Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Prince's Marriage
Who knew that when he heard this, Lu Qingyun just smiled faintly, and unhurriedly inserted another begonia on the table, "What are you panicking about, isn't it undecided?"
Liu Hua knew what kind of mentality his young lady had towards the prince now, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but have some doubts: "The Taishi is highly respected, if such a thing is not confirmed, it should not be spread randomly." Miss, aren't you in a hurry?"
"I'm in a hurry, can the prince not marry someone else?" Lu Qingyun sneered, "Besides, no matter how anxious I am, the queen may not like me, right?"
What she said is right, since the last incident with the Rong Palace, the eldest lady of the Lu family has basically become a joke among the princes' daughters.
The queen didn't like her very much because of Concubine Su, but now that this incident happened, she naturally couldn't even think about it, and put her in the list of her son's wife candidates.
Thinking about this, Lu Qingyun smiled faintly, "Actually, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the prince of a country, and it is normal for him to have three wives and four concubines by his side. I'm just a little Shangshu daughter, even if I do a side room, it doesn't matter much. ”
She looked at a small yellow flower in her hand, and said in a fluctuating tone: "The most important thing now is to hit with one hit!"
Seeing that she was confident, Liu Hua didn't say anything more, but only reported another thing to her, "The people we sent in the cannon workshop also talked back." In the past few days, that one has indeed entered the palace from time to time, but it seems that he is playing with Princess Yanyi, and there doesn't seem to be any useful news. ”
When Lu Qingyun heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil arc, "You girl, after all, you are too young." How could she be useless? This time, I want her to do me a great favor with the princess!"
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In the past few days, Ge Qingqiu has become extremely busy.
She didn't know what Lu Changfeng had done before leaving, since he left, Princess Yanyi was like going to school, and she had to come over every day to order something.
If it happened to be a day when she didn't have time to come, this little princess would also be very considerate to send a few guards and a sedan chair over to bring Ge Qingqiu into the palace.
The purpose is also very simple, just to let Princess Yanyi see that she is still living in this world completely.
Today is the day when Ge Qingqiu is going to enter the palace.
She was annoyed for a few days, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore, so when she saw the princess, she complained expressionlessly, "Princess, in fact, you really don't need to look at the folk girl like this every day. The folk girl is not a three-year-old child anymore, you are like this, the folk girl ......"
"That's not going to work!"
Before she finished speaking, Princess Yanyi ruthlessly rejected her request, and said with a solemn face: "My cousin said, he is not in Beijing during this time, I must take good care of you, if you have anything to do, my cousin will be unhappy when he comes back." ”
"Don't you think that you won't be fine, aren't there many people in Beijing who don't like you? My cousin told me last time that you've been assassinated once, right?"
Ge Qingqiu was stunned, but he didn't expect that Lu Changfeng would talk about this kind of thing with such a little girl, and he said with some embarrassment for a while: "It's not a big deal, the princess is really worried." ”
"How can this be too much?"
Princess Yan Yi frowned, and on her immature little face, she showed a look that was a little different from her age.
She was about to give Ge Qingqiu a lesson in "royal safety education", when suddenly, the maid walked in.
Mei'er didn't know what to say in her ear, and when she retreated, Princess Yanyi showed an unfathomable smile to Ge Qingqiu.
"Sister Qingqiu, my cousin said that you are simple-hearted, since you don't believe in how dangerous your side is, then today, I will take you to take a good look at how sinister this person's heart is. ”
Just when the royal family safety education was being carried out here, here in the East Palace, the daughter of the Lu family brought two pots of good wine and a few side dishes made by herself, and came with a smile.
At that time, the prince was reviewing the official documents, and when he saw that she had come at this hour, he asked in surprise: "Qingyun, why are you here?"
Lu Qingyun smiled and shook the wine and food in his hand, "Come and celebrate Ah Yan." Early in the morning, the news spread outside the palace, saying that the queen mother had appointed Miss Murong of the Taishi Mansion as the concubine for Ah Yan. Such a big happy event, how can I, as a friend, not come?"
As she spoke, she didn't forget to arrange the food and drinks.
After everything was ready, Lu Qingyun asked as if unintentionally, "Eh, hasn't the princess come yet?"
The "princess" she said was naturally Yan Yi.
But in fact, she knew very well that that one could not have come over so early.
Before entering the palace, she did order someone to deliver a message to Yunxia Palace, saying that she would celebrate the engagement of the prince together. But the time she gave the Yunxia Palace a message was a full hour late.
Of course, the crown prince at this moment has no heart to pay attention to these issues.
When he heard Lu Qingyun say that he came to celebrate his marriage, his mood had dropped to the freezing point, and he glanced at the dazzling array of wine and food on the table gloomily, and snorted coldly: "Celebrate, what is there to celebrate?
The corners of Lu Qingyun's mouth bent slightly, poured a full glass of wine and handed it over, and said slowly: "Don't say that, I heard that although Miss Murong grew up in Jiangzhou since she was a child, she can be regarded as a shy flower in the closed moon, and now she is known as the first beauty in Jiangzhou." I think since the queen chose her for you, then Miss Murong's reputation must be worthy at all. Maybe you'll see you another day, and you'll think this marriage is a great thing?"
Lu Moyan sneered, glanced at the wine glass in his hand, threw it aside as if angry, and directly picked up the wine jug.
As if he was pouring water, he poured several sips of wine down his throat until he choked a little, and then he coughed and said, "I just want one of my favorites!"
"Ah Yan ......"
Lu Qingyun's face suddenly showed an indescribable look of loneliness.
She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the prince, who was already three points drunk, as if tentatively. The moment he touched his face, he retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.
But Lu Moyan, where can she retract her hand like this?
He snatched the pair of soft wattles in front of him, and forcefully took the woman he had been thinking about for a long time into his arms.
"Don't go, don't go, don't leave me like that!"
It was a slightly pleading tone.
Like a helpless child, Lu Moyan put his head against the woman's shoulder, rubbed it over and over again, and said in a daze: "Qingyun, don't you still understand my thoughts about you? Why, why did Changfeng reject you, and you still couldn't see my ......?"