The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Concubine Qiao patiently said: "Even if the mother concubine tells you, what can you do? Do you still want to go against your father's will?" She said earnestly, "Zhaohua, although your father spoils you, this marriage is a major event. You can’t tolerate a younger generation to call the shots. Your father will definitely recruit for you a martial artist who is both talented and talented. Just wait for you to get married with peace of mind.”

Murong Chang bit her lower lip, her delicate white face stubbornly strained.

Concubine Qiao looked at her daughter's expression, sighed secretly, and continued: "Zhaohua, you have been favored by your father, you enjoy all the glory and wealth, and enjoy the best in the world, but you must also take the corresponding responsibilities and obey. Your father’s arrangement is to get married obediently. Listen to your mother and concubine, go back to the sleeping hall and rest.

This daughter was spoiled by His Majesty, stubborn and self-willed, I wonder if anything will happen this time.

"Who will supervise the contest for the recruiting of horsemen?" Murong Chang asked nonchalantly, her eyes gleaming with determination.

"What do you want to do?" Qiao Fei had a bad premonition, and was anxious.

"Who will supervise it?"

"...It's your emperor brother, your prince."

Before her voice had settled, she saw her daughter rushing out like a whirlwind.

She sighed worriedly. This daughter has always been very mindful, and everything is so strong. She is a mother-in-law, but she can only rely on her daughter.

East Palace.

Murongci was in the study reviewing the list of famous children and young talent officials handed over by He Guang, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette, and reviewed and screened the origins, talents, and character of these people. Those with obvious flaws and behaviors were eliminated.

The essay test was set two days later, and the test questions for the essay test were undertaken by Murong.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside.

"Princess...Princess, you can't go in..." Qin Ruo blocked her voice.

"Dog minion, get out!" Princess Zhaohua's fierce rebuke.

Murongci reluctantly put down the roster, Zhaohua really came.

Although she told Qin Ruo and Ruyi, if Princess Zhaohua comes to see you, don't let the princess come in. However, she also knew that Duke Zhaohua could not stop him.

Murong Chang rushed in, as if bringing wind and thunder, the study was dark and dark.

Seeing His Highness wave his hand, Qin Ruo withdrew.

"Brother prince, you promised your minister sister to help her minister, why are you wanting to kill her minister now?"

Murong Chang screamed and asked, as if he had eaten explosives, a mass of anger exploded like thunder in the surging sky, and it exploded into a broken well, devastated and miserable.

Because she rushed all the way, and because of her violent anger, her face was flushed, and her smooth forehead was covered with sweat.

"Why did the imperial sister say that? How could this palace hurt you?" Murong said unhurriedly.

"You said you wanted to try to persuade the emperor to persuade the emperor to marry his courtiers and sisters, but the result?" She crackled and asked, anxiously like an ant on a hot pot. Recruit a consort! Prince brother, how can you do this?"

"Emperor sister, as the elder brother, my palace naturally hopes to marry a wise man. This consort is not proposed by my palace to my father, but someone else. My palace is only supervised by my father. "

"Not the prince brother? Who suggested that?"

"Don't you know that there are many concubines in the harem, and the father only listens to one person."

"It's Concubine Xiao!"

Murong Chang bit her lower lip, her delicate shell teeth shimmering like a sword light Lingran.

Murongci stood up and slowly persuaded: "Emperor sister, the emperor does this because he loves you, and hopes to find you the most outstanding and excellent consort. The emperor does not give you a marriage with the emperor, maybe it is I think Yuwang is a little older and doesn’t match you well..."

Murong Chang immediately retorted: "What's the matter with a little older? He won't marry the courtiers in this life! Concubine Xiao must be the one who blows the ears of the emperor to the emperor, so that the emperor will not marry the courtiers and the imperial emperor, it must be her!"

"Emperor sister, what are you going to do about the literary test in two days?"

"Yes, what should the minister sister do?"

Murong Chang murmured, the marrying contest is imminent, burning eyebrows, how can I make my father change his mind in just two days?

Is it possible to let the Royal King sign up to participate?

Murongci lowered his voice and said, "Emperor Sister, as the saying goes, he can't help but deny raw rice to cook mature rice."

Murong Chang's beautiful eyes lit up, burning like flames, "Yes, why didn't the minister think?" She frowned, and said in distress, "But, if he... doesn't want to, what is it to do?"

Murong Ci whispered a few words in her ear, Murong Chang heard the words, and said with joy: "Thank you, brother prince. If the wish comes true, she must thank the prince brother again."

Murong smiled softly, "We are brothers and sisters, why be polite?"

...

Go to the study.

The hall was silent, only the cry of knowing came from afar. There was an ice book next to the book case, and the cold icy air curled away to dissipate the boring heat.

The memorial on the book case is like a hill. With Murong Yu's efficient review, the hill is gradually low, and the memorials are arranged in a neat and tidy manner.

The waiter exchanged a cup of tea. He stared at the memorial and stretched out his hand to serve the tea, took a sip and hurriedly set it aside, lifted the imperial pen to write calmly, walking like a dragon.

Then, change to a memorial.

He is very attentive, his profile seems to condense the beauty and danger of the mountains and peaks, condensing the colorful beauty of the earth and the sky, and it is carved by the skilled craftsman. The thick and dark eyelashes fluttered and smoothly, and the deep and bottomless eyes flashed with a black jade-like glow, as if there was no other in the world, and it was shocking.

At this time, the voices of the guards and the inner servants came from outside the temple: "Humble duty to see Princess Zhaohua."

Then came the voice blocked by the servant, and Princess Zhaohua said proudly, "If there is something important in this palace, please let go of the royal king."

Murong Yu looked at the waiter who stood quietly and said, "Let her come in."

The servant led the order out. Not long after, Murong Chang brought in Yuan Xiu, a close court lady.

Yuan Xiu held the vermilion lacquered wood case in her hand, bowed her head and bowed: "The slave servant pays respect to the prince."

"Get up." Murong Yu said indifferently, "Is the princess coming to the study to have important matters?"

"The prince manages the affairs of his father and the emperor, and he is an example of a minister. As a princess in this palace, the current father and emperor come to remind the prince to take care of the prince." Murong Chang's beauty is like a flower, and his face is like a red and rich peony blooming. Yuyan Yingying, "This is the rose dew that the palace ordered the imperial dining room to make, and the fresh melons and fruits that have been chilled. The prince has a rest and tastes the heart of the palace."

"Let it go. The princess's kindness, this king has taken it." He was as cold and distant as before. "The sun is in full bloom, and the princess has golden branches and leaves. Let's go back to the bedroom and rest more."

With a cold gaze on the woman in front of her, Princess Zhaohua wore a green lotus leaf sleeve summer shirt with a bi-colored silk skirt covered with snow-white tulle, like snow and mist, adding a touch of elegance and agility. The green and soft she wears makes her skin radiant and surpasses snow, like a fine jasper lying quietly in a stream of ice, and the blue color becomes more pure and translucent. The black-smooth spirit moon bun is embellished with beaded emerald, and a gold hairpin inlaid with jasper veins is inserted, adding a bit of under-forest demeanor, beautiful and delicate, delicate and moving.

Today's makeup is different from the luxurious and gorgeous flowers of the past, which are green and smart, like natural jasper.

Murong Chang believed that his vision would never be wrong.

Like the imperial king, the generals and emperor nobles who read countless beauty in the battlefield, ordinary women can't catch him at all.

Therefore, today she spent a lot of thoughts on makeup.

Seeing his gaze staying on her body for a moment, she beamed her eyebrows, her manner was softer, her smile was softer, and her voice more crisp, "Lord, try rose dew."

After that, he looked at Yuanxiu and the servant and motioned them to quit.

The servant waited for the king in the study for five years. Knowing his temperament, he didn't dare to withdraw because of the princess's eyes.

The servant didn't withdraw until the king gave his eyes.

The door of the hall was ajar, and the hall was dark for a while, Murong Chang stared at him infatuatedly in the floating sky and shadows.

"Prince, in this life, it is not for you not to marry in this palace."

She has a soft voice, expressing her longing for and affection for him frankly and frankly.

The simplest language, the most profound sentiment.

"The princess loves me so much. This king is not ashamed to be it." Murong Yu stood up and left the book case, his voice still indifferent, "This is a major marriage event. My husband, please wait for the princess with peace of mind."

"The prince has the world in mind, can't accommodate a weak woman in this palace?" She understood what he meant, and suddenly felt like a bucket of ice water poured from her head, her limbs were cold, but because of his cowardice, she was angry, and her anger kept running up. , "Does the prince dare not resist the decree? The prince administers the government, powers the ruling and the opposition, and kills and decides, even if he will..."

"The princess has misunderstood. Whether the princess's husband is a child of the four great families, or a famous master, it must not be the king."

"why?"

"The princess is loved by thousands, and the emperor Shaohua is the most noble princess of the Kingdom of Yan. How many young and talented officials yearn for, and how many children from a family want to marry. This king has a family, a country, a common people, but no princess. "

Murong Yu's voice was slow, faintly indifferent, as bloodthirsty as a blade, sharp as a sword, and told her straightforwardly that he didn't like her.

Murong Chang's legs were soft, and he staggered back two steps uncontrollably.

The blade pierced the heart, the sword pierced the soul.

Her face was pale, extremely white, and her limbs were so cold that she seemed to be surrounded by ice.

why?

What's wrong with her, he actually refused so, so ruthlessly rejected her affection.

She stared at him, her beautiful eyes flowed slightly, the water gleamed, her brows were sad, and she wanted to cry.

What exactly is this for?

"The prince is already interested in someone?" Murong Chang tried his best to restrain himself before using himself without anger, and he didn't lose his stance.

"What is it? What is it not?" Murong Yu's deep eyes were soaked in the coldness of the forest, and there was a touch of pride between his eyebrows. Not a princess."