Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 133: The beginning of love, you and me! Sister, you are so hot~
Zhang Chonghui didn't realize until he climbed over the wall that he seemed to have climbed in the wrong place...

It was true that this was my father-in-law's Zhao Mansion, but he should have looked through the front yard, but this seemed... to be the backyard?

The people in the backyard were all female relatives. Zhang Chonghui thought for a moment. In order not to be regarded as a gangster, he had better dig out again and then climb in from the front yard.

However, something unexpected happened. Just when Zhang Chonghui was about to climb up the wall again, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing under the old locust tree not far away...

Slowly turning his head to look, even though the night was hazy, Zhang Chonghui's excellent eyesight allowed him to clearly see the figure and appearance of the man.

With this petite figure and silly, cute little face, who else could he have besides his fiancée, whose reaction was slower than that of an ordinary person?
Zhang Chonghui actually wanted to pretend that he didn't see the other party and just climbed over the wall and left. But the premise is that the other party does not see him, or the other party does not see him clearly.

But judging from the current situation, Zhang Chonghui was almost certain that his fiancée's eyesight was no worse than his. Not only could she see him, but she could also see him very clearly.

Seeing that the unresponsive 'fiancée' was slowly opening her mouth, Zhang Chonghui realized that the other party had finally reacted and was frightened, and was about to scream!

At the same time, Zhao Lanying was quite shocked inside!
In recent days, she couldn't sleep well, thinking about her fiancé who had been given to death by His Majesty the Emperor.

Zhao Lanying didn't know whether the other party was still alive. She only knew that there was a large stack of glutinous rice paper made by herself. There was still a lot left, so much that she didn't even know what to write on it.

Zhao Lanying blinked, and her body that was still trembling from nervousness not only stopped shaking now, but even leaned towards Zhang Chonghui.

"I didn't mean any harm, I just accidentally went to the wrong place."

This time, Zhao Lanying's reaction was unusually quick, and she blinked her eyes clearly twice.

Zhao Lanying's fiancé, who was much taller than her, warned her very seriously, and her tone seemed more like a big sister giving advice to her little brother.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

No wonder Zhao Shizhen, the father-in-law, not only did not dislike his status as the "concubine of sinners", but was also so "unyielding" to his son-in-law who came to visit him. It turns out that the root of the problem lies here.

"Shh! Don't shout!"

Zhang Chonghui spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not understand. After making sure that the other party understood everything, he asked again:

Coincidentally, as soon as Zhao Lanying finished speaking, she heard someone talking outside the courtyard wall. After a while, she saw a man falling down from the wall.

"Well, you're so good."

However, before the sound could be heard, Zhao Lanying saw Zhang Chonghui rushing towards her at an extremely fast speed!
The little girl's reaction was slower than that of ordinary people. Before she even understood what was happening in front of her, her mouth was covered by the boy's broad palm!

Seeing that her fiancé was so 'obedient', Zhao Lanying was extremely happy. She gave Zhang Chonghui the warm Tang Pozi in her hand, and then she was willing to leave for a moment with peace of mind.

In order to prevent his fiancée from thinking that he was being a hooligan, he chose to let her sit down, but he still didn't let go of his hand covering her mouth.

Zhang Chonghui did not break his promise and decisively let go of his hand.

The daughter raised by a boudoir had never been so close to a man before. The instinctive nervousness made her delicate body tremble slightly, and her two thin legs were so frightened that they started to tremble.

Zhao Lanying was very fast, and soon she came back with a box in her hands. It seemed that he was afraid that his fiancé would choke, so he even brought a pot of water.

After searching all over the place to no avail, Zhao Lanying suddenly realized: "No, I didn't bring it with me!"

Zhao Lanying was really shocked! Shocked - this is so effective!

When I opened the food box, I saw that it was filled to the brim with sweets. The types were messy and scattered. It looked like they had just been found from different places and then put in randomly.

At the same time, Zhang Chonghui was dumbfounded. In fact, he could have supported Zhao Lanying, but if he did, more physical contact would inevitably occur.

Zhang Chonghui was not polite. Although he didn't like sweets, he had been hungry for so many days and filling his stomach was the right thing to do.

"Eat quickly, these are my favorites."

"You have to be obedient and wait here for me. Don't run around."

But after walking only a few steps, Zhao Lanying remembered that she seemed to have 'left behind' something, and quickly turned around and walked back.

"Don't shout, okay? Just blink twice if you can."

"God, please give me back my unmarried young husband, I beg you."

Hearing such an answer, Zhao Lanying seemed a little excited. She had forgotten that she was still sitting on the cold ground at this moment, and was just busy looking for something on herself.

"Did you have meal?"

Zhao Lanying, who couldn't sleep, was still writing letters. She wrote until it was late at night, until the maids and women were asleep, and until she discovered that it was snowing...

Looking at the dazed figure of his fiancée jumping away, Zhang Chonghui was really confused, but he could also tell that this little girl's reflex arc was a bit long and she was also a bit stupid.

The little girl smiled with crooked eyebrows and generously shared her favorite sweets.

The boy's slightly urgent bass sounded in her ears. Even though Zhao Lanying's brain had not yet realized what was going on, when the hot air sprayed on her auricles, the tingling sensation that penetrated her ears still made her blush instantly. Face.

With her whole body weak, the girl's body slid down like soft noodles, and she sat directly on the ground.

Zhang Chonghui was also stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

After the shock, she hurriedly opened her mouth to ask her fiancé, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, a question.

With the idea of ​​​​"treating a dead horse as a living horse", the little girl put on a cloak while no one noticed, hugged Mrs. Tang, and came to the old locust tree in the backyard alone, and knocked against the old locust tree. After several heads, I made another wish.

This man, if not her unmarried fiancé, who else could he be?

Looking at the early snowfall, Zhao Lanying suddenly recalled that her mother once told her that if you make a wish alone on the day of the first snowfall, you will have many efficacious wishes.

"Uh... no." Although Zhang Chonghui didn't know why his fiancée asked such a question, he hadn't eaten yet.

After saying that, she quickly got up, patted her clothes, and walked quickly towards the boudoir.

However, as soon as he let go, he saw Zhao Lanying open his mouth again. Just as he was about to cover it again, he heard the other party ask him a somewhat inexplicable question...

Seeing her fiancé chewing the delicacies she called 'delicious' like a swallowing machine without emotion, Zhao Lanying felt both distressed that the delicacies had been let down, and even more distressed for people.

"Are you starving?" Zhao Lanying asked with distressed eyes: "Did you eat the letter I wrote to you?"

Zhang Chonghui nodded: "Yes."

"Is it tasty?"

"good."

"I have a lot more, do you want to eat?"

"Next time."

"Well... by the way, if you come out this time, will you go back to jail?"

"It shouldn't be needed in a few years."

"Ah? In a few years? How many years from now will you still be in jail?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"I'm not afraid of being involved by you. I'm the head of the family, and I have to bear the burden of this family from now on! I'm just afraid of you... aren't you afraid of death?"

"Afraid, not afraid either."

"You can't die anyway. If you die, I'll have to be a widow. That's not okay."

"I'm full, thanks for the treat."

By this time, Zhang Chonghui had already eaten half the box of sweets, which were so sweet that his teeth felt sore, so he hurriedly drank some water to moisten them.

"Are you full now? Why don't you eat a little more?"

"No, thank you for the hospitality. I'll leave now and say goodbye."

"Hey! Wait!"

"Is there a problem?"

"This... no one is here, so why don't you just eat more?"

"But I'm full."

"But...but...I don't care! I don't think you're full yet!"

"..." "My father said, you have to listen to me!"

"..."

"Be good, listen to me, you have to eat more to grow stronger!"

The little girl is not being 'overbearing' in this way. It seems to be to make her fiancé eat more, but in fact, the girl's true thoughts have been exposed in the eyes of the old and cunning man.

Looking at the little girl's blushing face, Zhang Chonghui smiled and said: "I really can't eat anymore, but I can stay with you."

With her sweetheart revealing her thoughts so directly, the little girl was so embarrassed that her eyebrows lowered and her face turned even redder. Her onion fingers hidden in her big sleeves were wrapped around her, making her feel shy and coy.

"Then...then you don't need to eat..." After saying something very embarrassed, the little girl turned away delicately, too embarrassed to let her sweetheart see her hot red cheeks.

How can a man resist a beautiful woman acting like a spoiled child?
Zhang Chonghui couldn’t stand it anyway!
"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Zhang Chonghui came forward knowingly, and slowly raised his hand to place it on the red cheek, as if he wanted to touch it to see how hot the red cheek was, but he never really touched it.

Zhao Lanying was almost dying of embarrassment, but she did not retreat to avoid the other party. She only lowered her head shyly, exhaled like blue, and her face was as red as if it was dripping blood.

Looking at the hesitant big hand lingering by his cheek, Zhao Lanying suddenly recalled that not long ago, her lips and cheeks were touched by this hand.

It was not until this moment that Zhao Lanying truly realized that she seemed to have been taken advantage of by her fiancé!

At this time, the little girl was not only ashamed, but also a little angry. She couldn't help but blame the person in front of her: "You... you are frivolous about me!"

"Did I despise you?" Zhang Chonghui seemed confused and asked deliberately: "When did I despise you?"

"Just now!" Zhao Lanying was so angry that she stamped her foot, pointed at Zhang Chonghui's hand and complained:

"Just now, your hand touched my face, and you touched me... In short, you are scorning me! You are a scoundrel!"

"Oh, does this count as frivolous?" Zhang Chonghui asked indifferently, as if he didn't think so.

"Of course, this is the first time I've been touched by a strange man on the face in my life. You..." Zhao Lanying seemed to have noticed something was wrong as he spoke, and then asked: "You are so indifferent, should you?" You’ve touched many women’s faces, right?”

No man could escape similar soul torture, but Zhang Chonghui was not panicked at all.

Not only did he not panic at all, but he also changed his previous hesitant attitude and very directly and boldly placed his hand that was still lingering on the girl's delicate and tender cheek.

The young man's eyebrows seemed to be filled with deep affection. While looking at the other person hotly, he said slowly:

"I've only touched your face."

This sudden bold and ambiguous move directly blindsided the innocent girl.

For a moment, Zhao Lanying felt as if there was a magical power in her sweetheart's eyes that was bewitching her. She was so fascinated that she didn't even know what she was talking about.

"Really...really?"

"You do not trust me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just...just..."

"Just what?"

"I...nothing..."

"What should I call you?"

"You are younger than me, just... call me sister."

"elder sister?"

"Um……"

"Sister, your face is so hot."

"Um……"

"Sister, my face is cold, do you want to put it on to help cool you down?"

"Well...you are lying, your face is obviously not cold...well..."

"Sister, am I being frivolous to you like this?"

"Calculate……"

"Then I've already been frivolous towards you, what should I do? Otherwise, why don't you come back and be frivolous too?"

"This……"

"elder sister……"

"Well……"

A teenage girl who has just started to fall in love has never experienced such a posture, whether it is frivolous or not, at this moment it is all about your love and my willingness, and you and me.

……

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.

On this first snowy night, some people meet again after a long absence, while others face an eternal separation.

……

Forbidden City, Jingyang Palace.

The remote Jingyang Palace should have been spent in silence and desolation day after day as before.

The owner of Jingyang Palace, the concubine Wang who was not favored by the emperor, and his son Zhu Changluo, who was also not favored by the emperor, the mother and son should have been sleeping in an uneasy sleep as before.

However, at this moment, this honest mother and son are about to experience a long and lasting separation.

"Concubine! Concubine! I don't want to leave!" Zhu Changluo tightly tugged on Concubine Wang Gong's sleeves, with reluctance and fear written on her tearful face.

Concubine Wang Gong's face was also covered with tears of reluctance, but she could only tremble her lips and could not say a word.

Concubine Wang Gong is reluctant to let go of her son, but her son is going to be the prince. No matter how reluctant she is to let go, she can only let go...

Zhu Changluo cried louder and louder. Zhang Cheng, the eunuch who came to fetch people from the side, let out a long yawn and looked at Zhu Changluo who was crying and shouting, with a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.

However, no matter how impatient he is, Zhu Changluo is still a prince, and Zhang Cheng is just a slave, so he can only endure his temper and persuade:

"Your Highness, you will be the crown prince from now on. The crown prince cannot live in this harem. The emperor has arranged for you to live in Ciqing Palace. Please come with us as soon as possible."

Although Zhu Changluo was still young, he was not stupid. Even though he was crying, he retorted loudly: "Even if I want to be a prince! But the canonization ceremony has not been done yet! Why are you moving out in a hurry?"

Zhang Cheng was also questioned. After all, this is indeed the case. Not to mention that the canonization ceremony has not been carried out, and the imperial edict has not yet been issued to the six departments.

The reason why Zhang Cheng was so anxious to take people away in the middle of the night was, to put it bluntly, because of the hidden intentions of "certain people" and he didn't want Concubine Gong and her son to have an easy time.

"Your Highness, if you don't leave, I will offend you!"

Zhang Cheng was too lazy to delay any longer. Anyway, this prince would not be able to become emperor in the future. Instead of offending 'certain people', it would be better to directly offend this new crown prince!
"Come here, hurry up and take His Highness away from this place of right and wrong!"

Zhang Cheng gave the order directly, and soon someone came up, picked up the thin Zhu Changluo and left!
Zhu Changluo was too thin and too weak. He could only watch his biological mother getting farther and farther away from him while crying meaninglessly.

All he could do was cry and shout: "Father, I don't want to be a prince anymore, I want a mother. Father, I beg you, father..."

However, Zhu Changluo's emperor father could not hear his pleading.

His emperor father was currently on the dragon couch in the Qianqing Palace, tucking his younger brother Zhu Changxun into a quilt with great care, fearing that the cold wind on this first snowy night would get in even a little bit.

Zhu Changluo, who was wearing thin clothes, was carried out of Jingyang Palace. In this snowy night, with tears in his eyes, he saw with his own eyes that the main hall door of Jingyang Palace was completely locked by a rusty and broken lock.

Perhaps one day, he will be able to 'open' this lock with his own hands.

But then... maybe...

It's probably not too late.

(End of this chapter)