Traveling through: The down-and-out beauty refuses to be cannon fodder

Chapter 177

It wasn't until another two years later that she tried her best to make the 13-year-old prince Zhu Jianshen obsessed with her, and Sun Zan reappeared in front of her, but it was to curry favor with her so that he could better control and get close to Zhu Jianshen.

It was she who persuaded Zhu Jianshen to let Zhou's eldest son marry Sun's daughter and form an in-law alliance.

It was she who placed many new recruits from the sun family beside Zhu Jianshen.

It was she who seduced Zhu Jianshen, who was still a half-grown child, and made him and herself a man and a woman.

On the one hand, she wanted to make herself look useful, so that the Sun family and Sun Zan would value her.

On the other hand, Zhu Jianshen's affection for her was her biggest and only bargaining chip.

Only by making good use of this bargaining chip can she enjoy inexhaustible glory and wealth and live a life of superiority.

At this moment, she is already 37 years old, and she is no longer that simple woman who is in love.

She and Sun Zan seem to be affectionate at this moment, but who knows that they are also using each other?

The passage of time, the power gap, and the pain of losing a child have already worn away the softness and uneasiness in her heart, leaving only a lot of hardness, and the desire to climb up, stabilize power and favor.

At this moment, Fang Yuanzhi sympathetically supported Zhu Jianshen's arm.

They didn't go back directly, but sat down on chairs in front of a closed shop.

Since I came out with Wan Zhen'er, it's better to go back together.

Fang Yuanzhi sympathized with Zhu Jianshen's infatuation that was praised by the world.

It turns out that the so-called 17-year-old love across ages is nothing more than this.

Unequal feelings will not last long after all.

Fang Yuanzhi sighed with emotion, even though he and Xu Chun couldn't stay together, there was still true love between him and Xu Chun.

In Zhu Jianshen's love, is there only hypocrisy and hypocrisy left?
That's why he kept offering himself olive branches?
Fang Yuanzhi sipped his wine in small sips, looked at the moon in the sky comfortably, and then at the silent Zhu Jianshen.

At that time in the evening, he was still a radiant king, but now he had become that quiet wretch again, which made her feel a little pity.

She knew she should comfort him.

But the language seemed extremely pale at this time.

She offered him a drink, but he refused.

Also, he is an emperor who is always in danger and shouldn't be drunk outside.

If you want to get drunk, you have to find a place that is absolutely safe.

She had to sip her wine and look around.

The end of the long street is guarded by officers and soldiers.

People who don't have official identity certificates can't enter this street.

Apart from the officers and soldiers, there was a white-haired old man, carrying a load of delicate and unique lanterns, looking forward to the guests.

The old man's eyes occasionally glanced at Fang Yuanzhi.

Fang Yuanzhi took out the money bag from his bosom, and asked Liang Fang to help buy the old man's lantern burden, so that the old man could go home early and rest.

Liang Fang left as promised, and when she came back, she was already carrying the burden: "The old man said that the money is useless. He will return it to you face to face."

"Forget it, there is no need to return it. If he feels guilty, he can make a few more lanterns and send them to the Jimin Medical Hall over the Andingmen!"

Fang Yuanzhi got into several fights today and sweated a lot. Now that he was blown by the wind in this street, his body felt a little heavy and he couldn't stand up.

Zhu Jianshen looked at the load of lanterns in front of him, and his mood improved a lot.

In any case, Fang Yuanzhi's casual kindness can always warm people's hearts.

"Don't wait, you guys are waiting here, let's go back first."

Zhu Jianshen and Fang Yuanzhi had just walked a few steps when a guard yelled softly, "Your Majesty is here!"

Zhu Jianshen turned his head and glanced at Wan Zhen'er who was on the street in the distance, and left first.

Fang Yuanzhi felt his body getting heavier and heavier.

By the time I got back to the Wenhua Palace, it was already staggering again.

After Zhu Jianshen thought about it, he still ordered someone to bring some jugs of wine, and clinked glasses with Fang Yuanzhi for a drink.

Zhu Jianshen got half drunk from drinking, and his eyes became deeper and brighter.

Fang Yuanzhi was already so drunk that he lost his mind and started talking nonsense.

Zhu Jianshen felt that Fang Yuanzhi, who was drunk like this, could not be sent back to Renshou Palace, so he let Fang Yuanzhi rest in his bedroom in Wenhua Palace, and he went to Qianqing Palace to rest by himself.

Early the next morning, Zhu Jianshen woke up refreshed.

The depressed mood last night, after talking about it after drinking, relieved a lot.

The sun is shining today, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. It is a good day. I don't have to go to court in the morning. It makes me feel happy just thinking about it.

In his bedroom in the Wenhua Palace, Fang Yuanzhi, the female devil, was still sleeping.

Did she wake up?

He was somewhat looking forward to seeing her hair covered in black hair scattered on his pillow.

What kind of charm is that?
However, he still suppressed his joy and left slowly towards the Wenhua Palace after breakfast.

Along the way, the air was cold and fresh, Zhu Jianshen's footsteps were light, and he wanted to hum a little tune.

The Wenhua Palace was quiet, filled with a faint smell of alcohol.It seems that the smell of drinking here last night has not completely dissipated.

There was a servant standing outside the dormitory, and when he saw him coming, he just bowed silently.

This guy isn't up yet?
Looked really drunk.

Zhu Jianshen slowed down, gently opened the bedroom door and entered.

The scene in front of him surprised him a little.

It's not that Fang Yuanzhi didn't wake up, but it didn't mean he did.

She just sat disheveled on the floor beside the bed and fell asleep leaning against the edge of the bed.

Zhu Jianshen stepped forward quickly, and softly shouted twice: "Yuan Zhi, Yuan Zhi!"

Fang Yuanzhi just replied in a daze, trying to move, but finally continued to sleep.

Her hair was wet and messy, and she was wearing what appeared to be his underwear, oversized and ill-fitting.

Did this guy force himself to take a bath before he sobered up, but he collapsed in front of the bed due to exhaustion?
Zhu Jianshen moved her to the bed helplessly.

Fang Yuanzhi only hummed a few times occasionally, but still closed his eyes tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhu Jianshen finally arranged her clothes.

The loosely opened neckline reveals snow-white skin, a delicate snow breast, and purple bruises.

Zhu Jianshen's heart beat faster at first, and his eyes were a little afraid to look around.

But soon, he became serious.

This guy suffered a lot of injuries!

Could it be that he was seriously injured in a fight in the arena last night?
Zhu Jianshen called repeatedly: "Come here, go pass the imperial physician!"

Fang Yuanzhi finally woke up.

She forcefully opened her eyelids, and pulled Zhu Jianshen's sleeve weakly: "No, no need... I'm fine... just take a rest..."

Zhu Jianshen's eyes hesitated: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure...it's not the first time..."

Zhu Jianshen still called back to pass on to the imperial physician's servant, but ordered someone to bring the medicated oil for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

The emperor's dormitory passed down the imperial physician, and it was easy to be mistaken for the emperor's physical problems, which caused turmoil in the court.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "I'll ask someone to rub the medicated oil on you?"

Fang Yuanzhi hummed vaguely.

(End of this chapter)