"Ming Xiaozhu, what's wrong with your eyes looking at me, do you think I'm drunk?"

"Your Highness is elegant now, and Shen Qingzhi is wise. How could he be drunk?" Jiuzhu denied it and gently scratched his palm with her fingers.

"Okay." King Chen looked down at the hands holding each other, followed Jiuzhu obediently, and just muttered occasionally, and was worried about not being able to bask in the moon.

"Sister in the Spring Equinox." Jiuzhu whispered a few times in her ear: "I'm sorry, sister."

The Spring Equinox laughed: "Please rest assured, Princess, I will definitely do this." After that, King Chaochen and Jiuzhu were blessed and walked away quickly.

"Your Highness, let's go back on a chariot?"

"Don't sit on the chariot." King Chen shook his head slowly, his slightly red cheeks with a bit of the stubbornness that a young man had unique.

"Okay, we won't sit." Jiuzhu did not let go of King Chen's hand, and the palace maid and eunuch who was carrying the lantern walked silently beside the two of them, lowering their heads and daring not to speak.

"Ming Xiaozhu." His fingers were tightly clasped with her fingers, infinitely lingering: "I'm very happy."

"Um?"

King Chen laughed, a little...satisfied and stupid: "I'm very happy to get married with you."

"That day, you looked very good with a hairpin." There was a little more smugness in his smile: "I'm also very cute when I tell Zheng Wangnan."

"It turns out that Your Highness was in the store at that time." Jiuzhu recalled the first time he went shopping with Liu Ge on the streets of Beijing and picked jewelry. The prince of the Zheng family said something vulgar and said something like "whole hairpin".

"I remember that day His Highness was wearing a purple robe." Jiuzhu smiled: "The appearance of His Highness made everything dim."

He rode a white horse and became the most beautiful scenery on the street.

But at that time, she didn't know that this handsome young man was the benefactor she had been looking for for a long time.

"So, in your eyes, I'm the best?"

Jiuzhu nodded: "Your Highness is the best and the best."

A big, happy smile appeared on King Chen's face.

"Come up." King Chen suddenly bent down: "I will carry you."

"Your Highness..." Jiuzhu did not move.

"You're still suspicious that I'm drunk?"

Dear Your Highness, you are really drunk.

Jiuzhu lay on King Chen's back: "I'm just worried about being tired of you."

"You are only a few taels, how can you tired me?" King Chen was drunk, but his hand was tightly held Jiuzhu.

Jiuzhu even felt that even if His Highness fell, she would protect her with her body.

"I regret it very much." The wind blew the King Chen's robe, and his voice became ethereal.

"I shouldn't have let you leave alone when I first met." The dark night and fine wine are easy for people to say things hidden in their hearts.

"I should carry you back to the capital like now. Wear the most beautiful clothes and the best jewelry." A full of heartache almost overflowed: "As long as there is my place, no one dares to give you any grievance."

Jiuzhu lay her head on his shoulders and listened quietly to him describing all the beautiful ideas.

“The cold cakes in Dongcheng are the best, and the noodles in Xicheng are the best…”

She smiled with her lips raised, closed her eyes and listened to his voice, and listened to the wind.

A moon hung at the entrance of the Qilin Palace.

King Chen stood at the door with Jiuzhu on his back, looking up at the full moon on the eaves of the door: "What is that?"

"That's the moon I gave to His Highness." Jiuzhu came down from his back and pulled him down on the steps under the eaves of the door: "Your Highness wants to bask in the moon, I'll accompany you."

The full moon shook gently, and their shadows intertwined and became a round ball.

"No, don't have the moon." The drunk King Chen leaned his head on Jiuzhu's shoulder.

"What does Your Highness want?" Jiuzhu tilted her shoulders slightly, making him feel more comfortable.

"I want……"

"You are basking in the moon with me."

The moon shook squeaking, and King Chen slowly fell asleep against Jiuzhu. Jiuzhu looked at his quiet sleeping face and chuckled.

"OK."

It was already dark, and when Xiangzi arrived at Qilin Palace, King Chen had already fallen asleep.

"Aunt Xiangjuan." Jiuzhu walked out of the room with thick black hair disguised: "It's so late, thank you for your hard work."

"When the Empress heard that several princes had drunk wine, she asked me to come and take a look."

Your Highness rarely gets drunk. In the past, when you drink wine, the Empress would always send people around you to watch. Today she came to Qilin Palace and suddenly remembered that if Your Highness drinks again in the future, the Empress would not have to worry.

Your Highness is already the princess, and the princess will take care of him.

"Your Highness has already fallen asleep." Jiuzhu smiled and lowered her voice: "Your Highness looks very well-behaved after being drunk."

good?

What is the misunderstanding of Your Highness?

Even if she is the Empress's personal palace maid, she cannot praise His Highness Chen against her conscience, but Princess Chen did it.

"If you have the princess take care of your highness, I will feel at ease." Xiangjuan saw that Jiuzhu had taken off her makeup and stood up to say goodbye: "Don't disturb your princess and the princess' rest, I will leave."

"It's late at night, aunt, be careful." Jiuzhu picked up the lantern, sent the silk silk to the palace gate, and asked two eunuchs to accompany her.

Xiangjuan felt very comfortable. She was a palace maid, so where could she be sent to the door by the princess herself?

She has been in the palace for many years, and can tell whether people are sincere or acting.

The princess was really worried that she would be unsafe on the way to Mingyue Palace.

"Princess, the lamp at the door is really like the moon." She raised her head and noticed the full moon lamp under the eaves of the door: "I was banned in the hidden residence back then, and His Highness was only six or seven years old. The house was stuffy and hot at summer nights. In order to make Your Highness cool in the yard, the Empress said that as long as she bathed in the moon more, Moon Mother would bless him."

"Look at me, I'll talk about these things that have happened in the past ten years." Xiangjuan smiled apologetically: "The princess is going back and rest, I will leave."

"Auntie walk slowly." Jiuzhu handed the lantern in her hand to Xiangjuan: "It's hard to walk on the road, so my aunt brings the lanterns."

Xiang Juan did not refuse, carried the lamp and took two eunuchs who had arranged to send her away.

"Come." Jiuzhu looked up at the full moon lantern: "Take the lantern off and hang it outside my bedroom and His Highness."

Let Moon Moon always bless His Highness.

Outside Jingzhao Mansion, Du Qingke slowly walked out of the gate.

He was still wearing clothes that he had been taken to Jingzhao Mansion on the day he was brought into Jingzhao Mansion, and his brocade robe was wrinkled and there was a bad smell.

Fortunately, it's night, and no one can see his embarrassment.

"Master." When the Du family servants who were waiting outside saw him coming out, they quickly picked him up and got into the car.

Du Qingke, who had been in a carriage for a long time, looked gloomy.

All the idiots of those aristocratic families have been found out now.

If he had known that these people were so stupid, he would not have been so close to them for the things in the idiot family.

Fortunately, he already has these idiot connections, and they are useless.

Thinking of the sins he suffered in prison these days, he took off his dirty outer robe: "King An, King Chen!"

Especially King Chen, his terror seemed to have a clairvoyance, ruining the provocation strategies of several aristocratic families.

If he hadn't never trusted those idiots and hadn't participated in what they did, he would probably have been unable to leave the gate of Jingzhao Mansion.

Even though the person succeeded, he had to pay a penalty of 100 taels of silver. The prefect of Jingzhao did not leave any kindness to the head of the aristocratic family.

"Who is sitting in the carriage? Jinwu Guard patrols at night, please cooperate with us to check it out."

Jinwuwei?

Du Qingke lifted the curtain of the carriage: "It's me."

He recognized at a glance that the other party was the Jinwu Guard who took them to Jingzhao Prefecture that day.

Who is it?

Yu Jian heard the other party's tone full of confidence, as if he was sure that they could know him.

But……

Who is this middle-aged man with a unkempt and dirty face, wrinkled clothes and dusty uppers?

"Are you?" Yu Jian stared at the messy beard on the other party's chin for a moment, and bowed: "Please hand over your identity character."

"Du Qingke is here." Du Qingke handed over the identity talisman.

"Oh." Yu Jian went long and nodded repeatedly: "I just said, why do you look familiar?"

The Du family head, who was elegant and elegant a few days ago, was so impatient for a few days in prison?

From this we can see that no matter how elegant the demeanor is, it cannot be separated from the service of the people around us.

"Master Du, please." Yu Jian returned the identity talisman to Du Qingke and rode a horse to the side.
To be continued...