A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

Jiuzhu has seen children crying and old people crying, but she has never seen anyone crying so beautifully...

She wanted to come forward to comfort him, but the other party was crying so nicely, she couldn't help standing on the steps outside the pavilion, listening for a while.

Liu Cairen thought Jiuzhu would come forward to comfort him, but after waiting for a long time, the other party did not move. The atmosphere gradually became embarrassing. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if she had only discovered Jiuzhu, smiling pretentiously: "Miss Ming."

Jiuzhu looked at the woman and guessed which low-rank concubine she was in the palace. He blessed her and walked into the pavilion with her skirt: "The sky is cold, please take care of your body."

"I'm just an unfavored talent in the palace. I dare not let Miss Ming be considered a noble person." Liu Cairen stood up, "Miss Ming, please sit down."

She noticed the embroidered red plum cloak on Ming Jiuzhu, which looked familiar.

Perceiving Liu Cairen's gaze, Jiuzhu touched the embroidery on the large cloak, and couldn't wait to ask, "Is the embroidery on it beautiful?"

"Very beautiful." Liu Cairen nodded, faintly feeling that the other party was deliberately showing off this cloak.

"A talented person has a good vision, and I think it's pretty." Jiuzhu smiled, her brows curled up: "The concubine gave it to me."

Liu Cairen: "..."

"Niang Niang said, this big cloak is warm but not heavy, beautiful and not frivolous, so I gave it to me." After finally finding someone who can show off, Jiuzhu suddenly came in interest: "Niangniang is always so gentle, courtesy and women are always so gentle. I don’t know how to repay her love."

"Although the winter wind is cold, as a harem woman, I have a lot of powerless things. I didn't intend to disturb the girl and made the girl laugh." Hearing the word "gentle", Liu Cairen felt intense physical and mental discomfort.

In front of a poor woman who just cried, bragging about how good a concubine is. Is this something that people can do?

It's no wonder that Concubine Su's blue eyes turned out to be a group of raccoon dogs.

After Liu Cairen said this curious sentence, she stopped talking. She was waiting for Jiuzhu's questioning.

"Oh." Jiuzhu remembers the teachings of the masters. If you meet someone who is sad and weeping, it is a kind of gentleness not to ask why.

Liu Cairen looks at Jiuzhu, and Jiuzhu looks at Liu Cairen. After a brief silence, Liu Cairen saw that Jiuzhu didn't intend to continue to question, and he bit his head and said, "Girl, you know, who is the most beloved majesty in the harem?"

"Concubine Su," Jiuzhu took it for granted: "The concubine is so beautiful, kind-hearted, and has a nice voice. Your Majesty must like her the most."

Liu Cairen was silent again. Will the Ming family teach her daughter, why is it so unattractive?

"Yes, your Majesty has dominated Concubine Su for many years." Liu Cairen smiled bitterly: "Since your Majesty became the throne, there has been no newcomer in the palace, and we, the old people in the underground residence, can't get into the eyes of your majesty."

"Ms Ming is afraid that she doesn't know. In the huge harem, the concubine who is not favored and has no children is even lower than the grass on the ground."

"You mean..." Jiuzhu lowered her voice and asked in surprise: "Your Majesty won't give you money?"

Your Majesty doesn't look like someone who is stingy with his concubine.

"No, no, the girl is misunderstood." How dare Liu Cairen say that the saint is not: "Your Majesty, benevolence, he spends a lot of money on his concubines, and there are cloth and silver taels every month in the Palace of the Central Province."

Liu Cairen didn't lie, and no one dared to deduct the cost of the concubines in the harem, which made life much better than those unfavored concubines in the harem of the first emperor.

"Girl knows, how many days has the noble concubine empress let the concubine copy scriptures?"

Jiuzhu nodded: "It seems that it is less than ten days? In fact, according to the big ceremony, at least seven to forty-nine days of copying is required to show solemnity. If it is hard practice, copying for ninety-nine and eighty-one days is normal. But maidens are not practicing. You don’t have to be so particular about it."

Seeing Liu Cairen stopped talking, Jiuzhu looked at her puzzledly: "Why didn't Cairen speak anymore?"

Liu Cairen had nothing to say. She didn't expect Ming Jiuzhu to be even more cruel than Concubine Su when she was young.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days?

Nine-nine-eighty-one?

Is this copying the scriptures, or is it filial?

"No, nothing." Liu Cairen stood up: "I suddenly remembered that today's scriptures have not been copied yet, and I feel a little uneasy."

She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would really have to copy the 81-day scriptures.

"That's true. When copying the scriptures, you are most afraid of being insincere." Jiuzhu thinks deeply: "Copying the scriptures is to accumulate virtue and blessings for yourself. The concubine and the ladies are kind, not only provide pens and inks for you, but also carefully prepare them for the ladies. Meditation room, ladies must be very grateful to the noble concubine, right?"

"Haha." Liu Cairen grinned his teeth: "Naturally I am grateful."

She covered her chest with some breathlessness and took two deep breaths: "Thank you Miss Ming for chatting with me, I should go back."

As soon as the voice fell, I felt a little black in front of my eyes, and my feet staggered.

"Is the talent okay?" Jiuzhu reached out and held Liu Cairen's arm: "I will send you back."

"No, thank you Miss Ming." Liu Cairen took two steps back as if struck by lightning, wishing to jump out of the pavilion and stay away from Jiuzhu: "Farewell."

Jiuzhu looked at Liu Cairen, who hurriedly left with broken steps, and said with emotion: "The sincerity of the lady in the palace when she copied the scriptures is really touching."

Even she, who grew up in Taoist temple, can't match their sincerity. She is really ashamed and ashamed.

After witnessing all the events, Liu Zhongbao smiled and saluted the Chen Wang: "Your Majesty, the old slave goes to the harem to give an oral message from your Majesty, and leave first."

Wang Chen raised his hand to signal Liu Zhongbao to take care of himself. He folded a leaf and walked behind Jiuzhu, preparing to scare Jiuzhu with the leaves.

"Ha!" Jiuzhu suddenly turned around, Dacloak lightly bumped King Chen's calf, not painful, but itchy.

"Sure enough, your Highness." Jiuzhu laughed softly.

Looking down at his calf, Wang Chen threw the leaves aside: "When did you find me?"

"I heard the sound of footsteps." Jiuzhu smiled triumphantly: "His Royal Highness's footsteps are different from those of others, and the ministers can hear it right away."

Wang Chen was startled slightly: "What's the difference between the sound of footsteps?"

"It's just not the same." Jiuzhu thought for a while: "The court lady doesn't know how to describe it, she can hear it anyway."

"Ears are so good, you belong to a dog?"

"His Royal Highness is so smart, how do you know that I am a dog?" Jiuzhu drew out two mints in his purse, and gave one to King Chen.

Smelling the mint smell from the sugar cubes, Wang Chen remembered that he loved sugar when he was a child. When he was thirteen years old, because of a severe toothache, he gave up the hobby of sugar. Unexpectedly, after many years, there are still people who share candy with him like a child.

"His Royal Highness... don't you like to eat it?" Finding that the sugar was still in Wang Chen's palm, Jiuzhu's mouth was filled with sugar, her cheeks were bulging, and her voice was vague: "It's minty."

Eight years ago, when His Royal Highness rescued her from the river, he gave her mints. She still remembered the young lady next to Her Royal Highness saying that it was His Royal Highness's favorite candy.

"I haven't eaten sugar for a long time." Wang Chen returned the sugar to Jiuzhu: "Keep it for you to eat."

"Oh." Jiuzhu lowered his head and looked at the mint candy that King Chen gave back to him. There was a sweetness that didn't even **** the candy in his mouth, as if even the dragonfly on the parcel became weak.

"But you can taste it occasionally." Chen Wang took the sugar back and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Jiuzhu raised his head, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Not bad." Looking at the little girl looking up at her appearance, Wang Chen's heart moved slightly: "It's very similar to the kind of candy that the king had eaten when he was a child."

Jiuzhu smiled happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Wang poked the dragonfly hairpin on Jiuzhu's hair bag, and the dragonfly wings flickered, very energetic.

Jiuzhu removed the little pouch containing the sugar from her waist: "Your Highness, I will give you all of these."

Wang Chen wanted to tell her that what she had eaten when she was a child doesn't mean she will still like it when she grows up. But thinking of telling the truth, the other party may show aggrieved puppies eyes, or reach out and take the purse.

It's not that he is soft-hearted, but that he doesn't want to coax the children.

"Why did you come here alone without asking the palace ladies to follow?" Wang Chen looked around, only to find the two palace ladies standing outside the pavilion, frowning: "From now on in the palace, you must follow you every step of the way. ."

Although Jiuzhu was puzzled, she nodded.

He tied the sugar purse to his waist, Wang Chen looked at the embroidery on it, and pulled the big cloak to his chest with disgust, covering the purse, and said with a smile, "Some women in the harem like wrestling when walking, and there are maids. Yes, I can help you support people."

"The women in the palace are all very thin." Jiuzhu waved her little arm, and she could lift them up with her bare hands.

Seeing her white wrists exposed, Wang Chen grabbed her sleeve and stroked it down: "The wind is strong, your hands are frozen."

"His Royal Highness, is it about to snow?" Jiuzhu retracted her sleeves: "It's snowing in Beijing, isn't it beautiful?"

It rarely snows in Lingzhou in winter. Even if it snows, it's only a thin layer, and it's gone before you can appreciate it.

Wang Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky, but didn't see anything, he had to vaguely replied, "Should be... soon?"

It snows every winter in the capital, what to look forward to?

The cold wind whizzed, and the maid of Sun's Mansion saw that the young lady was asleep, blew out the candle in the room, and walked out gently. I don't know what's going on recently, the lady always needs candles in the room to fall asleep.

The sleeping hall was dim, and Sun Caiyao opened the door and found Ming Jiuzhu sitting under the candlestick with an indifferent expression.

"You and Su Clan broke all my plans?!" Qi Wang pushed in, "Why are you doing this?"

With the candlelight swaying, Ming Jiuzhu got up and closed the doors and windows, his eyes darker than the dark night: "Did the prince harm His Royal Highness Chen?"

"what?"

"I ask you, who killed King Chen?!" She walked to the incense burner and lit the incense with a fire fold: "Is it you, the Concubine Ning, or... the prince who has been demoted as a commoner? "

King Qi seemed to have heard something absurd: "You never knew Wang Chen. What does his life and death have to do with you?"

"His Royal Highness." Ming Jiuzhu stared at the lingering smoke above the incense burner: "You said, if I and you were poisoned in this room at the same time and died, which prince would the emperor suspect?"

"King An, King Jing?"

"You want to kill this king?"

"what!"

Sun Caiyao woke up from her dream, rushed to the window, shaking her hands and pushing the window open.

Crystal snowflakes fell on her trembling face, turned into mist, mixed with cold sweat, and dripped to the ground.

"It's snowing." Jiuzhu opened the window and saw that the courtyard was white. She happily put on her shoes and socks, turned the window, jumped onto the thick snow, and stepped on a pair of deep footprints.

Pulling out her leg carefully, she bent over and picked up a ball of snow, looking again and again.

His Royal Highness Chen is really amazing. Yesterday he said it was about to snow, but it will fall today.

"Forgot to ask your Royal Highness whether you like the koi playing lotus picture I drew for him." Jiuzhu sighed to herself, patronizing the mint to His Highness yesterday, but forgot about it.

I heard from my father that the Ministry of Rites was closed today, so your Highness...should be at home too?