A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Yun Duqing felt that he was the kindest and most considerate prince ever. She was afraid that his fourth brother would be lonely in the congfu prison alone, so his third brother sent it in, and thoughtfully arranged the third brother’s cell in the fourth brother. next to.

However, Yun Yanze, who already knew all the truth, did not welcome this new neighbor.

The two brothers who were not in the scenery sat on the wall, and looked at each other's eyes, except for hatred.

"At the beginning, you deliberately copied Ming Jiuzhu's paintings to show me, in order to take advantage of me?"

"Whoever makes you stupid is so easy to be fooled." Jing Wang mocked him: "Originally, I wanted to use more means to get you the bait. I never thought of Wu Shuangquan's good fourth brother. I can't wait to pick it in the pit, and I don't even need the bait."

"Three brothers don't have to laugh at me, I've been beautiful, how about you?" Even though he was down, Yun Yanze still maintained the elegance in his bones: "Since childhood, you are not as talented as me, martial arts are not as good as the boss, and Yundu is not as good as Yundu. Qing, even the pleasing character is not as good as the second child. Although you are a king and a loser, even if you lose, I don't look at you too much."

"Shut up!" Jingwang's facial features are twisted, like a monster crawling out of hell: "How about your Wushuang situation like Pan An, Sun Caiyao did not encourage the Sun family for you to achieve your ambition and dominance. On the contrary, it is Yundu that you look down on. Qing, married Ming Jiuzhu who treated him wholeheartedly, and finally Lian Ming's family became his help."

He had always thought that the Ming family was not satisfied with the imperial marriage, so he was picky about Yun Duqing, his son-in-law, and his attitude was so bad that even officials of the Ministry of Rites could not stand it.

It wasn't until Yun Duqing married Ming Jiuzhu that Yun Duqing often accompanied Ming Jiuzhu back to the Ming family. He didn't realize that what Ming family abandons his daughter for the sake of family Qing, and what Ming family hates Yun Duqing indifferent. All this is done by the Ming family. It's out for the outside to see.

What he should have thought of was that Ruo Ming's family embarrassed him everywhere because of his father's importance to Yun Duqing, how could he be promoted to Ming Jingzhou as an earl before the two got married.

"But you are no good fortune. If you let Sun Caiyao marry Yun Duqing, it was you who married Ming Jiuzhu, and the Ming family supported you. Maybe it was you who became the prince now." Jing Wang saw Yun Yanze's expression. Suddenly, it means that he cares about this matter, and his heart is quickened: "Lian Lao is not willing to help you, this is your life!"

The conversation between the two brothers ended in the hatred between each other.

Yun Yanze didn't listen to King Jing again, he lay on the hard brick bed, and fell asleep with unwillingness and resentment.

"His Royal Highness, your wedding gown is ready, do you want to try it?"

Yun Yanze opened his eyes and saw that he was sitting in the Prince Qi's mansion with the maid **** standing next to him with her head down. He was respectful and careful.

He wanted to speak, but found that his body had spoken out of his control.

"Try it." King Qi looked out the window: "Is your father's body better?"

The **** shook his head: "The imperial doctor said that when the Fifth Royal Highness went, his majesty was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. I'm afraid...

"Brother Da Huang conspired to murder the fifth younger brother and was demoted to a bastard, and he was imprisoned in the Zong Mansion. My father's body is like this, I can't help it." King Qi raised his head to see the Shangyi Ju, and came in with a red dress, his face full of sadness: " No matter, the father is in poor health. As the prince, I don't have any intentions to try it out. Let's take it."

"Yes."

On this familiar and unfamiliar face, Yun Yanze saw hypocritical sadness and filial piety.

Yun Duqing died, Yun Liuan was demoted to a commoner?

It turned out he was dreaming.

In a dream, everything he wanted to have appeared.

The dream continues.

King Qi entered the palace to visit the emperor, the emperor who was once benevolent and clear, lying on the dragon bed unconsciously, his eye sockets sunken, like an oil lamp about to burn out.

His mouth closed and he seemed to be muttering something.

King Qi looked at Liu Zhongbao, who was waiting beside him: "Duke Liu, what is the father talking about?"

He approached the dragon bed and finally heard what he was talking about.

"My son."

He stood up straight, leaving a few words of concern, and turned and walked out of the empty Taiyang Palace.

On the way, Concubine Su accidentally confronted Concubine Su, and Concubine Su knelt on the bluestone road with a sharp voice.

This woman has been crazy since the day she lost her child.

King Qi was not afraid of her punishment. In fact, the more crazy she was, the better it was for him.

How long did he not kneel on the ground until Concubine Su left, and he slowly got up from the ground.

"The imperial concubine is really too much. Your Royal Highness is about to get married in three days. She makes things difficult for you!"

"Concubine Su feels sorry for losing her child. As a junior, I should be considerate of her feelings." Qi Wang said tolerantly: "Go, go back."

When passing by a jewelry shop in a carriage, his face showed a gentle expression: "This king's shop has brought out new jewelry, and he will send it to the girl."

Yun Yanze looked at his face with a genuine look on his face, and he was extremely weird. He didn't have much feelings for Sun Caiyao, so how could he show such a face?

In a moment of surprise, his color suddenly changed, and he was already standing in the wedding room with red candles shining. Under the candlelight, the word Double Happiness is extraordinarily gorgeous.

"His Royal Highness, Ji Shi is coming soon."

King Qi walked to the gate of Prince Qi's mansion and saw the sedan chair slowly approaching in the distance. He couldn't help taking a few steps forward.

"His Royal Highness, you are the honorable person of the royal family. You can't go down the steps when welcoming you. This is not in compliance."

His feet stopped at the last step.

The sedan chair landed, and Ying Xifu lifted the sedan curtain, the bride wearing a wedding robe and a phoenix crown, and holding a dough fan, walked out.

"Ming Jiuzhu?" Yun Yanze looked at the girl who held the fan of the dragon and the phoenix and muttered to himself: "Why is it her?"

Suddenly, the girl holding the fan turned her head and looked in the direction where he was standing. It was a pair of eyes with no emotion, even with chills.

No, Ming Jiuzhu is not like this.

In his memory, Ming Jiu Zhusheng had bright eyes in his eyes, not like this...indifferent and ruthless.

"His Royal Highness and Miss Ming are overjoyed."

He couldn't help but follow her all the way to the wedding room. Seeing that she tore off the phoenix crown by herself, a few strands of hair were broken on the hairpin, she didn't seem to feel any pain.

She threw the fan embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns on the ground, and stepped on her feet with a straight face.

The room was burning his favorite incense. She walked to the incense burner and looked at it for a long time. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured out the incense. The dark eyes merged with the night, even if the room was full. Xizhu, can't illuminate her eyes.

She and Ming Jiuzhu have exactly the same face, but they are so different.

In the Xitang, King Qi entertained the guests gracefully, as if all praised him as a virtuous king.

The excitement continued until it was bright, and the energetic King Qi returned to the house and brought the princess who was alone in the vacant room into the palace to ask for peace.

"There is Mingyue Palace, you shouldn't go."

"The imperial concubine is in charge of the harem. She is the most noble woman in the palace. If I don't go to see you, I'm afraid it's wrong."

Ming Jiuzhu's palace costumes are complicated, but perhaps to please the king of Qi, she chose very light-colored clothes today.

The wide sleeves slid across the air, Ming Jiuzhu held the court lady's hand and walked towards Mingyue Palace without hesitation. She didn't seem to care that King Qi disagreed with her decision.

Yun Yanze saw that he was there, being gentle. But he said, he must be in anger at the moment.

But for the Ming family's position in the court, he endured it.

He wanted to go to Mingyue Palace with Ming Jiuzhu, but the picture changed again.

The second prince was only mediocre and could not assist in the affairs of the court. Countless courtiers elected the king of Qi to temporarily handle the affairs of his father.

King Qi repeatedly refused, saying that he was insufficiently talented.

Yun Yanze stood beside the dragon seat, carefully touched the dragon head on it, and sat on it.

At the moment he sat down, he felt the coolness and hardness, and he looked around, and all his expressions were in full view.

Those who are flattering, flattering, and... restrained from joy and anger, can't see ideas.

Yun Yanze found that the two brothers of the Sun family, the Chen family, and the Ming family, and the six Shangshu, these faces are not enough to meet the eyes.

But King Qi, who was proud of Chunfeng, didn't see this through.

He said that his talent was mediocre, but he couldn't conceal the vigorous ambition of his eyes.

Yun Yanze finally understood that Xu's disguise in his eyes was not as perfect as he thought.

Even the dragon chair under him was no different from his chair when he sat up, and it was even a bit wide and empty.

Sitting on this, he even had the energy to think, what is Ming Jiuzhu doing at the moment?

The indifferent and ruthless Ming Jiuzhu resembled the real girl standing beside Yun Duqing, holding her head and frowning, as if she had a skin.

At the jewelry shop that day, he watched her arguing with Yun Duqing, and he thought she was pleasing.

But he didn't like her shining eyes, there was a Yun Duqing.

But that is the fifth brother's daughter-in-law, what does it have to do with him?

He raised his head again, wanting to see the expressions of the courtiers again, and then saw the crescent moon in the night sky.

"May the Sanqingsun Lord Chen be in a smooth and safe life, and have an immeasurable life. The believer is willing to spend the rest of her life in exchange for the peace of the Lord Chen."

Under the moonlight, Ming Jiuzhu twisted the incense with his hands, worshiped the moon, and finally inserted the incense into the blooming mint bushes, his eyes full of murderousness.

Yun Yanze suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Just at this moment, she turned her head and looked over, her eyes dark as ink, stained with moonlight.

He looked into her eyes and even had an illusion that she saw him.

"Miss, this is a mint from Shangshi Bureau."

She took a pill and put it in her mouth, frowning slightly: "Sister Vernal Equinox, the taste of sugar is not right."

"What kind of flavor Miss wants to eat, I will let the small kitchen make it for you."

"No." She shook her head and looked up at the dark night sky: "It doesn't matter."

"Sister." She looked at the woman standing by the table: "Wang Qi Wang is ambitious. Go and remind your father to be more careful with him. I have a letter here. You are now tired of going to the palace and send it to your father. "

"Okay." The woman took the letter and looked at her hesitantly: "Miss, you are so indifferent to King Qi, and the servants are worried that King Qi will be rude to you."

"Rough?" She scoffed: "Don't worry, he will never have the opportunity to do something to me."

The woman took the letter and left. She returned to the room and walked to the incense burner.

Yun Yanze saw that she took out a box of spices from her sleeve.

Yun Yanze knows this kind of incense, and it is a kind of incense that Jing's concubine Webster likes.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and she lit the incense.

King Qi opened the door, and he angrily accused her of being indifferent under King Qi's anger, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Until she asked King Qi who killed King Chen.

Wang Qi looked at her in astonishment.

"You said, if I and you were poisoned in this room at the same time, which prince would the emperor suspect?"

That incense is poisonous.

Yun Yanze understood, he saw that he turned around and prepared to escape, but Ming Jiuzhu blocked the way.

King Qi leaned weakly on the chair, and there was the sound of footsteps of the guard patrolling outside the door. However, he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound. He could desperately listen to the footsteps as he walked away.

"You must be thinking why I did this."

"His Royal Highness is very valuable. Naturally, I don't remember the child who was thrown into the river by your grandfather's hand to drown." She went to the chair and sat down, as if she were an ordinary couple with King Qi, sitting and chatting together: " I am the kid back then. What disappoints you is that I was saved."

"The one who saved me was His Royal Highness Chen Wang."

She said: "I have been reciting the blessing sutra for His Highness in front of Sanqingzun for a whole year, hoping that his life will be smooth and safe, but you have ruined all this."

Qi Wang's pupils trembled.

She said it was Yun Duqing who killed him and his concubine?

"You want to kill him." She took out a peace talisman from her sleeve, and put it down intimately: "Masters said, I have nothing to do with practice. There is no retribution for life-saving grace, so so be it."

Qi Wang's mentality has slowly dissipated.

"Forgot to tell you that my master has already started to treat the emperor, and he may get better."

"Even if it is death, all of what you have done is still in vain."

Yun Yanze watched himself in his dream, dying in the incense lit by the woman herself.

He remembered that he had planned to let Yun Duqing die from the poison of incense.

In the dream, he died, Ming Jiuzhu died, but he still couldn't wake up from the dream.

He saw that his father was getting better, and that Ming Jingzhou had checked out all the things he had done before, and then he asked his father to make a decree to allow King Qi to make peace with Ming Jiuzhu.

In order to repay her life, the daughter of the Ming family thoroughly investigated the truth of the murder of King Chen. The story of the last three princes, King Jing, who died indoors by poison, has long been spread throughout the capital.

Therefore, when the truth of King Chen's murder was related to him and King Jing, they all sympathized and pityed her, and even wrote poems and lyrics for her in sentimental reading, praising her for her kindness and misfortune.

It is ridiculous to let a dead couple reunite, but there is no explanation that Jing Zhou's move was excessive.

In the end, Concubine Su was the master, not allowing Ming Jiuzhu to be buried with King Qi, but instead buried in a place not far from the tomb of King Chen.

The maid who served her said that she likes to eat mint, so she planted a lot of mint next to her tomb.

The mint grows more and more, and finally grows to the tomb of King Chen, full of vigor and emerald green.

Yun Yanze didn't know how long he spent in the dream, as if it had gone through a long time, and it seemed like a moment.

Opening his eyes and seeing the prison door, he thought in a daze that he was still in a dream.

There were voices from the jailer outside the prison, and several people who had just entered, wailing in pain and begging for mercy.

"Sin Yanze, today is your majesty's longevity. His Majesty is kind, and you are allowed to bow your head to your Majesty outside Taiyang Palace after nightfall."

After spending half a year in the Zong Mansion, he watched the prison door suddenly open, and was stunned that he didn't respond.

Fearing that he would commit suicide, the jailer not only put on fetters for him, but also yoke for him.

Wearing clean new clothes, he stood at the side door of the Zong Mansion, and he started to fear the sun outside.

He escorted into a green cloth carriage, he opened the carriage curtain with his tied hands, and looked at everything outside greedily.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and the voice of the jailer driving the carriage came into the carriage.

"Ahead is Sun Xiangjun's carriage, let's avoid it for the time being."

"Miss." The maid lifted the curtain and took a look: "The carriage parked next to it seems to have the badge of the Zongfu."

"Don't worry." Sun Caiyao didn't look at it: "Today is your majesty's longevity. Although I should not enter the palace, how should I go to the Taoist temple to pray for my majesty and don't delay on the road."

"Yes."

The carriage passed by, and those sitting in the carriage did not lift the curtains to look at each other.

They have no chance, even if they force it, it will be nothing in the end.

At the Wanshou banquet, Yun Duqing finished talking with the two brothers, and when she turned around, she saw Ming Xiaozhu holding the sweet wine and drinking happily.

"How many drinks did you drink?" He saw her cheeks a little red, grabbed the cup in her hand, and fed a chopsticks to her mouth.

"Drank three cups." Jiuzhu stretched out his palm and compared a five: "His Royal Highness, this is sweet and delicious, you can taste it."

"She said three in her mouth, but her hand was higher than five..." Yun Duqing sighed, holding her hand that wanted to take the glass: "You are drunk."

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu looked at him eagerly: "I want to drink."

"No, you don't want to." He refused mercilessly. As soon as the sound fell, Jiuzhu gave a mouthful and kissed his face: "Give me a cup."

The An Wang and his wife who were sitting next to this scene whispered. Seeing Yun Duqing looking over, Husband and Wife hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.

"You betrayed your beauty for a glass of sweet wine, Ming Xiaozhu, you can do it." After finishing the sentence, he felt his cheek held and kissed the other cheek.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu looked at him with big moist eyes, and his pitiful appearance made his heart soft.

"It can be half a cup." Yun Duqing sighed, and poured half a cup of sweet wine for Jiuzhu personally: "After drinking this half a cup, you can't drink any more."

"His Royal Highness is the best." Jiuzhu reached out and gave him a hug, and drank happily in his glass.

Finally, Jiuzhu drank a few more "half cups" and leaned on his shoulder in a daze.

The Huai Wang couple and An Wang couple sitting next to each other have been secretly incessant. Yun Duqing ignored them, sighed and stretched out his hand to wrap around Jiuzhu's waist, making her lean more comfortably.

Concubine Huai suddenly stopped, she turned her head to look at Wang Huai in disgust, and stretched out her hand to twist the waist of Wang Huai.

"Hi!" Wang Huai almost jumped up on the spot with pain.

Okay, why did you screw him?

He understood that all the virtuous and virtuous Shude in the past were all pretended by the Wu family. Now she stays with Princess Ann and the prince concubine all day long, and with the support of her concubine, she finally reveals her sinister true face!

But the princess is very close to her, what can he do except endure it?

Not to mention... not to mention...

The princess was very good to him except being a little bit fierce.

"How did you see the prince treat the prince?" The princess Huai sternly took away the wine glass of the princess and exchanged it for a hangover soup: "Learn more."

"That prince princess can kick two hundred catties in one kick, does the prince dare to provoke her?" Wang Huai said angrily: "You have nothing to do with me now, I can't bear it?"

"What do you know?" Wang Huai teased his aggrieved expression: "The princess has good skills, but have you ever seen her blush to the princess?"

Wang Huai nodded suddenly: "That's true, why do you think this is?"

On weekdays, the five younger siblings have to look like a flower, with a soft and soft voice. The sentence on the left is "His Royal Highness" and the sentence on the right is "Your Royal Highness is the best", as if the fifth brother is omnipotent in her eyes.

Strangely speaking, the fifth younger brother who used to be lazy and playful with a bad temper was gentle and considerate in front of the fifth younger siblings, and even said to be gentle.

"Why could it be?" Princess Huai looked at the two cuddling together, with a very gentle appearance: "Naturally, she is sincere and intimate."

The best love is to give sincerely and know how to cherish the sincerity.

The Wanshou banquet was over, and the drunk Jiuzhu obediently let Yun Duqing lead her. When she walked out of the steps of her Highness, she almost stepped on the air and fell off, but fortunately, he hugged him in time.

"His Royal Highness." She didn't say anything, her eyes crooked at him.

When Yang Yiduo saw this, he whispered: "His Royal Highness, go down to the slave and let him come."

"No." Yun Duqing bent down and lifted Jiuzhu on her back: "She is drunk, and she will cry if she falls off the footsteps."

Yang Yiduo glanced at the princess who was squinting on the back of His Royal Highness, and silently retreated to the side.

Blame him for talking.

"His Royal Highness."

"Ok?"

"The moon is bright tonight."

"Ok."

"So I accompany you to sun the moon." Jiuzhu obediently leaned his head on his shoulder: "His Royal Highness is the best and best in the world."

Yun Duqing paused, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly, "Well, thank you for accompany me to sun the moon."

"No thanks, you can do anything with your Royal Highness." Jiuzhu rubbed his back, and then kissed his auricle.

"Since I am the best Royal Highness in the world, am I your favorite?" Yun Duqing carried her on his back and continued walking.

The expression on his back calmed down, and the thoughts at the corners of his mouth gradually faded.

"Master said, to like is to be happy and joy, and love is to blend into the soul." Jiuzhu gently held his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "I don't like your Highness, it's my favorite."

Yun Duqing said again, no one could hear the joy and satisfaction in his voice.

Realizing that Jiuzhu slept on his shoulder, Yun Duqing whispered: "Where is you accompany me to bask in the moon? I am carrying a piggy to bask in the moon."

Suddenly, he stopped and looked towards the end of the corridor.

Yun Yanze, wearing a yoke, stood in a dark place where the lantern could not be illuminated, looking at him silently. Behind him stood several guards armed with knives, guarding him tightly.

The eyes of the two brothers met, and there was nothing to say who didn't speak.

One of them is the noble royal prince, and the other is the crime of the royal family's genealogy.

The guards saluted together: "See His Royal Highness."

Yun Duqing nodded to them with restraint, without realizing that there was something wrong with his prince on his back, and walked past them leisurely.

Yun Yanze glanced at Yun Duqing's back, his crimson cheeks were still meaningful, and he was so happy that he was not in the palace.

Jiuzhu twisted his face in a daze, and turned his face to the other side, leaving him a back of his head.

The night breeze blew through, bringing a faint mint fragrance on both sides.

He thought of the mint beside the tomb of Ming Jiuzhu in the dream.

"Sin Yanze, don't leave?"

He retracted his gaze and looked down at the shackles on his wrists.

Dreams are dreams.

Dreams are fake and can never come true.