First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 687 Mother Zegang (plus more)

  Falling down from such a high place will make you immortal and disabled.

  There were secret guards beside the prince, and of course it was impossible to hurt the prince. The hidden guards flew over and caught the prince, and launched an instinctive attack on all those who threatened the prince.

  He slapped his wife.

  The prince changed color suddenly: "Stop!"

   But it was too late, the palm wind had already been hit, the lady was hit by the dark guard's palm wind, she first hit the stone table and then fell heavily to the ground, even the corners of her mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

   "Master!"

  Not far away came an exclamation of the little palace lady.

   But it turned out that the little palace lady couldn’t find the lady in the dormitory. She was worried that she would cause trouble, so she hurried out to find her.

  She also notified several eunuchs who were patrolling nearby, so a total of five people came over.

  The five people didn't see how the prince fell, but saw that the former prince was hit by the guard beside the prince and vomited blood.

  Everyone was stunned, what is the prince doing? Why did the dark guard hurt the former maid? He also dismissed all the palace members around him. Is this trying to secretly deal with the former maid?

  If they hadn’t found it, would the former prince have been brutally murdered by the prince?

  They thought about the attack on the mausoleum in the imperial mausoleum, shouldn’t they—

   "You..." The prince looked at her coldly, "Shangguanyan, you are ruthless!"

  ...

"That's what happened." Gu Chengfeng said to Gu Jiao, "The maiden has amnesia, and she can't even remember her son's name. She will change her name after Zhang Qing and Li Qing, whoever asks her. I don't know where she was in the evening. After a while, how could I irritate the prince, and let the prince attack her in the palace. The original attack on the prince did not find any useful clues. In other words, the prince’s people were too clean, and there were no clues. Did not stay. But now that something like this happened, the suspicion of the prince suddenly increased!"

   "Is the prince such an uncomfortable person?" The monarch was sitting in the palace. The prince really dared to come blatantly. What assassination was planned at the beginning? Does the prince think he is not exposed enough?

  Gu Jiao thinks things are strange.

   "Who is it!" Gu Jiao's eyes flashed.

"it's me!"

   Xu Fengxian's voice came.

   "Come in." Gu Jiao retracted the flower needle in her hand.

  Xu Fengxian opened the door hesitatingly, entered the house with a plate of fresh iced melons and fruits, and said with a smile: "Just cut."

  She put the fruit plate on the table, "If there is nothing wrong, I will go first."

   "Wait." Gu Jiao stopped her.

  Xu Fengxian turned around and said with a flattering smile: "What do you want from the young man?"

  Gu Jiao asked: "What do you think of the matter just now?"

  Gu Chengfeng glanced at Gu Jiao in surprise.

  Xu Fengxian hurriedly waved his hand: “I didn’t hear a word of what happened just now!”

  Gu Jiao drew out the knife.

  Xu Fengxian’s legs were so frightened that he supported the tabletop with his hands: "I said, I said, I said everything!"

  Gu Jiao cut a slice of melon and looked at her with a strange expression: "Huh?"

  Xu Fengxian looked at her knife, and then at the melons and fruits that she had sliced ​​into thin slices. He was stunned for an instant.

  You, do you just want to cut melons? I thought you were going to cut my old mother!

  Since it’s all exposed, it’s hard to hide it.

Xu Fengxian wiped the frightened cold sweat on her forehead with her kerchief, and said with a dry smile: "I didn't hear too much, but I heard you talking about the prince and the prince. You have to ask me what I think, I think it is the prince. Moving hands."

   "Will the prince be so stupid?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Of course the prince is not so stupid, but didn't all the palace people see it? It was indeed the prince's guard who injured the prince." Although Xu Fengxian felt that it was not in line with the prince's consistent temperament, the facts were better than eloquence. Still fake?

  Gu Chengfeng touched his chin, and thought thoughtfully: “Could it be the prince’s bitter trick, for example, deliberately attacking the prince and attracting the prince’s secret guard to defend her?”

  Looking at the old Jijiu, I have read too much, and the thirty-six strategies are almost too familiar.

  Xu Fengxian shook the veil: "You don’t know anything about that. I would rather believe that the prince was uncomfortable than the prince who used a bitter trick. Because—"

  Speaking of this, her expression suddenly became solemn, "That's Quan Dayan's proudest woman."

   is the prince who was executed in public without begging for mercy.

  Countless whips fell on her, and she was beaten to pieces on the Golden Temple, receiving the attention of the civil and military officials and the mental delay. Under the double destruction of body and soul, she did not shed a single tear, did not cry out injustice, and did not say a word that I am wronged by my father.

  If she is willing to bend her arrogance and kneel down and beg the monarch to forgive her, how could she end up so miserably?

  You can't be a maid, at least be a princess, but she would rather be deposed as a commoner and banned forever, and don't bow her head to show weakness.

  This is the Taimai.

Xu Fengxian sighed: "Why would such a lady use bitterness? This is a method she disdains to use. It is more uncomfortable for her to break her own pride than killing her. Maybe I said that you can't understand it, alas. , I’m too poor. In short, if she really does this, then she...must have something that she really wants to protect, more important than her life and dignity."

  ...

  Imperial Palace, the pavilion in the southwest corner.

Shangguanyan didn't leave, so she kept sitting on the stone bench. The little maid followed her anxiously, and persuaded her heartily: "Master, let's go back. You are injured. At least go back and lie down. Someone will come back soon. I'm looking for you to investigate the situation."

  Shang Guanyan did not speak.

  The little palace lady was anxious: "Well, then, go back and eat the food and come back again, okay?"

   Shang Guanyan still did not speak.

  The little palace lady scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks, and she didn't know what to do: "Okay, I'm going to get the food. The master will wait here for a while!"

  The little palace lady returned to the bedroom to get food.

  Shangguanyan sat quietly in the pavilion, looking at the direction of Fengqi Palace and Xuanyuan's house.

  The night wind brought a hint of coolness, blowing on the tips of her hair.

  Suddenly, a small figure carved in pink jade with hands and feet climbed up the steps and came to the pavilion.

  She poked out a cute little head from behind the pillar: "Huh? Who are you?"

  Shang Guanyan heard the child's immature voice, regained consciousness, and turned to look at the other party.

   Seeing that it was a little girl who was too beautiful in palace clothes, she smiled slightly: "I am Shangguanyan, who are you?"

   "Oh." The child has an instinct to distinguish malice. The little princess felt kindness from her, and then walked out from behind the pillar, "I am Shangguanxue, and they all call me the little princess."

  "Little Princess." Shangguanyan also called out.

  The little princess went to climb the stool.

  But the stool is too high for her to climb up.

  Shang Guanyan helped hold her up.

   After she sat down, she said with a serious face like a little adult: "Thank you! By the way, you are also surnamed Shangguan, are you a princess? Or is it the same as me, the princess?"

  If she is outside, she might not ask like that, but the Shangguan women in the palace are generally royalty.

  Shang Guanyan said: "Neither."

   "Huh?" The little princess grabbed the corner of Xiaoyi, obviously wondering how there could be Shangguan women in the palace who were neither princess nor princess.

  But the logic of children is different from that of adults.

  No, no.

   The little princess screamed, and then said: "My father is Jun Yanshan, who is your father?"

  Shang Guanyan looked at the little princess with a look of enlightenment: "It turned out to be the daughter of Uncle Jiu."

The little princess is a clever child. When she heard these words, she quickly reacted: "You call me Father Jiushu, so I am your little cousin! But why have I not seen you, who are you? Uncle’s child? Why don’t you speak? Is it—"

  Some of her uncles have passed away because they are too old.

  The little princess frowned solemnly, climbed to the stone table, put out her little hands, and patted Guan Yan's shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be sad."

   "I'm not sad, I haven't seen him for more than ten years."

   Even when he returned to the palace this time, he did not summon her, and she did not take the initiative to ask for peace, both of them were so stalemate.

  The little princess understands in seconds, and will not mention this sad topic again.

   "Little princess!"

   "Little princess!"

   "Where have you been, little princess!"

   "Oh, they are here! I can't play with you today." The little princess slipped down from the stool, rushed to the swallow and waved, "Cousin, goodbye!"

  ...

  The little princess was taken back to the monarch’s bedroom by the palace.

  Yanshan Jun is the posthumous son of the Queen Mother for the Emperor. He is more than 20 years younger than the monarch and was raised by the monarch as his son.

  The monarch has heir-like feelings for Jun Yanshan, but he does not have the expectation that his heirs should bear the hope that he will become a dragon. If there is no expectation, there will be no disappointment. This makes Jun Yanshan become a very favored brother of the monarch.

  The small princess is also particularly favored.

  The little princess went directly to the monarch’s study.

  The study is an important place, even the prince and princess can't come and go at will, but for the little princess, it is a small vegetable garden.

  She enters if she wants to.

  Dayan's frightening tyrant is now looking at the memorial in his hand with a cold expression. When he sees the little guy coming in, his expression is a little slow, but in fact it is also very scary.

  It's just that the little princess can't feel this terrible.

  "Where did you go to play today?" The monarch asked the little princess.

   "Your Majesty Uncle." The little princess first saluted dignifiedly, then raised his head and said honestly, "I went to play in the pavilion. I saw a cousin today."

  The monarch took a sip from his teacup.

  The little princess sighed sadly: "She is called Shangguanyan. She is so pitiful. Her father has been dead for more than ten years!"

  The monarch spouted a sip of tea—

  　 Little princess’s warm reminder: The votes are cleared at the end of the month, ladies and fairies, if you have votes, please vote.

  (End of this chapter)