85_85279 Zhu Di's eyes were filled with a deep pool, and after listening to my words, he seemed to be thoughtful and absent-minded, and finally let out a long sigh, "Sleep." Remember to lower the windows so that the wind does not blow. ”

With that, he left. On this night, the original relaxed atmosphere was destroyed by my own hands, although I was far away from right and wrong, but in the near future, there will be a great disaster, the so-called disaster from the mouth, I am a typical example.

On April Cingzi Day, on that day, Zhu Di is bound to look for me again. Whether the outcome will be good or bad, I don't expect it at all.

What I said to Zhu Di was like a spell, and since the next day, there has been no good news from the East Palace, the prince is seriously ill, the prince is critically ill, the prince's life hangs by a thread, and the prince only has one breath left to hang......

I don't know the situation in other places, in short, the entire Jinling City is shrouded in a dark cloud, and this dark cloud is Zhu Yuanzhang.

Silk and bamboo wind music, the pleasure of fun is gradually gone, everyone knows that the prince's time is short, and the reputation of prodigal on the cusp of this storm is spread, I am afraid that once the prince swallows, Zhu Yuanzhang will take revenge on whoever he complains!

It was as if I had entered another period of lockdown, and this time no one had banned me, but I myself understood the importance of reining in my edge. A little girl is a little girl after all, and if she does her part, it is enough to have a bite to eat. This has been true throughout the ages. The goal of modern An Caiwen is to find a good job, why find a good job? In order to marry a good man, why marry a good man? In order to have a stable old age to rely on. It's the same thing today. No, no, in this feudal Ming Dynasty, I should understand this truth more. A woman's lack of talent is virtue, no matter which dynasty she is in, this is an eternal truth.

But...... Can I really live in poverty here, and really willingly find a man to spend Helian Yi's life? I'm going back! I've been here for ten years, just looking for a way back. All I did was to save my life. So it was then, and so it is now.

April is coming. This is the best day of the year in the spring and the wind is warm. The Zhu dynasty was shrouded in the breath of death. Everyone knows that the crown prince will die soon. Everyone knows that the next prince is about to appear. Who would that be? This is to ask Zhu Yuanzhang.

I counted the days day by day. According to historical records, Zhu Biao, the first prince of the Ming Dynasty, suffered from the wind and cold for more than a year, and died on the day of April Bingzi in the 25th year of Hongwu.

When that day comes, there will be someone who will change all his opinion of me and be jealous of me from now on. That person is Zhu Di.

He was now the only one who knew that something would happen to the prince that day - on the basis of his belief in me, of course. But it's okay not to believe it, facts speak louder than words.

The red pen sketch on the rice paper every day finally reached the day of Bingzi!

Rising early, I sat in front of the desk and waited for the death knell in the palace.

At noon, the East Palace reported the funeral, the entire palace hung white curtains, the whole city mourned music, and the subjects wailed - the prince died!

I couldn't sit still anymore, leaned over and stood in front of the window, watching the Yanwang Mansion gradually turn white, and the funeral began.

The book on the yellow calendar, the day of the third child, everything is not appropriate.

I sneered twice, what is not appropriate? Could it be that it is not appropriate for the prince to choose to die on this day?