"Why are you looking at me so stupidly?" Prince Chen lay on the windowsill, nonchalant, like a cat basking in the sun: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how can you not recognize me so quickly?"
He touched his face. It wasn't the vulgar face that he had forgotten after seeing it.
Jiuzhu shook her head: "I haven't forgotten."
"Oh." Prince Chen suddenly realized: "So you were stunned by my face."
Jiuzhu: “…”
People in Beijing are so thick-skinned.
"Come up quickly." Prince Chen waved to Jiuzhu, "It's a bit tiring for me to talk to you with my head down."
Jiuzhu rubbed her neck. She tilted her head back to talk, which also hurt her neck.
There were no other guests upstairs, and Jiuzhu looked around in confusion.
"Don't look anymore. There are no other guests except you and me." Prince Chen tapped the table with his knuckles, and someone brought various hairpins, rings and jewelry and placed them on the table for Jiuzhu to choose from.
Chunfen, who was following Jiuzhu, secretly took a breath. This store has taken out all the best things that have been kept in the bottom of the box?
"Pick whatever you like." Prince Chen glanced at the table: "Although the quality is a bit poor, the style is still acceptable."
Jiuzhu glanced at the shopkeeper who was standing next to him with his head bowed, returned the silver peanuts to him, and whispered to him with her hands covering her face: "It looks like it's very expensive."
Prince Chen dragged the carved round stool under his buttocks towards Jiuzhu, and asked in a low voice imitating her: "Not enough money?"
"It's enough." Jiuzhu held her purse as if it were her favorite thing: "I can't bear to spend it."
Prince Chen originally thought that the Ming family did not value their daughter who had just returned to Beijing and were reluctant to spend money on her, but he did not expect this to be the reason.
As the future princess of Chen, why should I be stingy with money?
"Don't worry, the things here are cheap." Prince Chen picked a hairpin and pointed it at Jiuzhu's head: "I'm familiar with the boss, let him give you a cheaper price."
Jiuzhu looked at King Chen with suspicion, she suspected that he was an agent of the store.
As soon as he saw her, Prince Chen knew that she must be thinking wildly: "What does that look of yours mean?"
Covering his eyes with his hands, Jiuzhu shook his head: "I didn't think about anything."
Prince Chen: “…”
This is what it means to try to cover up one's own guilt.
Reaching out and pulling her dangling pigtails, Prince Chen inserted a hairpin into Jiuzhu's hair with one hand. The hairpin, gleaming with golden light, looked like wild grass growing on a rockery, without any aesthetic appeal at all.
"This is a gift for you. You don't have to spend any money."
"I don't want it." Jiuzhu pulled up the weeds from the rockery... No, that's not right. She took the gold hairpin out of her hair and put it back on the tray: "You can't just accept a hairpin given by a boy."
If a fiancé gives his fiancée a hairpin, what's wrong with accepting it?
Is Prince Chen the type of person who would compromise if others say no?
No, he is not.
So he poked two hairpins into Jiuzhu's hair.
Jiuzhu stared and pulled out both "grasses".
"Don't move, little girl." The overbearing prince Yun Duqing grabbed a handful of hairpins and snorted at Jiuzhu.
"Don't." Jiuzhu quickly covered her hair, stood up and hid in the corner, her voice soft with a Lingzhou accent: "If you do this again, I will beat you up."
"What are you doing?" A gentle but puzzled male voice sounded. Jiuzhu covered her hair bag and turned her head to look. King Qi, wearing a light brocade robe, was standing on the stairs. His handsome face was full of confusion and his brows were slightly furrowed.
"Greetings, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi." Jiuzhu released his hand and bowed deeply.
The King of Qi walked into the room, glanced at the scattered hairpins, armlets and other items on the tray, picked up a coral red plum hairpin on the table, and looked at the King of Chen.
Prince Chen raised his eyebrows, walked to Jiuzhu, and when Jiuzhu wasn't paying attention, he straightened the crooked tassel hairpin in her hair: "It's rare to see Fourth Brother here."
"Are you a prince too?" Jiuzhu asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Prince Chen quickly poked a hairpin in his hand into Jiuzhu's hair bun, flicked the golden butterfly on the hairpin with his fingers, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, isn't it a coincidence?"
This little girl looks confused and not very smart. She covers her head with her hands, which makes her look cute and adorable.
Seeing the two of them whispering with their heads lowered, almost touching each other, the King of Qi put the hairpin back in its place and said, "My brother is about to get married, so the mansion naturally needs to prepare some things that a woman needs."
After saying this, he did not wait for the response from Prince Chen. He turned around and saw that Prince Chen was still trying to put a hairpin into the head of Miss Ming. Miss Ming covered her hair and stared at Prince Chen with her big eyes.
"Put it on."
"I don't want to." Jiuzhu took a step back: "You are the prince, I can't beat you. But I can... I can ask others to beat you."
"Oh?" Prince Chen wanted to reach out and poke Jiuzhu's face, but he held back.
"My fiancé is Prince Chen, he's super, super, super, super nice." Jiuzhu straightened her back: "I'll let him beat you."
The three are very easy to say. Prince Chen laughed at first, but seeing the seriousness in the little girl's eyes, he put down the hairpin in his hand: "Okay, okay, it's my fault."
"I know you mean well and want to give me something." Jiuzhu took the golden butterfly hairpin off her hair. "The capital is prosperous, and people can act freely without too many restrictions. However, in Lingzhou, only family members, elders, close friends and husbands can give women hairpins. Although I am a person from the capital, I grew up in Lingzhou. It would be inappropriate for me to accept the hairpin given by you, Your Majesty."
After several encounters, Prince Chen rarely saw such a serious expression on Jiuzhu's face. He looked at Jiuzhu's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Little girl from the Ming family, do you know my title?"
Jiuzhu shook his head.
"I was born in the 23rd year of Xian De. My father named me Du Qing, which means that even if there are all kinds of sufferings in the world, a beloved son can overcome them and not suffer any pain." Yun Du Qing put his hands behind his back and said in a rare gentle tone: "When I was fifteen, I was promoted to king and given the title of Chen."
Jiuzhu looked at him blankly. The autumn wind blew across the windowsill and rang the copper bell under the eaves.
"Whether it's the rules of the capital or the customs of Lingzhou, I have never given jewelry to other little girls." Seeing Jiuzhu still staring at him blankly, Prince Chen took the golden butterfly hairpin that Jiuzhu had taken off and put it back on Jiuzhu: "This golden butterfly's wings are as thin as cicada wings, and it's just right for the little girl."
This time, Jiuzhu did not take off the hairpin.
"Look, you've been struggling back and forth. It would have been much easier if you had let me put it on you earlier." Yun Duqing stretched out his finger and gently poked Jiuzhu's forehead. He couldn't help but poked it again. The butterfly wings in his hair danced gently.
Jiuzhu covered her forehead and tilted her head to look at him: "Are you really the Prince...His Highness?"
"Is there anyone in the entire capital who dares to pretend to be the Prince of Chen?" Yun Duqing touched his chin: "It will be my mother's birthday in a few days. My father will hold a banquet in the palace. Remember to come with Madam Shen."
"You really are the Prince of Chen." Jiuzhu looked at Yun Duqing and suddenly a bright smile appeared on her face: "That's great."
At that time, he was a beautiful and kind-hearted little fairy boy. Now, he is still the good guy who doesn’t get angry when others say bad things about him, and who will ask others to help her fight when he sees her fighting.
"Why, are you very happy?" Seeing Jiuzhu smiling happily, Prince Chen couldn't help but smile too.
"Yeah, happy."
After meeting each other again after eight years, how could I not be happy to learn that he and Concubine Su were doing well?
well.
Prince Chen looked at Jiuzhu's fair and tender face. She had such a simple and innocent character. Fortunately, she was going to marry him. If she had married someone else...
Unconsciously frowning, he turned to look at King Qi: "Fourth brother is still here?"
The King of Qi put the selected jewelry into the box and said slowly, "Fifth brother, have you chosen?"
"It's better to let a woman come along when choosing jewelry." Prince Chen lowered his eyelids and said casually, "If she doesn't like it, it would be a waste of her kindness."
"Really?" Prince Qi glanced at the hairpins on the tray that were chosen by Prince Chen but refused to be worn by Ming Jiuzhu: "Miss Ming doesn't seem to like the ones chosen by Fifth Brother?"
"No." Jiuzhu said, "Your Highness Prince Chen has a discerning eye and elegant taste. I like everything he chooses. It's just that I couldn't bear to see Your Highness spend more money, so I reluctantly refused."
No one can question the aesthetic taste of His Royal Highness Prince Chen, not even his brother.
A unique vision?
The King of Qi stopped holding the hairpin, looked at Jiuzhu with his beautiful eyes, then smiled gracefully and nodded to her: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
"It's okay." Prince Chen took a step forward and stood in front of Jiuzhu: "I have a broad mind and won't care about such trivial matters."
"Your Highness." A middle-aged man in dark blue clothes and with a scar on his chin walked up the stairs. He seemed not to have expected that there were other people. He bowed to the Prince of Chen, without even looking at Jiuzhu behind him. He walked up to the Prince of Qi and said with a bow, "Your Highness is seriously ill."
"I understand." The King of Qi put down the jewelry box, signaled his attendant to pay the bill, turned around and hurriedly left the jewelry store with the middle-aged man.
"Miss, Miss?" Chunfen saw King Qi leave, and Jiuzhu did not greet him. Fortunately, King Qi left in a hurry and did not notice the young lady's impoliteness: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiuzhu shook her head slowly: "What is the identity of the middle-aged man who just came?"
"Look at his attire, he looks like a servant from the Marquis of Pingyuan's mansion or the Prince of Qi's mansion." Chunfen thought for a moment and said, "Since he can come here to deliver a message, he must be a close confidant of the master's family."
Noticing that the young lady's face was a little pale, Chunfen touched Jiuzhu's hand, only to find that her palm was a little cold: "Young lady, please wait a moment, I will go to the carriage to get your cloak."
"I'm not cold..."
Before she finished her words, a large dark cloak was draped over her.
"Put it on." Seeing the cloak sliding down, the Prince of Chen reached out to pull the laces up, and then twisted them around the belt, successfully tying the laces... into a knot.
spring equinox:"……"
Tying a cloak is a difficult task, which really puts His Royal Highness the Prince in a difficult position as he has a horde of servants.
Pretending not to notice the knot he had tied, "My mother's birthday is coming up soon, don't freeze yourself."
If she can't go to the birthday party at that time, when the news gets out, people will think that this girl is not on good terms with his mother.
It is said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult in the world. He doesn't want to worry about such things before getting married.
The man's cloak was a little too long for Jiuzhu. She looked down at the cloak that was dragging on the ground and pulled it up.
"Oh." Jiuzhu nodded obediently.
Prince Chen: “…”
At a time like this, shouldn't I take the opportunity to ask him about Mother's preferences so that I can prepare a birthday gift that will suit Mother's wishes?
Oh what?
Can you be more careful? !
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