Aunt Zhao was stunned and couldn't help but look at the woman in front of her carefully.
Yun Zishu didn't wear any fancy clothes today. She only wore a very light blue long skirt with wide sleeves. She looked beautiful, elegant, gentle and harmless, with a natural nobility between her eyebrows and eyes.
Even his smile reveals a bit of noble indifference from the bottom of his heart.
Aunt Zhao's heart sank slightly. Based on her years of looking at people, she could tell that the Crown Princess was not an easy woman to deal with.
"What are you looking at, mama?" Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Didn't the palace teach you not to look directly at the master's face?"
Aunt Zhao looked down quickly as if she had been burned by fire: "I know my mistake."
"I accept the Queen's kindness, please convey my gratitude." Yun Zishu's voice was calm, "Yesterday's wedding was really tiring, and in the evening someone poisoned the brazier, and I was a little frightened.
, I will definitely go and pay my respects to the Queen when I have free time another day."
Aunt Zhao thought about her words in her mind, but she reminded her dutifully: "The Crown Princess has already married His Highness the Crown Prince. According to the rules, she should be called Queen Mother."
Yun Zishu hummed: "I know."
Aunt Zhao was choked and had no reason to stay any longer, so she quickly left with the palace attendants.
Yun Zishu sent Aunt Shi out to see off the guests.
Walking outside the gate of the Crown Prince's Mansion, Aunt Shi said with a smile: "The Crown Princess is new here and is not very familiar with Dongyou's etiquette. The Crown Prince will gradually introduce some of it in the future."
Everyone who comes out of the palace is a human spirit, Aunt Shi is one, and Aunt Zhao is no exception.
Hearing what she said, Aunt Zhao sighed softly: "The Queen actually regrets her negligence last night. She should not have put the Crown Princess in danger, but the royal family's rules are strict after all. As a junior, the Crown Princess must not
Isn’t it time to hold a grudge against the Queen?”
"Yes, the Crown Princess should be more open-minded." Aunt Shi nodded, as if she agreed with her words, "After all, His Royal Highness is the only heir to the throne of Dongyou, and the Crown Princess will be the mother of a country in the future, so she should be treated with tolerance.
quantity."
Aunt Zhao's expression froze slightly, and then she smiled nonchalantly: "But it's understandable. The Crown Princess is still young after all, so we shouldn't be too harsh on her for the time being."
Aunt Shi's smile deepened: "I think so too."
The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and soon Aunt Zhao said goodbye and left.
Sitting in the carriage, the smile on Grandma Zhao's face disappeared little by little, she closed her eyes slightly, silently thinking about the implication of Grandma Shi's words.
The prince is the only heir to the throne of Dongyou, and the princess is the future mother of a country. If nothing unexpected happens, the prince will definitely have the final say in the future of Dongyou.
But the prince liked this princess the most and could not tolerate her being wronged in the slightest. For her, he could even ignore his own mother.
Although most of the emperor's favor does not last long, Mammy Zhao knew in her heart that the length of time when the master of the palace was in power was not important. What was important was that the period of time when she was in power was long enough for her to do whatever she wanted.
Besides...
Aunt Zhao thought of Aunt Yan and Aunt Li who had died in Dayong, and her heart slowly felt cold. The princess who came to Dayong for marriage was a bit evil. She was different from ordinary princesses. She was too confident.
It's enough, and I can't see any signs of caution.
Where her confidence comes from is very important.
"It seems that the queen has figured it out." Yun Zishu calmly watched Aunt Zhao leaving with the palace attendants, then turned to look at the dowries held in the hands of the maids, her eyebrows slightly raised, "I have been rewarded with so many beads.
Chaitou Mian, is this a temporary show of goodwill?"
"Don't pay attention to her." Si Cang held her shoulders and walked towards the inner courtyard. "Even if you take a step back temporarily, it won't affect her from making things difficult for you in the future."
Yun Zishu hummed: "I didn't intend to pay attention to her at first."
The queen's temporary concession was just a temporary measure. Yun Zishu knew that a woman who could easily abandon her own flesh and blood should not be expected to have any family affection or tenderness. She only had interests in her eyes.
The suffering that Sicang suffered for so many years was all due to her. Yun Zishu could be on the same page with her, but she could not make excuses with a woman who abandoned her own son.
"Your Highness." Si Cang turned to look at her, "Is there something that should be completed?"
Yun Zishu was silent for a moment: "Why are you still calling me Your Highness?"
"What should it be called?" Sicang's eyes were deep, hiding deep emotions, "Beloved concubine? Madam? Wife?"
Yun Zishu said calmly: "Call me your name."
Sicang's expression paused slightly, and his voice was low and sweet: "Shu'er?"
"It sounds pretty good." Yun Zishu raised her lips and smiled, her eyebrows showing a bright color, "As the crown prince of Dongyou, you should be taking care of everything and be diligent in government affairs. Why do you always keep thinking about tattoos?"
Si Cang raised his lips in a subtle way. He just wanted to know what words Zishu would write on his back.
Back at Qifeng Hall, Si Cang had ordered the maid to prepare the silver needles and pigments needed for the tattoo. Si Cang looked at Yun Zishu: "Do you need to take a bath first?"
Yun Zishu nodded slowly.
Si Cang put his arms around her slender waist, as if asking for her opinion: "Shu'er, will you take a shower with me?"
Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"We are already husband and wife. This request is not too much." Sicang pursed his lips, with a look of expectation in his eyes, looking innocent and cute, "Shu'er."
Yun Zishu had never seen such an "innocent" side of Sicang, and couldn't help but laugh: "Be careful to maintain the majesty of your highness, the Crown Prince."
Si Cang picked up her hand and kissed it: "Yes."
So the couple, who had just stood up and got dressed, began to undress and take a bath. After washing their bodies, Sicang walked out wearing only a robe.
Yun Zishu sat down on the couch. There were supplies for tattooing on the table beside her. Si Cang walked up to her, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then squatted down with his back to her.
"Sicang."
"Um."
"Why are you so obsessed with tattoos?"
Sicang's voice was calm and persistent: "I want to leave your mark on my body, a mark that will never fade throughout my life."
Yun Zishu was silent, looking at his thin and smooth back without saying a word. On the healthy and smooth skin, one could still clearly see traces of injuries when he was young, all of which were evidence of his narrow escape from death.
Yun Zishu leaned forward and slowly kissed his back. The soft and hot touch made Sicang freeze suddenly. He only felt a numbness running from his back to his limbs, causing waves of undetectable pain.
trembling.
"So sensitive?" Yun Zishu noticed his reaction and couldn't help laughing, "Sicang, your concentration has deteriorated."
Sicang said accusingly: "Shu'er teases me like this, how can I still have the strength to remain calm?"
"Is this my fault?" Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows, "I think back when I was training in the Shadow Pavilion, strong concentration was the most basic requirement for shadow guards."
"I didn't realize the seven emotions and six desires at that time." Sicang narrowed his eyes, "Now that I have deep feelings, how can I compare with before?"