The self-disciplined princess wins

Chapter 63 Heroes Save America
It was also the first time for her to see the imperial concubine, and it used to be in the portraits.

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

Hearing what she said, Zhang Anchu understood that Fu Zhiyuan's people were probably all in Wangyou Palace.

"Just you stay here, and everyone else goes down." Zhang Anchu had no choice but to do this first, and it happened that she also had something to ask.

Yurou nodded, indicating that everyone else should go down first.

Zhang Anchu suddenly felt that Yurou might have more power to speak here than she did.

However, it should be like this, she is just a stand-in.

No, according to what Fu Zhiyuan said, a double is not considered a substitute, her fate is only to die of old age in this palace.

Yurou gently undressed her, and there were pear blossoms floating in the tub.

"Imperial Concubine, when I see you today, I feel that the real person looks better than the picture." Yurou said while scrubbing her body.

She saw that Zhang Anchu's skin was better than snow, comparable to the pear blossoms in the bathtub, and her skin was delicate, which really made her envious.

She thought to herself, as long as she is a woman, she must be envious.

Zhang Anchu frowned slightly, hearing what Yurou said meant something, as if she didn't know that she was a counterfeit.

Is it?

Fu Zhiyuan didn't tell them?

They don't know the inside story?
"Don't you find it strange that you have been guarding the empty hall?" Zhang Anchu calmed down and asked tentatively.

"What's so strange about this? The imperial concubine has been keeping a filial piety and praying for the emperor. She has always been pure-minded, and she came back suddenly today, which really shocked the slaves." Yurou laughed while scrubbing her body.

Only then did Zhang Anchu understand that Fu Zhiyuan was hiding it from everyone.

Youzhou is far away from the capital, even if the news about my sister is well-informed, there is no guarantee that nothing will be missed, and I can't guarantee that the news sent must be correct.

"It's just..." Yurou took a closer look, Zhang Anchu's face was truly stunning, but it was still not the same as in the painting.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Anchu looked at her stammering, and asked suspiciously.

"It's just that the imperial concubine in the painting has a tear mole under her eye, why doesn't the real person have one?" Yurou was surprised at this place.

However, moles can also be removed. You need to find a woman with moles, bake them in the fire with a needle, and burn them bit by bit. When the wound scabs and heals, the moles will disappear.

However, the pain is unbearable, and few women will have moles.

As far as she knew, the imperial concubine had been keeping a pure heart, so how could she get a mole?
Zhang Anchu caressed the corners of his eyes, indeed, the difference between the person in the painting and her was just this one mole.

"It's just that the emperor likes it. I don't have a mole." Zhang Anchu felt a pain in his heart for a moment. Perhaps, this is the only way to prove that he is Zhang Anchu.

Yurou nodded, it turned out that the emperor liked it, and the imperial concubine herself did not have moles.

"However, imperial concubine, you are already in a high position, and you can no longer call yourself me in the palace." Yurou reminded cautiously.

Zhang Anchu saw that she spoke so cautiously, probably because she was worried that she would get angry, so she said, "I just entered the palace, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to it. I need Yurou to remind me a little bit later."

"Slaves shouldn't mention it. This servant is just a court lady, you are the master." Yurou looked anxious when she heard what she said, and she couldn't bear to mention this word.

"Yurou, you don't have to be so careful in front of me." Zhang Anchu closed his eyes, at this moment, if he was in the Beiping Marquis Mansion, he should have already laid down and slept.

"Well, this servant will definitely serve the imperial concubine well in the future." Yurou said softly, seeing that Zhang Anchu closed her eyes and rested her mind, her movements became lighter.

Although Yurou has been in Wangyou Palace, she has never seen her real master, and this time is also the first time.

Seeing her today, she couldn't figure out the temperament of the imperial concubine, but she also felt that the imperial concubine was relatively indifferent to her.

Zhang Anchu really didn't have the mood to know too much. What Yurou said just now, she already understood what happened, so she didn't have anything to ask.

She still has to think about how to break this game.

Thinking in my heart, in the 36 tricks, when facing a powerful opponent, it is considered the best strategy.

However, it is obvious that being locked up here is impossible to get out, and this strategy is useless.

Perhaps, it can only be used if you are not insane.

After asking her elder brother Zhang Hongye that day, she had a new experience.

This is a no-way method, but it is better than no way.

Only by living can the possibilities be endless!
Use retreat as advance, so as to achieve a late attack.

The water temperature gradually became a little cooler, and Zhang Anchu took a similar bath, so she didn't think too much about it, she was too sleepy, so she lay down and went to sleep first.

When she woke up the next day, Zhang Anchu was thinking about the matter of the nanny and Siyu, she was going to ask Fu Zhiyuan if the matter had been settled.

She believed that this was just a trivial matter, and there was no need for Fu Zhiyuan to refuse to help.

However, she was afraid that Fu Zhiyuan would procrastinate, so she would procrastinate.

There are also her own things, although the Wangyou Palace is luxuriously built, but there is nothing of her own, and there is nothing she likes.

"Yurou, go find the emperor and tell me that I want to see him." Zhang Anchu ordered, she knew that she couldn't get out of Wangyou Palace now.

"Yes." Yurou agreed and left quickly.

Fu Zhiyuan was at the court at this time.

"Your Majesty, my younger sister encountered robbers on the way to the Beijing draft, and my third younger sister is still missing. I beg the Emperor to send troops to suppress the bandits!" Zhang Hongye stood up from among the officials and said.

Zhang Anchu was not only carefully cultivated by the Marquis of Beiping, but also his younger sister. Now that she is in danger, it is not enough to relieve her hatred if she does not smash the robbers into pieces!
"Your Majesty, how can there be robbers on this official road? It's too rampant. Your Majesty, please send troops to suppress the bandits." Prince Xiaoyao obviously has received the news. Today he got up earlier than anyone else. When he came to the palace, there was no Arrived alone.

The people who came one after another were surprised. Prince Xiaoyao seldom came to the court. Even if he came, he would report something, but he would not be the first to arrive like today. Why did Prince Xiaoyao come so early this time?
I'm afraid, what happened to Prince Xiaoyao today is not a trivial matter.

Listening to it now, it turned out to be such a trivial matter...

Fu Zhiyuan knew that someone would show up today, and said: "It's my fault. The Yong Dynasty was not governed well, and robbers were rampant. It's really audacious to dare to rob the palace through the pipeline and enter the palace to participate in the draft!"

"The matter of suppressing the bandits will be handed over to..."

Before Fu Zhiyuan finished speaking, he heard Prince Xiaoyao say: "Your Majesty, hand it over to me at this time, and I will definitely wipe out that gangster!"

Prince Xiaoyao thought simply, if he rescued the beauty from the bandits' lair, wouldn't it be a hero to save the beauty, but the beauty promised her with her body...

(End of this chapter)