Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 453 You have been wronged all these years.

Ten years before the lamp in the middle of the night, the moment and the rain came to my heart.

Nan Wangfei stood in front of the window, watching the foggy rain gradually become pouring.

The rainwater hit the bluestone bricks and splashed again, and fell together with those in the air, and splashed again.

It's midnight, and the prince hasn't come back yet.But she knew that he would come, no matter how late.

This is a tacit understanding.

Han Qianfeng didn't often stay in her room, but every time he left the palace late, he would come to her place, as if to make up for it.

Halfway through her life, Concubine Nan is not too entangled in love, but the unwillingness in her heart is indescribable.

In terms of status before marriage, she is taller than Queen Mother Zheng.

In terms of appearance, she is not inferior, on the contrary, she is slightly better.

In terms of admiration for the prince, she is no less than her.

It's just that she is not as bold as her. She dared to show her sincerity, but she didn't dare.

I used to think that feelings don't come first, but with her, it's too late if it's late.

Empress Dowager Zheng has become an unforgettable memory of the prince, she is just his wife.

He gave her everything she deserved, except his heart.

She used to numb herself, trying to forget the past, and even compared Han Qihuai to the old concubine. After all, he only had respect for her, but no tenderness.

But the old concubine has passed away, but Queen Mother Zheng is still there.

Not only here, but also the mother of the world, sitting in the most honored seat of Dazheng and looking down on everyone.

including her.

Every palace banquet, the gentleness that the prince inadvertently revealed made her heart feel like it was being torn apart.But she wanted to maintain the demeanor of a princess, pretending that nothing happened.

The only thing that made her feel better was Empress Dowager Zheng's restrained envy.

No matter how noble she is, she can only stay in the cold Fu'an Palace.

The seat next to his pillow is hers.

She is the mistress of the Southern Palace!
"Princess, are you still asleep?"

Han Qianfeng's deep voice was accompanied by the cold wind.

When he looked up, he had already taken off his outer shirt and walked up to him.

As always, there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"I was thinking about something just now." She smiled gently and waited for him to go to bed.

She lay quietly beside him, and suddenly turned over and hugged his waist in anger.

Han Qianfeng was taken aback by her sudden movement, and patted her on the back stiffly.

"Anything on your mind?"

"It's nothing, I lost my temper."

She let go of him and lay down again, but he hesitated for a moment, then turned over and hugged her.

This flattered her, and her eyes turned red.

"I'm a rough person, I don't know what to say, but I know that you have been wronged all these years."

Concubine Nan buried her head in his generous chest, letting the tears fall.

For a long time, she did not cry in front of him.

It had been a long time since she had released her feelings so freely.

He was willing to say this, and she admitted it.

The tearful wife moved Han Qianfeng.

She is gentle and virtuous from a famous family, she is a husband and wife, and hosts the middle school, and she can't find a single fault.If he hadn't been moved by others first, he thought, he would have fallen in love with her.

The first time was not a routine, and she could feel his sincerity, because when he was in love, he called her maiden name "Zhaohui" instead of the alienated "Wangfei".

And she finally summoned up the courage to call him "Qianfeng", and he hugged her even tighter.

As a married couple, people don't know the most precious thing in the silent place until they are middle-aged.

The next day, when Yanxia saw the two coming out together, her eyes were straightened.

This scene has never been seen since she was assigned to serve Nan Wangfei.

"Does the prince want to stay here for breakfast?"

Han Qianfeng smiled: "I missed the appointment last night, so I will make it up now."

After Yanxia left, Han Qianfeng blushed: "Don't call me 'Wang Ye' from now on, it's time for me to be a good husband."

Concubine Nan lowered her eyes in front of the rough man, showing the shyness of a girl, and said in a low voice: "Okay."

"It's not too late for children to repent until they are so old."

She's not afraid of being late, as long as he looks back, it's never too late!
Princess Nan is looking forward to the palace banquet.

When eating, Han Ming looked at Han Ruoying in a daze about the intimacy between his parents. She was even more confused than him, and forgot to take back the chopsticks when they stopped in mid-air.

"The food doesn't taste good, what does it look like?"

These words were aimed at Han Ruoying.

When she was nervous, all the dishes she picked up were scared away.

"Father, the king, my daughter knows her mistake."

"You learn from Yue'er, and behave like everyone else, but you have no rules at all!"

Ling Yue smiled awkwardly, she didn't look like everyone else, she just thought they were acting and didn't care.

Han Ming tried to smooth things over: "Father, Ruoying is just casual. If you blame her, she won't dare to eat."

"I know how to protect her!" Han Qianfeng reprimanded without further words.

Nan Wangfei smiled and said: "Compared to Ruoying, Ming'er and Yue'er look more like siblings to me. Qianfeng, a daughter-in-law can't do it, how about recognizing a goddaughter?"

Han Qianfeng smiled and said "OK".

Ling Yue and Han Ming looked at each other at the same time, although they were restrained, they still couldn't hide their nervousness.

Han Qianfeng just caught this expression from the corner of his eye, and the movements of his hands stopped instantly.

Royal Palace.

The side hall of Qingning Palace.

Ling Yue came back as scheduled and saw a lot of things on the case, so she asked Dai Zhu.

"It's all clothes and jewels. The emperor gave it to the young lady for the queen mother's birthday banquet. Miss, the emperor really cares about you. I heard that it took more than half a month for this clothes!"

Ling Yue picked it up and looked at it, then asked her: "Is there no plain color?"

"Plain color? Miss, that day all ladies will be dressed up brightly, won't you be inferior in plain color?"

"Dai Zhu, do you know what it means to be unconventional? The more beautiful they are, the more elegant I am. Only by surprise can I win!"

Daizhu finally accepted her set of arguments, but she heard her muttering in a low voice: "It's a waste of people's money and it doesn't look good. I don't want to wear it like a butterfly!"

In the evening, Han Xu came to discuss with her the seats for the birthday banquet.

"Yue'er, would you like to sit by my side that day?"

"not good."

"why?"

"What's the point of sitting next to you? Your Majesty, although you have created the illusion that you are going to marry me, you and I know that we are still the same as before."

Han Xu was discouraged, and shook the jade pendant casually.

"So you only planned to stay here for a year from the beginning, and you never thought about getting along with me seriously."

"No, Your Majesty, I want to get along with you seriously. Companion to a king is like a tiger, can you not be serious?" She joked.

In fact, she didn't even want to stay for a year. According to the plan, it would be great if she stayed for another ten days.

Han Xu looked at her dissatisfied: "Why do you always call me 'Emperor'? Can't it be like before?"

"No, it will cause misunderstanding. And your majesty, don't call me so intimate, it's not good."

Others are trivial matters, but she is afraid that that idiot in Hengcheng will seek death and life, she is terrified in her heart!
I don't know if he received the letter, but I hope it can calm his mind.

Han Xu felt that the atmosphere was too depressing, so he asked her how she was doing in Nanwang Mansion.

Knowing that everything was fine, he nodded.

"How about you sit with your aunt?"

Ling Yue agrees.

"By the way, I heard that Nanwang is your uncle, shouldn't you call Wangfei 'aunt'?"

Han Xu snorted, quite arrogantly: "I am willing to do it?"

Rolling her eyes, she laughed and explained: "Who makes the emperor look older than the father? I'm used to calling him uncle, and the princess is naturally my aunt. Don't disturb your rest, see Yue'er tomorrow!"

Like a demonstration, he deliberately emphasized the word "Yue'er".

This kind of guy who is holding on to him and going backwards, the more he cares about him, the more energetic he becomes.

Ling Yue pretended she couldn't hear her, said "good night" and sent him off.

Wu Quancai originally wanted to flatter and comfort the injured emperor, but when he thought about the twenty slaps last time, one thing more is worse than one thing less!

(End of this chapter)