The Taoist priest and Princess Cheng said it was done.
But when Princess Cheng went to find Chuzheng and planned to settle the account, she was beaten out by Chuzheng before she said a word.
Where is this good
This clearly hasn't changed at all!
Princess Cheng wanted to find a Taoist priest to settle the account, but where else could she find someone.
Why didn't Princess Cheng understand that she had been deceived.
Concubine Cheng was so angry that she sought out several Taoist priests, but in the end, nothing came of it.
Chuzheng can do whatever it is supposed to do.
Princess Cheng and Chuzheng have had several rounds, but each time they have failed miserably.
"Mother."
Cheng Xiao was furious.
"She hit me, don't you think it's gone now? Is this the end of it?"
Princess Cheng quickly appeased her daughter: "Mother loves you too, but the one in the southern courtyard is really weird."
"She must have fallen into evil." Cheng Xiao pouted: "How could she be like this before, a weak gust of wind could blow her down, but now she dares to do it."
Cheng Xiao continued: "I have inquired that people who are Zhongxie will change their temperament greatly, their strength will increase, or they will have some things that they didn't know before. She must be Zhongxie!"
"And mother, last time she came back, she was wearing Xiujinfang's clothes. It was new. Where did she come from?"
Princess Cheng didn't pay attention, and only remembered it after hearing what Cheng Xiao said.
"She shouldn't have much money on her..." Princess Cheng said: "After the prince left, the key to the government's treasury is with me. I haven't given her any money for the past few months."
"Mother, you said..." Cheng Xiao grabbed Princess Cheng's hand: "She won't be having a private meeting with a man outside, will she?"
Princess Cheng's face changed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense about this."
"Then where did you say her clothes came from? A man must have bought it for her!"
Princess Cheng was thoughtful.
After a while, Princess Cheng patted the back of Cheng Xiao's hand: "Don't worry about this, it's almost time to enter the palace... Did Qing He take back the clothes he sent last time?"
Cheng Xiao pouted and looked sarcastic: "She said that it was dirty, so let Qing He clean it up. She thought it was beautiful, and Qing He just threw it there."
"You let Qing He wash it clean."
"mother?"
"Mother has her own opinion."
"… Oh well."
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"... Qing He, what are you doing standing in front of the young lady's courtyard, and what are you trying to do?"
When Lu Zhu opened the courtyard door, she saw Qing He standing at the door, looking at her vigilantly.
Miss... The behavior is a little weird recently, but thinking that these people don't dare to bully the young lady casually now, she feels that the young lady's change seems to be good.
"You..." Qing He wanted to get angry, but thinking of what the owner of the yard had done recently, he held back: "This is the last time's clothes, washed clean."
Qing He stuffed the clothes into Lu Zhu and left in a hurry.
Before Luzhu had time to look, the clothes were taken away by a plain white hand.
"Miss, this is what they sent over last time." Lu Zhu took a step back and bowed: "I'm going to let you... wear it when you enter the palace."
The palace costumes for entering the palace are very particular and cannot be as usual.
"No." Chuzheng threw the clothes back into Luzhu's arms: "Throw it away."
"what?"
don't wear anything
You can't always wear the old one, right
This will make people laugh!
"Throw it." Chuzheng made a final decision.
Lu Zhu was not very used to Chuzheng at first, but now he is basically used to Chuzheng's cold appearance.
Miss don't need to be bullied... That's fine!
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Juyuan Building.
The boy in white came down with a handrail, followed by a number of guards, and no one around him dared to look directly at him.
The young man raised his chin arrogantly, and his slightly immature face was full of contempt and disdain.
This is the younger brother of the current emperor, ranking eighth, just fourteen years old this year, and titled King Rong.
Seeing that King Rong was about to go to the end, he suddenly stopped and looked at the corner.
"Brother Six Emperors."
King Rong seemed to have seen something interesting, and his tender face showed a malicious malice.
The man he called Sixth Emperor stood in the corner.
It was nothing but the appearance of a young man, dressed in black clothes, with his head lowered.
He stood there extremely quietly. If King Rong hadn't made a sound, almost no one would have found him.
"Brother Sixth Emperor, I'm sorry, you've been waiting for a long time, I forgot that you're still down there."
There was no embarrassment in King Rong's words.
It's all nasty mockery and contempt.
The young man stood still, with a graceful and attractive appearance.
He raised his head slightly.
When he showed his face, there was a faint gasp in the crowd.
Shocked by the young man's face.
Stunning appearance, clear eyes.
The boy's face was morbidly pale, and he pursed his lower lip, inexplicably with a somewhat obedient gentleness.
However, his eyes were calm, like a doll without a soul.
Exquisite but only at the mercy of others.
His blushing lips parted lightly: "It's okay."
The voice is clear and gentle, and the heart is calmed down.
However, King Rong seemed to have heard something extremely disgusting, and said with a bad attitude: "If that's the case, then the Sixth Emperor can go back by himself, and I won't send the Emperor away."
"Okay." The boy responded.
King Rong snorted coldly, then turned to laugh: "I watched Brother Huang go out."
The young man hesitated a little, then lifted his foot and walked out.
King Rong immediately gave a wink to the person beside him, and the guard quickly went downstairs and pushed the boy out the moment he walked out of the door.
In the low voices of the crowd outside, the teenager fell to the ground, his long hair like ink spread out and spread out on the ground.
The black black clothes were also scattered, and the ground was stained with dust.
The crowd around him suddenly pointed at him and muttered.
Seeing King Rong in the Juyuan Building, everyone immediately fell silent, daring not to discuss any more, for fear of angering the little devil, King Rong.
The emperor gave this younger brother a hundred thousand indulgence.
The young man was lying on the ground, his head lowered, his black hair blocked his expression, and the palm between his sleeves was faintly stained with blood.
King Rong strode out from the inside and stepped on the back of the boy's hand.
He looked down at the young man condescendingly: "Brother Liuhuang, be careful when you walk, why are you as soft and weak as those women, otherwise I will ask Brother Mingming, marry Brother Liuhuang, and find someone to take good care of you?"
What could be more insulting than saying that a man, like a girl, would marry him off
It took a long while for the young man to say, "No need..."
"Ah, that's boring." King Rong sighed childishly: "Well, Brother Six Emperors can't bear me, and I can't bear Brother Sixth Emperor."
King Rong laughed happily and left.
The boy's palms stiffened.
"Are you all right?" A greasy hand reached out to him.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and looked over with his hands. A young Taoist priest was holding a chicken leg and looking at him with concern.
"It's okay." The boy avoided the Taoist priest's hand and stood up by himself.
The palms of his hands were covered in blood smeared from the ground.
"Are you really okay?" The Taoist looked at him with concern.
"fine."
The young man nodded to the Taoist priest and left in one direction.
The Taoist priest chased after him: "Hey, wait a minute, let me tell you, your Yintang has turned black recently, and I see you are in trouble..."