Chapter 11 Big Misunderstanding
"You, what are you talking about? How can you hug a little girl at will... I can't explain it to you clearly!" Wen Ziduan's face turned red. This little girl was so bold in her behavior.
He also had concubines in his house, but no one had ever said such words in front of him.
He Zhaojun was puzzled, thinking that her modern ideas would be unacceptable to ancient people. She quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, Sister Duanduan. What I meant was that I wanted to rely on the Third Prince for my entire life, to have him hold all my wealth and success in my hands. There was nothing else to it."
He Zhaojun felt at ease. According to the original plot, the third prince would eventually enter the Eastern Palace and ascend the throne to become emperor. If she could avoid becoming his enemy, her future would not be too bad. She also believed that the men of the He family would rather die on the battlefield than at the hands of a villain.
By the way, what was the third prince's name in the drama? I don't think it was mentioned.
But to Wen Ziduan, this was nothing short of a passionate confession. A girl relied on you for her entire life, and even entrusted the lives of her family to you... Could it be that the person she loved was me?
He Zhaojun could never have imagined that her casual remark "I can't marry the man I love as a bride" would be misinterpreted like this. She must have been depressed for a long time.
"Didn't you say that you'd marry someone else in this life? Then how about you hold, hold tight, the Third Prince?"
He Zhaojun thought she had misheard, but she couldn't explain it to the ancient man before her, so she picked up her needle and thread again and began mending the soldiers' clothes. She casually replied, "I don't have any ideas yet. How about Sister Duanduan, can you help me think of a solution?"
Wen Ziduan was half angry and half embarrassed, his face flushed red under the light, but He Zhaojun hadn't noticed yet: "You, you might as well hope that one day he will go blind and force you to be his bride, that would be much more satisfying!"
After saying that, he threw down a bottle of medicine, stuffed it into He Zhaojun's hand, and turned to leave the tent.
Wen Ziduan put on her veil and returned to her tent. She entered through the curtain and saw Ling Buyi sitting upright, waiting for him. "Third Prince, are you used to this, your sister?"
"This little girl is so bold, saying such nonsense! How can I be someone she can tease at will?"
Ling Buyi frowned and took a sip of tea: "Ziduan, I haven't seen you this angry in many years."
Wen Ziduan thought for a moment, calming his anger. He thought that Zisheng's presence tonight must mean there had been some progress in his stabbing case. "Well...how's the investigation going?"
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Half a month later, the He family father and son and Ling Buyi led the army to encircle and imprison all the rebel forces of Prince Yong. Ling Buyi even captured Prince Yong and his son alive, and escorted them back to the capital.
As for the He family, they were more than a day behind because they were carrying injured female relatives.
Seeing the city wall from afar, the soldiers and the wounded felt that victory was in sight, but He Zhaojun knew in her heart that she could not escape from this beating.
"You knew you were going to be beaten, so why didn't you make some preparations in advance? I saw you even prepared a cushion." Wen Zi sat upright in the carriage, looking at He Zhaojun who was curled up like a quail beside him.
If you say this little girl is as timid as a mouse, she dares to stand fearless in the midst of thousands of soldiers. If you say she is brave, she has been shouting in her dreams since last night not to hit her.
He Zhaojun sighed, "Sister, you understand. I made a grave mistake. Sometimes, merits are merits and faults are faults, and they cannot be offset. Furthermore, if Your Majesty sends Doctor Sun to examine me and the beating is too light, how can we conceal it from the eyes and ears of the Imperial Household?"
"Instead of letting my father and brother take the risk of deceiving the emperor in order to cover up my mistake, it is better for me to suffer some physical pain to suppress this matter and not give others a chance to criticize me." He Zhaojun had a sad face and was about to cry when she was anxious.
Just as the carriage stopped in front of the city gate, He Zhaojun immediately suppressed her fear and sadness, her face became serious and solemn, which made Wen Ziduan's thoughts surge.
This little girl is really interesting.
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