But I'm not a princess......

Yang Ying's heart was about to jump to her throat, but she didn't dare to speak, so she could only shake her head slightly, so she didn't know whether it was the phoenix crown or the red hijab, making a jingling sound. The man's breath was close at hand, the man finally gently lifted her hijab, and the fierce face had never been so gentle - although Yang Sakura had said to herself countless times, fake, all fake, but in her dreams, she still relived that moment again and again.

"Ahh

"Don't move, let me hug it, ...... it" Yang Sakura, who was about to shout, instantly recognized the voice, as well as the embrace. It was Murong Jing! But why was he so sad, was he trembling? Yang Ying deeply felt his helplessness and sadness, and his hug was so humble, as if he was begging her.

"You, what's wrong with you......" Yang Ying asked in a low voice, carefully stretching out her two hands that were still able to move, and holding him as much as she could, "I'm sick, so I haven't been able to go to Tianzhang Temple to serve Wang Shang Tang for the past two days. Y-What's wrong with you?"

Murong Jing didn't speak, he buried his head deep in the auspicious clothes, the auspicious clothes had her smell on them, she was right in front of him, this was the wife he identified, he should believe that she would not dislike his origins - although she had an extremely crazy master, although she was so loyal to her master, but after all, they were already skin-to-skin, and they had to be together...... Murong Jing's heart was confused for a while, his mind was full of thoughts, and he felt that Yang Ying wanted to break free from the auspicious clothes that covered most of her people, so he hurriedly hugged her tightly to prevent her from moving, and asked extremely softly: "Your parents...... What kind of person is it?"

This question was a little sudden, Yang Ying was stunned and replied: "My mother is a female official in the Li Dynasty Palace, I don't know what my father's surname is, it's probably a guard or something." ”

"They...... Do they love you?"

"My father left when I was very young, and my mother raised me alone, and later brought me into the palace, and then she also left, and I don't know if they love me or not...... But there's no bad impression on me, it's about loving me. ”

Yang Ying, who was covered in clothes, suddenly felt that the embrace was stagnant for a moment, and then hugged her tightly, Murong Jing's voice had a thick nasal voice, he seemed to be crying, Yang Ying's heart was suddenly confused, she stammered and asked, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong with you?" Murong Jing, what's wrong with you?"

"Me, I have a mother too......"

"What?"

"My mother is the same clan as Concubine Zhen...... She had a difficult birth when she gave birth to me and died. ”

"Fellow clansmen, are you too—the Snow Clan?" Yang Ying finally broke free of the dress, her hair messed up, and she stared at Murong Jing in front of her in surprise, "When did you find out?

"My father...... My father...... It is the king, Murong Fusu. ”

Murong Jing spit out the last four words with difficulty, and together with the bright red auspicious clothes, gently, heavily, fell to the ground and landed on Yang Ying's heart. She unconsciously pushed Murong Jing away, and took two steps back blankly, "What are you talking about......

"My mother is just a nameless woman, she never married the king, but she gave birth to me-" Seeing Yang Ying's expression, Murong Jing was suddenly anxious and frightened, he held Yang Ying's hand tightly to prevent her from retreating, "You won't look down on me, will you?"

"No, how could it be!" Yang Ying looked at Murong Jing's hot gaze, and suddenly didn't dare to look directly, and saw the auspicious clothes that fell to the ground, so she hurriedly went over to pick them up, "This dress can't be dirty, this is the wedding auspicious dress of my Royal Highness, it can't be dirty, can't-"

Finally, Murong Jing fell to his knees in despair: "I...... I don't know what to do with him......"

Yang Sakura, who was busy holding up the long auspicious clothes, suddenly stopped what she was doing, she looked up, the scorching sun was high, the sky was blue like a dream, there was not a trace of clouds, everything was exposed to this sunlight without concealment. She walked up to Murong Jing with her gorgeous clothes, her small pink skirt fluttering in the gusty wind, entangled with the big red clothes, her words were loud, shaking Murong Jing's confused and chaotic heart.

"If you don't dare to face your father and be the future king of Fujian, I, Yang Ying, will look down on you for the rest of my life. ”

In the court on the second day, the king of Min still did not come, just when the hall was full of discussions, outside the palace gate, the eunuch said in a thin voice: "The prince has arrived-"

Murong Jing, who was dressed in the crown prince's clothes, looked proud, and gestured as if he had always been the prince, and under the various surprised eyes of the courtiers in the palace, he strode to the steps under the throne, slowly opened the holy decree in his hand, and read it aloud.

This is the first prince in history to announce that he was made the crown prince, but under the cold gaze of a silver dragon guard outside the hall, under the long sword with a silver light, no one in the Manchu Dynasty dared to say more than half a word, even the uncle of the former prince Murong Xu, Liu Qin, who was in power and the opposition, could only suppress his anger, knelt down with all the ministers in the palace, and shouted: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince!"

There was a subtle sneer on the corner of Murong Jing's mouth, if it weren't for the fact that he ordered someone to copy the letters of incriminating against the prince one by one the night before, and sent them quietly to the bedside of Liu Qin and the others by Yinlongwei, how could today's court be so smooth?

Chu Ling said: "Correct your identity, don't forget your original intention, don't forget your mother." ”

Concubine Zhen said: "The law of the emperor, the art of the court, and the way of governing the country, you and Zihua must be familiar with it, but you still need to remember that water can carry a boat and overturn a boat, and only by winning the hearts of the people can you rule the world." ”

King Min said, "I am not a good king, but I want to ...... You are. ”

When Murong Jing walked out of Tianzhang Courtyard in the moonlight again, the shadows of the trees and the cool breeze all the way, but his steps were never heavy, and he was thinking about what to do at every step in order to recover the damage caused by this rebellion to the entire government and the opposition and even the entire Fujian country as quickly and best as possible; how to help Murong Zihua, who was thousands of miles away; how to negotiate with the Li Dynasty, who was in civil turmoil at the moment and was unwilling to give up nine cities and one river—— There were too many things circling in his mind, and he was in a hurry for a while, and he didn't even notice that he had walked into Nanyan Tower again, and the girl in the fan dress, with a picturesque smile, was waiting for him.