But to the ears of others it means a different thing. Li Jianzhi, who was standing bent over next to him, glanced at Wen Qingwu, and quickly lowered his head.

Wen Qingwu turned a blind eye, she cautiously glanced at Emperor Zhende, "Everyone, that ......" she said and stopped.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't see it, and only asked casually, "What, someone bullied you?" ”

"No, no, no." Wen Qingwu hurriedly said.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked.

For the emperor who is interested in it and still takes the initiative to ask, it is a big deal. Li Jianzhi behind him held his breath and pricked up his ears.

Wen Qingwu's voice was even lowered, "Everyone, what about it...... Nineteen princesses," she said and lost her voice again, and she looked up at Emperor Joan of Arc as she spoke.

When he looked up, he found that Emperor Joan of Arc was looking at him with heavy eyes, "What do you want to say?" ”

With only one sentence of the nineteenth princess, Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly knew what Wen Qingwu was going to say. It was not Wen Jin who was transferred away from his side. It's a son. Thinking of his son, Emperor Joan of Arc's face couldn't get any better.

The specific reason for being transferred from his side, he naturally understood in his heart. But it's also unclear, and the twists and turns are very complicated. Now when I hear Wen Qingwu say it, I am very displeased.

How dare a little slave beak his behavior?

"The slave maid wants to say," Wen Qingwu seemed to have mustered up her courage, "What the slave maid wants to say is, didn't everyone promise the nineteenth princess to take her to see the Yuan Ri Lantern Festival in the past?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu and didn't speak.

The Lantern Festival on the first day was promised by him to his son. But there were too many things in the palace at the beginning, and he really forgot about it. If Wen Qingwu hadn't mentioned it today, he probably wouldn't have remembered it.

Wen Qingwu continued, "It just so happened that there were a lot of things in the palace at that time, so I didn't care about it at all. Everyone has forgotten about it, but the nineteenth princess has been thinking about it. Yesterday, when the slave and maid passed, I heard the princess talk about it again. ”

Seeing that Wen Qingwu didn't want to say that he transferred his son to live in Xianyun Residence, Emperor Zhende's face softened, "She still remembers." ”

After all, she was his daughter-in-law, and she was raised by her side since she was a child. No matter how taboo it is, the father-daughter relationship that is seven points thicker than blood is still there.

"No, keep it in mind." Wen Qingwu saw that Emperor Zhende's face softened, and he knew that he had taken the right step. Even though there is still three points of caution on his face, he actually has not much fear in his heart, "I was still talking to the slave maid yesterday, saying that everyone had too many things to do, and I forgot about this stubble." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc could not have understood the temperament of his son. is an extremely well-behaved person, and he never says anything behind people's backs. was able to mention this to Wen Jin, it was really in my heart.

I remembered the day I stood in front of my son's bed and told her that I would take her to see the lantern festival when the light burst out from her dark eyes.

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at Wen Qingwu and asked, "Can she pass through the aisle next year?" ”

"If you take good care of it, it's no problem to spend three or four yuan days." Wen Qingwu replied.

Emperor Joan of Arc relieved himself and continued to eat, "Then wait for the first day of next year, and I will personally take her to see the Lantern Festival." ”

Wen Qingwu didn't respond, and said after a while: "Everyone, why wait until next year." Nineteen princesses live in the palace walls all the year round, the Son of Heaven and the four seas are kings and large monks, the beautiful scenery in the seasons is like this, but the winter is the most depressed time, there are flowers in spring, there is a bright moon in autumn, and there is a cool breeze and birds flying all over the field in summer. Which is not a good season? ”

"You mean, it doesn't have to be Yuanri?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked.

Wen Qingwu replied, "There are so many good seasons, why should it be the first day." ”

Joan of Arc thought for a moment and nodded, "That's right." He grew up holding his son in the palm of his hand, but he still owes her a lot.

Thinking of this, he took a sip of soup and asked while wiping his mouth, "Then tell me, what are the good days these days?" ”

"This March, in addition to the first day of the year, which festival is the most popular among girls?" Wen Qingwu laughed, her voice was shallow, "It's the Shangsi Festival." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc understood, and then shook his head again, "No, there is something wrong with the Shangsi Festival." ”

Wen Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes dimmed, "I heard that there is a Peach Blossom Mountain in this Luoyang City, and there is a Peach Blossom Temple on the mountain." In this month, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and if the nineteenth princess goes, she will be very happy. ”

Emperor Zhende thought for a moment and looked at Wen Qingwu, "Did she really tell you that she was worried about the Lantern Festival on the first day?" ”

Wen Qingwu was surprised, "How dare the slave and maid bully the king?" I don't dare to die. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, and then put down his chopsticks: "I have something to do with the Shangsi Festival, but you can stay with her." ”

"Accompany the princess? How does a slave accompany a princess? Wen Qingwu didn't seem to understand what Emperor Joan of Arc meant, and asked suspiciously.

Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at Wen Qingwu, "Accompany her to the suburbs of Taoshan for a walk." The festival is lively, she is quiet and regular, you just pay attention. ”

Wen Qingwu's face was embarrassed when she heard this, "Everyone, I'm just a slave and a woman, how can I accompany the princess!" What if something happens? ”

"If something happens, I'll blame you, and the head on your neck will be one, and you should pay attention to yourself." Emperor Zhende said, looking at Wen Qingwu, who was holding back his blushing face, he scolded "no interest"

How could I let you go to Momoyama alone? You don't care, there's a son. He said, "When the time comes, I will order Si Mu to go with me to ensure the safety of the few of you." ”

As soon as he heard Si Muwen Qingwu, he choked, and his mind was really complicated at this time.

Looking at Wen Qingwu's face, "Si Mu Kung Fu is one of the best in the world, with him, you are safe." ”

"Not really." Wen Qingwu said.

"Which one is that?"

Wen Qingwu hesitated and said, "It's just...... After all, General Si is a foreign man, not to mention that I am a member of the palace, and the nineteenth princess has not yet left the cabinet after all, is it inappropriate? ”

"There's something wrong with that." Emperor Zhende disliked the authenticity, "Si Mu is honest and loyal, if the son can see the right eye, I will save a lot of trouble." ”

For his son-in-law, he is worried that he has seen too few foreign men, and he is reluctant to marry at will. I just want her to find someone she likes and live a stable life for the rest of her life. Even if her life is very short, she hopes that this short moment can be cheerful.

Have a worry-free life, and then have someone you like.

It's just that she never sees a foreign man, and she doesn't have a chance to like someone.

Even if she promised Liu Ye to take her to Taoshan, she didn't want to see Si Mu in comparison. is still honest and loyal, this guy ...... It's just that the belly is black and not obvious.

Momoyama is outside the palace, and I know that it is all forests if I haven't been there. Even when the rules in the palace are strict and guarded, he can still force her into a corner and kiss her, not to mention the peach mountain full of mountains and forests.

"Or ...... Do you want to let Aunt Chengjin take it? Wen Qingwu said, "My aunt is much more cautious than me, let her go, she can take better care of the princess." ”