The self-disciplined princess wins

Chapter 62 The Dust Settles
When Bailu died in front of him, he felt extra pain in his heart. He couldn't lose Bailu, but she had already disappeared.

A cup of loess, a coffin, a desolate cemetery.

He didn't want Bailu to be buried there so simply.

During his lifetime, Bailu was always with him, and after his death, he wanted to be with Bailu.

Now Fu Zhiyuan is the emperor, and he will be buried in the imperial mausoleum after his death. If he wants to be buried with Bailu, the best way is that Bailu is his concubine.

When he had this idea, Fu Zhiyuan himself was taken aback. Maybe this is the root of love?
He couldn't explain it, he only knew that he wanted to pave the way for Bailu and give her a title!
And what he can do now is not to forget her.

Never forget.

Give her the best in the world.

However, the face similar to that of an egret cannot fall into the hands of others.

Otherwise, he cannot accept it.

When Fu Zhiyuan thought of this, having the same face as the egret, having fun under others, he felt unbearable.

Zhang Anchu felt that his fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

It never occurred to her that the imperial concubine in the palace had long since died. This palace is for dead people to live in?
Also, that portrait is almost exactly the same as myself, reminding me of what Aunt Bai said.

Zhang Anchu thought in his heart: So, the imperial concubine is my twin sister, how could there be such a coincidence in this world?
I thought that in the capital, maybe we could meet each other that day, but after all, she was thinking too much, and there was already a separation between heaven and man.

"From now on, you will live in Wangyou Palace, and you must not leave for half a step." Fu Zhiyuan said, with her face, going out to meet people is troublesome.

He thought of Prince Xiaoyao, and he still misses her so far. The news of her being taken away by the thieves should have reached his mansion.

Fu Zhiyuan felt that Prince Xiaoyao, no matter in the past or now, can't change his lustful temperament. Now that he is missing, he will never forget it.

As long as Zhang Anchu doesn't appear in front of people, after a few years, he will completely forget that there is still Zhang Anchu in this world.

"I don't want to stay here, what are you doing here? A substitute?" Zhang Anchu shook her head, she didn't want to be a substitute.

Up to now, there is still something she doesn't understand. There is a trace of nostalgia and paranoia in Fu Zhiyuan's eyes, not for her, but for the imperial concubine.

She also thought that it was because he still remembered what happened in Beiping Marquis Mansion before, and that he also had a little affection for her.

After all, she is the daughter of Marquis of Peking, how could she be like this?

Being someone else's stand-in? It's too ridiculous to say it!
"Hmph! You think too highly of you, substitute?" Fu Zhiyuan raised the corners of his mouth, eyes full of sarcasm, raised her chin, and said, "Your face is similar to hers. , I feel ashamed of her when I think about it."

Although she looks like Bailu, Fu Zhiyuan has known for a long time that she is a woman who is greedy for vanity. As a substitute, he feels that Zhang Anchu is not worthy!
Zhang Anchu's pupils shrank, it turned out...Fu Zhiyuan meant that.

She can't even count as a substitute...

Zhang Anchu's heart felt as if he had kneaded it into a ball in his hands, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Thinking about it, it must be uncomfortable to have the same face as his beloved, but to be with other men.

Fu Zhiyuan threw the dagger pinned to his waist on the ground, his eyes returned to indifference, and said: "You know the truth, you can't get out of the palace, if you are afraid of pain, you can choose another way of death."

When Zhang Anchu heard what he said, the coldness in the words made her shiver unconsciously.

That's right, now she already knows Fu Zhiyuan's secret, she can't leave the palace alive.

If you could still bargain before and still have a chance to live, now you have nowhere to turn back...

Now it is too much for her to refuse, she has to choose between life and death.

If he is alive, he will be imprisoned in this palace, and may stay in this palace for the rest of his life.

Die, you can choose how you die, and it doesn't seem too bad.

"It's fine for me to stay here, but there is one request." Zhang Anchu regained his composure, and couldn't let his heart be disturbed by Fu Zhiyuan any longer.

She was already ready to forget it. When she was in Beiping Houfu, she already knew her future fate.

It's definitely not possible with him.

Although, things are developing and changing very quickly now, and the original road seems to have turned a corner accidentally.

Fortunately, the palace is still in.

However, maybe she is no longer Zhang Anchu.

"If you stay in the palace and settle down, your biological mother, Aunt Bai's deed of prostitution and music status can all be resolved. As for your younger brother, I can ask a better teacher to teach me."

After Zhang Anchu heard what he said, he knew that he must have checked himself thoroughly.

However, if she really stays here, I'm afraid she won't have a bright future in the future. She can't even show her face in front of others, and it's no different from being dead.

She doesn't want to live in the place of others forever!

"My nanny and maid Siyu also want to redeem them and set them free." Zhang Anchu looked at him with beautiful eyes. She knew that since what he just said could be done, the nanny and Siyu sold themselves The deed should also be completed.

Fu Zhiyuan nodded his head lightly, and said in a cold voice, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he left the palace on his own, he still had business to do.

Since Zhang Anchu has already agreed to stay here, there is no need to stay here.

"Take care of the imperial concubine."

Before Fu Zhiyuan left, he told the eunuchs and maids of Wangyou Palace in a cold voice, and then left.

As soon as he left, the eunuchs and maids of the palace entered the hall and prepared their clothes.

"Imperial Concubine, I'm tired of traveling, please take a bath and change clothes."

Zhang Anchu looked at the maid in front of her, she was dressed differently from others, everyone else was wearing apricot pink, only she was wearing blue, she should be a big court lady.

"What's your name?"

Since he wanted to stay here, he naturally needed to know her name.

It's a pity, I forgot one thing just now, I forgot to tell the emperor that her things will also be brought into the palace.

Inside are her favorite books, dance clothes, and the piano given by Aunt Bai.

More importantly, there is also the gold hairpin Bu Yao that the sister-in-law entrusted her to give to Fu Zhixuan.

Entrusted by others, it must be done, and the golden hairpin must not be lost.

"Servant Yurou." Yurou lowered her head, holding a tray with a set of palace clothes respectfully in her hand.

Zhang Anchu nodded slightly, the eunuch over there had prepared hot water in the tub and was waiting for her to go in.

"You all go down first." Zhang Anchu really wanted to be quiet and think about what to do in the future.

What's more, with eunuchs here, she was really embarrassed to take off her clothes.

After riding in a carriage for a few days, it is time to wash it well.

"I want to stay here to serve you, I don't dare to go down." Yurou said in a low voice. It was also the first time she saw the imperial concubine, and they were all in the portraits.

Seeing her today, she felt that the real person is more beautiful than the painting.

Hearing what she said, Zhang Anchu understood that the palace of Wangyou was full of Fu Zhiyuan's people.

(End of this chapter)