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In late spring, the weather gradually becomes clearer, which is most suitable for outings.
So the emperor took the prince out of the palace, leaving behind a palace full of resentment.
Even Hu Shanxiang wanted to leave the palace to have a look, but he still couldn't. He could only walk around in the imperial garden with Duanduan, and at least enjoy the blessings of God before the arrival of midsummer.
Before setting off, she asked someone to invite Wanwan to come, but in the end she was declined.
"Mother, the eldest princess said she is not feeling well and will not go out."
Hu Shanxiang said with a headache: "Is she still copying scriptures?"
"yes."
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Amid the bursts of sandalwood, Wanwan sat by the window, writing quietly.
Her eyebrows frowned slightly, but she was neither happy nor sad.
That face was still pale, as if it were transparent under the light.
"Princess, it is said that a prince consort has been appointed for you. He is said to be a scholar from Tongzhou. He is a young and handsome man! He is also said to be a gentle gentleman"
The brush stopped for a moment, and then continued to write the familiar scripture.
"shut up!"
The maid who came in from the door was slapped out by Qingye.
"Princess, please go and find out."
Qingye came in cautiously, and when he saw Wanwan still copying scriptures calmly, his heart dropped.
She went out quietly and closed the door.
The room was quiet, with the occasional sound of turning paper.
After finishing copying this scripture, Wanwan held the brush with her wrist hanging, and then looked out the window steadily.
There were two palace maids passing by with smiles outside the window.
No need to listen to what they said, Wanwan knew what they were happy about.
After the princess leaves the palace, she always has to take some of her own people with her.
For many people, the palace is like a prison. Being able to leave the palace is a great joy for the maids and nuns.
Especially the grandma in charge. After the princess leaves the palace, the only channel to contact the palace is the grandma. She can even control the princess's future life.
¡°For example, if you make things difficult for the prince-in-law, you won¡¯t be able to meet the princess if you don¡¯t give him any benefits.
The princess wants to complain, but it is a luxury. After leaving the palace, unless the emperor is thinking about you, your words and deeds can only be conveyed to the palace through the aunt. She can tell whether it is round or flat. Decide.
So the nuns in the palace were all moved, and several nuns on Wanwan's side often found excuses to run to the Queen Mother, hoping to give the Queen Mother a good impression and follow Wanwan after she left the palace.
But the Queen Mother didn¡¯t want Wanwan to know too much before settling down, so she punished a few people.
But the day finally came.
Wanwan put the brush into the brush wash and cleaned it carefully, then hung it on the pen holder.
She stood up slowly, then squatted down and read through the more than ten copied scriptures in the wooden box one by one.
"Princess¡¡"
Qingye came back, but did not say the result of his inquiry. When he saw Wanwan sorting out the scriptures, he asked: "Princess, is it burning today?"
It is not allowed to get angry at will in the palace, but those are just rules for ordinary people, so Wanwan is naturally fine here.
Wanwan nodded slightly and said, "I'll do it myself."
Qingye was stunned, but he was relieved when he remembered that Wanwan had been playing with fire in the imperial garden since she was a child, and this time she probably wanted to pray when burning paper.
There were a lot of people in the Royal Garden this season, so when those women saw Wanwan coming in carrying a wooden box, they refused to leave.
When Wanwan walked to the pavilion where she once buried pots to cook rice, one of the concubines inside was pretending to be close to her.
"Princess, please come in and have a rest."
Wanwan raised her head and said, "I have something to do here."
The woman was stunned, and then she remembered the previous rumors.
¡ª¡ªWhen the eldest princess enters the imperial garden, even the queen will avoid it.
Wanwan rarely comes here, so these people have forgotten this rumor.
The woman left in embarrassment. After a while, there was a commotion in the imperial garden. It was probably because a concubine who had slept with her recently was unhappy with her treatment. She made a fuss for a while, but finally left.
Wanwan asked Qingye to wait in the distance and opened the box herself.
The place where she dug the hole to bury the pot has long been covered with grass, and no trace can be seen.
SheA small hoe came and started digging.
The soil in spring seemed to be fragrant. When she dug out a piece of burned wood, she paused for a moment.
She raised her head, looking dazed.
She was very young at that time, and she led a team of followers to dig pits to make fires to cook, and then gave them to Grandpa Huang and her father to eat.
Those flames and cheers seem to be still in my ears, and the majestic voice seems to be still in my ears, but what about it?
"Grandpa Huang"
She cited the scriptures, and the flames and smoke rose together.
"Grandpa Huang, are you okay in heaven?"
Wanwan looked at the flames blankly and murmured: "Father, are you okay"
The flames waxed and waned, and the smoke gradually grew straight in the windless imperial garden.
"Who is lighting the fire?"
Yu Jia, who was passing by the Royal Garden, frowned and asked, and the eunuch beside her immediately ran to ask.
Yu Jia led a team of people, and he turned around and said: "The palace must be inspected frequently. If anyone violates the prohibition, he must be punished and informed everywhere to draw a warning."
Someone said: "Father, I'm afraid the people in the imperial garden are"
Most of the people who can be in the imperial garden are the emperor's women. What you say is not good.
Yu Jia was a little angry and said: "Your Majesty always pays attention to the fire in the palace. No matter who it is, report it to the police!"
"My dear father-in-law."
After a period of flattery, the eunuch who went to ask questions came back.
"who is it?"
Yu Jia decided to teach these people a lesson and teach them what power is.
Except for the Queen Mother and the Empress, only Concubine Sun can make Yu Jia fearful. How can anyone else in the palace dare to confront him.
The Queen Mother and the Queen are both in their respective palaces today, and Concubine Sun is waiting for the Emperor, so Yu Jia thinks she is the biggest in the palace at this moment.
"Father-in-law, this is the eldest princess."
The majesty on Yu Jia¡¯s face remained the same, she coughed dryly and said, ¡°Go back.¡±
Those eunuchs all looked at each other, because Wanwan had not been out much in recent years, which made them forget that there was such a person in the palace.
Someone recalled that year, "When Emperor Wen was here, the eldest princess was the first in the palace. Who among those princes and princesses dared to break into the Qing Palace? That is, the eldest princess. It was the same when Emperor Ren was there, but now Hey! "
The current emperor spends more time on state affairs, and when he is free, he will wear Sun's red sleeves to add fragrance, and he is happy to miss Shu, so it is inevitable that he neglects Wanwan.
"The eldest princess doesn't go out much by herself. The Queen Mother and the Empress often send people there ten times. The eldest princess goes out four or five times at most."
"Hey! Why are you talking about this now? We have already seen the Prince Consort. In a year at most, the eldest princess will leave the palace."
After a while of sighing, the Royal Garden was left behind.
The smoke gradually became thinner and dispersed
Wanwan and Qingye were walking in the palace. An old eunuch saw her and sighed: "When the eldest princess was still young, she would jump around in the palace, followed by a long group of people running around, including Emperor Wen. The favorite of Emperor Heren. At that time, no one in the palace disliked the eldest princess, hey"
Wanwan walked slowly with her head lowered. Qingye was behind with a wooden box. The master and servant looked very quiet.
"Hey! You should be in high spirits!"
After a while of sighing, the old eunuch turned around and left with his hands behind his back. The hunched back looks like a stone monument.
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