Chapter 59: Interlocking Threads (2)
Qing Rang came out of Yongshou Palace, rushed to the Imperial Garden and Yichan on the way to meet, happened to meet the prince, Qing Rang and the palace maids knelt on the side of the road together, there were dozens of people before and after the mighty ride, the pomp was already to catch up with the emperor's usual posture, Qing Rang looked up a little, only the back of the prince's head could be seen, but his eyes still couldn't help but show disdain.
The crown prince and the seventh prince were both born to the first queen, and they were both Qing Rang's cousins, Qing Rang first saw them when she was six years old, the prince was thirteen years old at that time, and he liked to watch her cry when he pulled her pigtails, Yun Ze beat the prince for this matter, and the first queen was merciful and did not punish Yun Ze, but beat Hua Shuo who helped Yun Ze fiercely.
Today's dinner The crown prince and the crown princess also came by the order of the Queen Mother, and Qing Rang knew that he would be the biggest obstacle to interceding for Yu Zichen, and now he only hopes that the eldest prince will not be treacherous.
"What are you doing standing here?" Huashuo was reluctant to go with the crown prince for a while, but he didn't want to see Qingrang standing there in a daze, "See the prince pass?" ”
Qingrang nodded, only to remember that he forgot to salute, and was about to bend down, Asus raised his hand, "When no one is around, you can be exempted, I don't like you to kneel to me." ”
"Okay, it's all with Brother Seven. Today's Queen Mother's banquet, why are you still wearing this black dress? She always thought that he was just acting low-key in Linsu and liked to wear dark colors, but she didn't want him to be almost gray clothes when she met him in Beijing these few times.
"It's comfortable to dress like this."
The two walked to the Imperial Garden together, and Asus deliberately took Qingrang to a quiet path, for fear that she would hurriedly walk away from him as soon as someone came, and sometimes he didn't like her too much interest.
"Don't be too afraid of the prince, he won't do anything to you now."
"Don't be afraid, I know that Seventh Brother will protect me." Qing Rang turned his head sideways, smiling sweetly, just like now, he always walked by his side and pushed away the flower branches that stood in the way, which was very reassuring.
"Qing'er, I will protect you, and I will protect the prince for the rest of my life, this is the only instruction that the queen mother gave me before she died, even if everyone in the world says that the prince is wrong, I can't abandon him, because I am his only brother."
These things have always been clear in her heart, but she rarely heard Huashuo tell her so bluntly, and she felt strange in her heart, "You protect it, I understand, just like I did to my eldest brother Hua Shuyushan and them." There is no right or wrong between relatives, and they always have to protect each other. ”
"If only you knew me." ASUS suddenly stopped there, looking at Qingrang's back, there were too many words in his heart but he couldn't say.
"Why didn't you leave all of a sudden?" Qing Rang asked back.
Hua Shuo casually picked a yellow chrysanthemum beside him, looking for a place on Qing Rang's head as if he wanted to insert it, Qing Rang understood his intention and dodged, "Using flowers as a headdress, that's a special honor for concubines." ”
"Oh? How did I not know that there was such a thing," Asus looked serious, insisting on inserting the chrysanthemum into Qingrang's bun, "This yellow chrysanthemum is so good with you." ”
Qingrang reached out to take it off, but Asus took her hand, "Just for a while, you can take it off after this road, okay?" ”
Huashuo's voice was gentle, Qingrang couldn't bear to refuse, the path was narrow, she walked in front of Huashuo followed behind, looking at the yellow chrysanthemum swaying, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth but there was also bitterness, if this road couldn't end, then she didn't have to take off this flower, because he would make her the Seventh Imperial Princess, his only princess.
"Last time, I didn't say that I had time to take me around the capital, but now I haven't even stepped into your Seven Kings' Mansion, so talking doesn't count." There is always an end to the road, Qing Rang took down the yellow chrysanthemum in the middle of his hair, put it in his hand and played with it, and his words were full of coquettishness.
"Tomorrow if you will, I'll take you to ......"
Qing Rang didn't have time to say a word, but he was startled by Feng Qiang, who came in a hurry.
"Young aunt, I can be regarded as finding you."
"Manager Feng, what's wrong?" Feng Qian has never been such a flustered person, and Qing Rang's heart also became nervous.
"Miss Eight is sick!"
Yichan is sick, it's not a serious illness, it's just diarrhea, although it stopped after taking medicine, her legs are weak, and it is impossible to go on stage and dance.