do you want to listen to what the Fifth Prince said?"

"?"

"Today is Yufu's birthday, and the fifth prince will come here to worship." Su Qian raised her eyes, looking straight into Jingsheng's eyes. "Would you like to listen to what your sweetheart will say to Yufuhehe's spirit seat?"