A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Concubine Xu was deposed, and even her name was removed from the royal family tree. On the day she was buried, only a few low-level officials from the Ministry of Rites were in charge of her funeral.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the emperor did not show any disgust towards King Huai, perhaps she would not even have the qualifications to be buried in the mausoleum of the imperial concubine.

King Huai understood that, rationally, he should not go to his mother's concubine's funeral.

But on the eve of his mother's burial, he remembered again and again that when he was confined in the hidden residence, the mother-in-law disliked him for eating too much and was stupid, while giving him the food in the bowl.

Early the next morning, he changed into plain sackcloth, took off the golden crown, and replaced it with burlap. Princess Huai saw all this in her eyes and did not stop her.

Jiuzhu stood upstairs in the palace and saw King Huai holding Concubine Xu's coffin and walked out of the back door of the palace.

The master told her that after arriving in the capital, if there are some things that you can't understand, it depends on who will benefit from the final result.

She thought that Concubine Xu was ruthless and cruel to King Huai, but after her death, everyone accused her and sympathized with the poor King Huai. No one made a fuss about King Huai's life experience, nor did they impose the crimes committed by Concubine Xu on King Huai.

Her wickedness proved the innocence of King Huai.

Jiuzhu looked at King Huai in the funeral procession again. At this moment, she really hoped that Concubine Xu showed kindness and love to King Huai before she died.

What the truth is, perhaps only Concubine Xu herself understands.

She is just a spectator.

"Little pig." King Chen walked up the steps and walked to Jiuzhu's side: "Are you watching Xu's funeral procession?"

Jiuzhu nodded: "Big brother is helping his mother's coffin."

King Chen didn't speak, he reached out and pinched the bun on Jiuzhu's head.

"His Royal Highness, you pinched my hair again." Jiu Zhu looked at him suspiciously: "The ceremony of consecrating the crown prince is imminent, Your Highness, aren't you... nervous?"

"Just kidding, why am I nervous." King Chen denied flatly, "Your Highness grew up in the capital, and you haven't seen anything before, so why would you be nervous because of the canonization ceremony?"

"Okay." Jiuzhu reached out and took off the hairpin on the bun, and put her head on King Chen's chest: "You can pinch it, whatever you want."

"I'm luckier than my father." King Chen pressed her into his arms: "I met you when I was young."

"Your Highness is wrong." Jiuzhu stretched out her white and tender fingers and shook it in front of King Chen, objecting to his statement: "Fortunately, I am."

King Chen let out a low laugh, he was young and frivolous, he did everything according to his preferences, and never reckoned with the consequences.

But now he wants to be the best person in Jiu Zhu's heart.

Because he didn't want this girl who was full of expectations and rushed towards him, that His Highness, who felt that her heart would shine, became mottled, and he didn't want to destroy the beauty in her heart.

Some people always say that love is to tear the most unbearable self to see each other.

He didn't understand that after tearing it apart, he was happy and excited, but was the person full of expectations lost or sad?

Why can't love be about trying to be the best in the other person's heart?

His little pig was so stupid and innocent, his eyes were full of light.

How beast must he be, to be willing to dim the light in her eyes?

Under the shadow of the trees in the palace building, Wei Jieyu looked up at Yun Duqing and Ming Jiuzhu who were snuggling together, and stopped.

"I heard that Xu's family was defeated by the Queen and Princess Chen?" Wei Jieyu turned to look at Princess Jing, who had low eyebrows and pleasing eyes: "You can go back to your mother's house in the next few days and tell your family about it. "

Concubine Jing was silent for a moment: "Mother concubine, the past of the uncle and the Xu family is just an impulse when they were young, and they have not communicated in these years."

"When did I say they are still in contact?" Wei Jieyu put her hand on her daughter-in-law's wrist: "You are boring, and you tend to think too much. As a prince and concubine, this is not good."

"Mother's lesson is true." Princess Jing lowered her head even lower.

Wei Jieyu was very satisfied with her obedience and obedience: "Among the five princes, only you and Princess Huai are virtuous and virtuous, and the other princes and concubines are not good-looking."

Princess An was frivolous, and the fourth prince and concubine flew alone in the face of disaster. Princess Chen looked too naive. She would regret it sooner or later as a princess with such a "personality".

"Ashamed daughter-in-law."

"Don't be ashamed." Wei Jieyu's serious face had a faint smile: "Bengong is very satisfied with you."

"The weather is fine today, so you can go back to your parents' house in the afternoon to have a look."

"Yes."

Princess Jing returned to her mother's house and stayed at her mother's house for nearly an hour before waiting for Du Qingke to return.

He was wearing plain clothes with a silver hairpin and a crown, and when he saw her, he only asked a few words, and sat next to him without speaking.

"Master, your robe is stained, take it off and change it." Mrs. Du saw the stains on the hem of his clothes and said, "I'll ask the servants to change you into bright clothes..."

"No." Du Qingke raised his eyelids and said lightly, "I don't like bright clothes in recent days."

"Okay." Mrs. Du smiled awkwardly, not mentioning the matter of changing clothes.

The second master of the Du family and the second wife sat next to their daughter Jing Wang, pretending not to have seen this scene, and asked about her daughter's life in the palace to ease the embarrassment in the atmosphere.

"Father and mother, please rest assured, my daughter is fine in the palace." Princess Jing took a sip of tea: "I just didn't expect that the five younger siblings seemed innocent and pure, but they were ruthless when they tried to eradicate their opponents."

"Where did you start?" Father Du frowned, "Then stay away from her."

"Concubine Xu passed away, and everything was kept simple at the funeral. Not only was there no title, but even the name was removed from the royal family tree." Princess Jing sighed: "From the outsiders' point of view, it may be because Concubine Xu did something that offended His Majesty. Above, he was "forced" to death by Ming Jiuzhu and Empress Su."

Du Qingke looked up at Princess Jing.

Realizing that the uncle noticed what she said, Princess Jing struck while the iron was hot: "I don't know what means Empress Su and Ming Jiuzhu used to lure Concubine Xu into the plot, they took the opportunity to 'force' Concubine Xu to admit all the guilt, and in the end they had no choice but to commit suicide. "

"Empress Su... and such means?" Du Qingke "touched" the mutton fat jade partner around his waist, laughed inexplicably, and said, "It's not early, and as a princess, my niece, I'm afraid she can't be here. Staying outside the palace?"

"I didn't expect the sky to be so late." Princess Jing stood up: "Thank you uncle for reminding me that it's time for me to go back to the palace."

"Please." Du Qingke put Princess Jing on the carriage, turned around and took off the silver hairpin, and threw it under the roots of the tree with a blank expression.

"Master." Mrs. Du bent down and picked up the silver hairpin: "You have worked hard all day, go home and rest."

Du Qingke looked at her palm, frowned, didn't say anything, turned back to the yard.

"The fifth prince and concubine have such strategies, her master must have an extraordinary origin."

He summoned his advisors: "Go and find out the origins of the two masters of the Fifth Prince and Concubine."

As long as a person has appeared in the world, there will be traces of it, unless it falls from the sky.

"Your Highness, you should get up and change your clothes."

Before dawn, King Chen was woken up by the palace servants. He saw Jiuzhu, who was sleeping soundly on the quilt, and reached out to hold her nose.

"Your Highness." Jiu Zhu sat up and looked out the window: "It's still dark, let me sleep." After speaking, she fell onto the bed with the quilt in her arms.

"Hey!" King Chen reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist: "Today is the ceremony for the canonization of the crown prince, you want to accompany me."

"You lied to me." Jiuzhu tried her best to open her sleepy eyes: "I have seen the process of the canonization ceremony arranged by the Ministry of Rites. The canonization of the prince does not require the presence of the princess."

"That's the previous prince, I'm different." King Chen bent over and kissed her on the cheek: "Being a prince is a great responsibility and a great meaning. Without you by my side, I would always feel that there was something missing in my heart. what."

I become a better me for you.

So I also hope to have you by my side in important moments.

"Okay." Jiuzhu threw the quilt aside, jumped out of bed, and grabbed King Chen's hand: "I'll accompany you."

Yang Yiduo, who was waiting beside him, wanted to say that this was not in line with the rules.

But looking at His Highness and the concubine, who were bending over to wear shoes together, head to head, he swallowed the words.

The dragon and phoenix chariots that greeted the prince were just outside the Qilin Palace. Under the somewhat surprised eyes of the ceremonial official, King Chen led Jiuzhu into the chariot together.

Facing the different emotions of the officials of the ceremony, King Chen was very righteous.

There are dragons and phoenixes on it. What's the problem with the prince and the princess sitting together?

The ceremonial officials were only surprised for a moment, and then accepted King Chen's behavior.

When they received their relatives, His Royal Highness King Chen had already surprised them, but now they are only taking the future crown princess on a dragon and phoenix carriage, what is it?

The bottom line is something to lower and break.

The dragon and phoenix chariot stopped at the Zhengyang Hall, where King Chen wanted to change out of the prince's clothes and put on the dragon-patterned prince's robe.

"Little pig." The prince's robe put on his body, he waved away his ceremonial official who was wearing a four-clawed dragon-patterned jade pendant, and stretched out his hand to Jiuzhu: "Come and tie it for me, okay?"

"Okay." Jiuzhu walked up to him, ready to learn the manner of a ritual official, half squatted down to tie a jade pendant for him, but he stretched out his hand to support his arm.

"Don't squat, just tie it like this." He bent down so that Jiuzhu, who was a head shorter, was as tall as him: "You and I are husband and wife."

"Come on." He took the opportunity to squeeze Jiuzhu's face: "The golden crown on my head is sinking, I am very tired from bending over."

Jiuzhu laughed softly and solemnly tied the jade pendant for him.

The two looked at each other, King Chen stood straight, turned around, took out a nine-tailed flying phoenix hairpin from the box, and "inserted" it on Jiuzhu's hair bun with his own hands.

"Shen or not?" he asked.

"Shen." Jiuzhu nodded, and the phoenix wings fluttered gently.

"Shen is right." King Chen held her hand and whispered in her ear: "The crown of the crown princess is heavier than this, and for the sake of your brain, I deliberately replaced the phoenix crown with a nine-tailed phoenix hairpin. "

Jiu Zhu smiled and narrowed her eyes. She stood on tiptoe and reached out to help King Chen to support the golden crown: "Your Highness, today is also very beautiful."

"Walk."

"Where?"

"Go to the main hall of Zhengyang Palace."

The ceremonial officer opened the door for the two of them and watched them walk towards the main hall hand in hand.

"My lord, this is against the rules, do you want to..."

"Shh." Another ceremonial official whispered: "The prince even brought the nine-tailed phoenix hairpin that can only be worn by the crown prince, which shows that His Majesty and the Empress also know about this."

Neither His Majesty nor the Queen have an opinion, they can have an opinion.

They are from the Ministry of Rites, and the concubine is the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites. They are determined not to embarrass their own people, not to mention the emperor, queen, and crown prince are happy.

The main gate of Zhengyang Hall opened, and the civil and military officials were neatly arranged on both sides, and the emperor sat high on the top.

The imperial edict that crowned the prince was recited by an old prince of the royal family and Ming Jinghai, the minister of officials.

"Respectfully invite His Royal Highness, the Crown Princess to enter the palace."

All the civil and military officials turned sideways and bowed to the door.

Yun Duqing, who was wearing a four-clawed dragon-patterned crown prince's robe, and Ming Jiuzhu, who was wearing a crown prince's phoenix robe, entered the hall hand in hand.

It wasn't that there was a problem with their ears just now. It turned out that the crown prince really brought the crown princess with him at the canonization ceremony.

This is the first case of Dacheng Dynasty!