Traitor Concubine Growth Manual

Chapter 161

The princess is here.

On the day Gu Huanyang was born, the amorous emperor was teasing a court lady serving tea in the imperial study.

Half an hour ago, Eunuch Li reported outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is news from Haoyang Palace that Li Guifei has started giving birth."

At that time, the emperor was reviewing the papers, and waved his hand casually, upset, "I will report after the birth."

Li Guibin?Who is Li Guibin?
The emperor only spent a moment searching in his mind, but he couldn't figure out why, and continued to review the papers distractedly.

There are countless beauties in the harem, and this concubine Li Gui is pregnant for ten months, which means that she has not been favored for ten months. The emperor has new loves over and over again, how can he remember who she is?

While laughing and laughing with the court lady, Eunuch Li came again, this time to report to the emperor that Li Guifei gave birth to a little princess.

The emperor is only in his early twenties, and this little princess is his first child.

He didn't want to talk to him, but he heard from Eunuch Li that the Empress Dowager wanted him to go to Haoyang Palace no matter what.The emperor is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but he still has some fear of the mother who raised him from a young age.

His face darkened, and he walked out of the door cursing.

The palace maid had a look of spoiled good things, hating herself for her bad luck.

The emperor has been a passionate person since he was a child. When he was 13 years old, he slept with his bed-in-law. When it comes to adding newcomers, eunuchs and maids come second, and concubines are the most important thing. There are new loves every year.

It stands to reason that the passionate person is also the most merciless person, but it is strange to say that when this passionate and merciless emperor saw the tiny baby in the nanny's arms, his hardest heart was suddenly crushed by something. Hit, become soft and moist.

At that time, Gu Huanyang was still in his infancy, trying very hard to open his eyes, crying loudly to show his presence, it was such an ugly look that somehow touched the emperor's heart, and it was out of control ever since .

The emperor gave him the name Huanyang, as the name suggests, this is the little sun that brings him joy.

It can be said that Huanyang was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Although her mother died of dystocia, she was favored by the emperor since she was a child.

The ruthless emperor is easy to change his heart towards anyone, but he is only obedient to her. He is afraid of falling when holding it in his hand, and afraid of melting when he holds it in his mouth.

When he was five years old, because of his mischievousness, Huanyang fell while running around in the imperial garden, knocked his forehead on the flower bed, cut a big hole, and bled a lot. The emperor locked them up and imposed a hundred boards on each of them.

If the Queen Mother hadn't appeared in time, maybe the two of them would have died.

Under such doting, Huanyang gradually became an arrogant and self-willed but simple and savage princess, who was domineering in the palace and no one dared to provoke her.

At the age of 15, she finally met the first wish in her life that could not be easily fulfilled.

At that time, all the courtiers and noble relatives were rushing to the Huayan Hall to attend the emperor's state banquet. After impatiently accepting the court lady's meticulous attire, Huanyang finally ran out impatiently.

The imperial garden in March is full of flowers and plants, but it is not attractive to her.

In the past 15 years, every spring has been accompanied by these beautiful scenery, and there is nothing new at all.

However, it was on such an ordinary day that she encountered an extraordinary scene.

The man stood tall and straight under the pear tree. He was dressed in bright white, with black hair draped over his shoulders. The darkness was like the night sky.

There was a wind blowing his hair, but he didn't care about letting the black hair fly, and the pure white pear blossoms of a tree fell down one after another, amazed the bees and butterflies around him.

Just such a back view caused Huanyang to lose his mind for a moment for no reason, and she ordered the maid to shout loudly: "The princess is here-"

But that man seemed unheard of, just standing under the tree, with a calm posture and a slender back.

She yelled at him: "He Fang Xiaoxiao, why didn't you kneel down when you saw this princess?"

So amidst her shouts, the man turned around casually, dressed in plain clothes, but his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like black ink, and his face was so handsome that he was not like ordinary people.

Hearing what she said at this moment, he seemed to be amused and curled the corners of his lips, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

"My minister greets the princess."

He was obviously smiling, but it didn't look like he was smiling at her, it was just a casual smile, and even the voice of greeting was lazy, as if he was perfunctory to her.

Huanyang obviously envied his smile, but for no reason he hated him for being perfunctory.

She stepped forward and stomped on him viciously, "He Fang Xiaoxiao, how dare you look around here? I think you must have malicious intentions and plans!"

The man looked at her in surprise, and then his smile grew stronger. He shook his head and said: "I am not very familiar with the road in the palace. I was going to the Huayan Palace to have a banquet, but I was on the way to enjoy the flowers, but I didn't know it." How did you come here? I offended the princess, and I hope the princess will forgive me."

He smiled casually again, obviously apologizing, but there was only Luoluo Qingfeng in his eyes, without fear or apology.

Huanyang understood in an instant that this person was not bold and was trying to perfuse her, but that he really didn't care about these so-called red tapes at all.

There was no flattery or fear of ordinary people towards her in his smile, and there was only her reflection in his clear eyes.

He smiled nicely at her, and his voice seemed to be the most gentle jade in the world.

Huan Yang asked him by accident, "What's your name?"

"Zhuo Ding'an, the new Minister of War."

For the first time, the little girl under the pear tree did not get angry or domineering. Instead, she said loudly: "I like you very much, how about you?"

This time Zhuo Ding'an was taken aback, then smiled and looked at the inexplicable little princess, "This is the first time we meet, and the princess likes Wei Chen? Wei Chen is really ashamed."

Unexpectedly, the little princess even said inexplicably: "A man should be like you, not slavish, flattering, and ugly. I think you are my true son as the emperor said."

Zhuo Ding'an had never encountered such a strange thing before, seeing that it was getting late, sooner or later he would be late, so he hurriedly bid farewell to the princess and left.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, he heard the little girl behind him say with certainty: "I'll wait for you to marry me."

Almost staggered under his feet, Zhuo Ding'an's heart trembled.

Fortunately, he has always been informal, so he can't afford this kind of joke, so he waved to the princess without looking back, "Let's talk about it when you grow up."

Princess Huanyang grew up in the day after day of being honored and doted on, except... Her life became busy and fulfilling.

She began to pester the female officer in the embroidery room to teach her how to sew some embroidery, and finally looked at the messy brocades in her hands and sighed for a long time, and then she had an idea and snatched the pair from the female officer's hand.

That afternoon, she appeared at the gate of Zhuo Ding'an's mansion, "Hey, Zhuo Ding'an! I made you a token of love!"

The people in the mansion were practicing calligraphy, and their hands trembled when they heard the words—the enemy came again.

She started pestering her father-in-law in the imperial dining room to teach her how to make desserts, but in the end she was covered in flour, but seeing the pile of inedible things in front of her was very angry, and finally ran out of the palace happily with the dessert made by her father-in-law.

"Zhuo Ding'an, I brought you a love pastry made by myself!"

She was so careless and didn't avoid suspicion, but she was very assertive in everything she did since she was a child, even if she went out of the palace several times, the emperor would let her go, but sent the best guards to protect her.

Of course, the emperor, who was busy pampering the concubines in the harem, naturally didn't know that his daughter came out of the palace to chase after his lover, and thought that she was just as playful as before, and liked to join in the fun.

At the beginning, Zhuo Ding'an just felt helpless and funny for this princess who couldn't be driven away, but a brief meeting made the high-ranking princess believe that he was the one she wanted to marry. Said it was a joke.

But no matter what, he never expected that she would be the kind of person who would persevere in pursuing her once she was identified.

Perhaps it was because she was born in good times since she was a child, and she never had a wish that could not be fulfilled, because the father who doted on her and loved her would definitely try to pick off the stars in the sky, but now she met someone who couldn't pick it off. Zhuo Ding'an, this made her refuse to give up no matter what.

This is the first destination in her life that needs to be reached by her own efforts. She has been poisoned and addicted, and it is up to him.

One month, two months.

One year, two years.

At the age of 17, Huanyang was already a big girl, she was as beautiful as the members of the Gu family, even for Zhuo Dingan who seemed to never stop waiting for her, she learned something that she never expected to master in her life Skill.

She has been able to embroider some decent things, and she can also make something that is not very delicious, but it can still be full to eat. She ran to Zhuo Ding'an's house twice in three days, obsequious as if she just stole fishy food. Little Fox.

"Zhuo Ding'an, look, today I asked the master to teach me how to make hibiscus cake!"

"Hey, take a look, I've been working on it for a long time, will you die if you take a look?"

"...Since you've seen everything, it doesn't matter if you eat a piece, right?"

"Nonsense! How can it poison people to death? I'll eat it first and show you. If you don't die, you can eat the whole box!"

She lived so carefree, she didn't care about everyone's eyes, she just chased the stars in her own eyes wholeheartedly.

It's not that Zhuo Ding'an couldn't see the needle holes in her hands, nor did he not know how the blisters on her wrists came out, as well as those cuts from the knife, and her bruised eye circles.

After two years of dedication, even a hardened heart will be moved by her, let alone Zhuo Ding'an is not that kind of person?

He saw her dedication and her growth.

She is not just the willful princess at the beginning, at least when she has a goal, she finally understands that she can get everything she wants only by her own efforts.

She would open her eyes wide and say to him: "Your handwriting is so beautiful!"

But this is not just a compliment, but also a self-encouragement.

When he was practicing calligraphy, she also copied it. At first he thought it was just her whim, but she persisted like this. In the past two years, her calligraphy has become more and more similar to his, but more beautiful and smaller than his .

He wrote such a poem:

The sorrow of Suo Li is endless, and when it comes, Mo Shang is the first smoke.The embroidered curtain man reads far away, secretly shedding tears, weeping to send the levy wheel.The long pavilion is in the eyes, and it is more heavy, far away from the water and lonely clouds.But looking at the extremely high building, you can see the king and grandson all day long.

Ecstasy.After the pond farewell, Zeng Xingchu, green jealous light skirt.At that time, holding plain hands, the random flowers flew in the catkins, and walked slowly in the fragrant grass.Zhu Yankong reformed himself, looking forward to the year, and the fragrance will grow new.All over the green fields, play and sleep drunk, don't lose your youth.

And she copied it countless times, until the servant girls in the mansion couldn't tell which one was written by her and which one was written by Zhuo Ding'an.

More than that, she told Zhuo Ding'an with her actions that her liking for someone is not just a simple liking, she is willing to get close to his life from every aspect and share everything about him.

Such a childish but stubborn and simple girl, don't like... How is it possible?

Then everything was finally as it was at the beginning of the story, after Zhuo Ding'an and Huan Yang finally came together, but because the emperor had an affair with Zhuo Ding'an's mother, everything became unreasonable.

Later, in order not to delay her son's life, Zhuo's mother ran away from home, but was murdered by an adulterer and died in the wilderness.

Zhuo Ding'an was sent to the frontier by the emperor and became the so-called General Ding Yuan, while Huan Yang stayed in the capital, and was later found pregnant and married Qin Shu.

Many tragedies actually started not because of anyone's malice, but because of good intentions, as if the emperor died of illness soon, but before he died, he never expected that the son-in-law he worked so hard to find for his daughter would harm his daughter's life today.

Later, when Zhuo Ding'an and Huanyang came together again, but suddenly faced with the war provoked by Xijiang and Rouran, Huanyang finally said to him recklessly: "Everyone knows that the eldest princess is dead, stay In the capital, people will find out sooner or later. Take me to the border with you, and you will die together. If you survive by luck, you will never come back again."

They missed a full 15 years. The pain and memories in 15 years have been too deep and tragic, and one more moment of separation is torture.

So Huan Yang finally pretended to be his personal attendant and went to the front line with Zhuo Ding'an.

When he went out to fight, she waited anxiously in the big tent.

He returned safely, and she was able to thank God for a moment of relief.

Even if you don't know what the future holds, a moment of day and night and a moment of stability can temporarily soothe people's hearts.

On the day the war ended, Gu Qi faked his death, Zhuo Ding'an finally did not return to Beijing, but resigned from office, and spent his old age in the general's mansion on the border.

From now on, there will be no Gu Huanyang, no princess, no great general Dingyuan in this world.

Some are just a couple in distress who finally get along day and night after going through a lot of hardships. She is no longer the flowery little girl of the past, and he is no longer the calm and unrestrained noble son under the pear tree of the past.

She broke away from rich clothes and fine food, and learned to be peaceful and forbearing; he experienced the baptism of war and became resolute and steady.

There may be a couple in the world who respect each other as guests from the beginning to the end, and they have experienced separation and reunion that ordinary people have never imagined, and finally waited for this day to stay together.

One day when Zhuo Dingan was practicing calligraphy, Huan Yang laughed at him: "The more you write, the uglier you are, it's not as good as mine."

"Then you come." He smiled and handed her the pen.

Huanyang didn't refuse either, and came to write as soon as he wrote, with neat and beautiful strokes, exactly the same as his previous strokes.

Zhuo Ding'an's eyes gradually softened, and he pressed close to her ear and asked her, "How long have you been copying?"

He asked endless questions, but she answered them well.

"15."

Since he left, the calligraphy and paintings he left behind are her only remembrances. Even if she became an even more domineering princess again, she never stopped chasing after him.

During those days of quarreling with Qin Shu, she could only find a moment of peace in the study, taking out his handwriting and tracing it bit by bit, looking for the old days.

For 15 years, she wrote the same calligraphy and painting, and the same poem for 15 years, blended into her life, and could never wash away his traces.

When Zhuo Ding'an was desperately fighting on the battlefield again and again, she was practicing calligraphy.

She was practicing calligraphy when he was seriously injured and passed out countless times and almost couldn't open his eyes anymore.

He suffered so many injuries and neglected to practice calligraphy for 15 years, while she gradually became the old him.

It is said that two people in love will get closer and closer, perhaps in this way, it is also a kind of closeness.

Huanyang smiled, and wrote a poem on the rice paper stroke by stroke:

The sorrow of Suo Li is endless, and when it comes, Mo Shang is the first smoke.The embroidered curtain man reads far away, secretly shedding tears, weeping to send the levy wheel.The long pavilion is in the eyes, and it is more heavy, far away from the water and lonely clouds.But looking at the extremely high building, you can see the king and grandson all day long.

Ecstasy.After the pond farewell, Zeng Xingchu, green jealous light skirt.At that time, holding plain hands, the random flowers flew in the catkins, and walked slowly in the fragrant grass.Zhu Yankong reformed himself, looking forward to the year, and the fragrance will grow new.All over the green fields, play and sleep drunk, don't lose your youth.

For many years, I will be a couple of unknown couples, far away from wealth and glory, and travel all over the great rivers and mountains.

(End of this chapter)