Concubine Su knew that among these princes and princesses, except for her own children, no one was sincerely wishing her a happy birthday.
After they finished their greetings, she waved her hand and asked them to leave to avoid embarrassing each other.
"Du Qing, take Jiuzhu for a walk so she can get familiar with the palace." Concubine Su stood up and said, "The other ladies are waiting for me to go back. I will go back to Mingyue Palace first."
According to the rules of the harem, other concubines in the palace still asked Mingyue Palace to pay their respects to her.
"Farewell, Her Majesty." The princes and princesses hurriedly bowed and bid farewell, showing the utmost respect.
Concubine Su supported Xiang Juan's hand and stood up. When she walked past Prince Chen, she glanced at him and said, "Take good care of Jiuzhu."
Prince Chen bowed and said, "I will do my job well, please rest assured, mother."
Concubine Su: “…”
After hearing what he said, I felt a little uneasy. She patted the back of Jiuzhu's hand before leaving Feifeng Palace.
The other princes and princesses saw this scene and had different thoughts in their minds, but the look they gave Jiuzhu became a little more friendly.
"The autumn scenery is just right today, why don't we take a walk in the Imperial Garden together?" A princess asked, "Miss Jiuzhu, have you ever been to the Imperial Garden?"
Jiuzhu did not answer. She turned her head to look at King Chen, as if she only wanted to listen to his opinion.
Prince Chen smiled. It seemed that he was not stupid. He knew who was trustworthy in a crowded place.
"Do you want to go and have a look?" asked Prince Chen.
Jiuzhu nodded, still a little curious.
"The golden camellia in the Imperial Garden is in full bloom. I will take you to see it." Prince Chen turned his head and looked at his other brothers and sisters: "The little girl is shy by nature and doesn't like crowds. I will accompany her there, and you can do as you please."
shy?
Prince Qi glanced at Ming Jiuzhu, who was standing next to Prince Chen without saying anything, and nodded slightly: "Fifth brother and Miss Ming, please feel free to do as you please."
Hearing him speak, Ming Jiuzhu didn't even look at him. Her bright eyes just looked at Yun Duqing, as if she was looking at the only bright candle in the darkness.
"Let's go." After taking two steps, Prince Chen retreated to Jiuzhu's side and silently stretched out his arm.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jiuzhu held up the hem of her skirt with one hand, placed the other on Prince Chen's arm, and carefully stepped over the threshold of Feifeng Palace.
King Qi looked at the door. The sunlight shone on the two of them, shining brightly. He slowly closed his eyes.
The sun is glaring and can easily hurt your eyes.
"Fourth brother." King Huai looked at King Qi with a half-smile, "From what I've seen, fifth brother and Miss Ming have a pretty good relationship."
"They are engaged and it is a blessing for them to live in harmony after marriage." The King of Qi said slowly: "If the fifth brother knew that the eldest brother cared about him so much, he would definitely be very happy."
“I just don’t know which ambitious person was responsible for the incident at the royal stable. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and no disaster occurred. What if my father or the royal bloodline was accidentally hurt…” Prince Huai glanced at his brothers and sisters present, laughed unkindly, and strode out of the Feifeng Palace.
The other princes and princesses looked up at the sky and down at the ground, pretending not to hear the sharp words between the two.
What does it have to do with them if the eldest and the fourth brother quarrel?
Imperial Garden.
Jiuzhu felt the cold wind of late autumn and looked at the golden camellia hanging on the branches, and couldn't help shivering.
"Are you still watching?" Prince Chen took the cloak from his attendant, shook it open and put it on Jiuzhu.
Jiuzhu shook his head repeatedly.
Although the Imperial Garden is beautiful, the wind is too cold.
Seeing Jiuzhu shrinking her neck, Prince Chen helped her straighten her cloak, with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "When I was a child, I didn't want to study and insisted on coming to the Imperial Garden to play..."
"And then?"
"Later, like you, I was blown back by the wind."
"Why didn't Your Highness tell me just now?" Jiuzhu secretly kicked the small stone at his feet and pretended that he was not angry at all.
"If I had told you just now, you would have misunderstood that I was unwilling to accompany you." Prince Chen saw the stone that was kicked away hit the rockery and fell into the chrysanthemum bush, then bounced stubbornly.
"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing." Putting away the smile on his face, the Prince of Chen said seriously: "The Imperial Garden is the most beautiful in spring. We can take a leisurely stroll then."
"If Your Highness told me, I would believe it." With the cloak, Jiuzhu was no longer so cold. She bent down and wanted to pick two golden camellia flowers.
Prince Chen took it off and placed it in her palm.
The girl's palms are white and tender, and the golden flowers lying in her palms are particularly lovely.
"What do you believe in?" He stretched out his finger and tapped Jiuzhu's forehead. The King of Chen sneered and said, "Don't believe anyone's words easily."
"Then I don't believe everyone." Jiuzhu covered her forehead and stared at King Chen with wide eyes.
"Hehe." Prince Chen looked up at the sky: "You are still young, there are many things you don't understand."
"But I know that His Highness and His Majesty are good people, that's enough." Jiuzhu put the golden tea into the pouch on her waist: "What others do has nothing to do with me, and I don't care."
Prince Chen looked at Jiuzhu and suddenly smiled.
"What are you laughing at, Your Highness?" Jiuzhu looked at him in confusion.
"The autumn weather is clear and the fruits are abundant." Prince Chen stretched out his hand to brush away the fallen leaves from Jiuzhu's hair.
A nice and crisp autumn day?
Jiuzhu wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, it was obviously because of the cold wind and falling leaves.
As soon as the two returned to Mingyue Palace, people around Emperor Longfeng came to find Prince Chen and said that His Majesty had summoned him.
"You can play as you like. No one dares to upset you here." After helping Jiuzhu take off her cloak, the Prince of Chen looked at the girls in the garden and felt a headache. "I might come back with my father before noon."
Sun Caiyao and other noble ladies had already seen Prince Chen bringing Miss Ming back.
A young lady whispered to her companion, "I didn't expect that the Prince of Chen, with his personality, would be so nice to Miss Ming."
"Look over there." The companion secretly pointed to the west: "Minister Ming's wife is also there."
Whether the Prince of Chen's action was truly considerate or just for the sake of showing off to Minister Ming's wife, only he himself knew.
Royal family, who doesn't know how to act?
When Sun Caiyao saw that after Prince Chen left, another female official from Mingyue Palace came to greet Ming Jiuzhu, she couldn't help but start to doubt whether Concubine Su and her son were really satisfied with her, or did they want to win over the three brothers of the Ming family?
Ming Jiuzhu arrived at Mingyue Palace early today. Was it his own initiative or did the Ming family approve it?
No, it's not possible. Given the character of the Ming family, it would be absolutely impossible for them to get close to such an ignorant, arrogant and domineering prince.
One Ming Jiuzhu does not represent anything. The most honorable chair in Cheng State will definitely belong to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi in the future.
"Miss Ming." The female official of Mingyue Palace found Jiuzhu and led her to sit at the stone table behind the rockery. She replaced the tea and snacks for her and bowed to her: "Thank you for coming to the palace early today to celebrate the queen's birthday. The queen is very happy today."
"It's Her Majesty's birthday, so I should come early to celebrate." Jiuzhu had met this female official in Mingyue Palace and invited her to have tea together.
"I dare not." The female official quickly declined: "I have an unreasonable request today, please help me, young lady."
"Aunt, you are too polite. I am insignificant and I am afraid I can't be of any help to you." Jiuzhu looked at the female official in surprise. How could she help?
"Miss, you misunderstood." The female official quickly explained, "We sisters embroidered a birthday picture for the Majesty in gratitude for her care over the years. However, the palace has strict rules, and servants and others are of low status, so we dare not present the birthday picture to the Majesty. Please give it to her on your behalf."
The female official took out an embroidery pattern wrapped in a handkerchief from her bosom and opened it in front of Zhen Jiuzhu.
"What a skillful craft." Jiuzhu was attracted by the embroidery and exclaimed: "The aunts are so amazing."
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, young lady." The female official wrapped the embroidery in a handkerchief and held it in front of Jiuzhu with both hands: "Young lady, please fulfill our servants' wish for your majesty."
Jiuzhu took the wrapped embroidery pattern and said, "Okay."
"Thank you, young lady." The female official looked at Jiuzhu with gratitude and wanted to pay her respects, but was stopped by Jiuzhu.
"Aunt, you don't have to do this." Jiuzhu smiled innocently, "The aunts' kindness to the queen is really touching. I will send it to you right away."
"Then I'll trouble you, Miss."
The female official watched Ming Jiuju leave with the embroidered pattern, slowly lowered her head, hiding all emotions in her eyes.
"Be quick with your hands and feet, don't break anything."
Xiangjuan was checking the guest list in her hand. She turned around and saw Miss Ming hiding in the corner, waving at her mysteriously.
She put down the list and walked towards Jiuzhu: "Miss Ming, what can I do for you?"
"Something is wrong." Jiuzhu pulled Xiangjuan a few steps towards the wall. After making sure that no one else noticed what she and Xiangjuan were doing, she squatted down against the wall and took something out of her sleeve.
Seeing Miss Ming squatting on the ground, Xiang Juan hesitated for a moment, then squatted down like her: "What is this?"
"Aunt Xiangjuan, I may be too suspicious. If there is anything wrong, please help me say a few good words to the queen so that she won't be angry with me." Jiuzhu opened the embroidery map: "Someone just gave it to me and asked me to pass it on to the queen."
After Xiang Juan saw what was embroidered on the picture, her expression changed: "Who gave it to the young lady?"
"She's an aunt from Mingyue Palace." When Jiuzhu saw Xiangjuan's expression, she knew that she had guessed right.
"I just find it strange. Even though the palace rules are strict, with the queen's gentle and kind nature, she would not be angry if she knew that people around her embroidered a birthday picture for her." Jiuzhu rolled up the embroidery. "When I was a child, I did good things and waited for them to praise me. I would never give such a good opportunity to others."
How could she, who is so intelligent, fall for such a stupid trick?
Trying to trick her into harming the Empress? No way!
No windows either!
"Yes, Her Majesty is gentle and kind, how could she bear to punish her servants." Xiang Juan took a breath slowly. As early as two months ago, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory had calculated that there would be a catastrophe around Her Majesty's birthday, and there must be no images of immortals riding horses in the bedroom.
But what is embroidered on this picture is a fairy riding a Pegasus to celebrate a birthday.
If Miss Ming presented the birthday embroidery to the Empress in front of everyone, the consequences would be disastrous...
Tear it up!
Xiangjuan came to her senses and saw Miss Ming tearing the embroidery pattern into two halves with her bare hands. She seemed to think that it was not torn thoroughly enough, so she shook the embroidery pattern again and exerted force with her hands a few times. The embroidery pattern turned into tattered pieces of cloth, which she stepped on and crushed hard in the mud.
Looking at the deep mud pit under Miss Ming's feet, Xiangjuan fell silent.
"Aunt, everything is fine now." Jiuzhu smiled brightly at Xiangjuan.
"Ah..." Xiangjuan found that her voice seemed a little hoarse. She moved her legs and tried to stay away from the pit.
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