The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 143 Birthday Celebration Deep Court

In the next few days, no matter how bitter the medicine was, Mo Ziyuan persisted and cooperated with the treatment very much. Within a few days, her condition improved and she was able to get out of bed.

As the Queen Mother's birthday is approaching, Prince Rui is also busy.

This year, the emperor of the Xia Kingdom will make a big deal for the Empress Dowager, and on the day of her birthday, the emperor of the Wei Kingdom will bring his younger sister, Princess Xianjing, to celebrate her birthday. Since the war, the two countries have had a big enmity, and the Wei Kingdom has been weakening day by day At this time, he had no choice but to surrender to Xia Guo.

Prince Rui returned to his residence every day when the moon was setting and the stars were sinking, while Mo Ziyuan was staring at the sky outside the window in a daze, looking at the birds flying outside the window, enviously saying in her heart: Life is precious, and love is more expensive. For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away. I really envy the little bird who let me fly that day.

Lan Yang looked at Mo Ziyuan like an eggplant beaten by winter frost, and sighed secretly in her heart. Since the princess came back from Mr. Lu that day, she felt that the princess had changed. She didn't like to laugh or talk.

This day, as soon as Mo Ziyuan opened her eyes, she saw Prince Rui lifted the bead curtain and entered the room, a series of jingling sounds rang out, standing in front of the soft suit in formal attire, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth , with handsome starry eyes, the skylight outside the door seemed to cast a layer of halo around him, making him extremely handsome.

"Today is the Empress Dowager's birthday, Yuan'er, you enter the palace with me!" Prince Rui ordered the servant girl to wash and dress Mo Ziyuan after finishing speaking.

Prince Rui stood with his hands behind his back, watching Mo Ziyuan, who was dressed in Ruyi satin and embroidered multicolored auspicious clouds, slowly walking towards him, only to see that her black hair was raised slightly by a gold inlaid jade butterfly wing, and her eyebrows were slender Picturesque, eyes twinkling like stars, shoulders shaved into waists, muscles condensed like orchids, breathing suffocated, thinking in a trance for a moment.

Gently took her white and tender little hand like a spring weed, and whispered in her ear: "Yuan'er, you are so beautiful!"

Mo Ziyuan curled her lips in her heart, but her face remained calm, and she said softly, "My lord, that's ridiculous!"

All the way the palace carriage brought them into the palace. This is the second time they have entered this majestic imperial city together. The last time was when they met the emperor after they got married. Now...it's a pity that the world is impermanent.

Seeing that Mo Ziyuan hadn't said a word all the way, Prince Rui just stared blankly out of the window, put his arms around her shoulders so that she could rest her head comfortably on his chest, and said softly, "Yuan'er, I'm still thinking about that day." Angry about something?"

Mo Ziyuan leaned on his broad chest, listened to the familiar heartbeat, and smiled forcefully and said: "My lord, you are worrying too much, I am not angry anymore!"

"Yuan'er, when the weather gets warmer, I will take you to the bamboo house to relax, and then the purple irises will also bloom, you will definitely like it!" Prince Rui kissed the top of her hair, absorbing the fragrance of the orchid. aroma.

Mo Ziyuan remained calm, looked at his appearance carefully, and said with a smile: "I really want to watch the flowers bloom with you!" The person is not me.

Prince Rui suddenly changed the subject, and said leisurely, "Yuan'er, I have something to discuss with you!"

Mo Ziyuan's heart was secretly alarmed, her thin lips parted slightly, and she asked softly, "What's the matter, my lord?"

Prince Rui's eyes seemed to be far away, and he pondered: "Actually, Jingxuan, like this king, has lost her mother since she was a child. She is often bullied by concubine daughters in the mansion, and her life is very miserable! This king I want to ask for a marriage decree on the Empress Dowager's birthday!"

Although Mo Ziyuan tried her best to hide it, her slightly trembling lips revealed the sadness in her heart, she cleared her throat, and said with a serious face: "My lord, Miss Dong is so pitiful, no matter what she did for you for so long Concealed piles, no credit, but hard work! And you are a match made in heaven, and she also has your flesh and blood, this is human nature!" After speaking, I clearly felt Prince Rui's hands holding her tremble .

A ray of smile appeared on Prince Rui's dejected face, and he couldn't help saying: "Yuan'er, you..."

Mo Ziyuan said in a waxy and sweet voice: "My lord, don't worry, Yuan'er knows how to measure, so I naturally bless you."

Prince Rui hugged her tightly, wrapping his arms around her tightly, causing her breastbone to hurt, and after a while he called out in a low voice: "Yuan'er!" He lowered his head and was about to kiss the red lips that he was thinking about day and night.

But before touching it, Mo Ziyuan already tilted her head, "My lord, we are coming soon!"

Prince Rui's heart throbbed again, but at this moment, he heard the eunuch outside reporting that the palace carriage had arrived at its destination.

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet was held in Zefu Palace. The banquet has not yet started, but many relatives of the emperor and nobles have already gathered.

Mo Ziyuan looked into the crowd, and found that she had never seen them before, except for the sons and daughters of the emperor, she actually saw Shuluo, and she didn't expect her to come too.

According to Lan Yang, Shu Luo has now been favored by the Twelfth Prince, so it is not surprising to see her on this occasion, and she is also very relieved that there is finally a happy couple.

Mo Ziyuan bowed to Prince Rui, then walked towards Shuluo.

Shuluo was pleasantly surprised when she saw Mo Ziyuan, but the two hadn't seen each other for a long time since they got married, so they walked to a corner tacitly and bit their ears.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. You seem to have lost a lot!" Shuluo spoke first, looking at her worriedly.

"Sister, your face is full of happiness. It seems that the Twelfth Lord has nourished you very well!" Mo Ziyuan couldn't help but put on a smile. Ever since she knew Prince Rui's lies, she never showed a smile. Now Seeing a good sister, I couldn't help being happy for her happiness.

Shuluo's pretty face was slightly red, her innocent smile was in full bloom like a lotus flower, and she said coquettishly, "Sister, you still like to make fun of my sister!"

Mo Ziyuan's eyes were slightly red, and she asked softly, "Is he treating you well?"

Shuluo nodded, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on her face, she whispered: "He treats me very well, I am very happy!"

Mo Ziyuan sniffed, hugged the happy Shuluo, and said with a choked tone, "Sister, you must be happy!"

Seeing that her eyes were moist, Shu Luo quickly asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Ziyuan shook her head and said with a sneer: "Sister, it's nothing, I'm just so happy!" Wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.

Shuluo breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good that it's okay! I'm scared to death!"

Mo Ziyuan forcefully pulled away a big smile, shook her hand, and said coquettishly: "I'm afraid that you will forget about me as a younger sister if you have your twelfth master!"

Shuluo nodded her forehead amusedly, and suddenly saw a spot, and her figure paused.

(End of this chapter)