A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

When Shen walked into his daughter's yard, he saw Jiuzhu under the tree, bending over to play in the snow, with white snow all over his head and body.

Seeing her coming in, Jiuzhu raised her head and grinned at her, and the snow on her head fell: "Mother."

"What are you doing while squatting outside in such a heavy snow?" She walked quickly to Jiuzhu and wiped the snow from her daughter's hair and body painfully: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Jiuzhu sniffed, "It's fun."

"These are cold and cold, what's there..." Shen didn't finish speaking, and suddenly swallowed back. She took out her handkerchief and wiped off her red fingertips: "What's the meaning of playing alone, mother to play with you? ."

She forgot that it almost never snows in Lingzhou in winter. The snow that Beijing people have long been bored with, but for Jiuzhu, it is a different scene.

"Vernal equinox, bring a thick cloak for the young lady." Shen bent down and squatted like Jiuzhu: "When my mother was a child, the snowman piled up was the best of all the sisters."

"Really?" Jiuzhu's eyes widened: "Mother, please make one for me."

"You wait." Shen took off the jade bracelet on his wrist and began to make a snowman for Jiuzhu.

From time to time, Jiuzhu shoveled snow and fetched rocks for Shen's. The snow was covered with footprints of her running around. Shen raised his head and looked at his daughter's jumping back, with a gentle smile between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Mother." Jiuzhu ran in front of Shen's, spreading out his red palms from the cold, and inside were a few dark stones: "I used this to make eyes for the snowman."

Eight small stones are covered with snow melted by body temperature.

"Okay." Shen took the stone and closed his eyes for the four snowmen.

"Mother." Jiuzhu squatted beside Shen's, holding his face in both hands, and asked curiously: "Is your brother more like you, or is he more like his father?"

"He looks like your grandfather." Shen thought for a while: "The character is like your father everywhere. When he returns to Beijing to see you, he must be very happy."

"My daughter heard from my father that your majesty has issued an order to let my brother return to Beijing." Jiuzhu took the handkerchief and wiped the snowflakes from Shen's shoulders: "I don't know if my brother is on the way back because of snow?"

"It's not that fast." Shen laughed: "You have to wait for the official sent by the DPRK to take over your brother's position before he can leave. Even if you count the days, even if your feet are faster, you still have to go after the New Year, so you don't need to replace it. He is worried."

Since Jiuzhu returned to Beijing, Ming Jiyuan has often sent back things and letters. The letters are full of concerns about Jiuzhu.

"I hope my brother can come back soon." Jiuzhu picked a plum blossom and placed it on the head of the snowman representing Ming Jiyuan.

Shen smiled, and plugged the hand warmer into her red hands: "This snow is still two days away. Now go for breakfast."

Jiuzhu noticed that there was snow in Shen's hair, and nodded quickly: "Okay."

"Where did you mother and daughter go?" Ming Jingzhou was sitting in the dining hall, and seeing his wife and daughter walking in covered in snow, he quickly asked the maid to take off their cloaks: "Go to the kitchen and get two bowls of **** soup. Let Madam and Miss drink it."

"Don't make a fuss." Shen's took Jiuzhu to sit down, and ordered his servants to prepare a meal: "It's just making a snowman with his daughter."

"Why don't you call me together?" Ming Jingzhou scooped two bowls of hot soup and put them in front of the two of them: "Warm your stomach first."

"It's rare that my husband will take a rest today. Wouldn't it be good to let you sleep a little longer?" Shen took a few sips of the soup, turned to Jiuzhu and said, "After using the food, go and get the winter clothes made by Xiu Niang the other day. Put it on."

"Okay." Jiuzhu immediately agreed, and it is more appropriate to wear new clothes to see His Royal Highness: "Mother, I want to go out later."

"The snow is so big, where are you going?" Shen looked at the snow that was getting bigger and bigger outside the window.

"Daughter wants to go to Chenwangfu." Jiuzhu was afraid that his parents would worry, and explained: "I will only go for a while."

After the maids brought the meal and the **** soup, Shen raised his hand to let the servants who were waiting to leave the dining room, and then said: "Jiuzhu, mother has never asked you, what do you think of Wang Chen."

"His Royal Highness is very good." Jiuzhu drank half a bowl of **** soup in one breath. The weird spiciness made her frown slightly: "Why would my mother ask?"

"I was just a little surprised, Jiuzhu would like King Chen so much." Shen raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of Jiuzhu's mouth with a handkerchief: "Before you got engaged to King Chen, you never met him. Where did you get to know him? he?"

Wiping her hand at the corner of her mouth, tender and warm, Jiuzhu lowered her head and looked at the bowl of **** soup: "Daughter... a long time ago, I met His Royal Highness Chen Wang."

Shen and Ming Jingzhou looked at their daughter in shock: "What did you say?"

Seeing the shocked appearance of her parents, Jiuzhu remembered what the noble concubine and Majesty Chen had said to her when they left.

"When someone is going to kill even you, a child, it means that you have unknowingly learned a secret that you don't even know."

"It's fate for my son to save you. For him, it's just a matter of effort. But if you don't want to be involved in the storm in the future, you can't mention it. There is no impenetrable wall in the world, only let the killer think you are Only when you die can you get complete peace. Many secrets will bring disaster if you tell them."

"As a child, to live well and grow up is to repay your kindness."

"If you have a chance to go to the capital in the future, you must remember that it is a place with no secrets. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, as long as you keep this sentence in mind."

"Eight years ago, my daughter went to Lingzhou City with her master to buy things, and saw the imperial concubine and the royal concubine giving money to the begging old people and children." Jiuzhu lowered her head and held the bowl, and whispered: "At that time, my daughter only thought of a noble concubine. The empress is as beautiful as the goddess descending to the earth, and His Royal Highness Chen is like a fairy boy in front of the Celestial constellation. Until that day, the imperial concubine empress called her daughter into the palace.

"Eight years ago..." Ming Jingzhou recalled that eight years ago, the saint went south and indeed stayed in Lingzhou for a few days, accompanied by Concubine Su Gui and her son.

If eight years ago, he had accompanied him to the south, how good would it be to meet Jiuzhu in Lingzhou city? Then he can pick up Jiuzhu and go home early and no longer suffer the pain of separation.

"It turns out that when Jiuzhu was so young, we liked good-looking people." Shen smiled softly: "When you go out, remember to bring your hand warmer on and don't freeze it."

"Thank you mother." Jiuzhu nodded happily: "I will take care of myself."

Shen looked at his daughter, his eyes almost dripping with tenderness.

"Madam." Back to the main courtyard, Ming Jingzhou poured hot tea for Shen's family: "The snow outside is so heavy, you can rest assured that our girls go out?"

"As long as she is happy, it's better than anything." Shen held a teacup, "I would rather she marry into the palace with the good expectation of Wang Chen than she would be disappointed early."

"Life is short, and one more day of happiness is a blessing."

"The madam is right." Ming Jingzhou said, "It's for the husband to listen to the wife."

The streets are covered with snow and there are few pedestrians, so when two carriages meet, they are particularly conspicuous.

Jiuzhu raised the carriage curtain to face Sun Caiyao, who also raised the curtain.

"Miss Sun." Jiuzhu was in a good mood, and when she saw someone she knew, she smiled sweetly at her.

"Ming, Miss Ming." At the first glance at Ming Jiuzhu, Sun Caiyao shook her hand holding the curtain slightly: "Where are you going to get such a big snow?"

"Go to Chen Wangfu to visit." Jiuzhu didn't hide her plan, "Where is Miss Sun going?"

"Go to the outskirts to offer incense."

Jiuzhu found that Sun Caiyao's cheeks were a little white, whether it was frozen or because of powder. But this icy and snowy person has to go to the suburbs to offer incense, which is too religious.

It seems that not only the empresses in the palace have a sincere heart for the gods in the sky, but also the daughters of the aristocratic families in the capital, they are not too much.

"The snowy road is slippery, Miss Sun, please pay attention to safety." Jiuzhu raised his hand and motioned to the groom to drive the cart aside and let Sun Caiyao go first.

"No, no." Sun Caiyao quickly said, as if he had been stimulated, "Miss Ming, please go first."

Now that she saw Ming Jiuzhu, she was shocked, and didn't dare to offend her.

Unexpectedly, Sun Caiyao had such a big reaction. Jiuzhu was stunned. Miss Sun Jia rushed to the suburbs to offer incense. What's the problem for her to go there first?

While she was stunned, the Sun family carriage had already evaded to one side.

"Miss Ming, please." The cold wind slapped Sun Caiyao's face with snowflakes, and she tried her best to squeeze a smile at Jiuzhu.

"Then... I'll go there first?" Jiuzhu faintly felt that this Miss Sun seemed a little afraid of her.

"Thank you Miss Sun." Putting down the curtain, Jiuzhu touched her face. Did she do anything excessive to Sun Caiyao to make the other party afraid of that?

Forget it, many people in the capital do things a little strangely. She is a normal person and can't care about them.

Watching Ming Jiuzhu's carriage go away, Sun Caiyao realized that her hand holding the curtain of the car had been frozen and unconscious.

"Sister grandson." Zheng Zhen wore a thick cloak and walked out of the shop next to him: "Ming Jiuzhu is backed by a noble concubine. Do you even want to avoid her sharpness?"

Sun Caiyao touched the hand warmer into her arms: "What does Miss Zheng mean?"

Zheng Zhen snorted, and said with a strange air: "Now in the capital, how many people dare to let her avoid her Ming Jiuzhu?"

Looking at Zheng Zhen who was so yin and yang, Sun Caiyao remembered the reprimand of Concubine Su in the Pingyuan Mansion not long ago.

It's no wonder that Zheng Zhen's words are so sour that there are really few people who can avoid the future Princess Chen on the street, and not everyone is as brainless as Pingyuan Houfu. As for Zheng Zhen's cousin, Qi Wang, what kind of thought she had, she could see clearly.

No woman would like a woman who has thoughts about her fiancé. No fool would be fooled by such a simple and rude provocation.

"Miss Zheng can really laugh." Sun Caiyao smiled: "Miss Ming originally let me go first, but I voluntarily let Miss Ming's carriage go first. What's the problem?"

"It's just someone respecting one foot, I'm still one foot." Sun Caiyao chuckled lightly, "Miss Zheng, don't you think?"

Zheng Zhen pondered for a moment: "Are you laughing at me?"

Sun Caiyao continued to smile: "Miss Zheng really thinks about it."

"I am the cousin of His Royal Highness King Qi, you dare to laugh at me?" Zheng Zhen said angrily: "You have the ability to laugh at me, and if you have the ability, don't avoid Ming Jiuzhu's carriage!"

Sun Caiyao slowly said: "Miss Ming is innocent and kind, beautiful and lovely, and amiable. I only hate that she is not a biological sister. I am very happy to let her go first. Why should I let her avoid it?"

See if this idiot is talking human words? Which person with a brain would go to offend Concubine Su and King Chen, who were so much loved by the emperor?

What's more, a cruel woman like Ming Jiuzhu must not provoke her if she has nothing to do.