He Zhichun originally remembered He Yu, but at this moment, he only felt that it was providence.

After tidying up his clothes, he entered the Taiji Palace with Ruan Mo.

This time he didn't change the soft sedan chair, and the carriage drove all the way to the middle palace, and Ruan Mo helped He Zhichun get out of the car.

As soon as He Zhichun looked up, he saw several people with different expressions standing on the corridor.

When King Wei saw her, he greeted her happily, "Ah Qiao is not hot, don't stand here, go inside, someone has put the ice on the ice." ”

He Zhichun smiled, "Fourth brother." ”

When King Wei was a teenager, he grew fat, so he was also extremely afraid of heat, although his body is normal now, this problem of heat sensitivity cannot be changed at once. After standing for a while, he got wet.

Standing on the corridor was King Jin, whose face was a little pale, he glanced at He Zhichun, and instantly burst into tears, rushed over, and made a big gift to He Zhichun.

"Tianbao, it was my brother's fault back then, I shouldn't have used you to block the sword. Although I was young at that time, I was really scared to the extreme, but these are not reasons. It's my brother who can't stand you! ”

He Zhichun was on the side of his body, and he did not receive this big gift.

"Brother, why do you have to do this, you really can't stand me." He Zhichun glanced at him lightly.

King Jin's face turned pale, his hands trembled, and the green tendons on his forehead were about to burst out, so he straightened up a little dejected and stood aside.

And the other people on the corridor looked even more ugly, He Zhichun was not like He Zhiqiu at all, she was not the one who would swallow her anger and secretly beat back, she was the one who would slap her face in the face.

Princess Chengyang looked at it and couldn't help but speak: "Tianbao, why do you have to be so unforgiving, Jiulang was also a child at that time, and it was normal for people to be afraid, and it was not intentional." ”

King Jin is the ninth son of a saint, and he is called Jiulang by Chengyang.

He Zhichun smiled, "Sister is worthy of being an imperial daughter, magnanimous. If an enemy comes and a young boy pushes you to him and asks you to block the sword, you will not blame him. ”

Chengyang's face sank, "Presumptuous, do you have to talk to your brothers and sisters like this?" It's really uneducated. ”

He Zhichun was also annoyed, last time at Princess Changle's spring banquet, Princess Chengyang was too much, she was still an ordinary courtier at the time and couldn't bear it, and now let her endure it, isn't it a joke?

Treat yourself as an older brother or sister, and don't look at the things you do, are you worthy?

King Jin is now pretending to be a good person, and he was on the main hall that day, why didn't he stand up and confirm the events of the day? Prove that the prince really wants to kill her?

Could it be that he is still a child?

The so-called apology is simply to make your conscience better!

Why should she forgive him?

"Well, Sister A's upbringing is very good. For my sister who has been living abroad for many years, I don't ask her how much she has suffered, and I don't ask her if she is good, and I accuse her of being uneducated. Oh, I almost forgot, this is not the first time to see you, and when I saw you for the first time, Sister Ah still scolded me for being a southern barbarian. This time there is indeed sisterhood. ”

"Why am I outcast, and now I am going to be blamed by you for this matter, shouldn't you ask King Jin?"

As she spoke, she glanced at King Jin again.

Princess Changle looked at it, tears streaming down her eyes, "Don't say it Tianbao, don't say it Tianbao." It's the brothers and sisters who can't stand you. ”

As she spoke, she walked over, hugged He Zhichun, and began to cry.

"Chengyang, don't talk about Tianbao, A-Niang is watching it in the spirit of heaven."

Because he wore less summer clothes, He Zhichun only felt that it hurt by her bones.

Princess Changle's condition is getting more and more serious, and a gust of wind can really blow her away.

He Zhichun thought in his heart, and his heart was sad.

Although she has no feelings for these people in the palace, Princess Changle is about to die.

"Sister, when you enter the house, I want to put incense on A-Niang. It's stuffy out there, and it's time for a rainstorm in a while. ”

Princess Changle wiped her tears, "Daddy asked you to come to the palace just to let you come to see Auntie." ”

He Zhichun nodded, helped her to the corridor, and the remaining little girl glanced at He Zhichun curiously, and called out delicately, "Sister." ”

Looking at her age, she should be Princess Hengshan, the youngest daughter born to the queen, although she is younger than He Zhichun, the sage has already assigned her to the eldest son of Duke Wei.

The brother and sister entered the main hall, and in front of the queen's spirit, they kowtowed three times, and then He Zhichun stepped forward and put on incense.

In her heart, there are mixed feelings.

The reason why she was exiled was that she had affected the He family in her previous life, and speaking of which, it was actually the queen who came up with such an idea.

The queen's intentions were good, but as a mother, she abandoned her several times, which really made her not know what mood to face her.

She does love Tianbao, but what she loves more is the prince.

He Zhichun thought.

It's a pity that the queen's good wishes are destined to come to naught.

It's a big deal, you can only keep dying, where will there be a tie?

King Wei took her to retreat again and again, but the prince had to refuse.

In this way, the saint should be able to see the true face of his most beloved son.

The six people in this hall were originally the closest siblings in the world, but they didn't have the slightest warmth, He Zhichun really didn't want to stay here at all, she wanted to go back to He's house, and drink and dance and eat vegetables with her brothers, which was so warm that people were intoxicated.

Changle patted He Zhichun on the shoulder, "Tianbao, eldest brother is seriously ill. Back then, Dali Temple was inspecting in detail, and Daddy wanted us to visit the sick together. ”

He Zhichun frowned, asking her to visit the patient, it was too hypocritical and ridiculous, right?

To this day, do the saints still want to cover their shame and let them perform the drama of brother and sister loving each other? It's just naïve!

She was afraid that she couldn't help but want to go over and stab the prince.

King Wei touched He Zhichun's head, "Let's go, there is a fourth brother here." ”

He Zhichun nodded, endured the feeling of disgust for the prince, and walked to the East Palace in a soft sedan chair with everyone.

The sage's jade chariot was already waiting in the middle of the road, and Cui Jiu was standing beside him, not knowing what was muttering to the sage.

As soon as he saw He Zhichun, he frowned, rolled his eyes at He Zhichun, and twisted his head back.

He Zhichun looked angry and funny, Cui Jiu was angry that she didn't listen to him, pretending to be sick!

Cui Jiu muttered a few words with the saint, but his nose was still not his nose, and his eyes were not eyes and ran towards He Zhichun's soft sedan chair, "You haven't been bullied, have you?" ”

He Zhichun shook his head.

Cui Jiu moved his mouth, wanted to say something, but still didn't say anything, just followed He Zhichun's soft sedan chair. didn't take a few steps, and secretly took out a small stone from his sleeve pocket, and quietly flicked it and smashed it on the head of the king of Jin in front.

King Jin raised his head and looked around, didn't know why, rubbed his head, and continued to walk forward.

He Zhichun wanted to laugh a little, and glanced at Cui Jiu, what are you doing beating him again?

Cui Jiu looked back and saw that kid pretending to be weak again, he must have disgusted you.

You know him well!

Cui Jiu raised his eyebrows, of course, when he was a child, he slept with King Jin and kicked him under the bed!