The next morning is a day worth looking forward to for everyone.
Mrs. Zuo looked distressedly at Wan Qing, who had obviously lost weight in recent days and still showed no improvement despite taking a lot of supplements, and told her to be careful in everything.
The finest rouge and silk satin created a gorgeous and exquisite picture of a beautiful woman. But looking at the eaves flying sideways into the clouds, and the bright yellow color that caught her eye, Wan Qing finally sighed softly.
Having entered the palace so many times, I am afraid that this time she really observed it very carefully.
The towering city wall isolates the curious eyes of the world from outside. No one can easily know the joy and sorrow inside, even if they can't even guess.
Several times I met the queen, the concubine, and even Sun Yexue, who was favored just after entering the palace. What kind of thoughts were hidden under the thick makeup? How important is power to them.
In his previous life, he had hated this licentious and licentious court. The current Emperor of Chu was about to collapse, and the successor was a tyrant.
Whether he can reverse this situation... there are too many uncertainties.
Foreign states, civil strife, and even threats from invisible rivers and lakes.
Everyone wants to sit in that high position, but not everyone can sit firmly.
Wan Qing watched the sun rise little by little, rendering all the golden color even more dazzling. He opened the curtain and slowly stepped off the sedan.
The sudden wind blew Wan Qingyue's white sleeves, and the dark plum blossoms on them seemed to be blown away by the wind.
The palace doors slowly opened one after another, and the complicated and gorgeous lines receded from the side little by little.
No matter what, I'm afraid this smoke-free fight will continue.
If you want power, I can't afford it. But if you want my life, you still can't afford it.
Chu Lurong, who was drinking tea and smiling softly in the second-floor palace, saw Wan Qing walking slowly from a distance. He felt that there seemed to be some changes, but he couldn't explain clearly.
"Such a woman...is worthy of being on par with me." Chu Lurong put down the tea cup and drove out the beautiful women around him.
"I've met the eldest prince." After Chu Lurong arranged his clothes and walked back to the main hall, Wan Qing happened to arrive and bowed softly.
Chu Lurong nodded and walked out of the palace as he spoke, "Pingshen, is Princess Zuo feeling better?"
"Much better. Thank you, the eldest prince, for your concern." Wan Qing responded obediently, stood up and followed.
The courtyard where Chu Lurong Palace is located feels like spring all year round, and you can see different flowers blooming in the wind every day, which is not much compared to the Imperial Garden.
One of the somewhat dilapidated courtyards looked a little out of place, but since it was kept clean, it was not an exaggeration.
Chu Lurong randomly chose a stone bench to sit down on, and sent someone to fetch the chessboard, "Does Princess Zuo know how to do it?"
Seeing Wan Qing raise her head to look at him, her eyes seemed to be extra bright because of the sunlight, Chu Lurong secretly sighed at God's miraculous workmanship.
"I know a little bit. If I'm not good at it, I'm afraid I'll make the eldest prince laugh." Wan Qing smiled lowly, remembering the half-matched game with Su Ling that day. I'm afraid that Chu Lurong will not only be shocked, but also won't play with her in the future.
Let's play chess.
Chu Lurong thought Wan Qing was being modest, but after he played two games, the smile on his lips could not be hidden.
After every move, Wan Qing really thought about it seriously. Unfortunately, sometimes the moves were obviously useless. In the end, she was wondering whether to give in a few steps...
However, despite this, Wan Qing did not show panic on his face. Instead, he observed and studied more seriously. Chu Lurong had to put away the idea of giving in.
Because Wan Qing was thinking for a long time, Chu Lurong looked at Wan Qing's fingers in boredom.
Because they haven't fully grown yet, although the fingers are relatively long and can be considered slender visually, if you look closely, they are still somewhat fleshy and seem soft and easy to pinch.
Noticing Chu Lurong's inquiring gaze, Wan Qing tried to hide her hand, but was stopped by Chu Lurong's laughter.
"The eldest prince..." Wan Qing didn't know the reason for this confused smile, so she had to wait for Chu Lurong's next words.
"It's okay. This is the best medicine. Remember to take it back and apply it. Don't leave any scars." Chu Lurong took out a small box of plaster from his sleeve and handed it over. When Wan Qing reached out to take it,
I pinched it without leaving any trace. Sure enough, it felt almost as expected.
Wan Qing thanked her in a low voice and missed the flash of satisfaction on Chu Lurong's face.
"No more playing chess. It's boring. Why don't we enjoy the flowers? What kind of flowers does Princess Zuo like?" Chu Lurong turned his head, his narrow peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of pampering, but also seemed to contain nothing.
Wan Qing looked at the spring scenery in the garden and shook her head.
"Don't like flowers?" Chu Lurong watched silently as the hairpin in Wan Qing's hair flashed in the sunlight, lighting up her whole body. The mood that was originally irritable because of entering the imperial mausoleum suddenly changed.
I just feel better.
"I prefer bamboo." Wan Qing responded in a low voice, and then looked around at the scenery. It was too beautiful and felt unreal.
What she didn't expect was that the answer would be planted in Chu Lurong's heart. Behind the courtyard, there would be a bamboo forest, and this bamboo forest would happen to surround the pavilion.
It seems that everything is hidden in this bamboo forest.
Chu Lurong looked at Wan Qing. For some reason, the idea of imprisoning her quietly faded away. He shook his head in confusion and walked out of the pavilion quickly, leaving the palace servants to prepare tea.
It was rare that Chu Lurong and she didn't quarrel, and Wan Qing was happy and free. She really regretted quarreling with a teenage child after the quarrel.
Qiying's eyes almost popped out when he saw the two of them not quarreling for the first time, and the guests enjoying tea and cakes happily. And when he saw Chu Lurong pushing his eyebrows in front of Wan Qing, he could have stuffed one into his mouth.
egg.
"Thank you, the eldest prince." Wan Qing looked at the eyebrows, and then thought about the day when he was injured at home to recuperate, so the eldest prince sent this here. Could it be that the eldest prince likes the eyebrows?
Seeing Wan Qing just eating quietly and only eating one eyebrow cake, Chu Lurong raised his eyebrows, "Don't you like eating this eyebrow cake?"
Wan Qing held her chopsticks for a moment and looked at Chu Lurong in confusion, as if she didn't know why he asked such a question.
Seeing that Wan Qing didn't seem to particularly like her eyebrows, and that she ate a few more pieces of the mung bean cake next to her, Chu Lurong already had a problem with it in his mind and didn't ask any more questions.
And the relatively harmonious atmosphere between the two was eventually destroyed by the two people who came together.
"Royal brother, are there any distinguished guests today?" The gentle and soft voice made Wan Qing chuckle in her heart. What should come will eventually come. The eldest princess couldn't help it.
"Princess Zuo, will your hand injury feel better?" Chu Luchen moved his eyes to Wan Qing's hand, his smile not diminishing.
Wan Qing raised her head and saluted to the two of them. Seeing the two people standing with backlight and the slight sound made by Chu Lurong clenching his chopsticks, his smile gradually grew.