The cold noodle emperor and the pretty princess

Official Book & #8226; Zhuangfu

That Zhuang Yeyue rushed back to the mansion after being full of birds' anger, with tears of grievance in her eyes, she rushed towards her wing like a rocket.

Mrs. Zhuang always loved her daughter, so she kept calling after her, "Yeyue, Yeyue! What happened? Daixiu! Stop, miss, what happened?"

"Miss, she..." Dai Xiu didn't know what to say, and the flickering flickering of her words made Mrs. Zhuang even more suspicious.

"What's wrong, miss?"

"Miss, she had a bit of trouble with the Prince Regent."

"Yueyue, Yeyue!" Mrs. Zhuang knocked on the door and shouted anxiously, "Yeyue, what are you doing locking yourself in the room? Come out, tell mother what you want, mother will decide for you."

"Mother, leave me alone." Yeyue clutched her red and swollen right cheek, sobbing and roaring like a small animal, "You all go! Go!"

"Yueyue, Yeyue!"

"Ma'am, it's better to leave the lady alone and calm down."

"Crash!" The sound of a large piece of broken porcelain falling to the ground made Mrs. Zhuang take a few steps, then turned around suddenly, stared at the tightly closed door, and let out a long sigh.

Zhuang Yeyue crazily smashed all the things that could be smashed in the house, as if venting out of control, until——

Destroyed all over the place.

She sat in the ruins, with her legs crossed, her head buried in her knees, tears streaming down her face.

The scene just now flashed before his eyes again.

Snapped!A heavy slap fell heavily on her face.

The prince's eyes were full of loneliness and indifference: Do you dare to hit her?What right do you have to do something to her?Ridiculous!

Turning around, her eyes were filled with another kind of heart-breaking tenderness: Qin'er, how are you, does it hurt, let me see.Poor all red...

Zhuang Yeyue stroked her cheek with one hand and shed tears: Your lord, you hit me for this bitch?

Prince: Shut up!Don't say those two words again, or I won't let you go!

Qin'er stepped forward to stop the furious prince: "My lord, let me talk to Miss Zhuang."

Zhuang Yeyue's eyes were bloodshot, she waved her hands and roared: What else can I say!You slut doesn't know how to behave, and you seduced the prince behind the emperor's back. I will definitely tell the emperor about this matter, and I will definitely tell everyone in the world to know about it!You shameless whore!If I, Zhuang Yeyue, can't get it, I won't make it cheap for you!

Snapped!Yun Qin's slap fell on Zhuang Yeyue's pretty face.

I will tell you!Bengong himself doesn't care about anything!Bengong even picked this life, so would he care about losing his reputation?What people in the world think of me is their own business. To me, those passers-by, A, B, C, D, are just floating clouds!But this palace warns you, don't fall into the wrongness of the prince!If you ruin his reputation with nonsense, make the prince and the emperor turn against each other, and cause rift between brothers, I will be the first one to let you go!

With this palace's status in the palace today, it is easy to deal with you!You'd better not force Bengong to take action!As for you going to sue the emperor, you have to weigh your own weight and see if the emperor believes in you or me.I can also say that you are holding a grudge because of the Prince Regent's refusal to marry, and slandered the Prince Regent and my palace with insulting words!At that time, not only will you not be able to sue, but you will also be unable to eat and walk around!You'd better, don't make things difficult for the emperor, your father is the emperor's loyal subject, and I, like you, don't want to make trouble between them and his ministers because of trivial matters!

"Yin Ruqin!" The vase in Zhuang Yeyue's hand flew out and hit the big bronze mirror at the door hard.

"I will never let you go!"

"You snatched away my most beloved person, I will not let you go!" Zhuang Yeyue reached out to wipe her tear-filled face, crying and squatting down.

Before the hazy eyes, it seems to have returned to 15 years ago again.

That piece of snow-capped world.

Only three years old, she took short steps, hobbled in the snow, and looked at the lonely figure curiously.

At that time, he was only ten years old, and was punished by his aunt to kneel on the snow in the garden, with his back straight, his little face flushed from the cold, his eyebrows frowned, and he kept trembling, but he still refused to snort.

At that time, she was holding his frozen hands, ignoring that her aunt would get angry, and asked someone to carry him into the house.

The fire in the stove was burning very vigorously.

She was lying on the side of the bed with her little chin in her hands, pointing at his slender eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips with her little hand, watching him with a smile.

Brother Wang, Brother Wang!During those days living in the palace, she liked to follow behind him most, trotting all the way to catch up with his pace.No matter how fast he walked or how hard she chased, she felt very happy.

When she was parting, she asked the prince and brother: "I'm gone, will you miss me?"

He was a few steps away from her, looked at her faintly, smiled, and nodded vaguely.

She waved at his leaving back and yelled, swinging her short legs vigorously to catch up: "Brother Wang Ye, brother Wang Ye, when Yeyue grows up, when Yeyue returns to Beijing, will you marry Yeyue?"

Tears fell down.

Zhuang Yeyue hugged her body tightly, feeling weak and cold.Thinking about how stupid he is, he has never promised himself anything over the years.From the beginning to the end, he always had that alienated expression, and he never promised anything...

But when he looked at the imperial concubine, it was different. His eyes were so hot and wild, so attractive.

What I, Zhuang Yeyue, can't get!

I will destroy him with my own hands!

Lying on the bed, weeping until the sunset, with a hoarse voice, for a moment, I felt that I had lost everything, that everything I lost could never be recovered, that I could not grasp anything, that there was only sadness and loneliness, filling my chest , Like a heavy boulder, it's hard to breathe.

Jinghe Palace

It is late at night.

The two maids holding lamps put down the soft yellow curtain for Concubine Zhuang, turned off the lights, and bowed out of the room.

Concubine Zhuang never fell asleep. She stared at the soft tent hanging from the ceiling for a while, then slowly pushed aside the brocade quilt and sat up, lit a bright yellow glass lamp, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, and looked into the mirror. He caressed his aging face with one hand and stared at it for a moment.

She bent down, used a key to open an old black cabinet under her feet, and took out a small rosewood box very slowly.

Open the lid of the box.

Holding half of the exquisite white jade pendant with unparalleled carving in the world, he looked at it carefully for a while, then took out a purple jade wrench, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

The window was not closed properly.

The lingering wind penetrates into the house through the long carved lattice windows, and a trace of coolness slides into the heart.

moonlight.

It was fixed on half of her silent and gloomy face...