Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 157: 1 line of hope
The Long Princess House
The little princess has a light makeup, half-lying on the recliner, drawing attentively.
"Don't make trouble, Xiaoyun." The young princess of Zhenghuahua was blindfolded by one of his hands. The most frequent trouble with the young princess is the personal servant Xiaoyun, who stretched out his hand and pushed.
The little princess pushed, but the person still didn't move, and he pretended to be angry and said: "Oh, I guessed it was you. You are still making trouble. Be careful that I sue my mother and hit you on the board."
The little princess pushed her hand away from her, and saw that it was the mother eldest princess.
It turned out that it was the mother who came to play with him. The little princess was surprised, and then bowed his bun to salute the mother: "It turns out that it is the mother who is here!"
"You little fellow, you have so much etiquette to meet your mother." The eldest princess stretched her finger to the little princess's forehead.
"Mother, it hurts." The little princess said, rubbing his forehead with her mouth flat.
"You little guy, I didn't use my strength, it hurts." The princess pretended to be angry and said.
"Mother, I'm joking with you." The little princess came forward and took her arm and said.
Seeing the appearance of the little princess, the eldest princess couldn't help but smile, and sat on the little princess's side and looked at the little princess's paintings. The paintings showed a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, vivid, intimate and close around her neck.
Looking at the painting, the princess sighed: "You, still haven't let go of your mind."
Speaking, there was some loneliness in her expression. The little princess himself had repeatedly persuaded that she didn't want to have any thoughts. The eldest princess looked at the painting and seemed to see through the little princess's heart.
"Mother, no. I drew a picture of a mandarin duck. You always think about it. Since that day he left by boat, I will not think about him anymore. Why should you come to persuade me." The little princess refused to follow him. .
"You were born by me and raised with one hand. I don't know you yet?" The princess approached and gently stretched out her hand to caress the thin face of the little princess.
"Look at you, in the past few months, people have lost so much weight, and my mother feels hurt." The princess looked at the little princess and said in a daze.
"Mother, don't say it." The little princess heard what the princess said, feeling a little sad, and said quickly.
"My mother recently got another poem by that man." The princess took out a poem.
"Mother, show it to me." Listening to the words of the princess, the little princess' eyes became enlightened, and he stretched out his hand to take the paper on which the poem was written.
Holding the poem in his hand, the little princess read it from top to bottom.
When she read Canghaiyuemingzhu had tears, she choked up. It seemed that she was the shark who turned into drops of pearls while crying.
"Can this love become a remembrance? It's just that I was at a loss at the time."
"It was written by him for his green plum? It means never seeing you again?" The little princess asked when looking at his mother, there seemed to be hope in his eyes, and the poems were filled with sorrow and regret, as if they were telling for a long time. Missed, and sighed as a sad person in the future.
The eldest princess looked at the little princess: "I know what you are thinking, but the poem is not for his sweetheart, but for his sweetheart's aunt. It is said that this woman's aunt is mostly picky and doesn't want Pei Ziyun to make poems. Satire."
"Hmph, he is so good, why is he picky." The little princess stood up in the arms of the princess, with an uneven face when he heard the news.
"You said that you didn't forget, that you were stubborn, and you swindled." The princess said, her eyes were sad, and her daughter had met several times, but her love was deep. How should this be good?
"Mother, what happened afterwards? Tell me." The little princess reached out to push the princess to act like a baby.
"Later, his beloved aunt was promised, and she didn't pick up any more stings. She was also sad!" The princess sighed and said.
"This matter, the emperor has been speechless for a long time." The elder princess said, listening to the eldest princess, the little princess also laughed.
The little princess laughed for a while, suddenly reacted, and stared at his mother: "Mother, you are here to cheat me? Originally, you didn't allow me to let someone inquire about him. Why did you tell them today? To me? Do you want me to stop thinking?"
"You lose weight every day, thin on you, and hurt in your mother's heart." The princess gently held the little princess in her arms: "He has his sweetheart and his life. You never really go. Entering his world, no matter how much you miss, he won’t know."
"Mother, don't say it, I'm so sad what you said." The little princess leaned in the arms of the princess and cried, unable to stop the tears, either because he didn't sleep well for many days, or was overjoyed by the news Da Bei, she cried, and gradually fell asleep.
Looking at the little princess in her arms asleep, the eldest princess and the maid took the little princess to bed.
"These days, I have prepared food for the little princess to replenish blood and energy, and talk to the little princess, do you hear?" After leaving the small building, the princess's expression changed, and she yelled at the serving maid.
"Yes, Your Royal Highness." The maids all knelt on the ground, shivering, and responded loudly.
In the small building, the little princess opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and gently painted Pei Ziyun’s face with a paintbrush, with tears, accidentally, a drop of tears fell from the eyelashes, dripping on When he clicked on the scroll, he blurred the picture, and covered his face again, and started crying silently.
The eldest princess turned a corridor outside, took out a letter in her arms and handed it to the female officer beside her, and said: "Hand the poem to Uncle Zhong Qin, and let him read it. See what he thinks and what he thinks. ."
"Yes, your Royal Highness." The female officer took the poem and turned to the Bofu to deliver the letter.
"The eldest princess, why do you want to make things clear today, the little princess is already haggard, so sadness is not good for her body." said the old lady who followed the eldest princess.
The little princess was brought up by the grandmother. Before taking the world, he was a familiar neighbor, and he was very affectionate. At this time, seeing the little princess looked like it, and it was also sad.
Listening to the old mother’s words, the princess’ eyes flashed with helpless regret: “The long pain is not as good as the short pain. The crown prince’s reward is a good thing, but it may not be a good thing for Pei Ziyun. Everyone will be gone. Wait for that day, She listened to the news abruptly, it is better to reveal it now and let her die, otherwise I don’t know how she lives until that day."
"If Pei Ziyun does not die this time and waits for the crown prince to ascend the throne, he can still be sealed with this great merit, and maybe he can be with her at that time."
"Whether it is good or bad, it has to be revealed."
"Well, what about the royal affairs, sometimes you can see it through. It's not involuntary, don't say it." The princess sighed and moved forward.
"Yes, your Royal Highness, the old slave knows." The old mother responded.
Zhongqin Bo Mansion
"Can Bo Zhong Qin be here?" The female officer's bullock cart stopped at the gate of Bo Zhong Qin's mansion.
"Are you?" The inner door of the Bo Mansion opened, and when one person came out, he saluted the female officer.
"I am the female officer in the Royal Princess's mansion, and the eldest princess ordered me to deliver the letter to your mansion." The female officer stepped forward and showed her face in front of the Bo's mansion with her waist tag, and then handed the letter to him. I checked my waistband, took the letter, and sent it in again.
When the Bo Palace entered, there was a faint sound of Sheng Xiao Qin Se. This person seemed to know the location of Uncle Zhong Qin. He ran directly to the garden, turned a few corridors, and looked from a distance, and saw a water pavilion built in the garden. , The white marble stone bridge twists and turns, and there are stone tables and bamboo chairs under the weeping willows.
"Uncle, just now a female officer in the Princess's residence sent a letter." This person stepped forward and handed the letter.
Originally, he was feeding the goldfish Zhong Qinbo in the pond. He raised his eyebrows, and his expression was a little curious: "What kind of letter does the princess send?"
Uncle Zhong Qin took the letter and took a look at it.
"Jinse endless fifty strings, one string and one column thinking about the years."
The entry is a poem. Read it below. Uncle Zhong Qin, who originally raised his eyebrows, seems to be savoring. After reading the letter, it says that Suyue Sect Master is embarrassed by Pei Ziyun. Pei Ziyun wrote this poem in a few steps. About this matter, Uncle Zhong Qin sighed after reading: "One string and one column are thinking about years, but I don't miss the past, but I'm sorry Su Yue."
This is inexplicable and confusing.
"Master? Did the eldest princess write something important in the letter? What do you look like?" Seeing his uncle look like this, the housekeeper stepped forward and asked.
"It's nothing, it's just that the eldest princess sent a poem over, reading a little sentimental." Uncle Zhong Qin said as he listened to the person next to him.
"Uncle, who did the poems do? Just listen to a few words, it is really exquisite, uncle doesn't comment?" The steward beside him slapped his ass.
"It's not necessary." Uncle Zhong Qin said like this, his tone was flat, but the housekeeper heard it inexplicably. Uncle Suri's favorite poem, the most famous poem by Pei Ziyun recently, there are many collections, this time I look at this Is the psalms like this?
The butler followed, a little worried, but didn't dare to ask more.
"Wang Lu was furious and sent a special envoy to lead the soldiers to travel. This is already a mortal person. There is no need to comment. The eldest princess handed over this matter. What else does he want to do?" Uncle Zhong Qin thought to himself.
"Don't you just tease me?"
"Wait, does the eldest princess still have a glimmer of hope? Think Pei Ziyun can persist until the crown prince becomes the throne under the strangulation of King Lu?"
Uncle Zhongqin flashed a flash of inspiration, if he realized something, he couldn’t help laughing. He was an uncle who had participated in the founding of the country. He knew more about wars and military affairs, so he naturally understood that, in this case, King Lu was angry and killed No one will stop Pei Ziyun--the emperor won't, the prince won't, the eldest princess won't, and others won't, even if Pei Ziyun's poem is famous all over the world!
Pei Ziyun’s only hope is to struggle to survive until the crown prince reaches the top~IndoMTL.com~ At that time, the prince will give a grand reward, and then he will be barely qualified to marry the small princess-strange?
No, this is politics.
"The eldest princess is always a woman, and there is still a glimmer of hope, and she feels relented to her daughter."
"However, if Pei Ziyun really survives, what if I give a recommendation? I can still like the princess, the prince, Liangdi, and even the emperor's grandson."
"Then, now, you will struggle to survive!"
Uncle Zhong Qin thought about reaching out his hand and threw the letter into the pond. The goldfish in the pond thought they were delicious, and they all swarmed around the letter. The letter was pecked and fluttered by some goldfish. , Gradually sinking.
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