Chapter 45 Dad, Mom, your daughter has made it!
Zhao Mingzhu took one of the books and scribbled on it, with a bunch of markings and symbols:
"It looks like my old teacher's textbook."
What she meant was that before she came here, her Chinese teacher’s textbooks were like this, antiques that had stood the test of time.
Shuangyun lifted her hair and said, "What I mean is, being the Crown Princess's teacher doesn't have more prospects than being a concubine?"
It would be both respectable and respectable if she said it out loud, and maybe she would be a prominent figure a hundred years later.
And she finally understood that Changhe was like an old hen guarding her chicks, guarding His Highness tightly, and she had no chance to climb into bed at all.
It’s better to give up early, he who knows the times is a hero!
Shuangyun has planned her future well. When she is older and leaves the Eastern Palace, she can be said to have taught the Crown Princess. Countless nobles will be vying to invite her to give lessons at home.
Dad, Mom, your daughter has made it!
"Okay, wait until I return from the palace, and you can start teaching then."
Zhao Mingzhu handed her the music sheet, then turned around and brought some water:
"Your Highness is always busy and hard-working. I feel bad about tiring you with such a small task. Now that Shuangyun is here, this problem has been solved."
Gu Qingheng looked at her. Zhao Mingzhu filled a bowl of soup and asked, "What do you think, Your Highness?"
"Um."
Gu Qingheng took the bowl and said calmly, "Since you want to teach the Crown Princess, let's go to the palace together and choose a zither from the Music Bureau."
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Shuangyun, who was ecstatic. The pianos in the Music Bureau were all good things, and she had never thought that she would be able to use such good things.
"Yes, thank you, Your Highness."
After a half-day of leisure, Zhao Mingzhu was already dressed up. She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and saw herself looking like the princess she had imagined when she was a child.
Gu Qingheng put away the book and saw Zhao Mingzhu turned around. She had red lips and a fair face, and a charming smile. Her hair was like a green phoenix hairpin inlaid with jade and holding an oriental pearl in its mouth, with long crystal tassels falling to her neck, making her look like the Guanghan fairy from the Moon Palace in the sky rushing down to the mortal world.
"Why do you want to cover up that red mole?"
If she had that red mole, Zhao Mingzhu would be even more gorgeous, with the rich beauty of a blooming flower.
Zhao Mingzhu touched her forehead reflexively upon hearing this: "I want to go for the cool and beautiful look today."
Unfortunately, it seems that it won't work. Her loser temperament can be felt even through the bronze mirror, and she is not cold at all.
Gu Qingheng chuckled: "The Crown Princess is a beautiful woman, why should she be restricted to one look? Just be yourself."
Zhao Mingzhu turned back to look at the mirror: "Okay, but that's it for today."
At this time, Changhe said outside the door: "Your Highness, Crown Princess, the carriage is ready."
Zhao Mingzhu stood up upon hearing this and walked side by side with Gu Qingheng.
As they passed by the twin clouds and the long river, Zhao Mingzhu asked, "Am I beautiful?"
Changhe seemed to sense something and quickly looked away.
Shuangyun readily affirmed: "The Crown Princess is absolutely beautiful."
Zhao Mingzhu's beauty is unquestionable. She hopes to look like this in her next life.
Zhao Mingzhu smiled even brighter: "One look is five taels, Qiao'er will charge."
Qiao'er appeared skillfully and spread out her hands: "Give me money."
Shuangyun was dumbfounded. She shook her head and covered her purse.
"I have no money left. Qiao'er, you took so much money from me. Please pay for me."
Zhao Mingzhu looked at Qiao'er, who said crisply, "She eats my food, so of course she has to charge for it."
No one else wants to accept it, but Shuangyun has always wanted to fight for the power of the kitchen and has a grudge against her, so she must be accepted!
Shuangyun couldn't help but say: "You profiteer, you even charged me 20 coins for stir-fried cabbage. If you add a little more, it's enough to buy a chicken!"
Ever since Qiao'er took control of the kitchen, all meals in Tingchaoyuan were arranged by her, and the people of Shuangyun had to bow their heads under her eaves.
If she hadn't had a high monthly salary and many rewards when she was a head maid in the palace, she would have almost gone bankrupt just on food.
Zhao Mingzhu pondered after hearing this: "That sounds pretty miserable. Qiao'er should just take four taels."
After she finished speaking, she lifted her skirt and caught up with Gu Qingheng. Gu Qingheng noticed that someone was following him, and then he saw Qiao'er and Shuangyun fighting.
The maidservant follows her master.
Zhao Mingzhu got on the carriage. She found her familiar seat, sat upright, and looked straight ahead.
It was rare for her to be so well-behaved. In the past, it was common for her to be soft at first and then collapse.
As if she had noticed Gu Qingheng's gaze, she looked sad:
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I have too many hairpins and rings in my bun."
Gu Qingheng: "Qiao'er's craftsmanship is very good. I saw that the bun she made for you last time was intact for you and Lei Ruoshui, and even the gold hairpin was not lost."
Zhao Mingzhu was a little surprised when he heard this. He noticed all this.
But she was not afraid of her hair coming undone or her jewelry falling off. Zhao Mingzhu held her face in her hands:
"Because I'm afraid if I lean against them and suddenly get shaken on the road, they'll all gather in my brain."
Reading those news, Zhao Mingzhu felt like she was beating a wooden fish in her heart.
Gu Qingheng understood after hearing this, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Put your head over here."
Zhao Mingzhu was puzzled, but still turned her head, and felt the gold and silver hairpins on her head being pulled away.
“…Will it not disperse?”
"Won't."
"You can talk about this little thing later."
Those gold and silver hairpins carried the residual warmth of their owners. Gu Qingheng wrapped them in a silk handkerchief and placed them on the chessboard.
"When you get off the carriage, I'll put the hairpin on for you."
Zhao Mingzhu touched her hair bun and found it didn’t fall off even after she took it off. Qiaoer, you are my god!
If she had known that it wouldn't fall apart after being taken out, she wouldn't have to worry about this.
As expected, without these, Zhao Mingzhu was instantly reduced to her original state. She leaned comfortably against the car wall:
"This position is still the most comfortable."
After half an incense stick.
Zhao Mingzhu woke up and the carriage just stopped.
She looked outside and saw that they were about to enter the palace. Zhao Mingzhu was about to take back the jewelry wrapped in a handkerchief from the chessboard.
She inserted it back based on her feeling. To ensure that she would not lose her composure, she asked Gu Qingheng:
"How is it? Are there any crooked ones?"
Gu Qingheng put down the chess piece and looked over when he heard the words. He reached out to untie the tangled tassels and reinserted the pearl flower.
Shuangyun outside lifted the carriage curtain: "Crown Princess..."
Then she saw Gu Qingheng lowering his head to help her tidy up her jewelry. Shuangyun was a little surprised. She had always thought that the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not get along.
But would two people who are incompatible with each other do such trivial things for each other?
When Zhao Mingzhu saw him withdraw his hand, she knew that the adjustment was complete. She took Shuangyun's hand, bent down and got off the carriage first.
Gu Qingheng took a step behind her and stepped on a foreign object, which was a small pearl hairpin.
He picked it up, which was already somewhat deformed, and turned around and casually put it into the secret drawer.
When the two of them got off the carriage, the eunuchs and maids from Shoukang Palace were waiting for them:
"Old slaves greet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."
Gu Qingheng and Zhao Mingzhu were both as beautiful as the sky and water today, standing together, they looked like a perfect match.
"Royal brother, is this the emperor's sister-in-law?"
A voice as sweet as a yellow oriole was heard, and Zhao Mingzhu looked over.
The other person was wearing a thin persimmon red dress that reached her chest, a cross bun, and a Duobao Naodie crown on her head. She looked at Zhao Mingzhu with a smile and walked up to the two of them.
"The Emperor's sister-in-law is truly unparalleled in beauty. Jingning felt a little ashamed after seeing her."
Zhao Mingzhu recognized her, she must be Princess Jingning, she smiled dignifiedly:
"Princess, you are too kind. The princess is truly beautiful."
"Really? Then all those years I spent in the Imperial Mausoleum going to bed and getting up early weren't in vain."
Jingning spoke frankly about the past, and then she looked at Qingheng:
"Brother Emperor, I haven't seen you for many years. Jingning often thinks of you."
"Really?" Gu Qingheng raised his foot and said casually.
Jing Ning held Zhao Mingzhu's arm and complained, "Really, you don't know how annoying Third Brother is. He's like a nagging woman all day, cursing the heavens, the earth, our father, and you. I've gotten calluses from listening to him."
"Maybe if my royal brother finds someone to beat him up a few more times, he'll wake up."
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