Chapter 10: You Are Princess Roujia! How can you be a queen!
The traffic is bustling, the hawkers are shouting, the children are playing, and the market is laughing and scolding.
The noise of the streets everywhere shows the drunken gold fans of Shangjing.
The tea is fragrant, refreshing, the storyteller is shocked, and the next time the road is decomposed.
Everyone at the bottom woke up, reminiscing about it and not wanting to withdraw, scolding pickles, scolding monkeys, scolding fools for dreaming, and scolding the world for being unfair.
The queen drank the last sip of tea and shook her head helplessly, she hadn't heard of today's scene yet.
However, the next storytelling was too far away, and Jin Shu would soon have dinner with her in the morning, so she had to hurry up and sneak back to the palace to prevent people from grabbing the bag, so she had to leave first.
"Roujia?" The small figure that fled with his head down suddenly hit a wall of flesh, and a shadow was stopped above his head, and the noble son who was as warm as jade was slightly surprised.
The queen whispered an apology and raised her eyes to the man.
"Your Highness? It's really you! Gui Gongzi was pleasantly surprised, his hands couldn't hide his excitement on her shoulders, and he quickly put it down as if he remembered something, and took a small step back with an apologetic smile.
"You are? When you see this palace today, you must not tell your majesty about it, otherwise...... Otherwise, this palace will cure your sins, yes, cure your sins! ”
Since His Royal Highness was called, this person obviously knew himself, presumably a high-ranking official on duty, the queen looked ashamed, Linglong's mind hurriedly turned a few corners, learned the style in the script, supported the appearance of domineering, and rebuked the man.
"Your Highness? Don't you remember? ”
"The harem shouldn't be regent, so why should the palace know you?"
The queen frowned, there was not much time left for her to go back to the Jiaofang Palace, and this person was blocking her way, could it be that she was asking for herself?
If this person went up to heaven for his own selfish interests, and let Jin Shu know that she had sneaked out of the palace, what would it be?
"Your Highness really forgot about the minister?"
"You're so weird, get out of the way, don't block the way of the palace."
Wen Run Gongzi looked at her expression as if she was fake, and her palm-sized little face was floating with annoyance, not like the shy and timid little daughter in her memory.
Thinking of his father who lingered on the sickbed in the house, and his mother who hid her face in tears all day long, those earth-shattering news turned out to be true.
His sister-in-law married away from another country, and His Royal Highness the princess, who had originally been married, was left in the palace by the emperor tanuki for the prince.
"Roujia, I'm Song Junru, your brother Zi'an." Song Zi'an smiled bitterly and said his name and surname softly.
"Roujia? Song Junru? This palace is the queen, not the princess of Roujia, who is close to her. ”
The queen became more and more puzzled, glancing at the sad spirit of the person who did not seem to be fake, and the voice of Roujia called when Jinshu was happy on the bed suddenly flashed in her mind.
"Queen?! Jin Roujia! You are the princess of Roujia of the Great Yan Dynasty, Your Majesty is your imperial brother, how can you be the queen! ”
Song Zi'an suddenly grabbed her shoulders, her handsome face was close, her eyes were hideous, and her voice was as high as the ding dong of a jade spring.
"Why are you talking nonsense? Although this palace has lost her memory and doesn't remember much of the previous events, this palace is the daughter of the left minister, and she is the mother of the main palace who is married to the jade plate by His Majesty's Ming Media! Get out of the way, or the palace will punish you for offense." ”
The queen struggled greatly to be tightly held by him, and she had learned the bluff in the script before, but this time she was really annoyed and scolded in a coquettish voice.