The weather in early spring is slowly warming up, and the flowers and trees are gradually recovering their vitality at this moment, the breeze is not dry, and the sun is just right.

Jing Zetian walked alone in the palace, thinking about tomorrow all the time. The autumn fragrance next to her is also quietly following step by step.

This Usi Khan is really sick, who will discuss it, he will have to call a prince to follow, and he will not send soldiers and horses to directly arrest me and herd sheep for them. Jing Zetian thought depressedly in his heart.

Don't look at what he promised just now, that's no way, in his previous life, he lived for 29 years of life experience, and deeply understands that the leader discusses and arranges for you to do something, then you can just respond to it openly, don't grind and chirp, otherwise it will not only have no effect, but also leave a bad impression on the leader.

Forget it, I don't want to, as long as you don't catch me on the grassland tomorrow to herd sheep, let him be. Jing Zetian thought about it and walked briskly towards his Zhengyang Palace.

"Your Highness, what did Your Majesty tell you to do just now?" Qiu Xiang asked curiously. Just now I found that His Highness was still dull when he came out of the palace, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say much, but now when he saw that His Highness suddenly thought about it, he couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, you girl, why didn't you ask just now, let me vent your murder, I have to wait for me to open up and ask!" Jing Zetian said coldly.

"Slave maid, don't dare, Your Highness!" Sixteen-year-old Qiu Xiang pouted, furrowed her eyebrows, and said with a look of fear.

"Hey, it's all because His Highness is usually too generous to you, so that none of you have the majesty of my Highness in your eyes." Jing Zetian pouted and said. Because of the life in the previous life, I was not used to it when I came to this world, basically eating, drinking, and Lazar have someone to help you do it, so that Jing Zetian, who has been an orphan since he was a child, has relied on himself for everything, and with the adjustment over the years, Jing Zetian is also constantly adapting to these, and now he is used to it except for wiping his buttocks, which are particularly unacceptable. Jing Zetian, who used to be an orphan, deeply understands a truth, don't let the environment adapt to you, you have to adapt to the environment.

However, after so many years of humanitarian education, Jing Zetian rarely punished his subordinates for no reason, so he got along more casually when he only had his own people.

"Hehe, it's still the best for Your Highness, I'll make Ruhua delicious when I go back." Qiu Xiang, who is four years older than Jing Zetian, said coquettishly.

"Okay, let's go back to the palace, we've got enough sun today." Jing Zetian doesn't continue to think about unpleasant things, eating and drinking well and sleeping well is what he should do at this age.

Zhengyang Palace is located in the harem, the princes who have not left the pavilion have to live with their mothers, Zhengyang Palace is the palace of Jing Zetian and his mother Concubine Zhen, Concubine Zhen was originally a concubine, the mother followed the son, and after giving birth to the sixth prince Jing Zetian, he was promoted to a concubine, so he had the treatment of Zhengyang Palace, and the general concubines lived in ordinary small halls.

Jing Zetian and Qiu Xiang walked towards Zhengyang Palace one after the other. After walking for about a stick of incense, I arrived at the outside of Zhengyang Palace, although Zhengyang Palace is a palace, but after all, it is built in the harem, in fact, it is a circle of low walls, but it is extraordinary in the palace.

Jing Zetian and the two entered the courtyard without staying, the Zhengyang Palace, which covers an area of half an acre, stands in the middle, and several small side halls are built on both sides, which are the residences of the people who are close to them.

"Mother, your son, I'm back!" As soon as Jing Zetian arrived at the gate of Zhengyang Palace, he shouted loudly. In his previous life, the orphan didn't feel the love of his parents, in this life, except for his father who was too busy with the emperor to care about him too much, his mother Concubine Zhen cared for him to the extreme, after all, for the concubines in the harem, the son was all they had.

The Zhengyang Hall is also divided into many rooms, many porcelain, landscape paintings are hung in the hall, so that the hall does not seem too empty.

A gorgeously dressed woman took small steps quickly with her skirt and walked towards Jing Zetian. This woman is twenty-eight or nineteen years old, and she is Jing Zetian's mother, Concubine Zhen.

"I'm back! Is it cold outside? Hungry or not? I told Ruhua to cook, right? Concubine Zhen took Jing Zetian's little hand and asked warmly.

"It's still the concubine who understands me, I'm hungry for a long time, so let Ruhua cook quickly." Jing Zetian said coquettishly. When he was born, he was a twenty-nine-year-old soul and recognized a woman younger than himself as a mother, which was very unaccustomed, but later Concubine Zhen's love for him, who had been lonely and helpless since he was a child, gradually accepted this identity and enjoyed maternal love to the fullest.

"Qiu Xiang, you give Ruhua a hand, and do what I love to eat called flowers." Jing Zetian gave Qiu Xiang an order. Jing Zetian was influenced by the star master in his previous life, and gave his personal maid these two names, Ruhua is naturally not the kind of appearance in ordinary film and television dramas, as a palace maid, her appearance is definitely not bad.

"Okay, Your Highness, Ruhua and I will go to the side hall to do it for you." Qiu Xiang bowed and went down. There is a special imperial dining room in the palace, but Jing Zetian is not used to eating those tastes, after all, there is a lack of spices in ancient times, and food is not developed. Jing Zetian vacated a side hall and taught Ruhua to use the ingredients she could find to make some delicacies from her previous life.

"Mother, let's go in and talk about it, I have something to tell you." Jing Zetian said that, he took Concubine Zhen's hand and walked towards the inner room.

"Today, my father summoned me and assigned me a mission." Jing Zetian sat on the warm collapse and said easily.

"Oh? It's rare for your father to arrange a task for you, why did he suddenly look for you today? Concubine Zhen asked suspiciously.

"That's the case, didn't the army of the Youth League go south to our doorstep, and tomorrow we will go to negotiate peace, and my father will send me." Jing Zetian briefly told Concubine Zhen about this matter.

"What! How could your father be like this, how could such a dangerous task be entrusted to you to a child who had just tied his hair! No, I have to reason with your father. Concubine Zhen said excitedly, and stood up as she spoke.

"Slow down, mother, don't get excited, in fact, it was the Usi Khan who asked me Dahua to send a prince to negotiate, in fact, I just went to be a decoration, as long as I don't lose the majesty of my Dahua, the other officials of the free court will do it, and then we will not go to the enemy's camp to talk, just outside Hua'an City, if the other party really has bad intentions, I will immediately withdraw and return." Jing Zetian took Concubine Zhen's hand and patiently explained, wanting to reassure her.

"But even if that's the case, what if something happens? You're the heart of your mother. Concubine Zhen said with tears in her eyes.

"Mother, don't cry, really, this matter is really nothing, you think, as the prince of Dahua, if I retreat at this time, how will the subjects of the world treat me." Jing Zetian comforted Concubine Zhen and said.

"Eh, I know the truth better than you, but I can't help the worry in my heart." Although Concubine Zhen was no longer crying, she said with a worried face.

"Hehe, mother, you don't have to think too much, I'm only twelve years old, if Uss Khan is really not good for me, it will not be good for his prestige in the grassland, after all, the grassland worships the strong is a well-known thing, bullying a child, he still can't do it as a khan." Jing Zetian continued to analyze the actual situation, so as to reassure Concubine Zhen, in this world, the most unavoidable thing for Jing Zetian is Concubine Zhen, so he will not be stupid to put himself in a disadvantageous situation because of a negotiation.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! It's done. Qiu Xiang suddenly ran in and shouted.

"Okay, mother, don't think so much, hurry up and eat called flowers**, it's not delicious when it's cold." Jing Zetian took the opportunity to change the topic and said.

"Okay, Zetian, tomorrow you must remember, no matter whether the negotiation is successful or not, you must be good, no matter what family and country affairs the mother concubine has, she just hopes that her son is fine." Concubine Zhen said very without family and country feelings, but some of them have endless maternal love.

"Well, your son and I grew up with you, don't you know me, only when I take advantage of others, where is the opportunity for me to suffer." Jing Zetian said with a smile, but his heart was warm.

"Well, my emperor is the most powerful." Concubine Zhen said seriously full of doting.

The mother and son spoke, and began to eat the flower chicken invented by Jing Zetian, in the dark and cold night of early spring, under the red candle fire, the whole Zhengyang Hall looked very warm.