"Today, the saint is kind to me, and this king has promised him that he will guard the splendid mountains and rivers of this great week for him. But if the imperial brother goes, this king will definitely take you to that seat to see the prosperity of my Great Zhou. Gongsun Jin told Qin Ruse the truest thoughts in his heart without any concealment.

It was supposed to be an exciting prospect to follow. Who knows that the focus of Qin Ruse's attention is: "If the king of Zhou is known by the world to have broken sleeves, won't it be more helpful to you?" You were so fierce that day, I thought you really wanted to help him become the emperor! ”

Gongsun Jin looked at Qin Ruse's questioning appearance, and was a little crying and laughing. "The prince is only called that when the emperor is alive."

Oh, that's right. Qin Ruse came back to her senses, and there was a chill. Was Gongsun Jin so good to his imperial brother? Before his death, even if the prince didn't even have a little scandal?

"Okay. In other words, the two of us don't actually have any major events, but we've been awkward here for seven or eight days, right? Qin Ruse said to herself, and this is indeed the case. Both of them have a misunderstanding because you think it is, but the truth is that it's just some trivial things.

"Let's go, this king will take you to eat something."

Qin Ruse, who hasn't eaten well for several days, eats at the dinner table and is called a relish. The mouth full of oil stars is not cleaned up at all, and the appearance of gobbling up is not restrained in the slightest.

"You slow down, this king can afford to raise you."

Qin Ruse nodded, and unscrewed off a chicken leg.

"By the way, Your Majesty, I was moved by the patronage just now, and I suddenly remembered something."

"What's the matter?"

"If you say it, you have nothing to do with me, you just think that I and King Zhou have something? I told you that they were broken sleeves, and you still don't believe me. I'm telling you, there's no love. ”

Gongsun Jin smiled awkwardly, and put some of Qin Ruse's favorite dishes into her bowl, "That, that's not because this king loves you." ”

"Huh!" Qin Ruse snorted disdainfully, love me, what bullshit: "If you really love me, you will not believe me so much?" Let me tell you about Gongsun Jin, let's separate! ”

"Se'er, it's not interesting for you to talk like that!"

The two of them quarreled until the evening. The two reconciled, and the harmonious atmosphere was like an unexpected plague that spread to all corners of the palace. So the subordinates all felt gasping from the depression.

At night, after Qin Ruse fell asleep, Gongsun Jin helped him cover the quilt. By the moonlight, look at her. Although today's events have passed, Gongsun Jin's heart has not calmed down at all. He still hadn't forgiven himself, and the way she apologized today was like a steel needle nailed into his chest. Remind him all the time. At one point, he felt like a liar all of a sudden, and all his promises would be broken by his own hands.

"Thur, the heart of this king, there will be no one for the rest of your life except you."

Gongsun Jin has always had a bad fate, when he was a child, he was once killed by traitors and forced to wander among the people for a few months. Later, he returned to the palace and thought he could live in peace. As a result, not long after, the emperor died. On his way to the fiefdom, his mother was killed. Gongsun Jin, who was originally withdrawn, was even more reluctant to communicate with others now.

When the current saint learned about this, he took him back from the fiefdom.

When I first arrived in the capital, it was a snowy day. Gongsun Jin hid in the house alone, refusing to come out to see anyone. At that time, he had refused to eat for three or four days, and Gongsun Jin at that time had a short temper and would make a lot of noise whenever someone approached. All the people who served felt that this little prince might starve himself to death, and the Internal Affairs Office was even secretly preparing for his funeral at that time.

At this time, the emperor appeared. The emperor stood in the snow and told him the story all day, and then Gongsun Jin survived, but the emperor fell ill. The root of the disease of the saints today also fell at that time.

The emperor was the only person in the world who was really good to him for Gongsun Jin at that time. So on his birthday the next year, he promised the emperor that he would guard this splendid mountain and river for him in this life.

The birthday of the Zhenbei Wangfu has not been over for a few days, and the emperor over there has started to do things again. Ignoring the opposition of the ministers, he gave Gongsun Jin a side concubine. Because recently, he felt that the relationship between this Zhenbei Wang and his wife was too good, and if he continued like this, Gongsun Jin's future forces would not be able to control it, so he needed to find something to check and balance.

As soon as this incident came out, the first person to blow up turned out to be Mingyue Xin. She ran to Qin Ruse early in the morning: "Sister, the king originally had a side concubine like me, and now the saint is giving a side concubine, so what should I do." ”

"You're the second, she's the junior!" Qin Ruse didn't care very much about this matter, as if she didn't care if there was or not.

"Sister, how can you not worry at all. He is the daughter of Mrs. Li! ”

"I know, isn't this just right, some of the things that Mrs. Li has done in the court in the past few years, I am worrying about it, has this one been sent to the door?"

"Sister, do you know it, she is the daughter of Mrs. Li, Mrs. Li, even the king has to respect a little." Mingyue's heart is big for Qin Ruse, and she is indeed convinced.

"So what? I just don't respect her, can that little girl still tear up with me? Okay, don't get in my way here. If you tear your clothes, don't let me buy you a new one. Qin Ruse said, letting Mingyue's heart dodge to the side.

Three days later, Mrs. Li's daughter, Li Xiang's, arrived at the house. It stands to reason that although she is only a side room, her family is full of people with heads and faces. What should be done with a banquet, but Gongsun Jin refused to advocate thrift and not like extravagance and waste.

After Li Xiang arrived at the house, the housekeeper also came out to greet him. For this kind of cold, pompous appearance, Li Xiang's dowry has a deep resentment in his heart.

"What do you say about our young lady, she is also a famous lady, what do you want to do if Zhen Guogong is so slack?"

"Where does the king speak, please go inside." The butler made a round.

"Miss, this eighty percent is the princess's mother's dismount for you."

"Don't talk nonsense," Li Xiang scolded, and then said to the housekeeper with a smile: "Take me to the housewife to say goodbye!" ”

"Yes, little master, please!"