Qi Changrong smiled and joked: "For the sake of the general, the way of skinning and boiling to death is a little cruel, and it is still possible to give him a cup of poisonous wine." ”

Jun Chen met her affectionately face to face, and then sprinkled coquettishly: "Your Highness hasn't told me yet, why aren't you surprised at all." ”

"Because of this, it's not a secret for a long time." Qi Changrong smiled dumbly, and reached out to the corner of Jun Chen's forehead, widening the distance between the two.

If it was too close, he couldn't help but lose control, and she couldn't stand it.

Seeing that he was not obsessed, Qi Changrong continued, and asked unhurriedly: "General, do you remember what happened on the second day of the wedding?" ”

Hearing this, Jun Chen blinked and sighed: "Your Highness, I only have you in my eyes, and I only remember you in my mind." ”

It's the truth.

finally got what he wanted, isn't he just her full of eyes?

Where do you have the heart to share it with others?

Seeing that he looked like he should be, Qi Changrong smiled and bent his eyes, and explained carefully: "On the second day of the wedding, after pouring tea, Shi Xia left first, and then Zhou Shiren came out, half an hour later, Shi Xia returned late, and burned his hand, and a hole was burned in the skirt, which was very embarrassing. ”

"What does this mean?"

Jun Chen was puzzled and puzzled: "Listen, it's very ordinary." ”

"Unusual."

Qi Changrong shook his head, his bright eyes were glowing with a faint watery color, and his tone was still peaceful: "Compared to Shi Chun, Shi Xia is very jumpy, but compared to ordinary people, Shi Xia is very safe, she has never been so embarrassed." ”

He burned his hands and burned his dress.

This would never have happened before.

But it happened.

"It is conceivable how distracted she is, Shi Xia will not take ordinary things to heart, and the only object she is interested in arguing with in the entire mansion is Zhou Shiren."

"As for why she wandered?"

Qi Changrong thought for a moment and asked himself: "Probably that day, we were talking about the daughter of the restaurant shopkeeper giving Zhou Shiren a hug. ”

Therefore, no matter what you think, the reason why Shi Xia is so embarrassed is inseparable from Zhou Shiren.

The lawsuit between these two has long been traced.

Hearing this explanation, Jun Chen opened his mouth slightly, and he was indescribably impressed: "I didn't expect His Highness to observe so meticulously." ”

"It's just a matter of habit."

Qi Changrong pursed his lips and smiled, tilted his head and dropped a kiss on Jun Chen's lips: "It's not early, it's better to rest early." ”

Seeing that she was really about to fall asleep, Jun Chen didn't follow, and arched beside him like a large pet: "Your Highness hasn't said how to solve this matter." ”

"Say it again."

After a night of repairing, Qi Changrong finally got up early in the morning in good spirits according to the usual hour.

When Junchen was boxing in the courtyard, she would sit in the courtyard or read a book or stroke the piano.

It is said that the years are quiet, but it is nothing more than that.

Soon, on August 17, the Liufu dispersed the servants and closed the house temporarily.

The group embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

In the past few months, the affairs of the Tancheng Liu family seem to have been covered up in time.

On the carriage, Qi Changrong was dressed in men's clothes, sitting upright behind the simple bookcase, Junchen was still about to be a demon, and she held down her restless hand.

"General."

The words of some helpless connivance came into Jun Chen's ears, and the latter withdrew his paws aggrievedly and lay on the small couch on the side: "When we return to Beijing, you and I will be separated, and we may not be able to see each other for a long time." ”

Qi Changrong glanced at the unfinished fold, and then at the aggrieved General Junda, and chose the latter without thinking about it, pushed the fold aside, and comforted him warmly:

"As long as the general goes to court every day, we can see each other every day."

"That's different." Junchen looked at her resentfully, and resentment: "It's just to quench your thirst." ”

Countless words were hidden in his stomach, and Qi Changrong was rarely dumbfounded.

Fortunately, Junchen is very measured, he never makes Qi Changrong really embarrassed, and complains from time to time, just to seek some benefits for himself.

The unspeakable guilt was buried in the bottom of his heart, and for the person in front of him, Qi Changrong almost indulged in his heart.

On August 30, the simple carriage drove into Shangjing, and the news of the return of the prince of the East Palace spread rapidly as if he had grown wings.

When he was separated from Junchen and entered the palace to see Emperor Jin An, there was a thick stack of portraits of women in the boudoir on the imperial case, which was collected by hundreds of civil and military officials in the past few months.

Of course, this is just heard, after all, Qi Changrong has never met them, and he has no plans to meet them.

However, Jin Anhe didn't think so, looked at the prince in the hall who was becoming more and more healthy, sat on the dragon chair and said without veto: "I don't ask you what you did in Tancheng, but then, you must act according to my arrangement." ”

Hearing this, Qi Changrong was silent.

No matter whether she asks or not, she believes that her father already knows it in his heart.

After a pause, Jin An lowered his eyes and casually pushed forward the portraits of many women on the bookcase: "There are a total of three hundred portraits of women in the boudoir here, you pick out fifty of them and hand them over to Yuan Yi early tomorrow morning." ”

"Seven days later, a banquet will be held in the royal garden, and the elders of the clan will come forward to invite the woman in the painting you choose, you can secretly observe and examine, and select the crown princess from it, and get married on the auspicious day of the Qintian supervision, worship the heavens and tell the ancestors, and settle down as the mother of the country in the future."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Jin Anhuang looked at the first portrait and let out a long sigh: "Originally, the woman of the Zhao family should be the best candidate for the position of the mother of the country. ”

Hearing this, Qi Changrong didn't hear this, and calmly responded: "The son obeys the order." ”

A stack of portraits was sent to the East Palace.

Accompanied by Shi Xia, the three hundred portraits were quickly read by the crowd.

When night came, Qi Changrong's eyes fell on the first portrait, and after a pause, he put it on the candle lamp without hesitation, and watched the painting paper curl up in the flames, and finally turned into ashes and fell on the table.

Seeing this scene, Shi Xia hesitated for a while and sighed: "Miss Zhao will be sad." ”

After layers of selection, it finally stopped in the hands of the prince.

I have to say that Zhao Yueqiu is indeed very persevering, even if she eats closed door again and again, she still persevers to hit the south wall, even if she has already been injured all over her body, she will not take half a step back.

As a girl, and she is still a proud girl by nature, Zhao Yueqiu can be said to have tasted all the emotional wounds in Prince Changrong.

God knows how much courage it took her to present her portrait.

It's a pity that now it is brushed down by His Highness without thinking about it.

The flame seedlings danced very happily, and Qi Changrong's pupils reflected their appearance, and there seemed to be a small flame burning under his eyes.

In the face of Shi Xia's sadness, she was calm.

"From the very beginning, she should never have been given any hope."

The indifferent words seemed to be mixed with a cold wind, without any pity, and without being moved by his infatuation.

This is the famous Prince Changrong.

Cold, ruthless.

There is no room for dust in your eyes.

Zhao Yueqiu's self-righteous affection has made her gradually lose her patience.

If she continues to entangle, when her patience is completely exhausted, the girl of the Zhao family will no longer have any autonomy.

Shi Xia didn't know how to react.

In the past few months, there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of her eyes, and now when the fog finally lifted, she came back to her senses and remembered the true appearance of His Highness, the mildness of these months was just a layer of disguise.

When this layer of camouflage was ruthlessly torn off, and there was an obvious contrast, it was found that her original face was so cold and hard.

Shixia was a little uncomfortable, but he wasn't surprised.

After all, only those with a hard heart can go on for a long time.

……

The next day, fifty portraits were presented to Emperor An of Jin.

Carefully flipped through it, but did not see Zhao Yueqiu's portrait, Emperor Jin An was silent for a long time, and his eyes seemed to be a little helpless.

Yuan Yi waited tremblingly on the side, and when he saw that the person above did not speak, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart.

Did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince choose someone who shouldn't be chosen?

However, those 300 portraits are the result of selection and review again and again, and there should be no mistakes.

Just when Yuan Yi was thinking wildly, Emperor Jin An suddenly took out a portrait from it, and the expression on his face suddenly became very indescribable.

"Yuanyi."

Yuan Yi, who had withdrawn from his thoughts, hurriedly responded: "The slave is here." ”

After a while, Emperor Jin Anhuang bent his finger and knocked on the table, staring at the portrait in his hand with a good eye, and his eyes became very dim: "How did this portrait get in?" ”

Yuan Yi didn't know why, so he could only take a closer look.

But when he saw the person painted on the portrait clearly, his knees weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground unconsciously, with a 'poof' sound, accompanied by Yuan Yi's dazed words: "Slave...... I don't know, there was no such person before. ”

Such a burly girl, look at the arms and legs, they are almost twice as large as his, which crazy person dares to submit them to it?

Emperor Jin An did not speak. , eyes fell on the introduction below - the daughter of the grassland clan.

Almost immediately, Emperor Jin understood why this drawing appeared in front of his eyes.

It was clearly drawn by Qi Changrong overnight last night - a made-up person.

For a while, Emperor Jin An was angry and laughed: "I really don't know whether to call her stupid, or to say that she is a master of art and bold...... For the sake of such a person, I even did not hesitate to blacken myself, but I underestimated her! ”

The dignified prince of the East Palace, the future lord of the Great Jin, his wife is actually a tall and strong grassland girl.

The aesthetic is so weird that it simply discredits the royal family.

Even if it was just a portrait, Emperor Jin Anhuang clearly knew that once the person in the evil painting got angry, he could easily break the neck of an ordinary person.

- Junchen.

It was a nightmare among many portraits of women.

Hearing the meaning of Emperor Jin An's words, Yuan Yi didn't know how to react, so he could only ask in a panic: "Your Majesty, ...... this portrait?"