Hall of Fame

Chapter 2 The Princess

"Changle..."

"Changle..."

In the hall, a touch of sandalwood is burning in the auspicious animal triangular incense burner on the chicken wing wooden table, and a crocodile twirled tent is hung on the couch, embroidered with beads and silver thread begonia flowers all over the tent. The person lying on the pillow frowned, extremely unsteady.

An eager voice sounded in her ears, calling her Changle every sentence.

presumptuous!

In Gao Changle's life, he has changed many respectful titles, but each time is getting longer.

She was born as a noble first princess, and after the death of the first emperor, she became the eldest princess, and then her five-year-old younger brother ascended the throne, and canonized her as the regent eldest princess.

Even later, everyone who met her had to call her Your Highness.

Who would dare to call her by her name, Chang Le?

Are you dying?
The constant weeping in my ears made the beauty on the bed of agarwood carved with flowers inexplicably irritated, and finally couldn't help but opened her eyes and shouted, "Shut up."

"It's noisy."

"What is it like to cry and cry?!"

Gao Changle's brows were sullen, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Those clear and sparkling eyes were subconsciously sharp and majestic, but just for a while, the watery almond eyes were a little surprised.

What catches the eye is the red sandalwood tortoise shell dowry inlaid with colorful shells and carved flowers beside the bed, and the peach blossoms in the celadon vase placed on the hollow window tallow next to it are in full bloom, and the Shu embroidered flower and bird screen is placed opposite.

On the occasion of her 13th birthday, Qi Wenyuan, the eldest son of the Duke of Qi, ordered Jiangnan Xiuniang to embroider it for three months.

The ones crying around her in front of her are her maids who used to be the princess...

And... Concubine Cao Shu with a bewildered face...

"Chang... Changle, what's wrong?"

Concubine Cao Shu was terribly frightened, with a tangled expression on her face, she looked at Gao Changle tentatively, and asked weakly.

Didn't she die too?
Is it a dream?

But all the scenes are extremely familiar, the Changle Hall of Hehuan Palace where she lived before she was placed under house arrest.

Can't beat yourself while alive?How dare you come to pester her after death?

Gao Changle glanced contemptuously at Concubine Cao Shu, even if she had another life, she would have nothing to fear.

But why does my head hurt so badly?

Gao Changle gasped in pain, and subconsciously reached out to support his forehead, but the outstretched hands were so stiff in midair.

Her hand was injured.

When Nanling was assassinated, the white horse under her was frightened and dragged her for a long time in a jungle full of thorns. Later, Gao Changle jumped off the horse at the right time to be safe. Since then, her hands have been completely destroyed, leaving behind many Leaving aside the scars, he could hardly raise his strength.

But now?
The pale jade fingers are slender, the nails on the fingertips are crystal clear like jade, and the delicate and fair skin reveals a word to Gao Changle, young...

Gao Changle raised his head and looked at the red and swollen scar on the forehead of the beauty in the mirror, his apricot eyes were full of shock, this seemed to be...

Before Gao Changle could react, the court lady Zhu Cui hurriedly pushed the door and entered
"Your Highness, are you awake?"

"The emperor was furious when he heard the news of your injury. He has already dragged that damned little eunuch out to beat him. Now he is punishing him to kneel in front of Chenghuan Palace. Do you think the punishment is not enough? Do you want your servant to call him back?"

Zhucui bowed respectfully in front of Gao Changle, and cautiously probed. Concubine Cao Shu, who was dazed by the side, also looked embarrassed, and quickly recovered, looked at Gao Changle with a smile on her face, and said in a friendly voice, "Changle, what do you think?" ? Does your head still hurt?"

"But there is still something uncomfortable, even if you tell Madam Cao, Madam Cao will order someone to come and treat you. Falling from such a high place is not a trivial matter. You must not be careless, or you will fall to the root of the disease in the future. It's troublesome."

Gao Changle put down his hands that were stiff in mid-air, his dark eyes narrowed into a slit, but his eyes lingered on Concubine Cao Shu's face.

There is no trace of time on the delicate face, and a pair of red phoenix eyes are slightly raised when talking, which is charming, well maintained, and exquisite figure, it is completely impossible to tell that she has given birth to a princess.

Falling from such a high place?

The damned little eunuch was punished to kneel in front of Chenghuan Palace?

All kinds of news combined together.

A thought flashed through Gao Changle's mind.

Chengze for 13 years.

She is 13 years old.

For some reason, she may not have died, and she has returned to ten years ago.

Gao Changle remembers that year very clearly, she was playful herself, and when she heard that it was a good time for peach blossoms to bloom, she thought of climbing to the highest branch and picking two branches for her father to put in the Qianqing Palace. , I didn't want to, but accidentally slipped on the sole of my foot and fell down.

The little eunuch kneeling in front of Chenghuan Palace...

Li Shao? !
Li Shao went to save him out of good intentions, but in order to hold him, he almost became a meat pad, and his arm was injured by the rockery.

But because he was in a coma and couldn't explain it, he was severely punished by Concubine Cao Shu, and the enmity between the two of them was also forged at that time.

It is midsummer right now, the marble in front of the gate of Chenghuan Palace is hot and hot, kneeling on it will tear the skin even if it is not useless, bleeding some, and cannot get out of bed for several days.

Gao Changle's Liu Mei frowned subconsciously, feeling inexplicably annoyed, and lifted off the makeup covering her body, ignoring the flattering Concubine Cao Shu beside her, and got down to the ground.

"Changle."

"What's wrong? Where are you going?"

Cao Shuying looked at Gao Changle with concern, her eyes were full of worry and distress, "You are still injured, if you feel that kneeling is not enough to vent your anger, just tell Cao Niangniang, Cao Niangniang will go for you again Clean up that little eunuch!"

"Even the princess can't take care of her well, so what's the use of keeping him!"

Where Gao Changle couldn't see, Concubine Cao Shu's charming Danfeng eyes flashed fiercely.

Gao Changle paused, watching Concubine Cao Shu's performance with cold eyes.

Although she had already adjusted her tone and demeanor, after all, it was those seven or eight years that made the habits she developed not so easy to change.

Gao Changle tried hard to recall what he should have looked like ten years ago.

Unruly?

Arrogant?

capricious?
There is also a little bit of...innocence!
It should be the word innocent.

Her mother, the Yuan Empress of the Great Wei Dynasty, died of dystocia after giving birth to the Seventh Prince.

At that time, in the harem, Cao Ronghua, who was closest to her mother, was the first to show off and gradually became favored.

Cao Ronghua is very good at life.

Not only did she coax her father, Emperor Long, to be happy, but also for this unruly, arrogant and self-willed...

There are also some naive princesses who are more accommodating, tolerant and sheltered in every way, even more careful and thoughtful than their own princesses, just like their own mothers.

It wasn't until many years later that Gao Changle understood why Concubine Cao Shu didn't like her at all, but the reason why she was able to put herself at the center of everything and think of herself everywhere was nothing more than two words...

to kill.

(End of this chapter)