Chapter 371

"Your Highness, you are getting more serious."

What he got was a cold refusal.

"What's more, is it still important whether this is or not? What's more, my concubine is already someone else's wife. No matter whether the music is harmonious or we respect each other, we have no relationship with the prince. The important thing is that the little sister's hairpin ceremony is coming soon. Isn't the crown prince looking forward to this day for a long time

The other side around her hand gradually tightened.

Lin Lang didn't cry for pain. She still said in a warm tone, "I haven't congratulated the prince yet, and finally got what she wanted. With the full support of the prime minister's house, his royal highness will surely have a more smooth future. "

There was a terrible silence in the room.

For a long time, he hoarse voice, "you know, I want to marry the person, is you."

It's the little sister who will shed tears all day because he was beaten by his teacher.

But his identity does not allow him to be mischievous.

He was the crown prince, the orthodox Prince of the dynasty. His mother and concubine were poisoned to death by adulterers. He vowed to become the king of the nineties and would not let any gangsters hurt his close people.

The benefits of power are fascinating. Everyone respects him, fears him, and timidly flatters him in his shadow.

He can't lose his gorgeous coat of power. He's not a prince. He's nothing.

Tianjia can't be emotional. His mother always taught him that if he wants to become a master, he must pay a higher price. He can't touch the family, friendship and love of ordinary people, and he doesn't dare to have it.

In the Imperial Palace, which is winding the world's glory, there are everywhere murderous and bloodless swords. He thinks he is used to it and can be cruel enough to see his green plum and marry him as his wife.

In fact, he overestimated his patience.

Also underestimated the other party's position in the mind.

Since she is not as good as a girl, she is not as good as her.

He regretted it.

But the other side was wounded all over the body by him, did not want to turn back.

"Your Highness Prince, be careful." He heard her familiar tone with a deep-rooted indifference, "the minister's daughter is the wife of the Zhao family, and can't afford the love of the prince."

"If you can afford it, you can do it!"

Zhou Xuecheng has given up the image of the prince, which many ministers think is calm and steady. When he talks about it, there is an element of young people's anger.

His age is not much older than Lin Lang, he just had a weak crown ceremony last year, and he is also 21 years old at full play. He has not yet established a family and business. He still retains a bit of frank and childish spirit in front of the green plum blossom. Instead, he is like a big boy who is unreasonable, rather than a noble crown prince.

"Therefore, the great love in the mouth of the prince's highness is a shameless attempt to seize his wife and enslave her to a land of eternal destruction?" She chuckled, "then I would rather not have the love of the future emperor. No, it should be said that this is not love, but murder. "

Zhou Xuecheng is a bit at a loss. His green plum sister has always been gentle and decent. It is the second time that he hears such acrimonious words. The first time is in the imperial garden.

Sometimes, he felt that Jin Niang was too regular to make half a mistake. Even when she met someone she hated, she would not answer back. She secretly hid and cried.

Now Jin Niang changed into a pair of cold face, talking about the needle, where he hurt, where to prick, without mercy. For other women, the prince's highness had already turned his face several times, and the majesty of the Tian family could not tolerate provocation.

However, the man in front of him was the one he had put in his mind for 16 years.

His mother died early and his family was weak. At that time, the old emperor still had a long love for the first empress. He didn't want his eldest son involved in the disputes in the imperial palace. He issued an imperial edict to let the five-year-old eldest son live in the prime minister's residence. The name of his name was to follow the study, which was actually to protect the eldest prince from growing up safely.

Perhaps it was good luck. The next spring, the prime minister's wife, who had been infertile for many years, was diagnosed as happy pulse by the grand doctor.

When the little white ball curled up in his arms, he suddenly felt that the responsibility of his shoulders was heavy again.

Since when did his eyes not move?

He wanted to treat her like a sister, but he lost his soul under her shy and timid eyes.

Without matchmaker's words, I dare not decide my life. He secretly suppressed his mind and had to work harder to win the approval of his ministers. However, his weakness was too obvious. His mother's family declined. Recently, his father and Emperor favored the third man, and those eunuchs acted in accordance with the wind and deceived the upper and lower levels.

The crown prince of a country, however, is like a trapped animal in a cage for people to watch and play with.

He didn't like it.

Not willing to be treated as a puppet.

Unwilling to be despised, ignored and ridiculed.

Zhou's family name is Zhou. Why should he give up?

What he learned is the king's mind skill, is the policy of the people, rather than pretend to be deaf and dumb when a puppet prince!Zhou Xuecheng thought so, and he thought so.

But his viciousness did not reach home after all.

The young man's love affair begins with one person, especially when he learns that she even cut her wrist to commit suicide in order to resist marriage. How can his heart calm down.

In his arms was a man willing to die for him.

Besides her, who is willing to sacrifice for him?

Or the concubines who cared for him?

Or is it a courtier who has been making such a fuss for him?

Or is he going to marry the prince of Donggong?

He knew it in his heart.

It's not the same.

She's different from them.

They approached him with selfishness, but they wanted to gain benefits from him. This was the deal.

So no matter how cynical Lin Lang is, Zhou Xuecheng has always maintained amazing patience. He held the man in his arms and, for the first time, held her so recklessly.

"Jin Niang." The prince called her low, dejected, "it's me who's not good, I'm not promising, I'm not capable of making you marry someone you don't like. I I'm useless. I can't stop the decision of my father and Lord Xin. "

"Is that enough?" she said

Zhou Xuecheng was flustered again by his flat and light tone.

He pinched her shoulder and went around to the front. His eyes were full of pleading, "Jin Niang, can you wait for me, wait for me? Ten years, no, three years, I'll make sure that the guys in the way are no longer qualified to oppose me. Then, then, I will marry you. "

His eyes glowed with excitement, and Lin Lang believed that he was sincere at this moment, and really wanted to repent.

But

There is no regret medicine in the world that can be eaten?

Even if there is, it will poison people.

Lin Lang looked at him without expression, stretched out his hand and tore off the fingers on his shoulder one by one.

Every time he pulled off a finger, his face was ugly.

"It's no use saying more than that."

Her heart was as cold as a stone, not moved at all.

"The minister's daughter is also a married woman. If the prince really thinks about the friendship in the past, he should not cause trouble to his wife. Since your highness did not want to be a courtier, why do you have to say these empty promises? "

"Jin Niang, I, I know that I made a mistake. You believe me! I can give you better! "

Her lip corner slightly pulls, "no, still avoid."

"There is no Royal Highness's ambition to walk alone in the world, nor do they envy the prestige admired by the people. As long as there is one room, one book and one tea, your royal highness wants the imperial career for thousands of years, and the courtiers and daughters ask for white heads and no eccentricity. Different ways do not conspire with each other. Your highness, please forgive me and let yourself go. "

She bowed down and worshipped, with jade on her waist.

It is courteous.

Politeness and alienation.

Lin Lang went to the door.

The people in the back were out of their wits and in great distress.

She stopped and looked back.

There was a small flame in the prince's eyes.

"Jinniang --"

he was just about to step forward and was stopped by Lin Lang's gestures.

"I just want to remind your highness. Out of this door, the minister's daughter is the general's wife, the master mother of Zhao's house, and the prince's highness. If you see a minister's daughter outside, please call your wife. As for jinniang... " Her lips opened slightly, and a faint sigh overflowed. "Let's say she died on the tenth of September."

The blue curtain reflected the sparse light, her outline was indistinct, the snow-white soft fur covered the crimson dress, like her 15-year-old and hairpin dress.

The green curtain swayed and the figure swayed.

Her figure faded away.

"Master..."

The shopkeeper was worried.

"This palace No problem. "

He slowly lowered the palm of his hand that covered his eyes.

"Today's affairs, if someone leaks from the side -"

Zhou Xuecheng lifts the curtain and goes out.

"There is no amnesty for killing."

“…… Yes

Just after the new year, the snow has stopped.

In March, the snow melts, the grass grows and the Orioles fly.

The third lady of the prime minister's house also ushered in a woman's initiation ceremony. As the Pearl in the prime minister's house, Xin Ruyi's hairpin feast was very grand. The empress's wife attended the formal guests, and those who had secretary and praise were all the dignified ladies of the family. Even the prince's highness also came to watch the ceremony, which was more popular than her sister.

From this unusual display, the crowd faintly sensed a signal.

These three girls are in love with each other. They are wonderful.

On this day, Xin Ruyi did not turn over the wall to be a wild monkey. She sat by the dresser and let her mother comb her hair.As the elder sister, Lin Lang will naturally accompany her.

A woman came in and said that the empress's Phoenix chariot was near the street, and she should be ready to meet her. Xinmu jubilant, will comb to Lin Lang, let her look at some younger sister, turn around and carry skirt to go out.

The fine teeth of the wooden comb passed through the girl's black hair. She glanced at the corner of her mouth that could not be suppressed. She was so happy today

Xin Ruyi has a kind of inexplicable hostility to her sister who is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She always feels that every word of her is laughing at herself. She bares her teeth, "what's that, sister? Are you not happy to be an adult?"

A comb.

Jerk down.

"Oh! You're crazy

She covered her sore scalp and turned and glared at people.

"What are you doing?"

The culprit did not have the slightest consciousness. She looked at a wisp of hair on her comb, as if something worth studying. When Xin Ruyi couldn't help but scold, she said softly, "happy? What can I be happy about, sister? If you refuse to marry yourself, your sister will bear the blame. Do you think your sister will be happy? "

Xin Ruyi's most impatient is that Lin Lang always mentions this matter, as if she is a criminal for ages. "Sister, are you bothered? That marriage is not what I want! What's more, you're cooking cooked rice with that big beard now. It's his man. Can't you share your wife's life safely? "

Lin Lang twisted up the wisp of hair, "why is my sister so angry? My sister is angry in my heart, and you are the one who caused this indirectly. Don't you allow my sister to say a few words about purging fire? Or does the younger sister feel that there is a past between her sister and her royal highness, which will hinder her status as a princess, so she turns her anger on her sister? "

Did not expect his careful thought to be seen through, Xin Ruyi slightly flustered, "you, what do you say."

"My sister is good at pretending to be a fool." With a gentle smile, she said, "can't my sister forget all the things about pleading with my father and fixing up the marriage between myself and the prince?"

"You, how do you know --"

the girl was shocked, and her back hit the dresser in a moment of excitement, which made her face completely different.

"My sister knows. The elder sister is not like the younger sister. No matter what, as long as you cry, you can catch it She has three petals of red plum blossom in her eyebrows, adding a bit of enchantment. "So, does the younger sister think that you are the only one to be the Crown Princess and the future queen as long as she talks to her father and dad?"

Lin Lang released her hand and the green silk slipped from her palm.

Scattered around the feet.

This insulting behavior greatly stimulated the arrogant three girls. She held her head high, "sister, I know you are not willing to, but what can you do if you are not willing to? You're married. You'd better take your life! If something happens, the faces of my father and mother will not look good, and the reputation of the prime minister's office will be damaged! Don't forget, your surname is Xin! "

Lin Lang chuckled, "sister, you are not stupid. This time you know to threaten my sister. However, you are wrong in one point. My sister is now Madame Zhao, surnamed Zhao, not Xin. "

She raised the embroidered shoes, gently pressed down the wisp of hair, and gently ground it, "sister, don't always be happy too early. Do you think that's the end of the matter

"I don't understand what you're saying." She dodged for a moment.

Lin Lang's smile is deeper.

She blew it up.

This proposal for marriage is really the idea of this good sister.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You say, if the bridegroom disappears when you worship heaven and earth, do the guests laugh at you or me

"Do you dare --"

Xin Ruyi suddenly gets up, her eyes are round, and her chest rises and falls with anger.

"I..."

The lady's fingertips were dyed plum red, and she stroked her thin lips.

"What dare you