The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

Zhu Chuo's eyes are slender and glamorous like silk. There is a small joint on the bridge of his nose, and his bright red lips are plump and plump. The facial features are not perfect and flawless, but when combined, there is a unique flamboyant and bright.

Zhu Yi silently watched Zhu Chuo finish her hair, and followed her into Han Yunrong's room. Zhu Chuo turned and stopped Zhu Yi: "You come in with me, what else shall I say?"

Zhu Yi thought about it: "Then you can't exceed the time for a cup of tea."

Zhu Chuo widened his eyes: "A cup of tea?"

"Otherwise, how long do you want to? I'll go in if you don't come out." Han Yunrong had already decided to kiss him, and she came with Zhu Chuo, only to let this stupid give up completely.

Zhu Chuo was speechless, so he had to say: "Yes, I will serve you."

Han Yunrong was born in a humble background. Because of the sharp edges and corners of the articles he wrote during the palace examinations, he did not make it into the first class. He was later designated as the concubine of the Imperial Academy, and then the head of the Ministry of War. Recalled Beijing to serve as Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He was upright and cold, and the methods were harsh, and everyone in the dynasty knew that this man was a good sword for the emperor.

After serving as Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Han Yunrong encountered many assassinations, so Zhu Chuo's wrist who rushed in was crushed.

"Ah-yes, it's me." Zhu Chuo yelled aggrievedly, and Han Yunrong let go of her.

"It hurts." Zhu Chuo deliberately waved his wrist, pouting her mouth softly, trying to win the other's pity. However, Han Yunrong's expression was cold, and he looked at Zhu Chuo without saying a word.

He was a handsome man who was Fengjun Qinglang, but he didn't smile all the time, his thin lips were always pressed into a cold straight line.

Zhu Chuo stretched out his hand to the other person: "Look, you have caught me all red."

Han Yunrong finally spoke: "The princess finds it fun to tease the Weichen?"

Zhu Chuo: "I ran out to look for you, why did I make you funny?" She didn't have much time, so she said, "Han Yunrong, can you resign your marriage appointment?"

Han Yunrong deliberately looked at Zhu Chuo's attire, and said with irony: "The princess thinks that all women in the world can be as arbitrary as the princess? Retire? Is the princess the fiancee who wants to kill the minister?"

"What fiancé? You don't like her at all!" Zhu Chuo was immediately annoyed when he heard Han Yunrong address other women intimately.

She knew who Han Yunrong had decided, Song Qianqian, a direct and young daughter of the Pingjiang Marquis Mansion, whose talent and reputation were spread far and wide. She has also seen it occasionally when she is invited to participate in the activities of the noble women circle in the capital. It is indeed a marriage that many men envy. There is no such exaggeration as he said, even if he retires, some people are rushing to marry Song Qianqian.

Han Yunrong said: "How about the minister and the minister's fiancée, don't worry about the princess."

Zhu Chuo was anxious: "Then what about me? What should I do? You kissed me last time when you were drunk, do you remember? The person you like is me." Although she kissed Han Yunrong on her own initiative, Han Yun Rong in turn pressed her behind the door panel. He not only kissed her, but also walked around her body with the palms of his hands. She still remembers the tremor caused when the other party rubbed her body through the clothes.

It was the incident at the Yuquan Palace in the winter of last year. He clearly said at the time that he would not forget it. How could it soon change like this?

Han Yunrong's expression finally changed: "That was the fault of the minister. After drinking, the minister regarded Princess Rongyu as Qianqian. The minister was offensive to the princess. If the princess feels humiliated, he can report to the Emperor Ming and the minister is willing to accept punishment from the emperor. , But it is impossible for important ministers to retire."

The room was silent for a moment, and Zhu Chuo's eager voice finally faded: "What are you talking about? Think of me as Song Qianqian?"

Zhu Chuo's eyes were bloodshot: "Han Yunrong, how dare you?!"

Zhu Chuo raised his trembling hand and slapped the opponent's left cheek. There were marks on Han Yunrong's face immediately, showing how much strength she used.

Zhu Chuo opened the door and left. Han Yunrong's face was gloomy, with blue veins bulging out of his clenched fists.

Zhu Yi frowned when he saw Zhu Chuo's look. The three turned back in silence. After a while, Zhu Yi asked, "Achu, is your jade pendant coming back?"

Zhu Chuo shook his head in a daze.

Zhu Yi said: "Alu, you send the princess back first, and come over to pick me up on the same road in a while." She can't climb into such a high wall. Zhu Chuo is going to Rajui, Zhu Yi has already left quickly.

Han Yunrong heard someone knock on the door and thought Zhu Chuo was back. He opened the door to see Zhu Yi, and was startled for a moment.

Zhu Yi said blankly: "Princess Rongyu's jade pendant, please also ask Master Han to hand it over."

Han Yunrong said slowly: "The minister didn't take it with him, so I will return it to the princess next time."

Zhu Yi said: "Okay, next time I will ask my housekeeper to come and pick it up frequently. Since Master Han wants to marry a wife, he should treat Miss Song well, and don't worry about anything else."

Han Yunrong's voice came from between his teeth: "The princess said yes."

When Zhu Yi passed through the Xihua Gate, an eunuch's unique squeaky voice shouted: "You, what are you running, come and help! It's a mess, a bunch of useless little bunnies."

"What are you doing in a daze? You are talking about."

Zhu Yi confirmed it, and she was calling her, and she was screaming badly in her heart.

It was getting dark, and Zhu Yi was walking with her head down again. The big **** saw that she was wearing oil blue clothes, she was the lowest-grade little eunuch, and she grabbed it and directed it at will.

"Move all the things in the cart to Fangde's residence." The big **** said, pointing to the cart on the side.

Fang De Ju is where the Prince and his wife lived. With a jump of Zhu Yi's eyelids, she followed a few small eunuchs, and arrived at a huge ebony wooden box, which was full of tea in a porcelain cup, which was really heavy. She gritted her teeth and walked in the middle.

When I walked to the door of Fangde's residence, I heard the voice of the princess. Zhu Yi hung his head down quickly, hoping to leave after putting things away, don't let anyone who knew her find out.

When the prince heard the princess talk about the funny story about Zhu Dai today, he also followed with a smile. The prince was just over thirty years old, he was born with a lot of people, and he was more mature and stable than the young man. He smiled so softly, and the princess had a slight smile. Dizzy.

Hearing the movement, the prince glanced casually at the inmates who had sent the goods, and after taking it back, he quickly glanced over.

The prince touched his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, showing a smile, which was much happier than when he heard Zhu Dai's jokes before. He stood up: "The prince has to rest early, I have something to deal with."

A woman's heart is the most sensitive, and her husband's small changes can be found, not to mention that the prince's soul seems to have drifted away in an instant. As soon as the prince concubine's eyes turned, she saw a slightly familiar back figure walking outside, and the prince followed out unhurriedly.

The crown princess thought for a while, her face changed drastically.

Zhu Yi is clapping her arms, where she has moved such a heavy object, without knowing that her small movements have fallen into a pair of deep eyes.

The prince said to Li Geng, his long follower: "Call the first few eunuchs, and they will all go with this palace. This palace has some arrangements."

Li Geng immediately called Zhu Yi and others behind him. Zhu Yi closed her eyes hard and opened them again, sighing for a long time, how unlucky she is today.

Zhu Yi has some contradictions, what should I do? Do you want the prince to find out that it is yourself so that she can go back? After thinking about it, Zhu Yi felt it was fine, after all, she was not close to this elder brother. She thought it was another task of moving things, and when she and a few eunuchs were called into the carriage, she knew she was wrong.

This is... the travel palace? Where is the emperor taking them?

But at this time, she was too late to find the prince again. The prince had already gone to the carriage ahead, and she couldn't jump into the carriage... It was so late, and Zhu Yi was anxious.

The reason why Jade Island is called Jade Island is that it is built on the lake. The jade building is bright and bright, reflecting in the water. The silk and bamboo are lingering, and the beautiful women sing lightly.

Standing outside Yuzhizhou, Zhu Yi was surprised that Sangyang had such a beautiful and elegant place. Xie Ying was here last time.

Zhu Yi was still in a daze, and was pulled aside by the prince. The prince blocked the sight of the young eunuchs, and said in a very surprised tone: "Xizhen? Why are you here and dressed like this?"

Seeing it or being discovered by the prince, Zhu Yi's face was hot: "I... Brother Emperor, can you send me a carriage back?" She has no silver on her body.

The prince thought a little: "It's too late, I don't worry about you going back alone. Then, I have an appointment, and the emperor will send you back after a meeting, okay?"

Ju Yi had to nod his head. Naturally, she didn't need to do the task of the little **** anymore. The prince asked her to follow her and walked slowly in the corridor on the water.

Everywhere in Jade Island is as bright as day, Zhu Yi doesn’t need to lower his head at this moment. Whenever he passes by, regardless of male or female, he turns his head and stares at her. Some eyes are poisonous, and she can be seen at a glance. It is a woman disguised as a man.

Men think that Zhu Yi is a new dancer. In order to cater to the tastes of the guests, some dancers may pretend to be men, and many people are ready to move.

Wan Hai, the son of the richest man in Sangyang, was the first to step forward. He looked at Zhu Yi's face intently. He didn't want to be an **** in any way he was dressed, and his oil blue clothes were beautiful. ? He just thinks about it and feels ecstasy.

Wan Hai stopped the prince. He pointed Zhu Yi with his finger, looked at the prince with muddy eyes and asked, "This beauty is mine tonight. Say, how much money do you want to make?"

The prince's eyes were frozen.

The main building of Yuzhizhou is a hollow octagonal shape, and the design of the third floor is a semi-enclosed cool room, which can breathe the cool breeze on the lake and has an excellent view.

As it happens, Zhu Yi and two acquaintances also happen to be in an elegant room on the third floor at the moment.

The two maids drank their drinks and withdrew.

Xie Ying leaned back slightly and smiled: "Oh, what's wrong with Master Han's face."

If it is someone else, facing this cold-faced, young and promising future Dali Siqing, when encountering such an embarrassing situation, he will naturally pretend to have not seen it, and only Xie Ying, and dare to make two cuts. Han Yunrong smiled bitterly: "Let the world see the joke."

He avoided talking: "Is the elder son wanting to inquire about the case of Huangzhuang?"

Xie Ying hasn't answered yet. The jade island, which has always been quiet, is in a rare commotion in the lobby on the first floor.

Han Yunrong was facing the direction of the commotion and looked down first. Xie Ying didn't like to watch the excitement. Seeing Han Yunrong's gaze, he didn't take it back, so he turned his head to look over.

I saw several people being beaten to the ground, and the prince stood aside gracefully acting as a flower protector, with his arm imaginarily holding a small eunuch. Because of the chaos, the prince and the little **** moved closer. The face of the little **** was extremely familiar.