When the eldest princess Xiao Hua heard that her unfilial daughter had come to Bodhi Temple again, her temples jumped suddenly, and even with her grandmother Sun who was waiting behind her, she couldn't help but dance with her, and heard that her unfilial daughter didn't come to her at all, but to play chess with her sweetheart Zhou Zhuo, and she danced more than just her temples.

"What do you say Changle is going to do?" The eldest princess Xiao Hua frowned and asked Grandma Sun who was following behind her, "This child, this palace is really getting more and more ignorant." Although Changle was not close to her before, he seemed to be just a little wooden, and there was no other trouble, but now that he was close to her, the whole person began to jump out.

"Hey, it's not what the old slave says, the little princess can do whatever she likes, with Zhou Gongzi persuading, it's better than the master, you and the little princess are-for-tat, master, don't be too obstructive, as long as the little princess doesn't go out of this mansion, she can't see the one in the Jinghong Pavilion, she tosses flowers in the mansion, what can she do?" The conflict between mother and daughter can no longer intensify.

The eldest princess inserted the little princess's yard like a hedgehog hedgehog, and she could run into a large number of secret guards with a flick of her hand, obviously to put the little princess under house arrest, and the little princess didn't come to make trouble with the eldest princess, it was already very good.

Grandma Sun deeply felt that watching people is the main thing, and in the peace that will be maintained at this time, everything else is secondary.

"Yes, Mama is right, the palace is going to be confused by that girl, that girl is really timely, Zhou Zhuo has just finished reading the scriptures in the evening, and the palace has not had time to see people, so let this girl be confused."

The words of the eldest princess Xiao Hua have brought out a slight sour taste - the relationship between the stepfather and daughter is more confidant than that of their own mother and daughter, is she still tasteful?

What a failure to be a mother!

Grandma Sun couldn't answer this, pretending to be deaf and didn't hear it, and then crossed out: "The master might as well take advantage of the free time now, write a poster by hand, and be ready to send it to the Zhenguo Mansion at any time." "At this time, there is no news from the saint, and the marriage between the prince of Zhenguo and the little princess should be completed, just waiting for the marriage tomorrow.

When the eldest princess Xiao Hua heard the words of Zhenguo Mansion, her sluggish spirit shook like chicken blood, and she stroked her palms and said: "That's right, go and prepare pen and ink, and this palace will write it by yourself." "This kind of serious matter, since you have to get up early, marry this girl as soon as possible, and you will be quiet here.

Playing chess, Changle can only know Heizi and Baizi, know the simple steps, even if she is reborn for a lifetime, she still doesn't have much good impression of this kind of black and white, and she still doesn't have much affection for the objects that make her dizzy when she sees them, but Zhou Zhuo is a master in chess.

After two rounds, Changle was killed without leaving a piece of armor, and it took less than a pillar of incense, and the little white dog next to Changle couldn't stand it anymore, blocking his face with his small front paws, the hostess's chess skills were too embarrassing, what to do, online, etc.!

Zhou Zhuo held on to the sunspot, casually glanced at Changle with a gloomy face, slowly pressed his wrist, put down the chess pieces steadily, and ended the third game.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" There's no need to start the fourth game again, right, the whole game is over, and it takes a long time to clean up the chess pieces, so it's good? spread the word, and it had to be said that he bullied children.

It's hard to think that Changle can endure it for so long, and it's time.

"It's nothing, I just want Uncle Zhou, come and see Uncle Zhou," Changle felt that what she said was not as good as the chess game just now, it was too insincere, and it was even more wolfy, she decided not to go around in circles, "Li Rong has one thing, ask me to bring it to Uncle Zhou, the matter of these two days, thank you Uncle Zhou, Changle understands." ”

"Understood? What do you know? Zhou Zhuo didn't think so, he didn't think Changle understood anything about him, what he did was just for his glory, Changle was still young, he wanted to thank her, and he should thank her mother.

What does Zhou Zhuo mean, how can Changle not know, how to say that she is also reliving a lifetime, and she is not really young, but she can only pretend to be confused at this time, "Changle naturally understands, Uncle Zhou might as well take a look at the thank you gift that Li Rongxiang gave you, can you like it?" ”

Changle took the wooden box from Sheng Xia's hand, held it in both hands and handed it to Zhou Zhuo, and the little boy who followed Zhou Zhuo took advantage of this gap to remove the chess table between Zhou Zhuo and Changle and replace it with a small wooden table for daily use.

When Zhou Zhuo saw the quaint wooden box handed by Changle, his eyebrows had rarely gathered together, and he didn't need to open the box, he had already guessed what was in the box.

After taking the box, his fingers stroked the position of the lid and trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe that he could still see this object after many years, and thought that this object had already been destroyed in the Zhou State Mansion.

When he was expelled from the house, he was very wolf, the piece of armor was not brought out, there was only a set of coarse cloth clothes on his body, and there were no superfluous objects, he never felt sorry for anything else, only this inkstone, he never forgot it.

This is a token of engagement that he made with his own hands and gave to Hua.

Later, because of the actions behind the back of others, he had a misunderstanding with Hua, and Qihua sent him back this inkstone in a fit of anger.

He made a wooden box with his own hands and put it in it, and planned to return the object to Qihua after the misunderstanding was clarified, but the result was a misunderstanding and early clearing, but the thing was seen again after 20 years.

A few days ago, Qihua also talked about this inkstone, saying that she did everything impulsively, she did not regret it, only this matter, twenty years later, has not been recovered, and her intestines are green with regret.

He wanted to make the same inkstone again, but Qihua stopped him and didn't let him do it, and said that even if it was exactly the same, it would not be the same party back then.

Zhou Zhuo opened the wooden box, took out the inkstone contained in the box, held it in his hand, squinted a pair of tearful eyes, and stared for a long time.

Changle watched with Zhou Zhuo, Changle naturally saw that it was not an inkstone, and it was not her engagement token, she stared at a certain place but not somewhere, found a support point for her sight, and began to think about Li Rongxiang.

In such a field, even if Zhou Zhuo was bribed with this inkstone, not to mention whether Zhou Zhuo accepted or did not accept the 'bribe' to help them say good things to her mother, just said that the misunderstanding and grievances were resolved, and it would take a long time for her to see Li Rongxiang.

In case, just like the previous life, Li Rongxiang was sent to the northwest by his uncle again, thinking about the long ten years, she was also drunk, and she couldn't bear it, it is estimated that if she really got to such a field, she would do something extraordinary.

Just as Changle was thinking about Li Rongxiang, Li Rongxiang was also thinking about her.

Now that they have understood each other's intentions, how can they be willing to separate.

"Sir, the chief butler has already started to prepare the carriage and horse luggage, when will we leave?" Mo Dye handed the mixed medicinal juice to Li Rongxiang, and he also sat on Li Rongxiang's couch.

Today, the saint has issued two holy decrees, urging them to leave Shangjing within three days and go to the northwest.

After suffering for a day and a night, after getting the antidote, he was raised until that night, and Li Rongxiang, who was haggard before, looked like he was fine.

This blood Gu is so magical, if you can't eat its antidote, life is better than death. As long as you eat it, it will take less than a moment and a half, and you will be fine, as if the previous death is fake.

Taking the medicinal juice handed by the ink dye, Li Rongxiang frowned, closed his eyes and didn't look at the black and slimy medicine, and tried to drink it all, but he was still choked and coughed up.

Bitter, medicine only has this taste, no matter what kind of doctor, no matter how the prescription is, it is bitter in the end.

He hates drinking medicine the most, he hates it very much, and he can't describe it in 10,000 words, but he has been drinking since he was a child, and he is about to reach his old age, and he still can't do without this damn medicine.

After rinsing his mouth with honey water, Li Rongxiang closed his eyes for a while, relieved the bitterness in his stomach and intestines, and then said, "Don't clean up, we can't go to the northwest." ”

Just kidding, go to the northwest, he can't come back in a few years, his little girl can wait for him, and the little girl's mother can't let him, when the time comes, his little girl will even give birth to other men. Is he coming back to be a godfather?

- Phew, he's not Zhou Zhuo, he can't bear this kind of thing.

"Sir, the Holy One must have been furious about the antidote, and at this time, it is not good for us to come against the Holy One,"

Mo Ran estimated that if his husband didn't go to the northwest, he would have to go to the prison to be tortured, and he was reckless when he went to find the little princess, and now there is no way back at all, he is sorry for his husband, and if his husband has a case, he will accompany him.

"You don't need me to face the saint, I have been taught to be loyal and patriotic in the Book of Poetry since I was a child, how dare I do something disobedient to the saint," Li Rongxiang was light-hearted, and his words were full of inexhaustible ridicule.

Mo Dye understands that the more his husband says this, the more he will do this.

His husband has always been strategic, and he is forced to disappear when he talks and laughs. At this time, it is said that there is no need to go to the northwest, but it should not be able to go to the northwest.

He can't learn from his husband, no matter what tricky things he encounters, he can always think of a suitable strategy to deal with it, to ensure that he is not lost, and he is so angry that the other party turns on his back, and he can't find his fault.

It would be great if you didn't go to the bitter cold land in the northwest," then I'll go and tell the old housekeeper so that he doesn't have to clean up. "Lest they have to toss back after cleaning up for a while, they have tossed enough in the past two days.

"Things still have to be packed, bring a few more light and thin ones, according to a month or so of preparation, it is estimated that it will go south,"

After Li Rongxiang finished speaking, Mo Ran looked like a fool, and said incredulously, "Sir, you, are you the sequelae of the Gu poison attack, I ...... I'm going to get a doctor. ”

"Stop, what doctor, didn't you just send people away?" He still has the bitter taste of medicine in his mouth, Li Rongxiang said helplessly: "You just do what I say, I don't plan to die yet, my good days are ahead, I want to live longer, I will not offend the saint, and also, bring a carrier pigeon, I want to send a message to the crow, the matter is done, maybe there is no need to go south," he can rest assured that he can think about how to marry his little girl.

The crow is not a person of poetry, Li Rongxiang has been in this industry for 20 years, if he didn't have some of his own power and the doorway next to him, he would have died many times. He just doesn't use it lightly, or he uses it silently, and he doesn't fall into the hands of others.

Mo Dye knew about the crow, and he didn't know what the specific way was.

Mr. doesn't take the initiative to talk to him, he will never ask more, Mr. is all for his good, doing their business, not necessarily the more you know, the better, you don't know any secrets, but you can live longer.

After the ink was dyed, Li Rongxiang reached out and pulled the silk quilt on his chest higher, almost above his head, his slender and slightly thin body slowly bowed into a semicircle, and his hands covered the softest lower abdomen around him.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever he encountered a difficult problem related to life and death decisions, he always liked to habitually circle himself in a circle, as if only in this way, those things that strangled him could not breathe would be solved.

Since he slowly remembered, after knowing his life experience and understanding the relationship between his parents, he was disheartened overnight, life was just going with the flow, there was never anything he clearly wanted, it was all dispensable, including his own life, and the position of the master of the scriptures and scriptures, which was more important in the eyes of others.

These things, for a person like him, who has been destined to be lonely and lonely since birth, seem to be passing by in the past, and there is nothing wrong with getting it, and losing it is also a relief.

The more you get in touch and the longer you get along, the more you can't restrain yourself, urging him not to lose, he must have, otherwise, he can't draw that circle in his life.

It's worth using some means.

- Even if it is the life experience that he is most reluctant to touch and recall in his heart, as long as it is for the sake of long-term happiness and used as a raft, he is also willing.

Just when Li Rongxiang was planning to use his unbearable life experience to make some fuss and strive to achieve the goal of staying in Shangjing, Changle was also here in Zhou Zhuo and knew why her mother, Princess Xiao Hua, was so fierce that she and Li Rongxiang were on good terms.

The reason for this...... It really made her accept incompetence for a while.

Changle never expected that Li Rongxiang and Zhou Zhuo would not only have an accident, but also get married, and what she didn't expect was that Li Rongxiang's twists and turns in his life experience could be connected up and down, implicating the spicy secrets of the three generations of the Great Seal royal family and several bloody internal and external changes.

"This inkstone is made by me, when I made this inkstone, Li Rongxiang was only a few years old, and I was just a young man who had nothing to do, and I was obsessed with your mother, Li Rongxiang called me a cousin, people said that a table is three thousand miles, and the relationship between our cousins is even more far,"

Zhou Zhuo's thumb rubbed the peach blossom inkstone of the inkstone held in the palm of his palm, "Sejong passed on the throne to your uncle not long ago, he has been the empress for a few years, and he wants to be the emperor again, your uncle was still young at that time, and there was no power to help in the court, how dare he compete with Sejong, and hurriedly gave way to go back, Empress Sejong passed away at that time, your uncle and your mother lost the biggest support in the harem, and no one spoke for your uncle in the upper and lower circles, that spring, the peach blossoms on the outskirts of Shangjing bloomed brilliantly, and your mother did everything for your uncle's throneI didn't want to go out of the palace to enjoy the flowers, I thought about taking this □□ back to the palace with your mother to see, so I made this inkstone with my own hands. "In the final analysis, the chaos of those years and the successive coups d'état were all made by Sejong himself.

Who wants to listen to this inkstone, he is even less interested in the chaos of Sejong's later years, Changle is very speechless for Zhou Zhuo's way of narrating, although he scratches his heart and scratches his liver like a kitten in his heart, but he doesn't dare to urge, he just waits patiently.

Li Rongxiang wanted to call Zhou Zhuo 'cousin', but she followed her mother, but she wanted to call Zhou Zhuo 'uncle'. This generation is chaotic, like the aquatic plants in the muddy pond, and I didn't expect that the more chaotic ones were still to come.

"Li Rongxiang didn't tell you, did he? Li is not his father's surname at all, Li is his grandmother's maiden name," Zhou Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at Changle who was looking at him, "Do you know what his real surname is?" ”

Changle subconsciously shook his head, but there was a faint bad feeling in his heart.

"You found out last night, didn't you? It's just that no one gives you an accurate statement, you don't really want to admit it in your heart, Uncle Zhou is suing you now, what you know is true, Li Rongxiang is indeed the master of the Book of Poetry, the title of the Lord of the Book of Poetry is the same as the prince, you are a royal princess, you should have heard of it, the Lord of the Book of Poetry can only be served by people with royal blood, this is the rule set by Tai/Zu, who dares to break it, Li Rongxiang's surname is naturally Jiang, and your surname Jiang is the same. "is still the only one in the world whose father is surnamed Jiang and whose mother is also surnamed Jiang, and they are both aunts and nephews of the royal family but two generations apart.

This secret scandal, Princess Xiao Hua will not personally discuss it with Changle, so he can only tell it, and after Changle knows, she will choose where to go.

After all, this kind of relationship is not acceptable to everyone, especially a young lady like Changle, who grew up in a deep boudoir and read etiquette boudoirs.

If Changle still chooses Li Rongxiang, it has nothing to do with him, how can you say that Li Rongxiang also called him 'cousin', hey, it's just that Qihua probably can't bear to have such a son-in-law whose relationship is too complicated to say.

It turned out to be like this, Changle only felt that a wall suddenly rose in his chest, and his eyes were blackened.

This relationship, placed in her previous life, she would definitely not be able to accept it, but then again, if she hadn't experienced so much in her previous life, she would not have fallen in love with Li Rongxiang, who was completely from two worlds with her, so it would not be a problem to live a new life.

No wonder Old Prince Yun always takes special care of Li Rongxiang, and when Li Rongxiang saw Old Prince Yun, he didn't have any special etiquette. Dig deeper, these two people are the same regardless of their seniority or title. Others don't know Li Rongxiang's identity and life experience, as the old prince Yun who has been the commander of the Zongren Mansion of the two dynasties, I'm afraid he knows everything.

However, what Zhou Zhuo said, there is one thing that Changle disagrees with.

Her surname 'Jiang' is thanks to her mother's blessing, according to the usual truth in this world, she must be surnamed Yang, that is her father's surname. Her surname is Jiang, but she is not a girl from the Jiang family, no matter how you count it, she and Li Rongxiang are cousins.

Didn't Zhou Zhuo himself say that a table is three thousand miles? Far away!

How could she and Li Rongxiang be separated because of these messy things of seven hundred years of valley and eight hundred years of chaff......

――In a word: As long as Li Rongxiang is not born to the Marquis of Fuchang, she can endure anything else.

Li Rongxiang...... Why does he call you cousin? Compared with Li Rongxiang's chaotic/incestuous life experience, Changle is somewhat interested in Zhou Zhuo and Li Rongxiang's cousin relationship.

Forced by the situation, she has reached the point of pervasiveness, even if there is a little possibility, she has to take advantage of it, family card, family card, success and Xiao He defeat Xiao He things, hate it and love it, and can't leave it.

"Li Rongxiang's maternal grandmother and my maternal grandmother are two sisters, both of them are the concubines of the Jianghuai Li family, with the same father and different mother," this memory is too far away for Zhou Zhuo, or when he was very young, his mother mentioned it to him, at that time, their mother and son were still in the dilapidated family temple on the outskirts of Shangjing, and they had received some silver money from the palace from Concubine Li's trusteeship, and they could be regarded as taking care of their mother and son.

The distant relatives of the other three generations, no wonder Zhou Zhuo said that it was farther than the farther, it seemed that there was no hope, Changle suddenly lost his interest in digging deeply, reached out and picked up the little white dog nestled beside her and hugged it in his arms, ready to go back to his yard.

Zhou Zhuo has been delayed for a long time, and the sky outside the window is getting dark, and it is estimated that her mother can't afford to wait for a long time, and she is afraid that she will start grinding her teeth and biting people.

There was too much stimulation this day and night, but fortunately, in the next three days, she still had a buffer, fasting and meditating, which was so much needed at this time.

She really had to think about it, and the ups and downs of love made her very sad. Think about it in the long run, or think about it in the long run......

As soon as Changle left, the eldest princess Xiao Hua immediately killed, so fast that Zhou Zhuo didn't have time to put the love inkstone into the wooden box, and this time he didn't have to accept it, and was directly caught by the eldest princess Xiao Hua.

"Inkstone? Where did you find it? I thought I'd never see each other again? It's been more than twenty years, and this object is still the same," Princess Xiao Hua's eyes lit up as if she could fly out of the stars, and her excited tone suddenly became dozens of years younger, and even Zhou Zhuo laughed along.

He hugged the waist of the eldest princess Xiao Hua and kissed the eldest princess Xiao Hua's cheek, he didn't want to say but he had to say: "Li Rongxiang sent it to Changle." ”

"What?" was so frightened that the inkstone in the hand of the eldest princess Xiao Hua was not held and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Zhou Zhuo caught it quickly, otherwise this thing that was finally lost and recovered would have to be broken in a sentence before it was warmed.

After Zhou Zhuo took the inkstone, the eldest princess Xiao Hua also nervously followed and inspected, and saw that the inkstone was not bumped, so she put her mind at ease, and remembered what Zhou Zhuo said just now, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

Why is this inkstone still sent by Li Rongxiang and Changle? She really underestimated Li Rongxiang, who could make holes more than a mouse on the ground, and she didn't pull anything.

Zhou Zhuo said what he had said to Changle before to Princess Xiao Hua word for word, and finally concluded: "I look at Changle like that, he is dead set on Li Rongxiang, I'm afraid it's hard to stop you, it's better to ......" He himself has been hurt emotionally, knows this pain, and doesn't want anyone in this world to repeat his pain.

"What's not as good as what? You don't speak for them, I can't tolerate it here, and you don't want to think about those things back then," Zhou Zhuo just recites the Buddha a lot, and he has a compassionate heart, but he can't abuse it here.

"I just don't want to be back then, Li Rongxiang was still young at that time, and it has nothing to do with him, I am not an angry person, but also think about the present, think about how big the gap is between him and Changle, my daughter can never marry his kind of unconscious person, Changle is still young now, I don't understand my heart, and when she will be a mother in the future, she naturally understands the mind of a mother, which mother does not want her daughter to have everything go well, be safe, think less and worry less,"

The eldest princess Xiao Hua said it like a cannonball, and Zhou Zhuo was speechless.

"Do you think Changle can live a stable life with Li Rongxiang? As soon as he enters the Book of Poetry, he will be a ghost for life, although the position of the suzerain of his Book of Poetry is higher than that of the prince, but he cannot be open to people for a lifetime, what identity do you say he will take to marry Changle? Is the identity of the owner of the Amazing Hung Pavilion, Yu Gongzi? Marry the only princess of the dynasty? Don't let the people outside laugh off their big teeth, if that's all, that's it, you and I are people who have gone through several changes, don't you know how much is involved behind this, just a few years of calm, I don't want to be involved anymore, I'm tired! ”

The last three words, when the eldest princess Xiao Hua said them, she had already withdrawn her last bit of strength, and she used Zhou Zhuo's arms to spread softly on Zhou Zhuo's body.

"I have asked for a good marriage for her," Princess Xiao Hua's hand slowly raised and fell on Zhou Zhuo's cheek, "After a long time, she will appreciate it." ”

Seeing the eldest princess Xiao Hua who was so tired physically and mentally, Zhou Zhuo's heart softened, and he picked up the eldest princess Xiao Hua with both hands and walked towards the inner room of the bedroom.

I hope that, as Qihua wishes, Changle will also feel that it is a good marriage.