On the day of the Qiqiao Festival, Zhan Mijiang got up before dawn.

The distance from Xunwangfu to the palace is not far, but in this position, even if Zhan Mijiang doesn't want to think about it, his brain can't help but put everything on the scale, weigh it for a while, and choose the best way to deal with it.

The previous King Xun has merit, and just looking at his attitude towards his wife, you can see that although this person is a powerful person on the battlefield, his IQ and EQ are not very high.

After becoming the prince, he thought that he was clever enough to hand over the military power in his hand, and then he sat back and became a rich prince, and the emperor was also very fond of him, although he was a prince, but the degree of food and clothing was almost the same as that of the prince.

King Xun has always been a little arrogant, and when he was drunk before, he also said arrogantly, "If it weren't for me, the emperor would ......", although the words are not finished, but anyone can imagine what his next sentence is.

Zhan Mijiang didn't know if this word reached the emperor's ears, but he knew that even if it didn't pass on, if he really didn't know what to do with the previous king, after the emperor completely collected the military power in his hands, it would be his death.

So he woke up early that day, got up, got dressed, and went out to the door to ask the waiter, "Is Madame up?" ”

The little guy outside the door immediately replied, "Madame has already risen." ”

Zhan Mijiang nodded.

When he reached the front room, he saw that she was already waiting in the front room.

The woman today wears a plain goose-yellow palace gown with a fur collar over it.

She was originally emaciated, but she looked plump after wearing a slightly thicker palace robe.

In order to enter the palace, her originally pale eyebrows also put on light makeup, her eyebrows are like distant mountains and green daisies, her lips are like peach blossoms in the first rain, and the fashionable half plum is painted on her forehead, which makes her complexion snow-white.

After seeing Zhan Mijiang, she curtsied and saluted: "Lord Wang." ”

The graceful woman is like the most eye-catching touch in the lady's picture.

Zhan Mijiang instinctively stretched out his hand to help her up, but the woman saw his hand and took half a step back in panic.

Zhan Mijiang came back to his senses at this time, and quietly withdrew his hand, and a little depression appeared in his heart.

His face was half inconspicuous, and he only smiled: "No need to be polite." ”

Hearing his words, the woman raised her eyes hesitantly, and glanced at him with a slight suspicion in her paint-like eyes.

Zhan Mijiang figured out what she meant in a flash of thought.

In the past, the king had never spoken to her so well, and when he talked to her, he either sneered at her or tossed her to death in bed, a cousin.

Zhan Mijiang is not him.

In this regard, he is not afraid of being seen by the woman in front of him.

After all, there will be a long time in the future, and he can't really play such a straight man cancer, and he will always be fierce and cruel to her.

Seeing that she was a little puzzled at this time, Zhan Mijiang didn't explain much, but just led her to the outside of the mansion and helped her into the carriage first.

The carriage of the royal palace is also given by the emperor, which is extremely luxurious, and the space is like a modern extended version of the luxury car, and the two of them are not crowded at all in the carriage.

After the woman got into the car, she sat in the innermost corner, silently resisting his approach.

Seeing that she resisted so much, Zhan Mijiang sat down in an outer position and took out a game of chess to play chess with herself.

In modern times, he doesn't have many hobbies, and playing chess is counted as one.