Hot Princess: The Prince Came to Hidden Marriage

Chapter 75
Twelve years ago, Gu Changsheng was six years old.

At that time, she was still a little girl carved in pink and jade, who was loved by thousands of people.

"Mother, I want to go around by myself." Chang Sheng asked Cui Qing to go around by himself.

After Cui Qingcong restrained her and sent someone to follow her, he went to Shoukang Palace to accompany the Queen Mother.

There are secret guards protecting Changsheng, she is the daughter of the Xiangfu, and the emperor and queen dowager dote on her, no one in the whole palace dares to disrespect her.

Changsheng wandered around by himself, and arrived at Yeting Palace somehow.

The palace in front of me has been desolate for ten years, and the palace walls are always so mottled.

Chang Sheng entered through the side door, and immediately saw the young man in Tsing Yi sitting under the tree.It was just winter, and the boy was wrapped in a thick cloak, staring at a stalk of withered grass on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hey?" Chang Sheng called out.

The other party turned his head, revealing an extremely astonishing face.At that moment, Changsheng seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, and remembered the mandala cinnabar that he had seen before, with a fatal temptation in his coquettishness.

Changsheng walked over, glanced at him, and said calmly, "My name is Gu Changsheng, what's your name?"

The other party just glanced at her, didn't speak, and continued to stare at the withered grass.

Changsheng didn't care, he just squatted aside and stared at the withered grass.

After half an hour, Changsheng left and said goodbye when he left.

After she left, an eunuch came from the dark and said in a low voice, "The one just now is Miss Cui's daughter."

His name is very interesting, he is not called Mrs. Cui Qinggu, but only Miss Cui.It can be seen that Cui Qing's most valuable person is not the wife of Xiangfu, but the young lady from the Cui family.

"Aunt Cui?" The young man whispered, "It's not very similar to Aunt Cui's temper."

……

"Mother, I met a brother in Lenggong today." Chang Sheng held Cui Qing's hand, his tone a little excited.

Leng Gong...

Cui Qing thought of Zhou Chen, and forced a smile, "If Changsheng likes that elder brother, you might as well go to the palace to accompany him more often. He can't get out of the cold palace, so he will inevitably be lonely."

Sister Wan entrusted Shen Er to her care before she died, but what about now?She couldn't do anything, it would be great if Changsheng could spend more time with him.

……

Since then, Changsheng entered the palace every now and then, and every time he went straight to the cold palace.

Zhou Chen didn't say a word to her in the previous month, and Chang Sheng didn't feel bored, so he simply did his homework on his desk.

"Ugly." Zhou Chen glanced at the words on the rice paper, and said a word coldly.

But Chang Sheng said indifferently: "Ugly is ugly, and beautiful handwriting can't be eaten."

She has been lazy in this area since she was a child, and if it wasn't really boring, she wouldn't be here silently.It's just that her father and mother let her do everything, and they don't force her to practice calligraphy.

"Write." Zhou Chen wrote a picture and asked her to practice it.

Chang Sheng listened to his words quite well, obediently copied a few pictures.When she was reborn, her mind naturally matured. After writing a few words, her handwriting was eighty percent similar to Zhou Chen's.

Zhou Chen remembered what Zhao Gui said, "I heard that Miss Gu's family didn't like to write since she was a child. Cleverness is cleverness, but her handwriting is not good enough. It's just that Miss Cui and the Queen Mother are in front. Who would dare to mock her for half a day?" sentence."

"Isn't it that you don't like writing?" Zhou Chen's fingertips turned cold, and he asked indifferently.

Chang Sheng didn't raise his head, his voice was still immature, and he said obediently: "I would like to listen to you."

Zhou Chen was silent for a while, then asked again, "Why?"

Changsheng raised his head and smiled, like the warm light of spring, "Because you are good-looking and eye-catching. I feel good when I see you. What is the reason?"

Zhou Chen's face turned cold, and he got up to leave.

But Chang Sheng fell into his arms like a little rascal, sat on his lap, hugged his waist coquettishly, "Oh, it's too cold today. Let's stay close to keep warm."

This side hall is very large, but there is only one charcoal basin.Changsheng wrote a few words here, his hands turned red from the cold.

She is only a little girl of a few years old, but her kung fu of pestering people is first-rate.

Zhou Chen wanted to push her away, but for some reason he hugged her gently instead.

When winter came and spring came, Chang Sheng just stayed with Zhou Chen like this, and sometimes he just stayed there when he was too late to play.

……

"Miss Gu hasn't come for a while." Zhao Gui stared at the door and couldn't help sighing, "That's right, the cold palace is desolate, how can she stay like a child."

As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhou Chen standing behind him, his face pale.

Zhao Gui's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately smiled and said, "Your Highness, the weather is getting warmer and warmer. The servant brought some flowers from other places, and you will be happy to see them."

"Is this place very boring?" Zhou Chen asked expressionlessly.

He talks less and only reads.Apart from the weeds, the cold wind, and the occasional wailing of a mad woman from other places, there is nothing left in the cold palace.

And outside...

"I'll go to Dongshi at night. It's very lively there. There's a lot to eat and play."

"Sometimes I take a boat to play on the Yudai River. It's quiet and very comfortable."

Changsheng's crisp voice still rang in her ears, and her words were full of the lively world outside.

She has always been a child who likes to be lively, and she is unwilling to be lonely when she is studying, and she reads all novels.Poetry, calligraphy and painting are all good, thinking about playing all day long.

Sometimes Zhou Chen couldn't help thinking, among the ladies from famous families in Chang'an, which one was not brilliant.How could a little girl like her be able to marry when she grows up.

But when he saw Chang Sheng's immature face lying by the window, he thought, "It doesn't matter if I can't get married, then I will marry her."

Zhou Chen stood in a daze in the bleak autumn wind, from sunrise to sunset, day by day.For five whole days, the West Hall was unbelievably quiet, and Chang Sheng's figure never appeared.

……

On the seventh day, Zhou Chen had dinner at night and sat alone at the desk to read.Suddenly heard a strange noise, looked up, the window was pushed open.

Small bundles were thrown in from the window one after another. Zhou Chen was holding the scroll, his finger bones turning white.

He stared at the window, and it didn't take long.I saw Chang Sheng wearing a green suit, crawling in from the window wheezing.

Leaving the door open, he loves to climb the window.I don't know where I read obscene words and songs, but I came up with a sentence, "Climb up the window in the middle of the night, stealing incense and jade, which made Zhou Chen dumbfounded.

Five small bundles were scattered under the window, which should have been brought into the palace for her by the servant girl who served her.

Chang Sheng dragged and dragged the small bundle to the desk, looked at Zhou Chen and grinned, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, like a naive little beast.

She walked over in three or four steps, plunged into Zhou Chen's arms, and said with a smile: "I miss you so much."

(End of this chapter)