Rebirth: Dumb Princess

The palace is still brightly lit, and it's boring to watch the new year. The princesses are wrapped in thin coats, drilling in a pile and talking about interesting things inside and outside the palace. Although they are all in the Imperial Palace, there are few opportunities for princesses in each palace to meet. There are endless words when they stay at the age of five.

People of the same age are divided into different teams. Young people drill a pile to play with all kinds of gadgets. Older people, when they are in the age of cardamom, like to talk about topics loved by their daughter's family.

You boast about my jewelry, I boast about your makeup, and talk about some new things that have happened recently. It's inevitable to talk about Su Xiaoyi I I just saw.

"The eldest miss of the Su family is really beautiful. No wonder brother Sihuang cherishes her so much." A princess dressed in a pink jacket and a white fur scarf looked like a thirteen or fourteen year old.

Other princesses echoed, "yes, when I saw her today, I found that she didn't have the unreasonable and rough madness of a rural girl."

Everyone has a good view of Su Xiaoyi. Some princesses like the red flowers painted with rouge on her head. Anyway, they think it's really different.

Listen to the princess cold hum from the good imperial concubine, "hum, you look like a fox. I don't know how the fourth Prince brother was seduced by such a person." Feng Lianyun is exquisite. She has been praised since childhood, so she can't see others praising others.

He also squinted at the other princesses, picked up a peanut on the table with a bright red KODAN on his hand, and peeled off the peanut shell, just like a red knife carved into the peanut shell. The eyelashes flickered up and down, "don't you know what is the curse of beauty? This kind of woman doesn't know how harmful she is. "

The tone was disdainful. The princesses seemed to have been splashed with cold water. They didn't know what to say, so they heard the sound of the charcoal burning in the stove. I don't know when they will keep it at this age. They really hate the eight princesses. Her arrogant head looks like a peacock every time, which makes them feel uncomfortable.

The house next door is full of princes. The princes have been sealed off and have their own master's house, so they have all returned to the house. Only these princes who are still young and have no title stay to keep their years old. After guarding, they have to go back to their own prince's Palace, and the younger ones have to go back to their own mother's imperial concubine's bedroom.

"Xiao 16, come here." Feng Mu looked at the 16-year-old prince who was only four years old and climbed up the table. He seemed to like the candle. His eyes were bright with the candle light. He was about to reach out and touch the flame.

The little dumpling just glanced at the person who called himself, and then ran to the place he was interested in. When he was close to the candle, he gently raised his hand and grinned with the action of his hand“ Little sixteen, I told you not to. " Fengmu dragged the 16th Prince down like a disobedient kitten.

"Brother ten, this little guy is really a mischievous master." The 13th Prince bent down to pick up the silver lock that the 16th prince had just dropped on the ground, went to Fengmu, stretched out his hand to tease the kid in his arms, and smiled happily when he did something wrong, as if everyone were playing with him.

He brought Suozi to the 16th Prince again. "Brother ten is still embarrassed. You hold him, or you don't know where to go."

There are not many princes in Dahuang Dynasty, except crown prince, war King (fourth Prince), cold King (sixth Prince), and then ten, thirteen, fifteen and sixteen princes. The tenth Prince has just turned 16. Last year, he was given the gift of a weak crown. It is reasonable that he should have a title last year, but he is weak, so the Emperor allowed him to stay in the palace for a few more years.

The crown prince is usually granted the title when performing the ceremony of weak crown, but there are two special ones. One is Feng Jinlin, the cold king who was granted this year. He didn't have the title because he had nothing to do and didn't care about anything at all. With a slight change, the emperor immediately sealed his own house.

Another is Prince 10, and Prince 13 is only 12 years old. He is a year older than Prince 15, but half a year earlier, there is a little princess in the middle. Prince 15 is still the younger brother of King Zhan and a mother. The 16th Prince is the youngest, only four years old. He was born by a good imperial concubine. He is still at an unwise age.

As the youngest prince, he is adored by thousands in this palace. The prince and Princess dote on him, and the emperor dotes on him especially. The most bullied is the sixth prince, because his mother was born the lowest of the concubines, and his temperament has been cold and ruthless. Most people don't like him, including the emperor. However, after returning to Beijing this year, people are really impressed.

On the dragon and Phoenix candles carved in gold on a red background, the bodies of the dragon and Phoenix were swallowed little by little, and the candlestick was full of Red mixed with gold wax oil. The sixteen princes in Fengmu's arms had fallen asleep. They breathed in order, as if it was cold, and rubbed against Fengmu's arms again.

"Get a blanket." Whispering, I'm afraid it will disturb the people in my arms.

The eunuch next to him quickly took the blanket. The 13th Prince turned the tea cup in his hand and looked at the direction of the incense burner. Several red fine incense had been burned, and only one third of this one was left.

Yawned, and the chair under him creaked with his movements. He looked at the 15th prince, who was still reading history books, "you're not tired. You've been reading it for so long."

Feng Qinggu has read half a book. Although he and Zhan Wang are brothers of the same father and mother, he is really different in temperament. Feng shuocan likes to dance swords and swords since childhood, but he is also a leader in literature and a rare talent in the whole Dahuang Dynasty. The 15th Prince showed his talent in literature and history from an early age. When he grabbed Zhou at the age of one year, I remember that he grabbed pens, paper and a book.

"Brother thirteen, aren't you bored?" Feng Qinggu closed the book in his hand. It's time to burn fireworks. Once the fireworks are over, even if the vigil is over, you can rest.

Feng Qinggu's words choked Feng Moxi didn't know what to return. He was really bored. As soon as he entered the house, in addition to teasing the 16th prince, he just stared at the incense burning one by one. In his opinion, time was really rich and let him waste it.

Awkwardly twisted his neck, turned to Fengmu and opened a new topic, "brother ten, you said how brother six suddenly opened up. Did you meet any strange people outside?"

Fengmu didn't answer, but he was thinking alone. He didn't know anything else, but he couldn't figure out what he saw today.