Lord, don't be afraid, the princess is not angry

Chapter 292
The Empress Dowager's body has become weaker and weaker these years, and everyone knew that she would not be able to last for a few years, and the Empress was often ill, and it was said that her life would not last forever.The harem has been empty for many years, and many ministers stopped thinking about sending their daughters to the harem. Instead, they set their sights on King Beichuan who is most likely to succeed to the throne, and King Nanyang who has recently been favored.

King Chen had lifted the confinement before, but his power in the court was not as good as before, and the Holy Majesty also treated him coldly. His sons who were originally popular with the Queen Mother and Concubine Hui couldn't beg for the two seriously ill old people now. happy.

But the Sacred Heart is unpredictable. When the Holy One was young, he always thought about who would come out. Who knows who he will choose to inherit the throne in the future.But there should be nothing about King Ping here, all the ministers thought so.

Zhuhua also wished they would think so, don't touch Ci for such a troublesome matter of seizing the throne, her family really didn't mean it at all.

As soon as the Holy Majesty's birthday passed, Zhuhua began to quietly arrange for King Ping's 50th birthday.The birthdays of King Ping and His Majesty were just a few days apart. In the past, on birthdays, he would either treat a few friends from the Imperial Academy to dinner, or ask for leave to enjoy Zhuhua's considerate care at home.In comparison, King Ping prefers the latter.

Nowadays, the bachelors in the Hanlin Academy are either stubborn old scholars or young and energetic madmen. He really can't talk, so he might as well go back home and face his little girl.

Zhu Hua, whom he had called the little girl all his life, woke up on the morning of his birthday, and gave him a big kiss on the forehead without hesitation.

"My good husband, happy birthday."

King Ping touched Zhuhua's still smooth face, and took a bite unceremoniously.

"You..." Zhuhua pushed him away, since it's not easy to speak harshly to him on such a day, she could only stare at him, and helplessly rolled her eyes amidst his cheerful expression.There is no one who bites someone's face early in the morning, if it leaves a mark, won't her image be ruined?

"You just wait." Zhuhua said with a half-smile.

"I know I'm wrong." King Ping said, putting his arms around Zhuhua's waist, preventing Zhuhua from getting up.

"Don't make trouble, it's getting late."

"No one will come to greet you."

Zhuhua thought about it, so she simply lay down in King Ping's arms with peace of mind, but felt that something was weird, "Will couples in this world be as bored as we are when they reach 50 years old?"

King Ping kissed her on the hair, and said: "If there is someone who is close, it will be the same, but it is not as good as us."

Zhuhua pouted secretly, regretting asking this.

The two lay down for a while, and King Ping helped her get up. Zhuhua helped him get dressed first, and he saw the brand-new maroon silk dress that Zhuhua was holding, with unique patterns on the sleeves.

"This pattern is beautiful." King Ping knew it well, and immediately praised it.

"What about embroidery skills?" Zhuhua raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Alright." King Ping replied.

"It was embroidered by me as a novice, and you can try to see if it fits."

His figure has been the same for decades, and the embroiderers in the mansion all memorize the size, so there is no possibility that he will not fit.After putting it on, he stood in front of Zhuhua and looked at her with a faint smile. Zhuhua looked at her and coughed lightly with a smile.

"Oh, where did this handsome young man come from?"

"I'm here to make a century-old appointment with Miss. I hope Miss won't make fun of me." King Ping pretended to say shyly.

"Yeah, let me see this face, is it the person in the dream last night?" Zhuhua lifted his chin, but because of the height difference, she had to step back and stand on tiptoe to see his face.

"Miss, please take a closer look, it must be next."

King Ping held her hand and lowered his head against her forehead.

Being so close, Zhuhua couldn't see clearly. After pursing her lips, she deliberately joked: "Let's cleanse our faces first."

"Yes." King Ping replied helplessly.

After grooming and washing, the two had breakfast in their own room.After eating, seeing that the sky was just right, Zhuhua accompanied him to the garden. The garden of Prince Ping's Mansion was quite beautiful, although a few areas were occupied for planting herbs, but the plantings were still a bit of a sight to behold. Ornamental herbs.King Ping used to be in charge of the imperial garden, and when he came home and looked at his somewhat nondescript garden, he often couldn't help laughing.But he didn't dislike it, he always felt that looking at this garden was like seeing Zhuhua living vigorously in the palace.

"What do you want to eat at noon, I'll go to the kitchen to make it for you later." Zhuhua asked while holding his hand.

King Ping thought for a while before saying, "I'd rather you stay with me for a while."

Zhuhua pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Okay, it's up to you, and let the people in the kitchen do the work. Do you have anything you want to eat?"

King Ping thought for a long time, and Zhuhua seemed impatient for his answer, so she said, "Let me guess, Wensi Tofu?"

"Yes, I want to eat this." King Ping said happily.

Zhu Hua could no longer be fooled by his words, and asked again: "Do you want roasted duck with dried bamboo shoots?"

"want."

"Roasted squab is a must, right?"

"Yes, it will cost Zhu'er again." Other restaurants can make it, but this dish must be ordered from restaurants outside.

Zhuhua hooked the corners of her mouth indifferently, and said grandly: "Just eat, your wife is rich."

"Then I'll order another fish with pickled cabbage and braised large intestine." King Ping said bluntly.

These two dishes are Zhuhua's favorite, Zhuhua smiled and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll eat these today."

The two wandered around the garden for a while, and then sat and rested in the pavilion. It was almost noon before returning to the main courtyard for a rest.

"Later, let's go to Liuliwu for dinner in a sedan chair. It's beautiful there."

"Okay, listen to you."

It's rare for a birthday, so it's normal for the two of them to go to a special place to eat. I remember that he ate on the lake in the garden of the Wangfu on his birthday the year before last. At that time, he sat on a painting boat and watched the remnant lotus and pearl flowers on the lake to eat alone. It was very interesting.But going to Liuliwu to eat is rare, thinking that Zhuhua would rather lose a day's money for him, the smile in King Ping's eyes deepened a bit.

When he arrived at Liuli House in a small sedan chair and opened the sedan chair curtain, someone sprinkled a handful of flower petals in front of his eyes.King Ping looked down and saw his grandson and granddaughter were standing in front of him with a basket of petals and throwing them at him.The two children were only six or seven years old, and they didn't have enough strength to throw the petals. They could only make the petals reach the height of Ping Wang's chest, which couldn't achieve Zhuhua's expected effect of falling flowers, but it was enough to move Ping Wang.

He touched the heads of the two children, looked up and saw his three children and their partners and children, and felt that many images flashed through his mind.Time flies, the past is like flowing water...

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Zhuhua, who got off the sedan chair, laughed behind him.

He turned his head to see her, and suddenly felt that this life was enough, now he wanted to turn around and hold Zhuhua's hand, but it was difficult because he was in front of the children.Without waiting for him to hesitate, the two children dragged him into the house, Zhuhua watched from behind, and followed him in.There is a main road in the glazed house, and now there are tables and food bowls on the side of the middle section of the main road, and there is a rest area with tables and chairs beside it.

When King Ping arrived inside, he found that there were quite a few people coming, and there was a pile of things by the door, with a sign on the side saying "gift storage area". .

Today's lunch was a buffet style for Zhuhua. Apart from her own children, she also invited Zhuhua's siblings, nephews and nephews.His intestines also came, and his three-year Dingyou was almost full, so he left for Beijing at the end of Xia, and began to walk around to see if he could return to his original position.Sun didn't come back with him, and her eldest grandson was also with her in her hometown, and she would wait until next spring to consider whether to return to Chang'an.

When King Ping entered, the crowd congratulated him on his birthday, joked a few more words, and then slowly dispersed to get food.The few dishes that King Ping ordered just now were arranged inside, and Zhuhua also asked someone to make noodles and various snacks.The children couldn't stay still. After eating a few mouthfuls of food, they started to get some snacks, and ran around playing in the glazed room. Zhuhua glanced at them from time to time, and even King Ping, who was chatting with someone just now, came over. Didn't find out either.

"Pearl is a waste." King Ping pointedly pointed at the children who were pulling flowers.

Zhuhua laughed dryly and said, "Why don't you just pull out a few flowers, it's nothing."

As she said that, her face suddenly changed, and she shouted to the side, "Qingqing, there are only three flowers in the whole capital. If you pull them out, remember to ask your mother to pay for it."

Yuanyuan, who was eating snacks nearby, immediately raised her head when she heard this, and shouted, "Qingqing, if you move again, I'll break your father's leg."

Mu Lin, who was eating next to him, innocently choked on the food. After coughing a few times, with the tears he coughed up, he quickly said to his precious daughter, "Qingqing, come here, Daddy will feed you some meat."

Qingqing hesitated for a moment, seeing that her father was crying, she could only put down her favorite flower, and ran back to her father in small steps.

Zhuhua was relieved now, and glanced at the other children, and the other children obediently retreated to their parents and stopped running around.Turning her head, Zhuhua saw that King Ping was giggling, and wished she could give him a pinch, but for the sake of his birthday, she didn't bother with him.

"In the future for your birthday, let's go to the boat and have a quiet time." Zhuhua whispered.

"Okay." King Ping replied, and divided the fish fillets from his own plate into pearl flower plates.

Zhuhua smiled and shared the duck meat on her plate with King Ping.

Seeing the tiredness of the two, the others looked sideways and pretended not to see anything. Today's food is good, so let's concentrate on eating.

A few days after King Ping's birthday passed, first the queen in the palace died of illness, and then the queen dowager passed away. There were two major events in the palace, and there were no people in charge, so they couldn't help but get busy.Concubine Gao Xian used to take care of many things in the palace, but there used to be a queen above her, no matter how long she stretched out her hand, the queen's people would block her, but now when the queen passes away, the people in the palace will start Act according to her face, and don't pay attention to the people in the former queen's palace.After the Holy Majesty found out, he knew that there was no way, so he wanted to find someone else to take charge of the palace.

(End of this chapter)