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Wu Erhong looked at Zhu Zhanji's handsome side face like a sculpture silhouette, and felt a little trance.

She couldn't help but raise her mouth, thinking: Zhu Zhanji, you deep guy! I really can't see through you.

You were so resolute to drive me to Le'an Prefecture several times; Now that the separation is imminent, you said that you regret it and want to ask the emperor to change his mind.

You know that the matter has come to this point, the wood is finished, and none of us can turn back, but we are so determined to go to the emperor to take back our fate.

I don't know, how much of your resoluteness is true and how much is strategy?

You are afraid that I will go to Le'an Prefecture with resentment and will not be able to use it for you sincerely in the future, so today I will dredge my knot and do a good job of ideological work, so that I can serve you and swear allegiance to you.

Thinking of this, Erhong smiled bitterly.

She didn't know herself, at this moment, why did she think so obscene about the beloved brother Zhanji in front of her, who had accompanied him through the most precious cardamom years of his life for eight years!

But maybe she deliberately thought of him a little badly, and she wouldn't be so reluctant to leave, so she wouldn't be so sad.

Of course, perhaps, Wu Erhong is not cranky, perhaps, Zhu Zhan is basically like this.

Zhu Zhanji grew up with Yongle Emperor Zhu Di since he was a child, and in the point of "deep scheming", he completely learned the essence of Yongle Emperor's "imperial heart technique".

Perhaps, sooner or later, he will become a black-bellied emperor like Emperor Yongle.

One will be a success!

Everyone will be the sacrifice of his power in the end!

Thinking of this, Er Hong suddenly felt a shudder.

She couldn't help but think sadly: "Perhaps, from the beginning, my acquaintance with this royal boy was wrong!" I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him in the first place! ”

However, if you fall in love with someone you shouldn't love, how can you be the only one in the world?

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji saw Erhong's sad expression, stopped the commotion just now, he didn't go to the emperor to take back his fate, just sat quietly under the white plum tree.

He sat slowly in the garden, the petals of the white plum floating in front of him, and he stretched out his hand so that the petals fell into the palm of his hand, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

At this time, the moon crept up.

Carefully examined in the moonlight, the petals of the white plum are a little red, just like the rouge on a beauty's face, the color of being stained with tears.

"Helplessly, the flowers are falling, and the familiar Yan returns", a trace of indescribable sadness appeared on Zhu Zhanji's face

He held the petal in his hand and crumpled it with the warmth of his palm.

Finally, he said categorically: "Hong'er, I know that no matter whether I beg the emperor or not now, he will not take back his fate." I can't stop you from going to the Han Palace, but I will definitely persuade the imperial grandfather not to let you go to Le'an as the concubine of the Han King. ”

"Actually, why don't you add to it? You also know the domineering of the Han King, I am a weak woman, I went to his house, if he wants me to be her concubine, I send someone under the fence, what can I do? ”

"He dares!" When Zhu Zhanji said this, his face suddenly became angry, "I will definitely ask the imperial grandfather to give an order, so that the king of Han will not touch you a single hair." Unless ......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanji suddenly laughed narrowly, as if he was laughing ridiculously at something incredible.

"Unless what?"

Erhong saw his ill-intentioned smile, and he was a little confused.

"Unless you are willing to marry my second uncle! Otherwise, no one will dare to force you. Ha ha. ”

Zhu Zhanji seems to think that Wu Erhong will never like King Han, let alone want to marry him.

"That's hard to say. This Han Wang's side concubine is not appropriate, who has the final say! Hum. Anyway, he is also a handsome uncle, and he is still a prince. ”

Erhong glanced at Zhu Zhanji and hummed quietly.

"By the way, if I want to know if you are married again, how can I contact you?"

Wu Erhong asked sourly.

"You forgot? Prince Unhara's Divine Bird! ”

When Zhu Zhanji said this, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a safety umbrella for Erhong.

Erhong also remembered the two bird eggs that Prince Wenhala gave him that day.

"That's what you're talking about? Hey, those two eggs, I don't look good, didn't you take them last time? ”

She thought it was a little funny.

"Don't do that! Hong'er, Prince Wenhala didn't lie to you. The two eggs, which I have successfully hatched under the direction of Prince Wenhara, are now a husband and wife, one male and one female, and one for you and one for me in the future. ”

"Where are the two birds?" Erhong really thinks it's a fantasy.

"Don't worry, when you set off, I will personally hand over the female bird to you, and Prince Wenhara will teach you how to domesticate this sacred bird along the way."

Zhu Zhanji was full of confidence, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, and he said affectionately: "The prince said that this little vulture bird is called 'immortal bird', and it can live for 100 years, even if we don't see each other in this life, we can use it to send us letters." Aren't we like we've never been apart? ”

"Okay. With that foreign prince and his divine bird to help me, I believe that I will be like a fish in water in my work. Erhong also turned from worry to joy.

"Sister, I hope you understand that I have worked so hard to protect you." Zhu Zhanji suddenly said meaningfully.

Intuition told Erhong that Zhu Zhanji must have hidden something in this subconscious sentence.

"What did he do for my own good, but wouldn't let me know?" Erhong racked his brains and couldn't think of it for a while.

"Alright, Hong'er, it's getting late, we need to rest early. Tomorrow we have to go to see the emperor together. I came to you today to tell you that I will definitely help you tomorrow and persuade the emperor that I must not let you go to Le'an Prefecture as the concubine of the Han Dynasty! ”

Zhu Zhanji and Erhong walked out of the garden side by side, and when they parted, he whispered again and again.

"How can you be sure that I don't want to marry King Han?"

Erhong remembered in a trance that he had seen the Han King who looked against the sky four years ago.

She smiled and said, "Maybe I met your second uncle and wanted to be your second aunt again." Princess Han, how noble this identity is, who doesn't yearn for it! Not to mention my little palace maid! ”

"Hong'er, you're still angry with me!" Zhu Zhanji shook his head angrily, and went to Fengtian Hall without looking back.

In the Fengtian Palace, Ma Gongcheng was serving the emperor with ginseng tea, and as soon as he saw Zhu Zhanji, he withdrew from the hall with interest.

"Grandpa Huang, Erhong can't go to the Han Palace's Mansion in the name of the concubine of the Han King!" Zhu Zhanji said categorically.

"Oh, why is that? The wedding of the emperor's grandson, the whole world celebrates, and the marriage of the Han king who is far away is not only a reflection of the love of the father, but also a protection of the identity of the second red. ”

Emperor Yongle was surprised by Zhu Zhanji's words.

"Of course, I know. If Erhong arrives at the Han Mansion in the name of the emperor's grandfather's marriage, everyone in the Han Mansion will definitely not dare to snub Erhong. Grandpa Huang originally wanted to protect her, yes or no? Zhu Zhanji analyzed.

Emperor Yongle nodded.

"However, if Hong'er doesn't want to marry, wouldn't she be too wronged?"

Zhu Zhanji knew this reason, and it was definitely not enough to make the imperial grandfather change his mind.

So he paused, looked into the eyes of the imperial grandfather, and said seriously:

"If Hong'er really marries the King of Han, the woman marries her husband, and then has children, for the sake of the children, I'm afraid that Hong'er will gradually forget her mission and become a Han princess with peace of mind. Maybe the emperor's grandfather spent his painstaking efforts to cultivate the meticulous work, but in the end he turned against each other and became someone else's eyeliner? ”

As soon as Zhu Zhanji's words came out, he hit the nail on the head, and Emperor Yongle was stunned for a moment. (To be continued.) )