the emperor is my uncle

"There are so many things you haven't thought of."

Of course I know the consequences of contradicting Fu Donglou, especially when he seems to be in a bad mood, this kind of behavior is tantamount to courting death.

But thinking of the swarm of concubines just now, they came just after Fu Donglou's order, and I suddenly felt an inexplicable displeasure.

People are really weird.When I thought I was the real princess, I flattered and flattered those imperial aunts in every possible way, and I wished I could turn into the most inoffensive little white rabbit in front of them.

But once I knew that I was not the princess, my mentality became very indifferent, and I felt that these concubines were just a group of ordinary women, and the man they served together even kissed me... It was weird no matter how I thought about it Yes, but I can't tell what's wrong.

I'm not feeling well, and naturally I don't want to make others feel comfortable. Even if I'm not the real princess, my unreasonable and awkward personality has already been deeply ingrained, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to get rid of it forever.

I slowly got out of bed and walked towards Fu Donglou. The thick long skirt was ankle-length, embroidered with brocade phoenixes, and was about to soar.He asked me to be the princess well, and I will be, "The princess Xiyuan sees the emperor, and the emperor is blessed."

I didn't salute him, it was like talking casually.

"It's really beyond my expectation. Could it be that your feelings for him have really changed?"

Fu Donglou must be referring to Lian Zheng. It seems that what the concubines said just now, and my attitude of not denying it, were all conveyed to him by the eyeliner without reservation.

In the past, I was very resistant to Lian Zheng, maybe because there was a bigger stimulus that defeated me, so the name Lian Zheng can no longer affect my calmness.The only thing that can affect my emotions now is this person in front of me.

It stands to reason that the eyeliner is placed around enemies and hidden dangers, so what kind of a small character like me is it?It's really enough to bother him!

I didn't answer Fu Donglou's "serious" or "not serious", but met his eyes accurately, there were countless undercurrents surging in it, but I turned a blind eye to them, and avoided answering by asking, "I don't know. What is the reason for the emperor's visit late at night?"

Fu Donglou's expression was even more stinky than the stinky tofu that had been covered for three months, "Fu Xingan, is this the way you talk to me?"

Perhaps in the long life of the court, some people who are not afraid of the power of the emperor are always needed to stimulate the mind of the emperor, so as to add some color to the spiritual realm of the king of the country.

I knelt straight down, without any fear in my voice, "The emperor calms down, my daughter deserves death."

Due to lack of exercise, my knee joints made a "click" when I knelt down, which was even more harsh in the silent hall.

"you!"

I feel like I'm going to piss him off...

Before Fu Donglou walked away, as if his whole body was burning with flames, he frowned and threw a letter into my arms, then said to me: "Your!"

This imperial figure that comes with ice and then leaves with fire is really cool. If you want to blame it, you can blame Jiang Shenzhu for misleading me, so that I can be so cheap, ha.

The envelope was not sealed tightly, and on the outside was written the four big characters "Cherish Fate and Dear Parents". I was puzzled and took a look, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

【Xi Yuan:

Everything is going well, except for Siqing.

It's cold at night, you must cover yourself with a quilt.

——Lian Zheng] I suddenly realized something.The concubines said that I missed Lian Zheng, but I didn't deny it; and Lian Zheng's letter to me also proved that he missed me.In Fu Donglou's eyes, it's no wonder that he came with the night and said that sentence as soon as he opened his mouth.

It's not a coincidence, it's fate.

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On the ninth day of December in the sixth year of Tianshou, snowflakes fell.

This is the first snow this year, a little later than in previous years.

I was wearing a thick ivory-white cotton gown. The neckline and cuffs of the clothes were embroidered with complicated royal patterns. This was hand-made for me by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in a hurry. Warm to the heart.

Because, I think of mother, let me continue to call her mother in my heart for the time being... Although she is gambler, she is very good at needlework, no matter what the pattern is, such as the fat chicken and Toad, my mother can miraculously embroider the red carps and cranes on our clothes.

So, every winter, Fu Baobao and I can wear her handicrafts in front of the servants.Hey, it would be great if I could leave the palace and return to the palace...

Staring at the distance quietly in the heavy snow, it can appear [-]% more sad than usual.

The round-faced court lady handed me the hand stove, "Princess Xiyuan, the slave has finished filling the charcoal, please warm your hands."

"Well," I took it lightly, and seeing her pleasant face, I talked to her, "What's your name?"

"The servants in the harem were originally serving the empresses. The empresses sent the slaves back and forth, and each of them gave the slaves a name, but in the end the slaves were transferred to the emperor's palace to serve them. No one of the slaves dared to offend, so they did it. I don't know my own name."

"You served in the emperor's palace, didn't he give you a name?"

"The emperor always calls his slaves 'that who', which is very convenient and easy to remember."

"Hey..." I was even more melancholy, because of the woman's fate, "This princess gave you a name, and you will be called Yuanyuan from now on."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu thanked the Princess."

I sighed again, "Hey..."

Just at this moment, Prince Chongzhong, whom he had not seen for a long time, jumped out from nowhere. "I really can't stand it anymore, why are women always like this! There is Lin Biaozi in this book, who has been sick for a long time, that is, you sigh like this, and you want to cry when you see everything. I hate being so sticky and wet. Damn woman, sweetheart, you have changed!"

It was the crown prince who had really changed. His chubby little face began to look thinner, and even his brows showed a bit of heroism.But looking at the Crown Prince Chongzhong in front of me, I vaguely felt that he was possessed by the old-fashioned Taifu.

"...a child whose hair hasn't fully grown is not qualified to talk about women." I replied to him.

The prince complained to me: "You are blatantly discriminatory!"

I admitted calmly, "I am."

-------------------------------------------------- -----(Small Theater 2: "Doomsday" reporter Forsythia: What will you do the day before the end of the world?

Lian Zheng: Kill the enemy.

Prince: What is the end of the world?

Jiang Huai: I must find a few [beep———] together [beep———], anyway, it’s the last day, if I don’t announce [beep————] during the day, I’ll be in vain in this world What happened~ (To take care of underage readers, mosaics must be available) Dear heart: One day before the end, I will first tear down the walls of Shengun’s house and then eat all the chickens in the Wangfu side courtyard, and then I will encourage Chongzhong and Sanyuan Together, Sixi spit at Fu Donglou and threw stones at the Three Character Classic!In this way, I will die without regret!

Fu Donglou was expressionless.

Reporter Lianqiao: If the end doesn't come, what will you do?

Lian Zheng: Continue to kill the enemy.

Prince: You still haven't told me what the end is?

Jiang Huai: If you don't come... If you don't come, you can make up your body and retire from the romantic world for a while.

darling:……

Fu Donglou: I don't care what will happen if the end of the world does not come, I only know that if the end does not come, the next day will be the end of Fu Xingan.

Reporter Forsythia: ...Uncle, you won. )

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