Chapter 11: Misconceptions
Playing cards out of common sense, Chonghua doesn't like to do that.
For an online writer who is accustomed to writing about the theme of Xianxia, it is fundamental to lay a solid foundation step by step.
But in this completely unfamiliar world, insecurity always pinched Chonghua's tense nerves.
She didn't want to be manipulated, or even to be part of a dream that she didn't know when she would wake up.
I just want to end it early, everyone else.
Princess Tongjiang looked at Chonghua lightly. Although the appearance of the woman in front of her is not a country and a city, she also has the warmth of a small jasper. If you don't speak, you look well-behaved and sensible. A pair of eyes, sharp and cold. Embedded in that palm-sized little face, it is too dazzling.
"Miss Ling Er is a cheerful person. This palace first thanked the second lady for taking care of the face of our palace. The princess said with a faint smile.
Chonghua's heart was stagnant, the princess was not as angry as she expected. Even the cold air of Fang Cai has now dissipated.
"Ming people don't say dark words, this palace hasn't been so happy for a long time." The princess picked up a cup of tea and took a shallow sip.
If you don't call me me, you will be called Hongu...... Chonghua felt that his palms were all cold.
This princess of Tongjiang was also a princess back then. Even if you get married and become a mother. The coercion of the royal family is innate. In that world full of electronic devices, how could there have been such people.
"What the second lady thinks in her heart, this palace probably understands one or two. But if this palace tells you, my son just needs a wife. Whoever that person is, would you be surprised? The princess smiled at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Chonghua who had been standing with her head down with interest below.
All it takes is a wife...... That is, no matter who it is, as long as someone marries it. But this does not become a reason for the Tongjiang Royal Mansion to turn a blind eye. You can leave it alone, what about the emperor? Could it be that the emperor doesn't care?
Chonghua pursed his lips: "Niangniang, the folk girl doesn't understand." ”
The princess smiled slightly: "You don't need to understand, just wait to get married with peace of mind." ”
Chonghua squeezed the silk handkerchief in his hand tightly. A feeling of strong buying and selling arises spontaneously. The kind where you walk into a mall and the store is chasing you with a product to buy it. You have made it clear that you will never consume, but they say that it doesn't matter, you can take it home and use it.
That feeling of not being dry or crunchy...... Chonghua gritted his teeth tightly. It seems that there is really no shortcut.
Only escaped. There is no other way.
Chonghua returned to the glazed flower hall with a white face. The ladies in the flower hall are in full swing. I saw Chonghua walk in from the back hall. They all stepped forward and invited Chonghua to chant poems together.
The noble ladies who came all knew about the Ling family, but Chonghua's identity was not questioned by the princess. If you are really not satisfied, you can just throw it out in front of everyone. But the princess not only did not do this, but also dragged Chonghua to the back hall to say something considerate. It can be seen that the dust has basically settled on this matter.
Chonghua's mind turned a thousand times, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
It's like in a subway station, people are crowded, people are next to people. Chonghua's eyebrows furrowed, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.
"Oops, Second Miss Ling fainted. Come on. ”
"I saw her face was not good just now, did she catch a cold?"
"Maybe it's a bit hard to prepare the wedding dress these days."
"Didn't you say that the Tongjiang Royal Mansion is ready, and you don't have to worry about Miss Ling Er at all."
"Yes, I also heard that the prince explicitly forbids bringing a companion maid."
……
Buzzing in the ears. Chonghua frowned tightly. Immediately, the maids and women walked in and helped Chonghua to rest in the side courtyard. Jinghua and Suiyue were also notified to come over and take care of her.
Ling Yuehua stood on the periphery with some hesitation, and after thinking about it, she bit her lip. Closely follow the crowd that helped Chonghua to the back.
"Miss, please go back." The mirror dazzled her eyes and directly stopped Ling Yuehua outside the hospital.
Ling Yuehua's face changed: "I, I'm her sister." Take care of her...... It is also justified. ”
Jinghua looked at Ling Yuehua coldly. Ling Yuehua was stared at by her and felt uncomfortable. Biting Sakura's lip, she flicked her sleeves and ran away.
What is she Ling Yuehe, being held in the palm of her hand like this. It's not like she didn't want it and gave it to her. If she wanted to...... If she wanted to......
Ling Yuehua stopped. Turning his head, his eyes were complicated, staring at the courtyard where Chonghua was helped into. The little white hand clutched the silk handkerchief tightly.
With a horizontal heart, he raised his feet and ran towards the gate of Shengjing Garden.
Naturally, there was a carriage waiting at the door, and the coachman saw that the eldest lady of their family came out alone, and he didn't even bring the maid who accompanied him. Thought something was wrong.
Ling Yuehua's face was snow-white, and she hurriedly got into the car: "Go to Tongjiang Palace." ”
The coachman was stunned, but there was no room for rebuttal. What is he? I had to drive the car and let the accompanying little guy go back to Lingfu to communicate first. If something really goes wrong, he can't be blamed.
Sitting in the carriage, Ling Yuehua had a gloomy face and held her breath tightly. The silk handkerchief in his hand has been kneaded and wrinkled. The palms of his hands were cold.
The Shengjing Garden in the Tongjiang Wangfu is not far away, and it will arrive in less than a quarter of an hour.
Ling Yuehua let people report it, and waited outside the corner gate.
It seemed like a century had passed, and someone from inside had returned. The prince of Tongjiang waited in the outer study to find the jade pavilion.
Ling Yuehua paused as she got out of the carriage. Standing outside the corner gate, he hesitated. But the shadow in her heart only expanded more and more as her regret grew.
He raised his head sharply and followed the little guy inside.
Looking for the jade pavilion adjacent to the water, the prince of Tongjiang likes to look at the koi in the pool below from here on weekdays. From time to time, he pinched the crumbs of steamed buns in his hands and threw them down, stirring up a pool of water.
When Ling Yuehua was led by the maid to the door of the Jade Hunting Pavilion. Stood up slightly. I wiped the sweat on my face with a handkerchief. Slightly helped his sideburns. With his head up, he walked in.
The prince of Tongjiang did not get up to greet her as she thought, but leaned on the side of the window that was pushed open. With one leg on a rattan chair and half of an overnight steamed bun in his hand, he was crushing and throwing it into the pond little by little, watching the koi compete for food.
"The prince is well." Ling Yuehua called softly in the most charming voice in her life.
The prince of Tongjiang didn't look back, just poofed and laughed.
"Miss Ling is a rare guest, she has never been far away, so she is fine."
Ling Yuehua looked at the man who was still staring at the carp in surprise. Wasn't he curious if her looks were as charming as her voice? Didn't he want to compare the woman who was about to marry and her sister, who was more feminine?
"Shizi ......" Ling Yuehua looked at Na Yingting's back, and forgot the purpose of her coming for a while.
The prince of Tongjiang patted the steamed bun crumbs in his hand. Turn your face away.
Ling Yue was stunned in place.
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