Princess Jia Hua ate most of the fish before finally stopping: "After so many days, I can finally eat something I've been craving. Not bad."
She picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped her mouth, then looked at the boat: "Xiu Shu, come with me to pick some lotus seeds. We'll make some lotus seed soup tonight."
"good."
Before the old woman could stop her, Princess Jia Hua leaped onto the deck and shouted towards the shore, "Loosen the rope!"
Embroidered books with pine rope.
The boat drifted away, heading towards the center of the lake.
Princess Jia Hua closed her eyes and sensed that there were at least two people on the boat, one of whom must be highly skilled in martial arts. She turned around and lifted the curtain: "Who's hiding inside!"
As expected, there were two people inside when the curtain was opened.
A bodyguard with a sword.
An elderly man, around fifty years old, with a fierce look in his eyes, a lean body dressed in fine clothes, and holding a folding fan in his hand, was initially amazed when he saw the newcomer. However, the fishy smell that followed made him frown, and his eyes turned to disgust.
He couldn't understand why a young woman would like to eat raw food.
There was a tiny fish scale stuck to her chin, which looked disgusting.
"You... This humble woman greets Your Majesty." Princess Jia Hua's eyes showed only a moment of panic, but she quickly regained her composure and performed a curtsy.
The Southern Emperor's gaze swept over Princess Jia Hua, a half-smile playing on his lips: "How do you know I am the Emperor?"
I had expected to hear some praise and compliments.
Princess Jia Hua said, "Besides the Emperor, there is no one else who can come and go freely in the Seventh Prince's residence and is of this age."
The words "such an age" caused the Southern Border Emperor's expression to change. His interest in Princess Jia Hua vanished instantly. He turned cold and snorted, "How dare you!"
Princess Jia Hua knelt on the deck. For a moment, she wished she could perish together with the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang, but reason prevailed.
The cost of doing so is too high.
She can't afford it.
"How dare you offend me!" The Southern Emperor hated people most when their age was mentioned, and for many years no one had dared to speak to him like that directly.
Princess Jiahua may have been beautiful, but she was ultimately too reckless and foolish.
That's absolutely outrageous.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I misspoke." Princess Jiahua lowered her eyes and admitted her mistake.
But the Southern Emperor had long lost interest. He glared at Princess Jia Hua with displeasure. He had waited for more than two months, only to find such a worthless person.
"What a disappointment!"
"Return to the palace."
The guard whistled, and the boat quickly rowed towards the shore. A group of guards followed the Southern Emperor away.
There were far more people than she had imagined.
Before leaving, the Southern Emperor glanced at Princess Jia Hua, then at the half-dead fish on the ground, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "I haven't dined at the Seventh Prince's residence for a long time. Tell him to prepare something."
Princess Jia Hua's heart sank.
The dinner prepared was extremely lavish.
The Southern Emperor sat alone at the top table, while the Seventh Prince and Princess Jia Hua sat opposite each other. The food placed in front of them was quite different.
All that was laid out in front of her was raw food—chicken, duck, fish, beef, and mutton—all chopped into small pieces and placed before her, with some blood still in the dish.
The seventh prince frowned.
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang smiled and said, "If Miss Zhao is not used to the food of Southern Xinjiang, then try it according to your own preferences."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Princess Jiahua unceremoniously picked up a pig brain, still streaked with blood, and bit into it, a look of satisfaction on her face. She smacked her lips, still feeling unsatisfied: "I once went to the barbarian lands with my maternal grandfather, and by chance, I tasted a delicacy. My grandfather said that the barbarians had also tasted other kinds of brains. The brain matter could be made into tofu, a snow-white sheet sprinkled with scallions..."
"Ugh!" The Southern Emperor clutched his chest, his hand holding the chopsticks trembling.
Princess Jiahua picked up a pig intestine and put it directly into her mouth.
The Seventh Prince frowned, his gaze fixed on Princess Jia Hua, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew all too well what she was after.
"You..." The Southern Emperor looked at Princess Jia Hua as if she were a monster. His harem had all kinds of women.
She was stunningly beautiful, aloof yet icy, and still possessed a captivating charm; he had tried everything.
Princess Jia Hua is the only one I've ever seen before.
The Southern Emperor no longer just disliked Princess Jiahua; he despised her from the bottom of his heart. His mind was filled with images of Princess Jiahua eating raw pig brains with a contented look on her face.
He was terrified that Princess Jia Hua might accidentally smash his head.
Thinking of this, the Southern Emperor hurriedly stood up: "I, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do. Seventh Prince, come to the palace later."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Princess Jia Hua remained seated.
Until the Seventh Prince said, "The person is gone."
She looked around.
The Seventh Prince waved his hand; "All of you, step back."
Once everyone had gone far away, Princess Jiahua could no longer hold back and went behind the screen next door to vomit, even bringing up her bile.
It took a full hour to stop.
The Seventh Prince stood at the door and saw the little boy come out with a sallow face, so he asked, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing." Princess Jia Hua, her eyes red from vomiting, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said somewhat awkwardly:
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Seventh Prince."
The Seventh Prince shook his head, but he remained calm and respectful towards Princess Jia Hua, who had forced him into a marriage alliance, and he already felt guilty.
The fault does not lie with her.
"Let's go back."
"Um."
For two consecutive days, Princess Jiahua did not eat or drink anything and had no appetite. Xiushu persuaded her for a long time before she finally drank a bowl of pear soup.
My head feels dizzy.
The maidservant stood on the threshold and said, "Miss, His Majesty has decreed that you stay at the Seventh Prince's residence to recuperate, and there is no need to rush to the palace."
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