Chapter 145 Your Highness, Why Are You Here?
Zhao Mingzhu was eating breakfast when Gu Qingheng landed beside her:
"Are you going back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion today?"
"Yeah, I haven't told him yet."
Zhao Mingzhu thought about it and felt that the Duke of Zhenguo probably didn't know that she had returned to the capital.
After all, Gu Qingheng had always used people to pretend to be her.
When she mentioned this, she winked and said, "Tell me, will I scare him to death when I go back this time?"
She obviously wanted to do something bad, and she reached out to pull Gu Qingheng's sleeve, acting very mischievous.
Gu Qingheng took out a handkerchief, held her hand, and wiped the rice grains off her hand.
"The Duke of Zhenguo is old, so don't go too far."
"Be careful or he'll break your legs. I won't help you then."
Zhao Mingzhu stuck out her tongue, then rubbed her other hand on him and ran to the yard before Gu Qingheng could speak.
Qiao'er and her friends are picking grapes.
There is a rose trellis on the west side and grapes are planted on the east side, and now is the ripe season.
The grapes are deep purple, hanging in bunches among the green leaves, crystal clear and sweet.
Zhao Mingzhu reached out and picked one. Qiao'er quickly came over and scolded her, "Crown Princess, you haven't even washed it yet."
She put the washed ones on the table, then picked one, peeled it and gave it to Zhao Mingzhu.
"Eat this to avoid stomach upset at night."
Although Zhao Mingzhu didn't think she was that pampered, she was also used to being served.
She was lying in the rocking chair when she suddenly saw a piece of bamboo weaving under the stone table and picked it up.
Zhao Mingzhu looked left and right, but still didn't understand. What was this?
She held it up and asked Qiao'er in the yard.
Qiao Er didn't even turn around: "It's not mine, maybe Jin Zhu and the others are planning to use it for something."
"That hand is really unfortunate." Zhao Mingzhu took a look at it and thought it looked like a crab shell.
She started to compose the song slowly, humming the song based on the original foundation.
She was quite skilled at making crabs. Within an incense stick of time, she would have a crab with different claws of different sizes.
At this time, Gu Qingheng came out. She raised it and waved it: "Isn't it better than the last one?"
Gu Qingheng rarely changed into black today. Compared with the usual noble appearance, he looked sharper like a sword drawn from its sheath.
"Crown Princess, is this written for me?"
Zhao Mingzhu suddenly looked at his black clothes and was about to ask why he was not wearing white clothes?
I forgot about it because he interrupted me: "Yes, I learned it for you in the first place."
Zhao Mingzhu knew how to use flowers to offer gifts to Buddha and concealed the fact that she had picked up a semi-finished product from the ground.
Gu Qingheng picked up the crab claw and asked, "Is this the young Gu Qingheng?"
Zhao Mingzhu ate grapes and repeated the same old words: "Yes, I learned it originally for your childhood."
Gu Qingheng turned the crab in his hand over and over, examining it. He stroked the claws with his fingertips and suddenly said:
"The crab you saw was made by my mother before she hanged herself. Later, the rebels gave it to me and told me that she was dead."
Zhao Mingzhu slowed down his hands as he picked the grapes, and they turned out to be his mother's relics.
"Gu Qingheng, if it makes you sad..."
Zhao Mingzhu was a little annoyed. If she made up this kind of relic, wouldn't she be poking at someone's wounds?
I should have done my homework earlier.
Gu Qingheng asked Changhe to take it and put it away. His dark eyes fell on her face: "I like it very much."
Zhao Mingzhu swallowed the apology in her throat and peeled a grape: "As long as you like it."
"Today's grapes are so sweet, want to try them?" She held up the crystal clear flesh.
Gu Qingheng leaned over and rolled the grapes from her fingertips into his mouth.
Zhao Mingzhu touched her hand unconsciously, feeling something was a little strange.
The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
When Zhao Mingzhu stepped into the room, the old housekeeper looked at her as if he had seen a ghost, and turned around and ran to find the Duke of Zhenguo.
"My Lord, my Lord, something bad has happened!"
Zhenguo Gong was painting. He said calmly, "How old are you? You're still as impetuous as a kid."
"Learn from me and stay calm."
The old butler was a comrade who had been with him through thick and thin for many years. He didn't take these words to heart and pointed outside the door.
"...My Lord, the liar is here!"
"What!"
"She's disguised as a young lady, and it's obvious she's here to commit fraud!"
The Duke of Zhenguo's eyes widened angrily, and he took the long spear beside him:
"How could there be such a shameless person? I'm worried that no one will challenge me these days!"
Zhao Mingzhu was drinking tea when she heard a loud shout behind her. She swallowed the tea leaves together and choked.
When the Duke of Zhenguo arrived, she asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
The Duke of Zhenguo plunged his halberd into the ground and shouted, "Don't think I won't fight you just because you're a woman! Leave now!"
The Duke of Zhenguo was complaining in his heart about the housekeeper, why didn't he tell her that the girl was a woman.
If the old butler heard what he was thinking, he would only feel wronged.
I've already said that she's pretending to be a young lady, not a woman, so how could she be a man?
"Duke, it's really possible that it's a man, but we can't say for sure." The butler came closer and said.
The Duke of Zhenguo also thought it was possible, but how could this be verified?
He was so anxious that he couldn't beat the scammer who came to his door.
Zhao Mingzhu exhaled: "I heard you two talking, and I'm not a liar."
"If I'm a liar, my whole family will be wiped out, okay?"
The Duke of Zhenguo still didn't believe it. His daughter had finally escaped, so how could she come back without a word?
"Dad, don't we have a secret code?" Zhao Mingzhu stood up.
Yes, there is a secret code, and the Duke of Zhenguo clapped his hands.
He took the lead and said, "You should recite the Ten Virtues first."
Zhao Mingzhu cleared her throat:
"Brave: The worst that can happen is death
Optimism: So what? I won’t die anyway.
Efficient: Die Now
Honesty: Believe it or not, if you don’t believe it, go to hell
Communication: What else can I do? Otherwise, I will die.
Justice: All of them deserve to die
..."
"My father, do you believe it now?" Zhao Mingzhu said helplessly.
The Duke of Zhenguo threw away his painted halberd and approached Zhao Mingzhu, looking at her from the foot of the mountain. The father and daughter recognized each other with tears in their eyes.
"She's really my girl! Oh, why has her face become so thin..."
"Dad, you've gained weight."
No! The Duke of Zhenguo's smile froze, and he raised his hand and slapped her on the back of the head.
"You fool, do you want to kill your father? Why did you come back with such fanfare?"
His face was filled with anger, and he was about to draw his halberd again. Zhao Mingzhu took a step back.
"Dad, let me explain."
"What explanation do you need?! I think you're just trying to find excuses! I'm going to break your legs today!"
The father and daughter circled around the old butler, who spun like a top.
"Oh, Duke, you can't..."
"Oh, Miss..."
Finally, the old butler felt dizzy, and the Duke of Zhenguo and Zhao Mingzhu stopped.
The Duke of Zhenguo was old after all. He gasped and said, "Don't run. I'm going to teach you a lesson today."
Zhao Mingzhu wiped the sweat off her face and said, "If you hit me, I'll run away."
She is not a fool, so she won't just stand there and get beaten.
The father and daughter confronted each other like this.
Gu Qingheng appeared and asked softly, "Who are the Duke and the Crown Princess?"
The Duke of Zhenguo held his breath and almost couldn't catch his breath.
"Your Highness? Why are you here?"
Zhao Mingzhu hid behind Gu Qingheng and mimicked: "Your Highness, why are you here~"
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