While Shen Yuexi was bathing, Zhao Zheng and Huineng had been standing with their hands on the road to Qianfuyuan, silent.

Since the age of 16, the former emperor gave Kangping Wangfu and Zhao Zheng, and it has been thirteen years now. At that time, Zhao Zheng was young and handsome, heroic, good at riding and shooting, reading poetry and writing, with an active and cheerful personality, and was the most favored prince of the first emperor.

The crown prince Zhao Guang is 9 years older than Zhao Zheng, and he is the only brother of Zhao Zheng's mother among the many princes. As the eldest prince, Zhao Guang is calm and serious, and because of this, he lacks interest, so although he is the prince, he is not as good as Zhao Zhengde's heart as the emperor.

In the summer when Zhao Zheng was 18 years old, the emperor died suddenly.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, the crown prince Zhao Guang refused to return to the capital to mourn the princes outside on the grounds that the body could not be parked for too long in midsummer, and buried the former emperor in the imperial mausoleum in only three days.

Zhao is the only prince who has kept filial piety for the emperor.

Ten days later, the crown prince Zhao Guang ascended the throne, and the following year changed the name of the country to Yuanxing.

In the spring of the following year, Shen Qingshan was demoted to the frontier.

In the winter of the same year, while hunting with Zhao Zheng, Yue Xi was accidentally injured by a bow and arrow and died. After that, Zhao Zheng has been silent like a mountain, and there is no edge.

"When I was young, I just thought that time was long, but more than ten years passed like a white horse." After a long silence, Zhao Zheng said.

"People are like dust, if they have not left a name in history, they will be buried by the vast history, and it is difficult for ordinary people to have the right to choose, but the Seventh Prince, you have." Huineng said quietly.

"The world is still peaceful, so why make waves again." Zhao Zheng said lightly.

"Yuexi is back, I'm afraid that you can't hide from this wave."

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng just looked silently into the distance, but there was firmness in his eyes, Yuexi had better be fine, if there was something, he would definitely do whatever it took to protect her.

"It's so cold, I forgot to prepare a cloak for Yuexi......" After a while, the Seventh Prince said something irrelevant, and then turned his head and beckoned to the small road a little farther away.

Xiao Luzi, who had been waiting, hurriedly ran over, "Seventh Prince, what do you command?" ”

"Let the housekeeper go to the library and send the white fox cloak to the next room."

Xiao Luzi's eyes rolled, and he asked uncertainly, "Send it to the next room?" Is it for that little beggar? ”

The Seventh Prince nodded.

Xiao Luzi was stunned, but he didn't dare to delay any longer, turned around and ran to the front yard. Thinking while running, white fox cloak? I have heard that the Seventh Prince went hunting in the mountains a few years ago, hunted a few white foxes, and came back to send the best craftsmen in the capital to make white fox skins into cloaks.

I've just heard of it, but I've never seen it yet.

Now, to put it on a beggar? Xiao Luzi couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, and the soles of his feet sped up his steps and ran towards Steward Yang.

got the order from Xiao Luzi, and even Steward Yang was shocked, and asked Xiao Luzi: "Are you sure it is the Seventh Prince?" ”

"Naturally, it's true, how dare I amuse people with such a thing." Xiao Luzi looked aggrieved.

"You go back first, I'll go to the warehouse in a moment and pick it up and someone will send it over." Steward Yang let Xiao Luzi leave,

I stood there in a trance for a while, and then I came to my senses and shook my head self-deprecatingly, since the Seventh Prince even let the little beggar stop in Qianfuyuan, what is so strange about giving a white fox cloak?

In the lower room, Shen Yuexi finished bathing and put on the clothes that were put aside. All of them are good materials, the embroidery is exquisite, the color is elegant, and even the size is appropriate.

Dressed properly, Shen Yuexi sat in front of the bronze mirror and slowly wiped her long wet hair with a soft towel.

Mother Zhou came in from outside, holding the cloak that Steward Yang had just ordered to deliver. When she held the cloak in her hand, she was still muttering in her heart, even if the princess was Anyiru, she was only wearing a silk velvet cloak, and now she wanted to wear a white fox cloak for a little beggar? The beggar may have been surprised to see such a precious fur cloak.

However, when Mother Zhou spread out the white fox cloak in front of Shen Yuexi, Shen Yuexi only glanced at it lightly, without the slightest hint of surprise and joy.