March, the capital city.
It is the season when spring is in full bloom.
After a series of heavy snowfalls, the sun shines brightly. The snow melts, the spring breeze caresses the face, and the sunshine is just right.
A rapid sound of hooves approached from afar. The girl was dressed in a light robe with a light cloak over it. The collar and hood were covered with snow-white fox fur, which made her face look even more delicate and petite.
Holding a nine-section whip, she skillfully rode her horse swiftly along Chang'an Street in the capital.
She has important business to attend to.
They were in a hurry to get there, so they kept shouting to warn people on the street to be careful not to be hit by the horses.
As we approached Zuichunlou.
The princess's pony nearly crashed into the carriage parked in front of the Drunken Spring Pavilion. She quickly pulled on the reins, thus preventing the carriage from tipping over.
The carriage was blocking her way.
The girl slightly raised her chin, looking down at him: "Get out of the way!"
This morning, a little eunuch came to complain that her foolish younger brother had actually come to a brothel to have fun!
He doesn't resemble a proper and self-disciplined crown prince at all!
The whole capital knows that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't study properly and instead goes out drinking and carousing with his sycophantic cronies!
This is outrageous and utterly shameful.
If she doesn't discipline him properly today, he'll be capable of anything tomorrow.
The servants in front of the carriage were stunned, not because they were intimidated by the princess's imposing manner, but because the girl in front of them was so noble and beautiful that they couldn't take their eyes off her.
He's a lackey, he has no authority.
The servant looked troubled: "My master hasn't returned yet, so it's not easy for me to do anything. I hope you'll understand, young lady."
The girl glanced at him, and after a long while, she said, "Get out of my way."
The servant stared blankly, and the girl seemed to be losing patience, then said, "Stay away!"
The servants, seeing her raise her whip, immediately ran far away.
The girl lashed the horse with her whip, and the horse, in pain, lurched forward several meters with the carriage.
Only then was she able to continue forward.
When she arrived at the entrance of Chunzui Tower, she dismounted and walked inside without saying a word.
The servant guarding the door saw the young master's familiar face, and he immediately stopped dozing off. He hurriedly scrambled upstairs to inform the other young master.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Before he even entered the house, a whip hooked around his waist, and a strong force pulled him backward, causing him to fall flat on his face.
By the time he got up from the ground, the girl was already standing in front of him.
The servant was inwardly groaning, but forced a smile, saying in a somewhat obsequious tone, "Your Highness... Princess."
The girl scoffed and then went upstairs.
The servant could only pray for his master in his heart, but unfortunately, the prayer was probably useless. Before long, he heard a terrible scream coming from the private room upstairs.
"Sister!!! Ouch!!! Stop pulling my ear!"
"I didn't do anything!!! I swear!!!"
"Really! I'll go to the Imperial Academy and study hard today! I promise I won't embarrass you anymore!!!"
It's probably because it's really in pain.
Realizing that begging for mercy was useless, he then started throwing a tantrum.
"I'm a useless piece of trash anyway! Isn't it enough that I have you?!"
"Besides, from now on I will be in charge of the world, who would dare to say a bad word about us!?"
The incident at Chunzuilou has caused quite a stir.
After buying paper, brushes, ink, and inkstones, Zhou Fuwei couldn't find his own carriage outside the door. It wasn't until the coachman came running up, panting, that he learned that his carriage had been driven away by the famous Princess Mingyi with a single whip.
The coachman only just learned the girl's identity and cautiously glanced at his master.
It's no secret that the person in front of you doesn't get along with Princess Mingyi.
Princess Mingyi even tricked him more than once.
On several occasions, he summoned people to the palace, only to have them stand outside the hall and wait for several hours before claiming he had forgotten.
We don't even meet.
He simply sent a eunuch to tell him to go back.
Princess Mingyi is playing tricks on people in various ways.
The coachman couldn't say for sure whether Princess Mingyi had deliberately caused trouble, knowing it was their master's carriage.
However, Zhou Fuwei didn't really care whether Princess Mingyi did it on purpose or not.
Holding the newly bought inkstone, he said in a nonchalant tone, "In that case, let's go back."
The coachman was trembling with fear: "Sir, how can this be?"
Zhou Fuwei, having made a decision, would not change it. He raised his eyes and glanced over indifferently, his face expressionless. He spoke, his tone cold and seemingly unconcerned: "Go and find the carriage first, then return to the manor. Don't worry about me."
Now that his master had given the order, the coachman dared not provoke him any further.
He bowed and hurriedly said yes, glancing at the Chun Zui Lou behind him before quickly looking away and then rushing to catch up with the carriage that had just gone far away.
The Crown Prince's life at Zuichunlou was far from easy.
He was still half asleep, his ears were being pulled by his elder sister, and he couldn't move. His clothes were still messy, a loose, snow-white nightgown hanging loosely on his body. His neck was slender, and you could see his jade-like collarbone under the thin collar. It has to be said that His Highness the Crown Prince was quite handsome.
However, her looks were somewhat lacking compared to the radiant and beautiful princess.
The Crown Prince didn't dare to act recklessly in front of his elder sister. Even his bad temper was well-behaved, and he kept a low profile.
Jiang Yue looked at his feigned innocence and sneered, "You don't need to pretend. If you dare to come to a place like this again, I'll whip you to death."
"Sister, I really just came here to drink. Your brother is still innocent."
Jiang Yue didn't even bother to expose him. When she entered the room just now, there were two disheveled beauties by his pillow! When they saw her barging in with a fierce aura, holding a whip and clutching a thin blanket, they screamed and ran away.
Jiang Yue sometimes really couldn't do anything about her younger brother.
Not ambitious at all.
It's clear that they've been living a comfortable life for too long.
"You won't make it to the Imperial Academy today. Get up, I'll take you back to the palace."
The boy calmly got up and dressed, then stubbornly asked her to help him tie his belt. She brandished the whip in her hand, and he finally seemed to behave himself.
The boy, like a boneless maggot, kept sticking to her, his eyes darting around, before finally asking who had snitched.
Jiang Yue was getting annoyed by him and pulled his hand away, saying, "Stay away from me."
The boy was slightly displeased: "Elder sister, we are siblings born of the same mother, why are you so distant with me?"
Jiang Yue glanced at him: "Do you even know what the concept of strict separation between men and women means?"
The boy gave a displeased snort: "I don't know."
The madam of Zuichunlou saw the noble Crown Prince being dragged out of his room by the ear by Princess Mingyi early in the morning, and she found it quite strange.
His Highness the Crown Prince usually seems unserious, always smiling and acting like a good-for-nothing scoundrel.
But in reality, he was not easy to fool at all. Those beautiful phoenix eyes were very sharp. Sometimes she was even afraid to meet his gaze. The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, no matter how unserious he seemed, still had that terrifying majesty.
He gave her a cold glance.
No matter how cunning she was, she wouldn't dare use it in front of this master.
The madam never expected that His Highness the Crown Prince would act this way in front of Princess Mingyi. He was so casual and obedient, and he didn't feel ashamed at all when his ear was being pulled. The smile in his eyes didn't seem fake; he was so well-behaved and his gaze was full of affection.
The madam didn't dare to look any longer and quickly looked away. She only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the two big Buddhas off.
Once outside, Jiang Yue was utterly exasperated by her brother's shamelessness. This grown man still insisted on riding a horse with her. She stared at him expressionlessly.
The boy touched his nose. "Sis, can you bear to watch me walk back?"
Jiang Yue remained silent, which could be considered tacit consent.
Once mounted, the girl cracked the whip, and the horse galloped off, racing through the middle of the road.
The girl rushed past like a spring breeze.
Unfortunately, Zhou Fuwei was almost knocked over by her horse, but it was clear that the girl was a skilled rider, and the horse's hooves did not hurt him.
Zhou Fuwei picked up the paper, brush, ink, and inkstone that had fallen to the ground. When he looked up again, he saw a bright and fiery figure from behind. The wind lifted the girl's long, silky black hair, her neck was slender, and her back was straight.
Zhou Fuwei withdrew his gaze indifferently, his thoughts unreadable.
However, Princess Mingyi often cleans up the messes for the Crown Prince and drags people around. I've only heard that she has a straightforward personality, but I've never actually met her.
At this time, Zhou Fuwei was only the commander of the Zhenfu Division. He had fought his way out of danger and had only just gained a tiny bit of power.
However, his methods terrified other officials in the capital.
Zhou Fuwei was always low-key, but he could sense that Princess Mingyi didn't like him very much. The fact that she deliberately ignored him during several audiences was evidence of this.
Zhou Fuwei had never taken anyone seriously, but he was quite impressed with this princess.
She was quite clever and had already keenly sensed the danger.
Her father thought he was a dog, but he was a wolf, and an ambitious wolf at that.
Zhou Fuwei didn't take this little incident to heart. He dusted himself off and went back to his residence.
The first thing he asked was whether the water in the pear tree he kept in his bedroom had been changed.
Everyone in the household knew that Lord Zhou's most treasured possession was the pear blossom in his bedroom, which he cared for meticulously and with utmost care.
"Reporting to you, sir, it has already been replaced."
He gave a faint "hmm".
Back in the bedroom, the pale pear blossom on the desk was in full bloom.
Zhou Fuwei's fingertips gently touched the delicate, blooming petals, touching them carefully, not daring to use force.
He remembered that her favorite flower was the pear blossom.
She seemed to smell faintly of pear blossoms.
In this way, it was as if she were right beside him.
The mansion was quiet, and everyone knew that their master preferred peace and quiet, so no one dared to disturb him without permission.
Previously, there were also some maids with ulterior motives who were thinking of climbing into the bed.
Later, he was ordered by his master to be sold off, and no one dared to have such a thought again.
the next day.
Spring is in full bloom.
Zhou Fuwei first went to the Dali Temple. When he came out of the Dali Temple prison, he was covered in blood, his face was cold and stern, and a murderous aura was floating around him.
He wore a black brocade robe embroidered with python patterns, his features were stern, his eyebrows were lowered, and he exuded an aloofness that commanded respect without anger.
The person had just come out and hadn't even had time to change their clothes.
A trusted aide stepped forward with a troubled expression: "My lord, Her Majesty the Empress requests your presence in the palace."
Zhou Fuwei nodded slightly, his face expressionless. He knew perfectly well who had invited him, even though she called him the Empress.
This kind of tactic is nothing new; it's not the first time it's been used.
Princess Mingyi seemed to have long regarded him as a threat, but apart from causing him some minor trouble, she did nothing else to him.
Zhou Fuwei had grown somewhat weary of this. Even after entering the capital and gaining power, the people he was looking for seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Zhou Fuwei said calmly, "I understand."
He said, "Let's go back to the mansion first."
The confidant's face was grim, and he lowered his voice: "Eunuch Liu is already waiting outside, so I'm afraid we can't let you go back to the mansion first."
Zhou Fuwei glanced down the steps and saw that Eunuch Liu had indeed been waiting outside for a long time. The eunuch's voice sounded like he was speaking through a chokehold, high-pitched: "Lord Zhou, please."
Zhou Fuwei had a strong, pungent smell of blood about him.
Liu Gonggong, this pretentious eunuch, was used to the bloodshed in the palace, but he was also made uncomfortable and somewhat afraid by the bloody aura emanating from this young powerful minister.
Princess Mingyi seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him.
This trick has been played many times before; it's just that the Empress indulges the little princess, letting her do whatever she wants.
Eunuch Liu had never heard of any grudge between Princess Mingyi and Lord Zhou that would lead to such deliberate torment.
If you really can't stand him, just find some excuse to kill him.
This conflicted state of mind, this fear of him coupled with an unwillingness to kill him, is quite perplexing.
Zhou Fuwei followed Eunuch Liu into the palace. His clothes were stained with blood, and there were even traces of blood that hadn't dried yet, but he didn't care at all. Since Princess Mingyi didn't care, neither did he.
Once inside the palace, he was told to wait in a side hall.
Zhou Fuwei was already used to it; he would be called back after a while.
"Naive," he thought to himself.
The little princess originally came to see Zhou Fuwei to teach him a lesson. She admired his methods, but she was also afraid that he might use them on her one day.
In short, you might need him, but you also have to be careful.
Unfortunately, the little princess accidentally fell asleep in the pavilion that afternoon.
The afternoon sun was warm and cozy, and she liked to lie down and sleep by the pavilion, basking in the warm sunlight. Her snow-white skin had a blush on it, and her eyelashes were long.
She was asleep, and no one dared to wake her.
Zhou Fuwei, who had been waiting for more than an hour, had lost his former patience.
Seeing Lord Zhou's indifferent expression, Eunuch Liu hurriedly sent someone to inform the Empress about the matter.
The Empress thought her daughter was being unreasonable and said, "Let Lord Zhou go back."
"yes."
As Zhou Fuwei was leaving, he passed by a covered walkway and, as if sensing something, looked towards the waterside pavilion. There he saw a little girl sleeping soundly on a stone table.
He indifferently withdrew his gaze.
I didn't look at it much.
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