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Chapter 202 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 17

The next morning, as soon as she arrived at the palace, she was called by Zhu Yuanzhi to Fengyi Hall in Changle Palace. Jiuli covered her ears and looked down at the pearl and jade pendant on her waist, with no emotion on her face.

Zhu Yuanzhi's eyes turned red when she saw Jiuli. How could Huangfu Xuanze, that damned bastard, dress like a proper girl? If she had known, she shouldn't have let Jiuli practice martial arts.

After serving tea, the little palace maid standing in the corridor blushed. Was that the Crown Prince? He was so handsome.

Her sparkling peach blossom eyes are bright and energetic, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and the black and gold narrow-sleeved outfit makes her look heroic and high-spirited. She is really beautiful.

"Mother? I remember that after you came of age, you often wore men's clothes when going out. How come you don't wear clothes that a girl should wear?" Jiuli felt bad after she said this, and she hadn't changed back to a female voice yet.

The voice was a little hoarse due to the voice change period, and the speech was neither fast nor slow, and the words were clear and melodious. Zhu Yuanzhi suddenly thought of the fact that His Majesty used to have the same voice, but now, Tsk!

"Eryao," Zhu Yuanzhi called in a low voice.

"Empress?" Er Yao suddenly opened her closed eyes. What?

"Where are my storybooks? Bring one here." After looking outside, he lowered his voice carefully and spoke to Er Yao.

"Yes." Eryao's back as she entered the inner room looked the same as usual, but one could see an inexplicable reluctance to leave.

"Does your throat hurt? Don't change back yet. Erling will serve tea to His Highness." She hasn't heard enough of this voice!

"?" Jiuli slowly typed a question mark? So her cheap mother likes this? Likes to listen to beautiful boys talk? ?

"Your Highness, please have some tea. It's the new Phoenix Flower, which was brought in this year. It's only available here, Your Majesty, and it's the only one in the palace." Before Er Ling could come over, the little palace maid standing in the corridor came running over, speaking in a hurried but steady tone.

"Well," he took the teacup and raised his eyes, "let go."

She let go of his hand obediently, her face flushed. Ah, she had touched His Highness's hand. Would His Highness choose her as a concubine? What would their child be called? Her imagination ran wild.

"Er Ling," Zhu Yuanzhi's eyes turned cold. When did such an ambitious person appear in her palace? ? ?

Er Ling nodded slightly, went out quietly, and found an excuse to send the little palace maid directly to the palace. As for her life? Are you kidding? The Crown Prince is thinking about it before he gets married. If he really wants to get what he wants, why not just give her the Crown Princess?

"Read it like this," Zhu Yuanzhi's eyes lit up, and she took the storybook and put it in Jiuli's hand, her eyes full of anticipation.

Jiuli took the storybook and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhi. No way? The Queen likes to read this? His face darkened as he turned over.

"Hurry up," Zhu Yuanzhi poked Jiuli's sleeve, "Otherwise, mother will punish you to attend the banquet. The Zhuangyuan Building has been very lively these two days, with talented people gathering together. It's a..."

There is no need to do that, she thought, and Jiuli cleared her throat.

"At first I was slightly turned down by the teasing, but my feelings were already there.

The shadow of the cicada moves on her lowered bun, and she turns back her steps covered in jade dust.

Turn around, the snow is flowing, and I climb onto the bed and embrace the beautiful girl.

Mandarin ducks dance with their necks intertwined, in an emerald love cage.

The brows often gather together, and the red lips are warmer and more harmonious.

The air is clear and fragrant, the skin is moist and the skin is plump.

I am unable to move my wrist carelessly, but I love to bow my head.

There were beads of sweat, and the hair was messy and green.

The scent of musk still lingers on my clothes, and the greasy pillow still has traces of red. "

Zhu Yuanzhi closed her eyes and leaned against the soft pillow, listening very seriously. Jiuli narrowed her eyes. Her stepmother was very brave? She dared to watch this thing in the palace? No wonder.

"Dad is calling me for dinner, I'll take my leave now." Then she ran away. What? What the hell was she thinking?

"Humph, there will be a day when I catch you." Zhu Yuanzhi clenched her fists, not feeling that there was anything wrong at all.

"Your Majesty, the princess is only fifteen years old and cannot bear to see this." Er Yao was helpless. The poem just now really made it difficult for Her Highness.

The sedan chair disappeared quickly on the long street, and its speed was as if there was a dog chasing it. Only after I stepped into the Jianzhang Palace did I feel safe. It was really my lucky mother who couldn't beat me, otherwise.

"Were you chased by a dog?" Emperor Cheng'an admired Jiuli's embarrassment with great interest, sitting upright.

"Father, when will the princess's mansion be repaired?" She lay weakly on the low table. If it wasn't repaired, she would directly intend to usurp the throne. She didn't want to face Zhu Yuanzhi.

"You are the first princess to leave the palace and build your own residence. Naturally, you have to cultivate yourself carefully. How can you be negligent?" How good is it to be in the palace?

"Hmph," he snorted.

"Did Zi Tong give you a hard time? Tell me about it." His eyes were full of anticipation for a good show. He put down his brush and gestured to Su Qin.

The latter went out quietly and informed the court officials to come in later. They could hear Emperor Cheng'an laughing happily. The cunning men looked at each other and knew that they were safe today!

"Zi Tong has been a playful person since she was young and a frequent visitor to the overpass. This is something she did," he said with a smile and shook his head.

"Isn't it all your fault?" he complained mercilessly.

"Why do you put the blame on me?" He raised his eyes, "The lotus flowers in Huguo Temple are blooming beautifully, go and have a look."

"Tsk, that's a nice thing to say. I'll take my leave now." Tsk, is this another big pot? Is her small body able to carry it?

Jiuli, who was going out, faced several civil and military officials who were about to come in, and shook the folding fan in his hand. Wow, a big move?

"Your Highness, I greet you." A big puzzle emerged in the minds of several people. Who is this person? In any case, it is right to call him Your Highness.

Looking at her peach blossom eyes, they are exactly the same as your Majesty's. And with her height and figure, no one would believe if you say they are not the same.

"Yeah," he nodded and took Meiruo away.

"Your Majesty's concubine? None of the four princes in the current dynasty has one." As for the princess? A weak and fragile little chicken.

"Your Majesty, please invite the adults in to discuss politics." Su Qin appeared at the right time and interrupted the discussion of several people.

I looked back at the nearby Jianzhang Palace, walked down the stairs, and saw palaces everywhere, without any flowers or plants.

"Prepare the horses, protect the country temple."

"Here."

Queen Mother, it's time to disappear.

In front of the palace gate, Meng An and Li Zhiyu were waiting on the left and right with their guards, playing with their scimitars out of boredom.

"Old Li, what do you think His Majesty is thinking?" He glanced at the handsome men standing behind him, all of them looked good.

"You can say it in front of me. If you don't keep it in check, you will be chopped into pieces sooner or later," Meng An rolled his eyes.

"After all, we are ranked high among the Silver Armor Guards, tsk." Li Zhiyu leaned back. His goal was to be a marquis and a prime minister, not to be a playmate or bodyguard for a little girl.

The two chatted idly, but their ears were perked up, paying attention to the movements around them at all times. Because of this, they were the first to catch the person jogging to deliver the message.

"What does your highness want me to do?" Meng An appeared quickly, with a look of deep surprise in his eyes. He's here to work? !

"His Highness has ordered us to go to Huguo Temple." he said loudly.

"Here." Well, it's better to have it than nothing. Let's go.

Half an hour later, Jiuli came out of the palace. The two teams of guards in front of her were dressed neatly and looked energetic. If you didn't know better, you would think they were going to marry a bride. The corners of her mouth twitched. She didn't want to complain about her cheap father's aesthetic taste, which was indeed a little different.