Thinking of He Yao's previous self-strategy, He Shenzhu took the opportunity to say: "Niangniang is very observant. The courtiers also thought that if the mother had no children and no daughters, if she could adopt a princess, she would be able to increase her chances of winning against Xue Guifei in the future. ”

"Will Hongu be afraid of her?"

"Niangniang is not afraid now, but what about the future? You don't have a prince under your knees, and your body is ...... In any case, the mother should always plan for the future. Although the Ninth Princess is just a princess, her biological mother died young, and if you are willing to adopt her and take her away from Chengye Palace, she will definitely regard you as her biological mother. ”

"This palace only thinks about today, not tomorrow."

"!"

Zhang Tailiu was silent, but still chose to step into the threshold.

Yuan Chengbi seemed to be startled by the movement behind him, turned around and saw everyone, and sat on the ground in "surprise", and said in disbelief: "Mother...... Queen mother?! You...... How could you be here ......"

Zhang Tailiu: "......"

He Shenzhu: "......"

The sound of their speech was so loud just now, Yuan Chengbi definitely heard it.

Still put here to act......

Yuan Chengbi seemed to be in a hurry, and hurriedly saluted Zhang Tailiu.

He raised the little face full of admiration again, and said softly: "The courtiers left the Chengye Palace without permission because today is the birthday of the queen mother, and the courtiers want to come to Huijue Temple to pray for your birthday." Not only today, the courtiers admire your mother's honor and the world's heart, and have been praying for you day and night all these years, hoping that you can be healthy and happy. ”

Zhang Tailiu: "......"

He Shenzhu: "......"

Fake enough.

Yuan Chengbi glanced at Zhang Tailiu a few times "cautiously", showed a shy smile, and lowered his head shyly, "I have long heard that the queen mother is extremely beautiful, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." Even if it is the peony flower god in the world, it is not as good as you, and the courtiers even want to write a poem for you. ”

Zhang Tailiu: "Are you sure she can help Bengong deal with Xue Yan?" ”

"Xue Yan" is Xue Guifei's maiden name.

He Shenzhu was speechless.

No wonder the queen mother suspects that the ninth princess does not look very smart today, as if she was possessed by her sister.

Yuan Chengbi suddenly held his face with his hands and tears rained down, "The queen mother is kind and gentle, when she sees you, the courtier can't help but think of her mother." If my mother is still here, I will definitely miss my mother's kindness——"

"That's enough." Zhang Tailiu interrupted her impatiently.

Yuan Chengbi blinked.

Tsk, is he not touting it well enough?

Zhang Tailiu was condescending, the girl kneeling in front of the Bodhisattva had a cold white complexion, and her long thick hair fell to the ground, lining the little face immature and innocent, she pretended to cry very much, and her cheeks were full of crystal clear teardrops, like a pear blossom wrapped in smoke and rain.

In terms of appearance, she is more brilliant than the third princess Yuan Feixing, and even more brilliant than all the princesses in the harem.

Zhang Tailiu said: "This palace does not raise useless people. ”

Yuan Chengbi said pitifully: "What does the queen mother want her courtiers to do?" ”

Zhang Tailiu got straight to the point, "Within three months, destroy the possibility of Gu Zhizhou and Yuan Feixing's marriage." ”

The matter between Yuan Feixing and Gu Zhizhou was very complicated.

Although Gu Zhizhou was unwilling to marry Yuan Feixing, the Gu family was willing.

But she would never allow the Gu family and the Xue family to marry.

Yuan Chengbi gathered the broken hair around his ears, looked at the Bodhisattva statue with his palms folded, and said reverently: "Bodhisattva, the Third Emperor Sister is really blessed to have the opportunity to discuss marriage with the Gu family's son-in-law." Unlike me, I live in Chengye Palace all the year round, and I haven't even seen the face of my brother Zhuzhou. I act on the orders of my mother, I hope that the Third Emperor Sister will not misunderstand me in the future, and I am also thinking about the happiness of everyone. ”

Zhang Tailiu: "......"

He Shenzhu: "......"

All the palace maids fell silent.

Why did the Ninth Princess speak so that people felt the urge to beat her?

Zhang Tailiu turned around to leave, but before leaving, he couldn't bear it, and instructed He Shenzhu: "After returning to the palace, find a few powerful grandmothers to train her well, at least in the past three months, don't lose the face of the palace." ”

He Shenzhu lowered his head, "Huh." ”

After Zhang Tailiu left, He Shenzhu gave a blessing, "Congratulations to His Highness on escaping from Chengye Palace." ”

Yuan Chengbi stood in the Buddha hall, not knowing what he was thinking, staring at the void and not saying a word for a long time.

He Shenzhu: "Your Highness? ”

Yuan Chengbi laughed slowly.

He smiled more and more exaggeratedly, not caring about his image at all, the corners of his mouth almost reached the root of his ears, and even his laughter became more and more indulgent.

The entire Buddha hall reverberated with his unbridled laughter.

The prayer flags swayed, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyes, as if surprised.

Yuan Chengbi finally laughed enough, stared at Yuan Chengbi seriously, word by word, "Sister, it's so interesting outside, I don't want it again, never again, go back to Chengye Palace." ”

The night of Chengye Palace was too dark.

He has lived in that deserted and remote cold palace for as long as he can remember, and what he saw was a concubine who had fallen out of favor and gone crazy, a mean and fierce old palace maid, and when he reached the age of enlightenment, no one taught him to read and write, or even to teach him to speak.

He doesn't know what good and evil are, and he can't tell the difference between sorrow and happiness.

If it weren't for meeting He Shenzhu......

Yuan Chengbi's pupils reflected the girl in front of him.

She looks so beautiful and noble, the snow-white Luo skirt is clean and clean, the pomegranate red upper is delicate and graceful, and the face of Bo Shi Fandai is like a bright moon, she is a beam of moonlight that cannot be desecrated in Luojing City.

Yuan Chengbi tilted his head, and suddenly smiled and stretched out his hand to her, "Sister, you will always stay by my side, never betray me, never leave me, won't you?" ”

The young man's hands were slender and distinct, glowing with a thin layer of jade.

His pupils were so dark, like an abyss.

It's as if you can never break free from one gaze.

He Shenzhu remembered the first time he met him.

It was obviously winter, but he was wearing a thin and tattered shirt and skirt, lying unkempt in the corner of the palace wall, staring closely at a hare in the dead grass.

Suddenly, he swooped out like a hound.

He caught the hare, and Ru Mao drank blood and feasted on it, as if he hadn't eaten for a long, long time.

His nails were long and dirty, and his hair was clumped.

She stood in the snow and called softly, "Your Highness the Nine? ”

He looked up.

I don't know how long he hasn't washed his face, his face is very dirty and black, his mouth is covered with the blood and fur of a hare, and his teeth are also very sharp, like a small beast in the deep mountains and old forests.

The palace maids around her couldn't help but feel disgusted and persuaded her to leave quickly.

But she was attracted by his eyes.

Those eyes were clean and pure, black and white.

The Ninth Highness in the Chengye Palace has no involvement with any party forces in the court.

He is a blank sheet of paper that has not been traced in any color.

She slowly approached him.

When she was still young, she stretched out her hand to him, "Your Highness the Nine, come with me, okay?" ”

Heavy snow drifted away.

Yuan Chengbi held the dead hare in his mouth and stared at her for a long, long time, instinctively feeling that she had no malice, so he stretched out his hand in confusion and carefully placed it in her palm.

He Shenzhu held his cold little hand tightly.

This grip is six springs, summers, autumns and winters.