Because the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Zhanji was injured, the crown princess moved him from the Showa Hall where he lived daily to the Dongnuan Pavilion of the Zhaoyang Hall in order to facilitate his care.

If it was in the past, Zhu Zhanji would definitely have to resign, he was so old and still lived in front of his mother, which was too inappropriate, but this time, looking at the expectant eyes of his mother, he couldn't help but nod his head in response.

On the way to Dongnuan Pavilion, Zhu Zhanji was still feeling strange that he had just agreed to his mother's request.

Could it be that because of the injury, my heart has softened?

It's not without benefits, moving to the East Warm Pavilion of the mother concubine, you can get along with Xiao Qingyang who lives in the West Warm Pavilion.

He learned the actions that his father often did, and subconsciously touched the non-existent beard on his chin, and the last time he nodded frequently at Xiao Qingyang and suffered a loss, and he had to get it back next time, otherwise his dignified eldest grandson was actually subject to a little girl, so that people would know, how could there be face!

As a result, as soon as he saw Sun Qingyang, he forgot his determination.

The sky turned cloudy, there were bursts of thunder, and the raindrops hit the paths and steps of the Zhaoyang Palace, crackling, such a torrential rain, if it fell on the face, it must be very painful.

Sun Qingyang sat alone in the verandah and watched the rain scene, with the light on his back, and he looked very small and weak.

"Why is my sister here alone, the maids?" Looking at her appearance, Zhu Zhanji was particularly angry, could it be that the people around the concubine were also snobs who saw the high and the low? How can you let a little girl be left alone.

Sun Qingyang turned his head and looked at him, he didn't have the arrogance of the previous day at all, and looked pitiful, "I just played here with Sister Linglong, and the wind was blowing, and she was afraid that I would be cold, so she went back to get her clothes, but it was raining." ”

"Then there should be other maids, how could they leave you here alone."

The rules in the prince's mansion, when the master is outside, there will never be less than two people to follow, and the people brought by Zhu Zhanji, even if he is ordered to stay away, are still standing at the other end of the verandah, waiting for the summons at any time.

"Originally, there was a little maid here, but she went back to pick up her clothes and didn't come back for a long time, so Sister Linglong went again."

Zhu Zhanji took off his cloak and draped Sun Qingyang on his body, his clothes were too long for her, and half of them were dragged on the ground.

"Brother Zhu, if you give me your clothes, you will get cold."

Zhu Zhanji saw that Sun Qingyang was about to untie the cloak and return it to him, so he hurriedly blocked it, "My body is good, people who practice martial arts are not so squeamish." Hey, don't you understand, put on. ”

Sun Qingyang obediently put on her clothes and continued to turn her head to look at the scenery she had just seen.

"What are you looking at?"

"The house, the garden, and the flowers here are so beautiful."

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, everything is naturally good."

"It's very good, but Liang Yuan is not my hometown." Sun Qingyang said with a smile, but the smile was full of helplessness.

Zhu Zhanji's heart felt like she was hit by something, she didn't like it here? What do you mean by this, do you want to go back?

"My sister would treat this as her own home, and you will like it after staying here for a long time."

Sun Qingyang shook his head, "I like it here, there are beautiful clothes, delicious food, and the crown princess and you, they are all very good to me, I just miss my mother." ”

"You miss them, I'll let my father take them to Jingshi."

"No——, Brother Zhu, don't do that because of me, in that case, the emperor will be unhappy, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess will also be unhappy." Sun Qingyang turned around, raised his head, and said solemnly to Zhu Zhanji: "You promise me that you will never do anything unruly because of anyone, you are the eldest grandson of the emperor who is praised by the people of the world and loved by the emperor, you should be a good prince and a good emperor, not a person of Meng Lang who disregards the country's etiquette and law because of his own selfish desires." ”

Although she wanted to leave Jingshi and see her family, Brother Zhu loved her like brothers, and she didn't want him to be infamous on his back.

Mother said that the Son of Heaven has no family affairs, if he abolishes the law because of selfishness, he is not a qualified Son of Heaven, no matter how private it is, he must not let people make a mistake on the surface, and he must abide by the rules.

Brother Zhu, in the future, he will be the son of heaven, and he can't do anything wrong because of her. In ancient times, Su Daji and Bao Xi were both called demon concubines in later generations, she wanted to leave Jingshi and return to her hometown, and wanted to see her family, so she would not marry Brother Zhu, nor would she be a demon concubine.

Although I don't understand the meaning of those stories told by my mother, the demon concubine is not a good word, and my mother said that it is never the harem woman who brings disaster to the country and the people, but when the country dies, it will always be someone who bears the blame, and the woman is weak, so she is naturally the best scapegoat.

She doesn't want to be a scapegoat.

Seeing Sun Qingyang's expression, Zhu Zhanji nodded, he has always been the most law-abiding and rule-abiding, and it is indeed unruly to transfer Xiao Qingyang's parents to Beijing.

Of course, one day, he will become the emperor, and it is another matter, the Son of Heaven is rich all over the world, can't he do whatever he wants?

It's just that now, everything related to state affairs, every move, there are people watching, and if something is wrong, it will be included in the imperial history, and he can't drag his father back.

"Then tell me what is in your garden?"

"Miss, miss." At the other end of the verandah, Linglong and a little maid came over with an umbrella and clothes.

"Next time, I'll tell you next time."

Sun Qingyang took off his cloak and returned it to Zhu Zhanji, and ran towards Linglong and them.