A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

The carriage that Jiuzhu was riding in was parked next to the horse-stopping stone in Wang's Chen Mansion.

"The front is the Royal Palace of Chen, where do the nobles come from?" The guards of the Royal Palace of Chen stopped in front of the carriage: "If you want to enter the Palace, please give your waist card to the next, and the next generation will pass it on."

Jiuzhu didn't expect that there would be so many rules when going to the palace. She hugged the small box in her arms and opened the curtain to look at the talking guard: "The little girl is the daughter of Ming servant. If you have something to see, please visit your Highness.

The guard looked at the woman in the carriage, only to see a pair of spring-like beautiful eyes, which was very moving. He didn't dare to look more, and lowered his head in a panic: "Please wait for a while, humble and report."

"Work." Jiuzhu picked up the wooden box with one hand, opened the curtain and walked out of the carriage.

"Miss." The spring equinox opened the umbrella to cover the falling snow for Jiuzhu: "The snow is heavy outside, you can wait in the carriage."

"It's okay, I will come down and take a look." Jiuzhu took the umbrella from the equinox: "Sister Vernal Equinox, you give yourself an umbrella."

"I know that my lady loves people." The Equinox and the other people held up their umbrellas, and whispered: "For such a heavy snow, we should first send people to the palace and come back."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I just just walk around." Jiuzhu looked at the Chen Wang Mansion curiously. The Wang Mansion is very beautiful, and even the stone is taller than others.

"His Royal Highness." Fugui whispered to the quilt on the bed, "it's already two quarters."

"Get out!" A soft pillow flew out of the bed and fell to the ground.

Fu Gui went out in a hurry.

"Father-in-law." Seeing Fugui coming out of the prince's bedroom, the palace steward ran to him and whispered: "The concierge is here to report. Miss Mingjia is visiting."

"Miss Mingjia?" Fugui was puzzled: "Can you send the greeting card in advance?"

Manager shook his head.

"This..." Fugui looked back at the bedroom, feeling a little embarrassed. Your Royal Highness is so angry that he gets up early these days and goes to the Ministry of Rites. Today, he has finally taken a break and rushes to the snow again. How dare he go and wake up this little ancestor?

Thinking of the painting that the prince gave to Miss Ming Jia, he cherishes so much, and even reluctant to let him take a look at it, Fu Gui gritted his teeth and turned around again into the house.

"His Royal Highness..."

"Why did you come in again?" Wang Chen sat up from the bed: "Go out, whoever dares to come in before noon, this king will let him get out of the palace."

"The prince." Fugui laughed and said with a smile: "If it is a slave who wants to disturb you to rest, I really have something important to report."

"What's the matter?" Wang Chen slipped into the warm bed, unwilling to move.

"Miss Ming is visiting, I wonder if your Royal Highness wants to see you?"

"Who are you talking about?" Wang Chen sat up abruptly, and Fu Gui hurriedly waited for him to dress.

"Ming Shi Lang's daughter."

"Where is she now?" Wang Chen put on his robe and reached into his moccasin boots.

"Still at the dismounting stone..."

"All of them are pigs, don't use their brains?!" Chen Wang took the water and rinsed his mouth hurriedly, wiped his face with a towel at random, took the cloak closest to him, and strode out: "It's so big. The blizzard, let the little girl wait at the stone?!"

"His Royal Highness, you haven't tied your hair yet..."

Fugui ran after him, and cursed at the servant waiting outside: "Hurry up and catch up with the hand warmer."

"Miss, the snow is getting bigger and bigger." The vernal equinox whispered: "You go to the car and wait."

Jiuzhu shook her head, and in a blink of an eye she saw a person walking out of the main entrance of the Chen Palace, and she recognized that it was Wang Chen at a glance.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu trot to the front of King Chen holding the umbrella, and saw that he was still green and twisted by the cold wind. He was dumbfounded: "His Royal Highness does not tie his hair, it is also beautiful."

Hearing this insincere compliment, Wang Chen didn't get angry. Who is he doing this for? !

Just as he was about to speak, another gust of wind came, and his hair hulled and hit his face.

Jiuzhu couldn't help laughing. Seeing Wang Chen staring at him, he blinked his slick eyes and asked in a low voice, "Should... the courtier help you tie it?"

Seeing that King Chen had no objection, Jiuzhu stuffed the wooden box and umbrella in his hand into King Chen's hand, took a ribbon from his purse, and walked behind him: "Your Highness, don't move."

"His Royal Highness..." Fugui led his servants to the door, glanced at the door, and turned to the servants: "All are waiting at the door, don't disturb your Royal Highness."

"Father, the snow is so big..."

"It doesn't matter if the snow is big." Fugui was incomprehensible: "It's okay to have a warm heart."

"His Royal Highness's hair is so smooth." Jiuzhu stood on her toes, and gently tucked all of Chen Wang's loose hair behind her back with her fingers, tied with a ribbon, and tied a bow intimately.

If there is a seemingly itchiness behind, Wang Chen moved his shoulders a little uncomfortably, "Are you okay?"

"Alright." Jiuzhu walked to Wang Chen and curtseyed to him: "I came here today, and please forgive your Highness."

The big flamingo cloak was worn on her body, making her face more delicate, innocent and innocent, warm and bright.

King Chen stretched out his hand and touched the white rabbit hairpin in her hair: "It's so heavy snow, it's rare that you remember to visit me, this king won't care about you. Let's go and follow me in."

Moving the umbrella in the direction of Jiuzhu, Wang Chen shook the wooden box in his hand, making a clicking sound: "What's inside?"

"His Royal Highness, you can't shake it." Jiuzhu jumped up and took the wooden box into his arms. Chaochen Wang smiled mysteriously: "You'll know later."

Wang Chen raised his eyebrows. What novelty can the child bring out?

After half an hour, Wang Chen looked at the little snowman in various styles in front of him, and fell silent.

"Push the snow into the pottery mold, press, knock, and the little duck will come out." Jiuzhu placed the little duck in front of King Chen: "His Royal Highness, look!"

"Ming Xiaozhu, how old are you?" Wang Chen stretched out his finger and poked the duckling, accidentally poking a hole in the duck's belly. He glanced at the Jiuzhu squatting on the ground in the snow, bending over to pick it up by his feet. A little snow filled the hole in the duck's belly.

"His Royal Highness, you just asked about the age of the courtiers not long ago." Jiuzhu handed the pottery model with snow to King Chen: "Your Highness, try it."

What's so funny about this gadget, only a six-year-old girl like Ming Jiuzhu can be so naive.

He patted the pottery model on the snow, and a dog with a docked tail was lying on the snow.

"His Royal Highness, before shooting, press the snow on the tail, otherwise the tail will break."

"Of course this king knows." Chen Wang grabbed a few handfuls of snow and stuffed it into the pottery mold, slapped and pressed a few times, and successfully deducted a puppy on the snowy ground and lifted his chin proudly. Can you hold him?

"His Royal Highness is amazing." Jiuzhu stuffed him another pony pottery model: "Try this."

What is the difference between a dog and a horse?

When I looked up and saw Jiuzhu looking at him eagerly, Wang Chen sighed helplessly in his heart, nothing more, it was just to make the child happy.

The steward walked into the yard and saw a long row of little snowmen in the yard. His Royal Highness and Miss Ming Jia squatted on the ground. They didn't know what they were playing, and they laughed happily. He walked to Fugui and whispered: “The Prince of Qi’s mansion sent a basket of fresh bamboo shoots, said to be from the Villa of the Prince of Qi, sent to let the prince have a taste.”

"I see." Fugui nodded, "I will report the matter to His Highness when I return."

"Ouch." Jiuzhu squatted on the ground and suddenly cried out in pain.

"What's the matter?" Wang Chen dropped the pottery model in his hand, walked to Jiuzhu's side, and looked down at her.

"Foots and feet are numb." Jiuzhu looked up at Wang Chen pitifully: "His Royal Highness, give me a hand."

Wang Chen sighed helplessly again. Although he hadn't started being a father yet, he seemed to have begun to experience the troubles of being a father. Bend down and handed it to Jiuzhu: "Give me your hand."

"Thank you, your lord." Jiuzhu smiled at him, and put his hand in his palm.

"You are really..." Wang Chen pulled up Jiuzhu and turned to fetch the hand warmer on the table. As soon as I took a step, I felt a heavy heart, and fell to the ground with a puff. That handsome face smashed two puppies pressed out of snow to pieces.

Jiuzhu looked down at the cloak he had stepped on, and silently... silently retracted her feet, resisting the pain and numbness on her calves, and cautiously squatted beside the five-body Chen Wang: "His Royal Highness, are you okay?"

Wang Chen sat up, glanced at the edge of the big cloak, with the footprints of snow grains, and silently wiped the snow off his face.

Jiuzhu quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the snow off Wang Chen's face: "His Royal Highness, the minister did not mean it, you... don't be angry."

"Is this king said to be angry?" Chen Wang took the veil in Jiuzhu's hand and wiped his face indiscriminately: "Are your legs still numb?"

Jiuzhu nodded slightly, and looked at Wang Chen's face from time to time, like a guilty puppy who only did bad things and didn't want to be punished.

In the next moment, she was beaten by Wang Chen and carried on her shoulders, in the posture of carrying the sacks.

Carrying the person into the room with a heater, the king Chen put Jiuzhu on the soft couch, picked up Jinbei and roughly covered Jiuzhu's body: "Sit well and don't move, let the maid squeeze your legs. My king. There are no women’s clothes here. Take off your cloak and shoes and socks and let the servants dry them for you."

"Where is the palace down?" Jiuzhu asked.

"I'm going to change clothes." He didn't leave the house, would he stay here to watch the little girl take off her shoes and socks?

After leaving the house, Wang Chen untied his loose hair, stuffed the flamboyant brocade into the sleeve cage, and said to the maid guarding outside the door: "Take care of Miss Ming, don't be negligent."

"His Royal Highness." Fugui stepped forward and shook off the clean cloak in his hand, replacing the cloak covered with snow particles on Wang Chen's body: "Prince Qi's mansion sent a basket of tender bamboo shoots."

"I see." Wang Chen nodded, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon."

"Send someone to Ming Shi Lang's mansion to say something, saying that this Wang Liuming girl is eating in the mansion, and she will personally send the people back in the afternoon." Chen Wang thought for a while: "Don't go empty-handed. Preserve the fresh vegetables from the hot spring villa. The last basket, lest people think that our palace is stingy."

"The slave takes the order." Fugui took the order: "Please rest assured, your majesty, the slave will take care of this personally."

In the Ming Shi Lang Mansion, the Shen family heard the report from his servants: "Wang Chen really went out to meet him personally?"

"Yes, the prince Chen didn't wear his crown when he went out, and he walked in a hurry. He didn't get angry because the young lady came to visit."

"Okay, you go down." Shen took a handful of money and gave it to his servant: "It's cold. Use these money to buy new clothes for the child."

"Thank you, Madam." The servant withdrew the money and withdrew with a smile.

"Madam deliberately didn't tell Jiuzhu. There are many rules when visiting the palace. Why is this?" Ming Jingzhou sighed: "The King Chen is a little better than you and I imagined."

"Whether he is true or false, at least he has not lived up to Jiuzhu's sincere heart." Shen smiled bitterly: "Since Jiuzhu became engaged to King Chen, I am worried that King Chen's domineering character will deceive her and insult her. After today, I finally can. Don't worry, he is willing to greet him, at least he has some affection for Jiuzhu."

"It's also strange to say that if other princes do this, I will only think that they are thoughtful. Chen Wang did it, but let me take a high look." Shen Shi laughed at himself: "It is obvious that I am a faultless person. A layman who is tolerant to the bad guys."

"It's not a secular lady, but a person who doesn't live a life on weekdays. It is precious to do something." Ming Jingzhou smiled: "Everyone in the world is like this, maybe...this will also become King Chen's advantage in the future."

Shen suddenly nodded after a while: "The husband is right."

"Master, ma'am." The steward entered the door and saluted, "Fugui, the chief eunuch, the court attendant of the Royal Palace, please see you."

"Please."

The Shen family exchanged glances with Ming Jingzhou, the chief **** of the Chen Palace, why did he come to their house?

When they met Fugui and heard his intentions, the couple instantly understood that it was a fake to send vegetables, and that it was true to leave their daughters to eat in the palace.

After Fugui left, Shen said in silence for a long time: "Man, there are not many good things."

Ming Jingzhou: "..."

How can the whole thing be implicated in a disagreement?

"Madam is right, I think so too, some men are really not good things!"

"Aren't you also a man?"

"For you, I am willing to be a traitor among men."

"Women, it's really troublesome." Wang Chen changed his clothes, picked up the brocade on the table, hesitated for a moment, and put it in a box with a hair crown.

"Your Majesty, the slave is an eunuch, but she doesn't understand women." The servant **** helped Wang Chen to comb his hair, and said boldly, "The slave feels that Miss Ming stands with you and is a perfect match."

"I'm afraid that she will cry if you say serious things, and I'm afraid that she will be unhappy. Even if you don't accompany her, you have to worry that she will be depressed." Chen Wang sighed: "This king did not expect that he would have to go to live so old. Coax the little girl."

"His Royal Highness is the emperor's noble family, and his status is precious. Even if you don't coax, those women don't dare to have any dissatisfaction." The attendant said: "In this way, Your Highness doesn't have to bother so much."

"You know what a fart!" Chen Wang glared at the close attendant, and even said swearing: "She is a stubborn little girl. She is not pitiful when she cries? She is dejected and dejected? She is not pitiful? Wang, a big man, can do that kind of thing?"

The close attendant rushed to complain: "Please forgive your highness, the slave is dull, not only does not understand women, but also cannot speak."

He understood, anyway, in the eyes of His Royal Highness, as long as Miss Ming didn't make her happy, then Miss Ming was pitiful.

"Forget it, what's the use of this king telling you." Wang Chen walked out of the house and walked to the guest courtyard.

"His Royal Highness." Seeing Wang Chen standing at the door, the maid walked to him and whispered, "Ms. Ming is asleep."

Across the door, Wang Chen glanced at the soft couch, wrapped himself into a tuft of beads, and did not enter the room: "When Miss Ming wakes up, send someone to tell this king."

"Yes." Seeing that Wang Chen was about to leave, the maid stopped him immediately: "His Royal Highness, please wait."

She returned to the table and picked up a small purse: "Ms. Ming asked her servant to give it to you before she fell asleep."

Wang Chen opened his purse, which contained a few mint candies.

On a snowy day, which one would eat mints...

Walking to the corridor with the purse, he stopped, opened the purse and took a small piece into his mouth. The sweet scent of mint fills lips and teeth instantly.

When Jiuzhu woke up, half an hour later, she put on warm-baked shoes and socks, and sat in front of the bronze mirror to dress up: "Trouble some sisters."

"Girls are polite." One of the maids said: "Please sit down for a while, your Royal Highness will come over soon."

Jiuzhu smiled embarrassedly.

"Wake up?" Wang Chen walked into the room. It was rare that he wore a large fox fur cloak today, with a jade crown and tied hair, just like a good son in the world.

Jiuzhu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Very good-looking?" Wang Chen walked up to her, took a pearl hairpin on the table and played with it.

"Good-looking." Jiuzhu blushed and nodded.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiuzhu continued nodding.

"I don't think you should be called Jiuzhu, you should be called Xiaozhu." Wang Chen handed the pearl hairpin to the maid.

Jiuzhu looked up at him.

"It is blessed to be able to eat and sleep, don't you?" Chen Wang coughed dryly, "Let's go, I'll take you to lunch."

Jiuzhu hurriedly picked up the skirt to follow. She heard from the sixth brother Fu that there are many cooks in the Royal Palace of Chen, and the food must be delicious.

At the dining table, Wang Chen saw Jiuzhu eating with relish, and asked curiously: "It's delicious?"

"It's delicious." Jiuzhu nodded: "His Royal Highness's meal is as delicious as rumored."

"Oh?" Wang Chen asked curiously: "How do you spread it outside?"

"They said that there are many cooks in your Royal Highness's mansion."

Wang Chen gave a vague laugh.

"I thought at that time, your Royal Highness's must be delicious." Jiuzhu put down the table and chopsticks: "After eating today, I found that it was exactly what I imagined."

"When people say that there are many cooks in my house, you want to eat?" Wang Chen was shocked by Jiuzhu's focus: "Did you expect something else?"

When a normal person hears this, shouldn't the first thought be that he feels extravagant and eager to enjoy?

"Aren't the cooks just cooking?" Seeing that Wang Chen's expression was a little wrong, Jiuzhu thought she was making a joke, and asked in a low voice, "Are these cooks on the surface a chef, but in fact they are masters of martial arts, silently guarding the safety of the palace?"

"Little girls, don't look at the messy textbooks outside, it will affect your brain." Chen Wang saw that Jiuzhu likes boneless goose paws, and put two into her bowl.

He wasn't very smart at first, and if he looked at the messy textbook, he would really become a little fool.

"My mind is good. The masters say that I am naturally smart and learn things very fast." Jiuzhu was already full, but seeing the two extra goose paws in the bowl, she still raised her chopsticks happily.

Wang Chen sighed again that Ming Jiuzhu's master could really open his eyes and talk nonsense.

He ordered the servants to bring Hawthorn Digestive Tea. After Jiuzhu finished eating goose palms, King Chen told Jiuzhu to drink a few sips: "Now that I have eaten and drink enough, you can tell me why you have to brave such a heavy snow. Find me?"

"There is no reason." Jiuzhu held the tea cup and said with a smile: "I woke up in the morning and opened the window and found that there was a lot of snow outside. I was very happy. I wanted to play with His Royal Highness. This is my first time. Seeing such a heavy snow."

Yun Duqing did not expect that she would get such a simple answer. She was just innocent, sharing with him the joy of the first snowfall in her life.

The girl's smile was immature and innocent, and her eyes were filled with unreserved trust in him.

"Ming Jiuzhu."

"Huh?" Jiuzhu looked at him ignorantly with her watery eyes open.

"Nothing, I will accompany you to play in the snow." Yun Duqing stood up: "Before dark, I will send you back."

"Okay, okay." As a poor girl who grew up in the south and had never seen heavy snow, Jiuzhu was very interested in playing with snow. He threw the tea cup on the spot, got up and walked outside.

The two made an ugly snowman together, Jiuzhu got up and stretched out his arms and legs: "His Royal Highness, I forgot to ask last time, do you like the koi and lotus I painted?"

Hearing Jiuzhu mentioned the painting, Chen Wang almost broke the snowman’s nose. He looked at Jiuzhu’s top of hair, and the fluffy rabbit hairpin was skewed in the cold wind: "Also... not bad, the brush strokes are vivid and interesting, very interesting. vitality."

"His Royal Highness likes it." Jiuzhu said happily: "When I go back today, I will draw a picture of the snow scene for His Highness."

Chen Wang: "..."

There is no need to waste paper and ink in this way.

"OK?"

Wang Chen nodded: "Okay."

It's really troublesome to coax the little girl.

Coming out of the official office of the Ministry of Households, it was already covered with snow and snow outside. King Qi turned on his horse, took the cloak from the attendant, and drove the horse back to the mansion.

There was no need to go to the household department for such a heavy snow, but he acted rigorously and never allowed himself to slack in business matters.

Halfway, he saw a girl wearing a big flamingo cloak, holding the roasted sweet potatoes, standing in the snow with her toes, and handing the sweet potatoes to the man on horseback.

He stopped his horse and watched this scene quietly.

"His Royal Highness, it looks like Wang Chen is in front of you?" Changsui whispered: "Why is he here?"

Wang Chen was lazy by nature and enjoyable. It was surprising that he was willing to go out in such a snowy day.

King Qi watched Chen Wang hurriedly took a bite of the sweet potatoes and drove the girl back to the carriage. He reached out his hand as if he wanted to throw the sweet potatoes away. After looking at the carriage, he ate all the sweet potatoes with a look of disgust for some reason.

After wiping the corners of his mouth, Wang Chen seemed to have discovered Wang Qi on horseback lazily, "Four brothers."

"Fifth brother." Wang Qi patted his horse, came to Wang Chen, looked at the black sweet potato skin in his hand, smiled and said, "Fifth brother is in good spirits."

"Four brothers want to eat too?" Chen Dynasty Chang Sui slightly raised his chin: "Go, buy some for His Royal Highness Qi Wang."

"The fifth brother is polite." Qi Wang said in a soft tone: "I just got off the job from the household department, and there are many things to deal with. I may not be able to accompany my fifth brother to enjoy the food here."

"That's really a pity." Chen Wang sighed: "There are so many officials in the household department, how can you let the fourth brother work alone, the fourth brother must remember to know people and use them well, and don't tire yourself."

"Those who can do more work. It is my fortune to be able to share the worries for my father." King Qi glanced at the carriage: "The fifth brother is about to get married in a few months.

"The fourth brother is right. Tomorrow I will go to the palace to greet my father, so that he will be happier and less worried." Wang Chen lazily said: "If you are a son, make your father happy, isn't it just sharing your worries?"

"His Royal Highness?" Seeing that the carriage hasn't moved for a long time, Jiuzhu stretched his head from behind the curtain: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, take your head back, it's snowy outside." Chen Wang rode to the carriage and pushed Jiuzhu's head back into the carriage.

"Riding in a carriage can't make people worry." He drew the curtains and turned to look at the king: "Fourth brother, I'm in a hurry to take my fiancée home. Let's talk about it next time.

"If you are not in a hurry..." Wang Chen raised his eyebrows: "Then let me go to the side?"