Seeing the martial artist and the prince laughing all the way away, I couldn't help but be curious and still followed behind, because judging from the looks and demeanors of the two, they were very intimate and natural.

I can't believe what happened next! The prince and the martial arts came to a secluded and uninhabited place in the Taiye Pool, and the two of them were lying on the ground catching crickets with great interest! It can be seen from the intimate behavior of the two that one of them is affectionate, and the other is a concubine. I felt a tightness in my chest and staggered away.

I was quite indignant in my heart, and felt that the prince's move was really deviant and absurd! His father's health is not as good as before, and the prince doesn't know how to share his father's worries, but instead lies on the ground and plays like a three-year-old child. We have all been deceived by the illusion that the prince is working hard! Moreover, Mencius said: Father and son are related, monarchs and ministers are righteous, husbands and wives are different, the elders and young are orderly, friends have the five virtues of faith, and the martial arts are also the concubines of their fathers, how can the prince be so close to her, which is reprehensible! In my eyes, at this time, the prince is no longer the good brother who "enters and is filial, and when he goes out", but the embodiment of hypocrisy and sanctimony.

That year was the twentieth year of Zhenguan.

In the days that followed, his father's health deteriorated, and the palace concubines took turns to serve the sick under the leadership of Wei Guifei Niangniang and Yang Guifei Niangniang. Whether they are sincere or false, they come every time with the purpose of listening to the truth. My father was overwhelmed, and finally ordered that the martial artists and me should serve the sick and keep the rest of the people out.

I am happy that my father can fulfill my filial piety, and at the same time I am puzzled that my father chose a martial artist to serve the sick. My father's intentions are not something I can speculate, and I can only hide the secrets I know in my heart so that I don't hurt everyone, including my father.

Martial arts people still abide by their duties in front of their fathers and serve their fathers with all their hearts. It's just that every time the crown prince comes to greet him or to report the affairs of the previous dynasty to his father, I can see the enthusiastic and bold gaze of the martial artists towards the prince. Of course, the prince also responded to Wucai from time to time, with a deep attachment to her.

Every time I was on the sidelines, I was terrified. I'm afraid that my father will see some clues and blame the prince, and I'm even more afraid that my father will be very angry and sick.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and decided to persuade the prince to stop the precipice. In the Cheng'en Hall of the East Palace, I finally met the prince who had just finished handling political affairs. I knocked on the side and said: "Jingjing came to the East Palace, and saw that everything in the East Palace was orderly and orderly, and I thought that this must be the credit of the ninth sister-in-law." ”

"Yes, the crown princess takes care of the housework and controls the people quite well." The prince looked a little absent-minded.

"With this virtuous help, Brother Jiu can completely focus on political affairs. However, don't snub the ninth sister-in-law because of national events. I winked at the prince.

The prince's face was entangled, and he hesitated for a long time before revealing his heart to me: "Jingjing, I trust you very much, so I said my heartfelt words. In fact, I don't have a particularly good impression of the crown princess, and sometimes I am even annoyed. ”

I was not surprised that the prince said this to me. If he is close to the crown princess, how can he be tempted by a talented person of his father? It's just that there are so many women in the world, why did the prince choose her martial arts? Thinking of this, I was filled with righteous indignation, forgot the difference between dignity and inferiority for a while, and asked the prince: "Even so, it seems that the ninth brother shouldn't have delusions about martial artists, right?" ”