Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

"Ouch!" Master Wuji sighed repeatedly at Chu Shitong's words, "Isn't it just a few years ago? Go ask. If all else fails, go ask the eldest prince. He will definitely not hide anything from you!"

"That's only if he tells me the truth."

Chu Shitong didn't know why, but after he realized that he and Chu Shixuan might have had a good relationship, he never investigated the drowning incident again. Perhaps he was unwilling to face the past. He said, "After all, it's been so many years. Whether I remember it or forget it, it doesn't make any sense, right?"

"Ugh--"

Master Wuji advised helplessly: "Your Highness Prince Qi, memory is very important. You are bleeding now. If you don't check it, you will regret it one day in the future."

When Chu Shitong heard this, he fell silent for a moment.

Will you regret it?

What do you regret?

Didn’t what happened in this life also happen in the previous life?

Didn’t Chu Shixuan execute himself in his previous life?

Could it be that if she had known in her previous life that she and Chu Shixuan were once as close as brothers, she would not have forced the emperor to abdicate after the imperial edict was announced? Would she choose to give up the throne for some memories she could no longer remember?

Thinking of this, Chu Shitong couldn't help but sneer, "How important is it? It's just that we played together for a while in childhood. What can I expect when I think of that memory? Do I expect him to show mercy to me when he fights for the throne, and let me get out of the capital after he succeeds to the throne? Or do I expect me to show some mercy and give him what he wants?"

There was an unspeakable sadness in Master Wuji's eyes. He looked at Chu Shitong and wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"You, I really can't persuade you, you are such a stubborn ass!"

"If you can't persuade me, then don't bother." Chu Shitong looked down at the ribbon in his hand and said, "It's not an important matter anyway."

Master Wuji followed Chu Shitong's movements and saw the faded red ribbon in her hand.

The ribbon seemed to remind him of something, and he looked away reluctantly, saying, "You are calling me cold-hearted now, but maybe the present that you dislike is what you begged for in your previous life."

This sentence made Chu Shitong laugh for some unknown reason.

"I kowtowed and begged for the present with Chu Shixuan? He and I are half brothers. I'm afraid that what you said is impossible even for lovers. How can I do this for Chu Shixuan?"

Chu Shitong didn't bother to pay attention to him. Si Jingli estimated that she had already arrived under the tree by now. If she went too late, the young master would definitely grab her again. She threw down the ribbon, turned around and walked away quickly.

Master Wuji was left standing alone.

The sky gradually became gloomy and sporadic snow fell from the sky.

Every snowflake is dancing in the wind in the air, like a butterfly in early autumn.

Until Chu Shitong's back disappeared in the corridor, Master Wuji had a look of pity on his face.

The old red ribbon on the ground was blown by the wind and rolled on the floor.

It rolled all the way to the edge of the snow-white boots before Chu Shixuan bent down and picked it up.

When he saw the words on the ribbon, he was distracted for a moment, as if following the words, he remembered some past events that he had almost forgotten.

Master Wuji turned around and saw Chu Shixuan. The expression that had just been suppressed suddenly became even more uncontrollable again.

"Your Highness King Kite."

Chu Shixuan nodded, "Master Wuji."

Master Wuji looked at the ribbon in his hand, laughed awkwardly twice, and said, "Your Highness King Yuan, please forgive me for making fun of you."

"Nothing." Chu Shixuan looked calm, gently raised the ribbon in her hand, and asked, "This is Yonghuan's handwriting."

It's more of a statement than a question.

It seemed like he was asking, but it also seemed like he was saying the answer himself.

Master Wuji said: "It's His Royal Highness Prince Qi."

Chu Shixuan paused, as if he wanted to say something, but in the blink of an eye he put away the ribbon and said nothing.

Master Wuji realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately changed his words: "It was Princess Yonghuan's, not His Royal Highness Prince Qi. I made a mistake."

Chu Shixuan shook his head.

"It's her name. It's the same no matter what you call it."

"I'm so sorry, Your Highness Prince Yuan. No matter how much I persuade her, Your Highness Prince Qi..."

There was a hint of bitterness in Master Wuji's voice. He had indeed tried his best to persuade Chu Shitong over the years but still failed.

"nothing."

Facing the sorrowful look on Master Wuji's face, Chu Shixuan did not seem to care particularly about it, and remained as gentle and calm as the clear breeze and bright moon.

But the moment he raised his eyes, a sense of fatigue that was inconsistent with his age shone through his pupils, as if there were ripples of insight.

"I made the choice myself. I don't blame you. I have to make you stay in this dead end with me. I have wasted your time for too long."

Master Wuji waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. To be honest, I have long given up the idea of ​​gambling with the immortals. Alas, things in this world are complicated. If there is no chance, it will be in vain to try again and again. Your Highness King Yuan has worked hard."

......

Suddenly it started snowing and the prayers were almost done.

Chu Shiyu and the concubines returned to the palace first, and the rest of the people basically returned to Beijing on their own.

As expected, there were two more people in Chu Shitong's carriage when he returned.

A chattering Chu Shifan and an angry Si Jingli.

In the carriage with a small stove burning, Chu Shifan held a wine pot and talked about his journey to pursue his wife. Si Jingli leaned lazily on Chu Shitong's shoulder and listened with squinted eyes. Chu Shitong peeled roasted chestnuts brought from the temple for him.

"You don't know, as soon as I showed up, Miss Xie's face turned red, as red as... as red as a braised carp! When I gave her the New Year gift that I had prepared long ago, Miss Xie saw the fine ivory Ruyi concentric ring and almost cried! Fortunately, I was quick-witted and stepped forward to hold her hand..."

Chu Shifan spoke with great enthusiasm and vividness, almost like the storytellers under the overpass.

Si Jingli whispered in Chu Shitong's ear, "Chu Shitong, do you think what your cousin said is true?"

It seemed that he had some kind of contempt for Chu Shifan's intelligence, or perhaps it was because there was nothing wrong with two men doing this kind of action, so he was too lazy to pretend in front of Chu Shifan.

Chu Shitong stuffed the freshly peeled chestnuts into his mouth, and watching his cheeks bulge like a little squirrel, he smiled and said, "Cousin, you can't lie to us."

Chu Shifan said immediately, "Of course I can't lie! I'm still your good brother Xiao Qi! Miss Xie loves me to death now. Today, she heard that I came to Kaiyuan Temple and was afraid that I would return to Beijing too late and wouldn't be able to see her. She was upset for a long time yesterday. I coaxed her for a long time before she was fine. I also told her that a real man cares about the world and asked her to stop being so attached to me, but she just wouldn't stop. Women, you are really troublesome! People like you who are not loved by anyone can't feel it!"

Si Jingli laughed out loud without giving any face.

Chu Shitong couldn't stand it anymore. Chu Shifan was getting better and better at boasting.

Si Jingli lifted the curtain and said in surprise, "Oh, isn't this Sixteenth Street? We'll be at the entrance of Michelin soon. When the time comes, I will get off the car and ask Miss Xie to see if what you said is true or false."

Chu Shifan was so proud one second that he wanted to tell this story to everyone he met. The next second he was so scared that he immediately opened the curtain and looked out. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the street scene outside.

"Your Highness, you're frightening me to death!" Chu Shifan was so frightened that his courage almost flew away. He said, "What are you talking about? How can we get to Sixteenth Street?"

Si Jingli achieved his goal and said mischievously, "Oh, then I must have made a mistake. But the young marquis is really timid. As soon as I mentioned Sixteenth Street, he wanted to jump off the car immediately."

Chu Shifan smiled helplessly and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. What I said just now may be a little exaggerated, but at least Miss Xie has accepted me now. This is progress!"

Chu Shitong said coldly: "Cousin, she just didn't explicitly reject you, right?"

Chu Shifan: “…”

This sentence made Chu Shifan feel a little embarrassed, and his face turned red. "No, it's just...relationships need to be developed slowly. I'm not taking a concubine, but marrying a wife, so of course I want to take it slow and steady."

Si Jingli raised his lips and said, "But this is not a reason for you to brag. This prince will give you a chance. Tomorrow you go find Xie Chuchu and ask her to make three pounds of cream cake and send it to Prince Rong's Mansion. Otherwise, this prince will tell Xie Chuchu that you secretly bragged about her behind her back and said that women are trouble~"

Chu Shifan was shocked instantly, and his eyes widened twice as wide.

"Huh? I treat you as my brother, Prince Si, but you actually say bad things about me behind my back in front of Xie Chuchu!?"

"You were the first one to speak ill of this prince to Chu Shitong!"

As soon as Chu Shifan made a point, Si Jingli brought up the previous incident at the restaurant, and instantly he sounded more reasonable than Chu Shifan.

Chu Shifan immediately became dispirited.

"Okay, I agree." Chu Shifan said this with a sense of grievance that he was forced to do so. "We are brothers, so don't tell her. I won't brag anymore."

Si Jingli snorted coldly and said, "If you hadn't felt guilty for saying bad things about me last time, I wouldn't have asked you to apologize like this."

Chu Shifan was impressed by this little ancestor in front of him and couldn't help but complain: "Your Highness, you are too vindictive."

"Everyone in the capital knows that this prince holds grudges, but I didn't know that you, young marquis, are still gossiping behind people's backs."

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you."

This verbal dispute ended with Chu Shifan's surrender.

Chu Shitong had been watching the fight, and he found the bickering between Si Jingli and Chu Shifan quite interesting.

The carriage was finally quiet for a while, but Chu Shifan couldn't keep still again.

"Xiao Qi, after the New Year holiday, I will join the army."

Chu Shitong couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Is this true? Did my aunt agree?"

"Of course!" Chu Shifan returned to his old nature, patted his chest, and said, "I can tell from the first glance that you are a great general, okay?"

Si Jingli asked: "Did you beg for this opportunity on your knees?"

After saying this, he and Chu Shitong fell into a strange silence.

After all, it's not impossible.

Chu Shifan explained quickly for the sake of his image: "How is that possible? I told my mother that I wanted to find a proper job. It would be a waste if I don't go to war with my body! Besides, I want to marry Xie Chuchu. When I have the chance to fight and win fame, she will definitely have no objection to my marrying her. Maybe she will even treat me like a hero and serve me well."

“This is indeed a good thing.”

Chu Shitong remembered very clearly which battle in Beiqing was easy to win in the previous life. At that time, he would push Chu Shifan to be the main force of that battle, and winning fame would not be a problem.

"Master Fan, you should catch up with them first. Don't get caught up in front of them. When you look back, your Miss Xie has run away with someone else. If you want to cry, don't look for me and Chu Shitong."

"Don't worry, give me a few more months and I will definitely catch up with her."

Chu Shifan said this with such confidence that everyone laughed.

He also laughed aimlessly.

Along the way, there was cheerful laughter in the carriage.

It seems that even the winter snow has become a little warmer.

-

After the New Year, the capital city gradually regained its former vitality.

The snow at the beginning of the year was not heavy and melted away in just a few days. However, it snowed quite heavily in Quanzhou during the Chinese New Year. I heard that the border city of Quanzhou had heavy snow for seven or eight days.

Chu Shitong later made an appointment with Chu Shihan, but Chu Shihan did not agree because he was dealing with some official business.

After all, the two of them didn't have much contact with each other normally, and it would be difficult for Chu Shitong to make another appointment in the short term. He could only ignore Linglan's anxious temper and postpone the matter.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, news of Yun Xiangrong's death spread from the palace.

Chu Shiyu announced to the public that he had almost recovered from his illness the day before, but when he looked at the bed the next morning, he was already dead.

The imperial physician examined the patient and said that his condition had suddenly worsened, coupled with a sudden heart attack, and it was late at night and there was heavy dew, so he died in his sleep without even being able to shout for help.

The death of Concubine Yun, the most favored concubine in the harem, was a happy event for every woman in the harem.

There were many rumors about Concubine Yun outside the palace, and some of them spread the story of her sudden illness as Yun Xiangrong doing too many bad things and being scared to death by a ghost in the middle of the night.

Chu Shitong actually liked this reason, but he couldn't praise it on the surface.

Even before the person was seen, the funeral was already fully prepared the next day.

It's as if it had been prepared long ago.

In fact, it has been prepared for a long time.

After all, the person has been dead for more than half a month.

The funeral of a concubine was very simple, and since Yun Xiangrong had no maternal family, it was most convenient to bury her directly in the imperial mausoleum.

Chu Shiyu would definitely not come to this funeral, so only the Queen and some concubines in the harem would be there.

The rest is her son Chu Shitong.

This was a white dress that Chu Shitong rarely wore. Before coming here, she had deliberately used onions to fumigate her eyes for a long time, trying to bring out a few tears to pretend to be serious.

But when she arrived at the scene, she forced back the few tears that she had managed to hold back.

The front of Luhua Palace was filled with white ribbons and paper flowers, and a bunch of people Chu Shitong didn't know were kneeling in front of the palace and crying.

The queen stood aside in plain clothes, her face also full of melancholy.

"The Queen."

Chu Shitong stepped forward and saluted.

When the queen saw her, she seemed to have finally found a breakthrough. She pulled her up and expressed all kinds of emotions.

"Alas, Xiaoqi, Concubine Yun left so suddenly. It's a pity that you lost your mother at such a young age. I am really heartbroken to see you like this..."

Chu Shitong lowered his eyes and tried his best to look sad.