Empress is very harmonious GL

Chapter 63

The temperature difference between day and night in Southern Qiang is huge. During the day, the sun is extremely hot, and everyone holds a fan to cool off the heat. But at night, the temperature drops a lot and becomes bitterly cold.

Lin Jiao walked alone in the empty and dark street, holding her arms and rubbing them incessantly, trying to add a little warmth to herself.

Her eyes were unfocused and misty, and only occasionally when she saw the lights in the distance would there be a wave in her eyes.

She is homesick, but she is already homeless.

Southern Qiang is so far away from Daqi, and the mountains are long and the rivers are vast. I'm afraid there will be no chance to meet each other again in this life.

What's more, she is still the daughter of a guilty minister, and she might implicate Chen Jia when she goes back, and give someone who cares about her a chance to bring down the Chen family.

At this moment, she still doesn't know that the Great Qi Dynasty has undergone earth-shaking changes.

She just walked aimlessly on the long street, accompanied by her only elongated shadow.At some point, that shadow also began to disappear, and the sound of rustling rain rang in my ears.

Looking up, the crescent moon also disappeared, and the dense rain began to float in the sky.

She stopped in the rain and mist, closed her eyes, and felt the rain on her face. At first, it was numb, like an intimate and delicate kiss between lovers. Later, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the pain aggravated. Dodging, finally standing in the heavy rain.

"Ma'am, there are people ahead." Uncle Fu, who was driving the carriage, reported to the people in the carriage.

"Really?" The eyes of the woman in the carriage lit up when she heard the words, she immediately put down her wine glass, and said enthusiastically, "Is there anyone who dares to stop my carriage these days? I want to see who is so brave." After finishing speaking, A silver silk fan raised the curtain of the car, revealing half of a snow-white and delicate face.

This woman is the current Crown Princess of Nanqiang, Princess Deshan, with a handsome face and romantic eyebrows, and a tear mole on the side of her right eye adds a bit of romantic charm to this plain little face.

This woman does not seem to be from the Southern Qiang people.

Deshan looked at it for a while and then made a judgment.

Southern Qiang women have more three-dimensional outlines, more distinctive facial features, and most of them have more direct and bold personalities, while Da Qi women have softer faces and more friendly temperament.Deshan heard this from her sister, so she recognized Lin Jiao as not from the Southern Qiang the first time she saw her.

But this woman is so beautiful, just like the fairy in the picture book.

But she didn't feel any fairy spirit from the woman in the rain, only sadness and sadness.

A rare serious look appeared on Deshan's face.

Seeing Deshan's appearance, Uncle Fu secretly groaned in his heart. Obviously, his master is good at everything, good-looking, good-natured, but there is only one shortcoming: he can't move his leg when he sees a beautiful woman.

He couldn't help but said, "Ma'am, the eldest princess is still waiting for you."

Hearing Uncle Fu's words, Deshan remembered his purpose of leaving the mansion, so he put down the curtain and ordered Uncle Fu to drive.

Seemingly concerned, she quietly opened the curtain and looked out, only to see the carriage passing by, and the water on the ground was splashed, drenching the woman all over.

The woman's expression was numb, the water was splashed on her face, and she didn't even blink her eyelashes.

Why bother, who are you angry with, to hurt your body like this?It is so difficult for many people to survive, but this woman knelt in the heavy rain, allowing the cold night rain to destroy her body.

Just when Deshan was about to put down the curtain, the woman's body swayed and fell down on the wet bluestone slab, fragile and helpless, like a delicate flower finally beaten by a storm. The flower branch was broken, and the soft petals were finally drowned in the mud.

"Stop!" The sudden shout made Uncle Fu very nervous, and tremblingly put down the rope in his hand.

Deshan jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, only Uncle Fu was left chasing after her, "Madam, you haven't brought an umbrella yet..."

Before losing consciousness, the last thing Lin Jiao saw was a figure running towards her, eyes full of eagerness.

Is it my cousin?

"cousin?"

"What did you say, I can't hear clearly, say it again?" Deshan put his ear next to the man's mouth, but he still couldn't understand.

"Daughter?" Uncle Fu was really worried that his little master, Lianxiang Xiyu, would bring this unknown woman back to the Tainu's mansion.

It's just that the more worried you are, the more you come. Before Uncle Fu came back to his senses, Deshan had already picked up the woman in his arms and walked to the carriage.

"Uncle Fu, go home."

"Aren't you going to the eldest princess's mansion?" Fu Bo asked again without giving up.

"I won't go." She refused very simply.

The luxurious and sturdy carriage blocked the wind and rain outside, and the interior of the carriage was naturally extremely warm, but the body of the person in Deshan's arms was getting hotter and hotter.

She stretched out her hand to touch the other's forehead, and it was hot.

"Have a fever?"

This is not possible, I have to go back to the mansion quickly and ask the witch doctor to take a look.

Deshan urged Fu Bo twice more, and the wheels rolled faster and faster.

***

Back at the Empress's Mansion, they invited the witch doctor, waited on Lin Jiao to change and wash her clothes, and boiled and fed the medicine. After all the tossing, it took most of the night.

When Lin Jiao woke up, she saw a drooling face.

Who is this woman?Why is she here? Didn't she walk on the street last night?

The high fever has not completely subsided, the whole head is groggy, and even the throat is so dry that it is about to smoke. His eyes swept the front, and he lifted the quilt to get out of bed to pour water and drinks.

"Are you awake?" Deshan woke up after being startled by this movement, reached out his hand to touch the other person's forehead, frowned and said, "It's been all night, why hasn't the fever subsided? How about I go…"

Lin Jiao didn't know how long the woman in front of her was going to talk, her throat hurt so much, she interrupted her abruptly, pointed at herself, and said with difficulty: "Water, water..."

Only then did Deshan realize that the other party wanted to drink water, so he immediately bounced over to the table and poured a cup of hot tea.

"Give you."

Deshan has been pampered and grown up since he was a child. He has always been the one who is served, how can he serve others?Before the teacup fell into Lin Jiao's hand, she let go of it, and the teacup fell on the floor, the tea splashed everywhere, and the dark red wooden floor was covered with porcelain scum.

The appearance of this situation was really unexpected, the two just looked at each other stupidly.

Out of politeness, Lin Jiao actually complained about the woman in front of her for a while, what else could she do if she couldn't serve a cup of tea?

Deshan was embarrassed, and probably saw the suspicion in the other party's eyes, his eyes wandered all over, but he didn't want to look directly at the other party.

Uncle Fu, who was guarding the door outside, rushed in when he heard the commotion inside. Seeing the situation, he thought for a while and figured it out. He carefully picked up the debris and retreated.

Afterwards, he re-entered the room, looked at Deshan's expression, poured a glass of water, and delivered it to Lin Jiao's hand smoothly.

Uncle Fu pushed Deshan before he left, pulled her to Lin Jiao, winked a few times, and then left uneasy.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Lin Jiao felt her throat was much more comfortable, and even her mind was clearer than before.

She took a serious look at the layout of the room. Because she had stayed in Zhaohe's mansion for a while, she also had some understanding of the layout of the Southern Qiang nobles. Judging from the current situation, the identity of the owner of this room should not be low. .

Deshan stepped forward to say hello. Seeing that Lin Jiao didn't respond, he pursed his lips and climbed onto the bed unwillingly.

"Why are you like this? I saved you, why don't you even say thank you?"

saved her?

Lin Jiao glanced at her, pointed to the water stain on the ground, and a smile of unknown meaning floated on her face.

"What do you mean..." Deshan suddenly closed his mouth, his face flushed with shame, and he said stubbornly: "Although I knocked out the water, it can't erase the fact that I saved you."

Although the medicine was prescribed by the witch doctor and the concoction was made by the maid, they were all hers.

Lin Jiao's face suddenly became serious, and she squinted her eyes to observe the facial features of the person in front of her carefully, only to find that the face of the person in front of her was somewhat familiar.

Like who?Who is it?

Not only are they similar in appearance, but even in demeanor.

When Showa said, "If I hadn't brought you out of the sky prison, you would still be a prisoner," he had exactly the same expression as the person in front of him, proud and strong.

"Hey, why are you like this? I'm your benefactor. Is this your attitude?" Deshan saw that Lin Jiao had been staring at her, but refused to say a word. Several balls of anger ignited in his heart. Standing up, he pinched his waist and said angrily: "No one has ever ignored the attitude of this princess like you. Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention."

She deliberately pointed out her identity, biting the word "grand daughter" very seriously.

She was well aware of how popular she was in Nanqiang. Every day, there were many beautifully dressed girls guarding the door of the Granddaughter's Mansion, waiting for her to take a look when she went out.In order to avoid these flowers and plants, she always leaves the house through the back door or after dark.

Empress?Showa's younger sister, no wonder, she thought that the other party was similar to someone before, but she couldn't quite believe it.

After all, Showa has always regarded the Crown Prince as the number one enemy, and she always thought that the Crown Prince must be a particularly vicious woman, but how could she be such an arrogant, even a little silly woman?

Fortunately, it didn't take much effort to get here, she thought it would be difficult to enter the Tainu Mansion.

Seeing that the other party was about to get angry again, Zhaohe immediately pretended to be surprised, "You are the princess? The second princess, Deshan?"

Lin Jiao's surprised appearance made Deshan very useful. She nodded in satisfaction, "It's me." After a while, her expression changed, "You know me?"

Deshan's eyes suddenly became sharper, and he moved back while rubbing his chin, but the thoughts in his mind flew endlessly like white clouds.

This woman knows me?Then did she deliberately pretend to faint yesterday on the way my carriage passed, so that I could take her back to the mansion?

This woman is too scheming, why is she so scary?No, I want to stay away from her.Deshan took a few steps back.

But am I going too far? It rained so much yesterday, and it was night again, so she really had a fever.

Alas, it must have cost too much to see me.So affectionate.

Or I'll keep her.After all, she looks better than those women in the house.

After making up his mind, Deshan took a few steps forward and was about to tell Lin Jiao about his decision when he heard a sentence that almost dropped her jaw.

"Are you that idiot princess who doesn't want to make progress, walks the cat and walks the dog during the day, and visits the brothel at night?" Lin Jiao recited the description of Deshan from the outside world verbatim.

She didn't believe it before, especially the cautious appearance of Zhaohe, which made her think that Deshan was a terrible woman, and those outside were just rumors, but after seeing the real person, she couldn't believe the truth of those words.

Hearing those descriptions, Deshan was so angry that he jumped around the room anxiously, pointed at Lin Jiao's nose and cried, "Slander! It's all slander! They are jealous of me! Yes, they are jealous!"

Still slander, still jealous?There are always some people in this world who are so self-confident, but thinking of their own purpose, Lin Jiao suppressed her complaints and pretended to be puzzled, "Jealous, what are you jealous of?"

She still couldn't hold back, what she said was ironic.

I don't know if Deshan is big-hearted or stupid, but when he heard Lin Jiao's words, he pulled out two big smiles, showing two big white teeth, and leaned in front of Lin Jiao.

"They are jealous of my beauty, and jealous that I am more popular than them." Deshan spoke very frankly, without any shyness.

Lin Jiao held her forehead and turned her face away.She really couldn't keep calm in the face of such a narcissistic woman.

"Well, I see, the outside world is all rumors, the princess has been wronged."

"Well, that's right. I knew you would understand me. It's different from those coquettish sluts outside." Deshan was very happy, put his face on Lin Jiao's shoulder, and asked affectionately: "Isn't the girl from our Nanqiang people?" Right? Why are you here?"

As if touching Lin Jiao's heartache, the air pressure in the room suddenly dropped, and Deshan didn't hear an echo for a long time, only a low sobbing sound.

Deshan turned the shoulders of the person beside him, and when he saw the oval face covered with tears, he panicked all of a sudden, rolled up his sleeves and greeted the other person's face.

"Girl, why are you crying? Let me wipe it for you."

But she had never done such a thing before, and she didn't care about the weight at all. What she called wiping tears was actually kneading the other person's face, and the more she rubbed, the more painful it became.

The crying became louder, and she seemed to realize that she seemed to be doing a disservice, so she immediately stopped her hands and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, are you sick? Or have you been bullied? You and I Say, I'll back you up."

"How can you support me? The person I offended is a high-ranking person. If I tell you, I'm afraid it will hurt you." Lin Jiao pinched the soft flesh on her leg under the quilt, forcing herself to shed more tears , coupled with that hoarse voice, made her make a somewhat pitiful gesture.

"Who the hell is that? Tell me, and I'll definitely make the decision for you." Deshan was almost at the point of patting his chest with his hands.

"Really?" Lin Jiao stopped crying, blinked her eyelashes dripping with tears, and her big watery eyes were full of joy.

Deshan hasn't seen such a vivid face for a long time, "Of course it's true."

Lin Jiao pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "The queen's guess is right, I am indeed from Daqi, and my father is a servant of the Ministry of Rites.

Ever since my father knew that Princess Showa liked...had such special hobbies, he gave me to Princess Showa, and since then I have become a plaything of the princess.

Ma'am, you don't know, that Princess Showa is simply not a human being. She always touches me in front of everyone during the day, makes some obscene gestures to me, and beats and scolds me when there is no one around.You see, these are the traces left by her. "

Lin Jiao lifted up her sleeves, revealing several bruises.

This is what she pinched out just now, I just hope that the princess can be a little more stupid, don't see it through.

Deshan lightly touched those scars with his fingertips, his eyes were filled with unbearable pity: "You must be in pain, right?"

"It hurts, but no matter how painful it is or how sad it is, it's not as sad as my father abandoning me." Lin Jiao put down her sleeves, her eyes drooped, and tears fell silently.

Deshan quickly hugged Lin Jiao, patted her on the back and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry."

It was always others who flattered her and comforted her. She had never comforted someone like this before, and she couldn't say anything other than telling the other party not to cry.

"Don't go back to Sister Showa's place, live in my house, I won't beat you."

It's time to wait for this.

Lin Jiao hesitated for a while before replying, "Thank you Madam."

Deshan let go of her, and said bluntly, "You're welcome, don't call me a princess in the future, just call me Deshan."

"Prince... Deshan, you are so kind." Lin Jiao lowered her head, not daring to look at Deshan, either because the other person's eyes were too sincere, or because of a guilty conscience.

She lied to Deshan.

Deshan is just one of her targets.

"Listen to my arrangement, and I'll let you meet Lin Yu."

Deshan, I'm sorry, I want to see my sister.

***

On the day of Lichun, Tang Yu took all the civil and military officials to the eastern suburbs to welcome the spring.

On the second day of February, Tang Yu wore a grand dragon robe and led all the officials to Huangzhuang to loosen the soil and perform the ceremony of offering sacrifices to farming and hunting.

A row of painters stood on the ridge of the field, painting at their desks, looking at the situation in the field from time to time.

In the picture, Tang Yu wields a whip with his left hand and plows the field with his right hand. The prime minister is leading the cattle in front, and Mr. Tang Ge follows behind, sowing seeds with a basket in one hand and the other in the other.

There are several groups around this combination. The emperor has gone to the fields in person, and the officials can't just stand on the fields with their hands up to appreciate the spring and light like in previous years, and they have to go to the fields to cultivate.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the people are the foundation of the country, so the emperors of all dynasties paid great attention to agricultural production.Greeting the spring in spring, praying for good weather and a bumper harvest is an important activity that everyone from the ninth five to the ninety-five should participate in.

After the farming was over, Tang Yu ordered all the officials to go back to the mansion to rest, but he followed Chen Xiangye to the prime minister's mansion.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

A dignified and quiet lady was sitting in the flower hall of the Chen Mansion, with a sullen look on her face, obviously she was a little annoyed at the arrival of this unexpected guest.

Tang Yu didn't seem to see Madam Chen's dissatisfaction, and said with a smile on his face, "Of course I miss my aunt."

Although she is the emperor and marriage is only a matter of imperial decree, she still hopes to establish a good relationship with her future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so that they will hand over Chen Jia to her willingly, instead of being forced to obey the power of the imperial decree.

The author has something to say: Recently, Kawen wanted to end the sub-cp earlier, but finally found that he could not finish writing within [-] words, so he had to let them go together_(:зゝ∠)_

PS: Chapter 62 is a bug, I forgot to post qaq, this chapter will be released in the future, and will not be repeated for the time being