The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

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Zhen Xi returned to Guancheng Tower, still remembering Xie Ying's words in her mind.

She was both bewitched and coerced. Xie Ying let her know that he was far more terrible than the queen. Of course, this was actually a choice she followed her heart after thinking about the pros and cons... Zhen Xi knows how beautiful she is, from the perspective of men You'll know her reaction. She is an ambitious person, and God has given her such a beautiful appearance, and she can't settle for plainness.

However, Zhen Xi did not understand, what did Xie Ying mean by staying a widow for a lifetime?

Could it be that he has a favorite girl? When I love it, I just want to guard one, turning a blind eye to the others.

Or is it... that a heartbreaking man like my elder son can't do people's affairs? Zhen Xi was both sorry and a little sad in her heart. On the contrary, she was more grateful and uncomplicated. But obviously, if she must choose one of these two reasons, she would prefer Xie Ying to have a hidden illness.

Zhen Xi thought about the matter, and nearly ran into someone at the corner of the stairs. When she saw her clearly, she hurriedly said, "The courtier has no intention of offending Princess Xizhen."

Zhu Yi smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay." It was also because she was walking in a hurry.

After Zhu Yi left, Zhen Xi turned to look at her a few more times. When she first met Ju Yi, she was actually very depressed. She has always been conceited, and suddenly she saw a woman who was better than herself, who was still a princess, and the feeling in her heart could be imagined. But... When she was at home, the sisters in the family rejected her, but this Princess Xizhen was very close to Princess Yongan and Princess Rongyu.

Zhu Yi accompanied Zhu Ning on the swing in the garden while observing Zhu Chuo who was sitting at the stone table. Zhu Chuo had been depressed before, and when he came back after a trip, he was ashamed. He occasionally laughed and was so stupid that he couldn't see it... Even when Zhu Chuo watched Song Qianqian, he no longer pretended to be arrogant.

Zhu Chuo finally found that Zhu Yi was looking at her: "The third child, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

Zhu Yi sat next to her and whispered: "You left halfway there, maybe you went to see Han Yunrong, right?"

Zhu Chuo blinked, the third child is really getting better and better. She said: "What are you talking about? I just went to the lake and just wandered around." Zhu Chuo knew that Zhu Yi didn't like her to see that person, so how dare to tell the truth, and squeezed Zhu Yi's little hand comfortably after speaking.

Zhu Yi frowned: "I'm just afraid you will be fooled by other people's rhetoric."

Zhu Chuo said amusedly: "With his mouth, he won't be able to talk to girls!" After speaking, he met Zhu Yi's eyes and closed his mouth angrily.

Zhu Yi asked: "So, are you reconciling with him?"

Zhu Chuo thought for a while, felt that he shouldn't hide the person who is best with him, and said: "Well, he promised me to retire." He also asked curiously: "The third child, I don't understand, what did you do then? I told Xie Ying to let it go, but I couldn't do it anyway."

Seeing Zhu Chuo like this, Zhu Yi knew that no matter what she said was useless, she had to sigh secretly.

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Every big banquet is tiring. After the dinner, Zhu Yi returned to Yonglian Hall, washed and lay down early, but couldn't sleep. She was pinching the days in her heart, and Xie Ying hadn't come to see her for three days.

Zhu Yi put on Xiahong's outer garment again and got out of the bed, and went to the bookcase to draw a picture. She recalled Zhen Xi's dance, and felt that some of them were not so subtle, but could be more natural. Zhu Yi sketched it out on the paper, just a few strokes, just like a slim dancing woman.

"The princess is painting herself?" In Zhu Yi's ear, a man's slightly surprised and smiling voice suddenly sounded.

If such a great beauty is shown in the eyes of the world, I don't know how many talented celebrities will vie to paint for her, and actually paint herself in the dead night of autumn.

"Of course not." Zhu Yi blushed and explained quickly: "I just purely painted a picture of dancing after hearing the strings."

Seeing Xie Ying's smile on his face, she didn't believe it at all. Zhu Yi couldn't help but angrily defended: "Did you never paint this dancer's face without seeing me? Why do you say that I painted it? I still Don't be so narcissistic."

Xie Ying laughed directly. These words are simply trying to cover up. He thought for a while and said: "In fact, even if the princess is narcissistic, the minister is understandable. After all, the princess is really good."

He praised her directly like this, Zhu Yi Ergen was hot, not knowing what to answer for a moment, and lowered his head.

Xie Ying looked at the woman dancing lightly in the painting again, and asked, "Princesses like dancing, right?" Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to paint like this.

Zhu Yi said: "It's not that much, it's just normal."

Xie Ying can guess why Zhu Yi no longer dances. It is nothing more than fear of being accused of being not dignified enough, and that she will confuse people. Can't help but feel pity, and feel violent. From Zhu Yi's sword dance, you can know that she is also extremely talented in dancing, and with this graceful posture, she dances without knowing how moving it is. Other men can't see it, he will see it in the future. Just said: "The princess wants to learn dance, as long as it is what you like to do, you can do it."

Then he said: "I'll paint for the princess." Then he took the pen from Zhu Yi's hand, replaced Zhu Yi, and painted the woman she had just sketched out.

"The princess's face must be drawn clearly." Xie Ying began to paint carefully.

Zhu Yi stared at the picture in a daze. The pen in Xie Ying's hand seemed to be magical, and the facial features of the woman in the painting were alive. He doesn't need to look at Ju Yi again temporarily, the arc of his brows and eyes is exactly the same.

She looked at Xie Ying again, and saw the man leaning on the edge of the case, slightly hooking her upper body. The idle gesture of holding the pen made her unable to move her eyes. Suddenly he heard him say again: "The posture is wrong, the princess is not in this shape."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yi could not care about the man who admired the painting, and quickly looked at the woman in his pen. The plump ups and downs, the wicker-like waist, and even the twisting arc of the posture were all touched by Xie Ying's pen. Ingeniously changing, it is simply charming, coupled with the face of the woman in the painting, made Zhu Yi look dumbfounded for a while.

She knew that this person would kindly help her to paint something, it was just to molest her anytime, anywhere. "Xie Ying!" If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the palace maids outside, Zhu Yi wanted to scream angrily.

For that matter, her voice is not low, Xie Ying turned her head and pecked Zhu Yi's lips, then put aside her pen and said, "Princess softly."

Zhu Yi was taken by him to sit by the bed. She settled, her dark eyes turned to Xie Ying, and said, "Why, I don't think I have seen enough of today's dance. I want to draw a picture when I come here?"

Xie Ying frowned, and was silent for unknown reasons.

Zhu Yi continued to ask: "How does the elder son think about the performance of the birthday dance today?"

Xie Ying stared at Zhu Yi's face and slowly smiled: "With so many birthday dances, which one is the princess talking about?"

Zhu Yi snorted: "Pretending to be the one you took the most seriously."

Xie Ying said in a low voice: "So far away, can the princess know whether the minister is serious or not? Is it because the princess has been watching the minister all the time."

Zhu Yi couldn't hear the teasing in his words, and said angrily: "Who is watching you? I didn't want to see it at all. It was because the ladies around talked a lot. For a while this person said who the son was looking at, and the other person said that the son What are you doing again. It doesn’t work if I don’t know."

He is clearly hers, but only she knows. The relationship between the two can only be sneaky, and can't be shown in the first half of the person. Hearing other girls expressing their affection for him, she could only listen and listen. This feeling really made her feel a little annoyed.

Xie Ying stroked Zhu Yi's slightly tight back, it seemed that she was really angry. He said: "Yiyi, give me some more time, okay?"