Time is slow

   Chapter 554 Princess Zhenzhen's Wish

   "Is Jiumei's face ready?" Eighth Princess asked with a smile.

  Princess Zhenzhen pulled the corner of her mouth: "Thank you eighth sister for your concern, it's much better."

   "That's good, your face is the most important thing for your daughter's family, and we are no exception as princesses. Jiumei has to take good care of her face, so it's best to stay out of the palace less in the future."

   "I don't need to worry about the eighth sister. The royal father is still waiting in the study. The eighth sister go in quickly."

  Eighth Princess smiled lightly: "Then I'll go in."

  Princess Zhenzhen stopped on the steps, glanced back at the back of the eighth princess disappearing at the door, and hurried back to the bedroom.

   "You're back so soon?" Jiang Shiran, who was waiting in the room, couldn't help being a little surprised when she saw Princess Zhenzhen coming back.

   "Ran Ran, wait a moment." Princess Zhenzhen lifted her foot and went to the study.

   Jiang Shiran ran after him curiously.

   Princess Zhenzhen put down the pen, dried the ink, folded it and stuffed it into an envelope and handed it to Jiang Shiran: "Ranran, after you leave the palace, help me give this letter to Miss Li San."

   Jiang Shiran was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, "You still write to Li San?"

   "It's not convenient for me to go out of the palace frequently, but I have something urgent to contact her, so I'll ask you." Princess Zhenzhen said earnestly.

   Jiang Shiran stared suspiciously at the letter in his hand and asked, "When did you and Li San get to know each other so well?"

   Princess Zhenzhen smiled: "I'm not familiar with it, but there is indeed something important."

   "Could it be that your face is uncomfortable? Is there something wrong with the ointment?" Jiang Shiran asked.

   Princess Zhenzhen held Jiang Shiran's hand: "Ranran, don't ask, please give this letter to Miss Li San today, the sooner the better."

   Seeing that her friend was reluctant to say more, but it was still related to the person she hated the most, Jiang Shiran was very unhappy, holding the letterhead and said nothing.

  Princess Zhenzhen coaxed: "Ran Ran, when you come back, I'll give you a colorful bat ring, okay? You said that you liked the colorful bat ring hanging on my bed."

   Jiang Shiran finally nodded: "That's fine, but you can't befriend Li San behind my back, then I'll die."

   "Don't worry, you won't." Seeing Jiang Shiran agree, Princess Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

   When Jiang Shiran was sent away, Princess Zhenzhen leaned on the screen and began to be in a daze.

   "Your Highness, the screen is cool—" the maid who was close to the palace advised.

   Princess Zhenzhen returned to her senses and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

  The palace maid jumped in horror: "Your Highness, you're crying—"

  Princess Zhenzhen went straight to the side of the bed and sat down, hugged the ink pillow and leaned against it without saying a word.

   Gong Mai went around behind Princess Zhenzhen and gently kneaded her shoulders for her.

   "My father asked me to go just now, because I wanted to choose someone from this palace and the eighth princess to marry the champion."

   Gong Mai's eyes lit up: "Congratulations, Your Highness!"

  As a maid of honor, once when Her Royal Highness was emotionally depressed, she revealed the secret of her love for the champion, and she became the listener. Since then, the princess has become a little closer to her, and she has become the only one who knows the princess' secret.

   Princess Zhenzhen raised her hand to caress her face, and laughed at herself: "I saw Ben Gong like this, so I sent Ben Gong back."

   "Your Highness, didn't Miss Lisan say that your face will get better after applying it for a few days, why don't you—"

  Princess Zhenzhen looked at the palace maid lightly, and asked calmly, "Why didn't you tell the father and emperor?"

   Gong Mai's eyes flashed slightly, and she acquiesced to Princess Zhenzhen's words.

  Princess Zhenzhen looked out the window while holding the throw pillow.

   It snowed last night, and the window was covered in silver, and even our hearts seemed to be cleansed by the snow.

   "Because I don't want to." Princess Zhenzhen whispered.

  If Jiang Shiran hadn't brought the news that the Marquis of Jing'an had proposed marriage to the Li family, even if she was afraid of the high-ranking father, she would try her best to fight for it.

   But just today, before the royal father passed her down to the imperial study for an interview, she learned the news.

   Maybe it was God's will that she knew just right.

  Xingzi Hutong's unrecognizable back and Jing'an Hou's unexpected marriage proposal only showed one problem: Champion Hou and Miss Li San already had affection.

   Aside from Miss Li San's desire to treat her face, she didn't want a man with other women in his heart.

   She has seen the ruthlessness of the father and the emperor to the mother and concubine, and only hopes that her future concubine will only hold her in her heart. If not, no matter how good or exciting that man is, it has nothing to do with her.

   Those good ones belong to others.

   "The eight princesses—" Gong maid did not understand what Princess Zhenzhen did at all.

   Her Royal Highness Princess didn't want to fight for it, didn't she let the Eighth Princess take advantage of it?

   "She won't get her wish." Princess Zhenzhen sneered.

  Compared to the eighth princess, she certainly hoped that the champion Hou and Miss Li San could be together.

  Who wouldn't like to see a lover get married? She gave up, why should the eighth princess intervene?

   "Go and bring a bird's nest porridge to Ben Gong to eat, Ben Gong is hungry."

   "Yes." Seeing that Her Royal Highness wanted to eat, the maid quietly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to go out.

   Princess Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, staring at the blood jade bracelet on her slender wrist, and a drop of tears fell.

   She fell in love with a man for the first time, and died like this, just like the snow outside the window, when it melted, it dissipated cleanly, and no one knew about it.

   Jiang Shiran went straight to Xingzi Hutong after leaving the palace.

   After listening to the doorman's report, Qiao Zhao invited Jiang Shiran in.

   "Here, the letter from the nine princesses." Jiang Shiran threw the letter to Qiao Zhao with a dark face.

  On the letterhead was written the words "Miss Li San personally wrote" in small and graceful characters, but the handwriting was a bit messy, apparently written in a hurry.

  Qiao Zhao was slightly surprised, and thanked Jiang Shiran calmly.

   Jiang Shiran pouted and pouted: "You can just get it, don't turn around and tell Zhenzhen that I didn't give it to you."

   Although she was curious about what Princess Zhenzhen said in the letter, she knew that she couldn't ask Qiao Zhao, so she said goodbye and left if she didn't want to stay any longer.

  Qiao Zhao opened the letter and looked at it, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly sent Azhu to deliver the letter to Shao Mingyuan.

   Shao Mingyuan didn't go next door to the Li Mansion, he was leaning on the begonia tree in the backyard to induce vomiting.

   "General, rinse your mouth." The guard handed over the kettle and handkerchief, his eyes full of distress.

   Their generals were already half-drunk in Chunfenglou, and just now they fought so hard to get the future Lord Taishan, which is really pitiful.

   Marrying a daughter-in-law is not easy!

  Shao Mingyuan took the kettle and rinsed his mouth, only to feel a little better in his burning stomach. He straightened up and wiped the corners of his mouth as he walked out, saying, "Prepare a horse."

   He just walked to the door when a guard came to report: "Miss Azhu is here."

  Azhu walked in behind the guards. As soon as she saw Shao Mingyuan's face, she quickly handed the letter to him: "General Shao, our girl asked my maid to give this to you."

   The strong smell of alcohol hit, Ah Zhu glanced at the man's pale complexion, and hurriedly lowered her head.

   Seeing the familiar words, Shao Mingyuan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, turned his back and opened the letter to look.

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