When Zheng Nianru woke up, he was still the lord of Chaoren in Southern Zheng State.

The cold blade stabbed into her chest in the first second, which was not the most painful for her, and then Ju Nanyi desperately stuffed all kinds of pills and strange spells made her unable to die, and she only had the pain of digging her heart and stabbing in her life, so it was better to die happily.

But how could Ju Nanyi let her die, she worked hard to put Ju Nanyi in a position below one person and above ten thousand, and knew that she was going to kill him with her own hands, how could he be willing? After so many years of "husband and wife", she must be very happy to live better than die and let the pain spread.

But Zheng Nianru still thinks that Ju Nanyi, who is in a low position, always has a narrow mind in his bones, even if he sits in a high position, he sees the love of children and the shortcomings of parents.

After Zheng Nianru experienced the torment of the burning fire, he thought that he must be dead.

But when she woke up, the crisp and shrill voice of the lark outside the window, the light yarn blowing and sliding over her shoulders and cheeks, and the unique warm and soft touch of the ink cloud yarn made her think it was just a nightmare.

Zheng Nianru sat up and stared thoughtfully at everything in front of her, the neat and orderly almost inaudible footsteps outside the veil were her former maids, who were already respectfully waiting with the grooming utensils.

Those dusty memories suddenly poured out in the environment that seemed to be familiar, this is her boudoir, the Xingqing Hall of Nanzheng Guo - the side hall.

It is polite enough to say that it is a side hall, the thousand doors of the Xingqing Hall are open during the day, covering a very wide area, and the Qishun Building where she is located is a remote corner outside the thousand gates, and it is almost squeezed out by the golden houses of the Xingqing Palace.

The queen mother was the least to see herself, thinking that her father Duanwang's rebellion was her mother's demagoguery, and after her mother gave birth to her, she locked her up in this side hall for sixteen years and tortured her for sixteen years.

"The county lord is awake—" The voice through the veil was solemn and quiet, and the deliberate tone was whitewashed with strength, like a barb erected by a hedgehog.

Zheng Nianru smiled in a trance, Yun Niang, her nurse, is also a loyal servant who has accompanied her since she was a child.

"County Lord—" The veil was slowly lifted, and the mantail slowly gathered into a flower at the foot of the bed.

Yun Niang was dressed in a twilight blue brocade palace dress, with azure piping from the neckline to the corners of the dress, and the five-petal lotus made of cyan veins at the waist hung down a series of tassels of the same color, steadily pressing the corners of the skirt.

"The county lord had a nightmare?" Yun Niang personally took the handkerchief in the maid's hand, carefully wiping the sweat on the forehead of the county lord, it seemed to be a nightmare, the county lord was frightened, from the back of his neck to the back of the spine a layer of dense sweat.

Zheng Nianru turned her head, with the same hair ornament, Yun Niang always has a different charm compared to others. Zheng Nianru vaguely remembered that her mother was a princess sent by Nanmen Kingdom, and when she came to Nanzheng Kingdom, she only brought Yun Niang, Yun Niang and her mother grew up together since childhood, and she was the most trusted person by her mother. In the years of her life since then, Yun Niang has paid all her hard work and energy for her.

"Serve the county lord to freshen up—" Yun Niang neatly instructed the maid and walked over with a box of pastries.

"County Lord, the blood glutinous hibiscus cake sent by King Duan yesterday." Yun Niang said that she was a little sad, as soon as the county lord was born, she was recaptured by the Empress Dowager Yanping and returned to the palace as a pawn to balance the Duanwang.

Zheng Nianru remembered that today is her birthday and her mother's death day, and only on this day, her father will send blood glutinous cakes, which are her mother's favorite pastries before her death, and she suddenly realized that Yun Niang, who has always liked bright clothes, is already very simple today.

Zheng Nianru is a little uncomfortable with this title, in the years that followed, she heard the title "Queen Mother" the most, flattering, flattering, hating, and sarcastic, she was very used to it.

"Did Father send someone to deliver the news today?" Zheng Nianru pinched up a piece of blood glutinous cake, and the maid carefully put the combed hair together at the back of her head, pulling it into a delicate and flowing girl's sideburns.

Her father, King Duan, the younger brother of the current lord of Nanzheng State, was once the most prestigious prince of Nanzheng State, and the call for King Duan to be the crown prince was surging. But her father fell in love with her mother, and secretly crossed into a warehouse with her brother's woman, and the brother turned against each other.

Zheng Nianru is the consequence of this dispute, and her birth has become a shackle that imprisoned King Duan for the rest of his life. As soon as she was born, she was brought back to Xingqing Hall by the Empress Dowager Yanping, and on the surface she wanted to raise her personally, but in fact, she pinched the seven inches of Duanwang, as if she was dragging the thread above the puppet's head. For her, her father gave up the power in his hands, and now he has become the most useless prince of Nan Zhengguo.

"King Duan asked Lin Zhi to pass on the news early in the morning, and he is still waiting in the old place." Yun Niang said with a smile and glanced around, "The old lady who was dealt with yesterday has been carefully checked, she is a guy in the cold palace, she should have lost her way and broke in." After making sure that the maids around him were all very honest on weekdays, he whispered.

Zheng Nianru nodded, no matter what the details, whether it was intentional or unintentional, these didn't matter, compared with her later viciousness and brutality, these were not worth mentioning at all.

"County Lord, our car is parked at the east gate of the Prince's Mansion." Yun Niang suddenly said again, "County Lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I have to think of an opportunity to talk about this matter, the Queen Mother is afraid that she won't be able to tolerate us." ”

Zheng Nianru was slightly stunned, oh, I remembered, because it was my mother's death day, in order to be able to get out of the palace, she begged the prince early, opened the east door of the prince's mansion, and went out from the remote back door of Qishun Building, which was the prince's mansion.

Qishun Building is remote, and the remote ones are almost unknown to even the older palace maids, but they are separated from the prince's mansion on the side.

"There's no urgency." Zheng Nianru said calmly, and chose the hairpin with the golden peach blossom with the hand of the winter, the same golden peach blossom earrings are suitable for the young and bright at this age, the appearance in the mirror is familiar and distant, the girl's immaturity is far from being as gorgeous as in the future, and the memory that is scattered together with the immaturity is the prince who once filled all her memories.

Zheng Nianru had thought more than once that if it wasn't the prince who rescued her in the ice lake, and someone else could shelter her in the palace for so many years, would there be no more than ten years of physical and mental exhaustion in the future? Then there will be no treason from her to rob him of the throne, at least she will not feel so guilty if she robs it.

yes, does she have a choice! If she remembers correctly, at this moment she is in a situation where she is half alive and half dead, struggling to survive without caring about her face, and she doesn't care about the level and nobility of the means.

"County Lord-" Yun Niang felt that today's county lord was a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

Zheng Nianru retracted her thoughts, and the maids unfolded their costumes in turn, all of which were the most popular styles in Nan Zhengguo today, Zheng Nianru pointed to the second light pink silk gold silk embroidered butterfly top, smoky gray gauze overall, which suppressed the lightness of the powder, and the delicate was the cluster collar embroidered from the collar to the chest The butterfly spread its wings in different shapes and was lifelike.

Even if she lived for twenty more years, Zheng Nianru felt that her vision at this time was excellent, and these clothes were embroidered by the best embroiderers, and even ruined and redone for a butterfly that did not meet her requirements. This is the third finished product, and it only got into her eyes.

"The county lord will have breakfast first." Yun Niang looked at the county lord who was as delicate as a flower, and a trace of comfort overflowed from the bottom of her heart. It stands to reason that today is the death day of the princess, and the county lord should wear plain clothes, but the prince rarely sees the county lord several times a year, although now, because of the prince, the father and daughter have met a lot more, but the county lord's idea of making King Duan happy will not be wrong.

Zheng Nianru knew that this dress was not only to make King Duan happy, but also to show the prince.

Also, the embroidery girl in the prince's mansion can only do such a good job under her tutelage.