Midnight

As a princess of Tibet, Seya's life is not bad.After all, the scenery of the capital is much more prosperous than Lhasa, where you live all the year round. There are merchants coming and going, delicious food of different tastes, gadgets that you have never seen before in the streets and alleys, and shops of foreign merchants that are rare on the street corners.Everything opened the eyes of Seya, a lively and cheerful girl.It would be even more perfect if there is no this pretendingly courteous Forte by his side.

There are always some unwelcome things in the princes and nobles, and Seya understands it very well.

It's just that you, a person who has no identity, no status, no force, no talent, and even a lot of money, why are you so proud?Well, she has to admit that Forte is much better than his brother with the upturned nostrils, at least he can read people's faces, right?But, please pay attention, why is she, a Tibetan princess who can definitely marry her brother as long as she stays in the capital?Don't think she didn't see your tenderness when you looked at that ugly Huanzhugege!

It is true that Tibet surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, but it is not so contemptuous.She, Seiya, also has her pride.

Qianlong and Ba Leben tentatively put forward a suggestion to let the younger brother marry instead of the elder brother.Ba Leben was stunned, hesitating a little, what does the emperor of the Qing Dynasty mean?Doesn't the marriage mean that Seya can only be tied to such a man?He also wanted her to inherit his chieftain position!Moreover, this background, too, was also inquired about by someone, so she looked down on Seya too much.

"Your Majesty, it's really not that Ba Leben refuses to agree, it's just Seya's temperament..."

Qianlong squinted his eyes and waved his hands: "I heard that Saya and Fortey have been walking around Beijing every day recently, so they should be familiar with each other."

Ba Leben frowned: "But, this daughter is my favorite, and I still want her to inherit my position."

"Yes, I didn't let you stay in the capital." Qianlong said straightforwardly, "Take it as a gift for Princess Seya."

When you bow your head, it's up to you to deal with it.

"...Yes." Ba Leben felt relieved, since it was a superficial effort, it was nothing.Tibet really doesn't mind raising one more idler.

When Seya heard about this incident when she returned to the station in the evening, she was not as angry as Baleben imagined.

Yes, it's just a gift.

Sure enough, it was his daughter who was polite and caring!Ba Leben sighed, and at the same time ordered him to pack his luggage as soon as possible and prepare to leave for Tibet.

When the imperial decree came to Fu's house, Fu Lun was stunned, Fujin was stunned, and Fu Erkang was still in the palace with his understanding and poetic Ziwei. ?He has dealt with the anger.

People are often selfish, and only after they have preserved themselves can they be in the mood to consider other things.This is especially evident in the Fu family.

Forte's face was so dark that ink dripped out, especially after Fulcan entered the door happily with his head held high.

"Ama, the emperor gave me a promotion, and I am now a first-rank guard with a sword!"

"Hmph—" Vulcan's words were the salt that was sprinkled on Forte's scars. He did not forget where this position came from.It's nothing more than the emperor's compensation to their family, but he sold him and gave the money to his brother... Humph!

"Ertai, what's your attitude? Are you so dissatisfied with my promotion?" Anyone would be unhappy if cold water was thrown on their heads, and Vulkang is very angry now.

"It's none of Ertai's business." Fujin wiped his tears and said, "The emperor ordered Ertai to go to Tibet with Seya!"

"Isn't that great? Ertai, you're going to become a consort!" Vulkang forcefully forced a congratulatory smile. He didn't want the position of consort himself, and he didn't like Seya at all. Bluffing woman.

"Fulkan, you, you are doing well!" Forte turned around and walked out with his sleeves turned. He had seen his brother clearly. If he wanted to show off, he would jump onto the ring. give him.He must have thought that he was going to become Seya's brother-in-law just now?Hahahaha, he is so funny!Why sacrifice him Fulte to fulfill him Fulkan?I became a clown in Tibet for people's entertainment, but he hugged left and right at the feet of the emperor, soaring upwards?

dream!Since Vulkan ruined him, he will definitely drag him along!

Sitting in the upper study, Yong Xin was very unhappy.Anyone who is regarded as a rare treasure and carefully observed will be unhappy, and Yong Xin just showed this unhappiness on his face.Therefore, Ji Xiaolan, who faced Yongzheng's dissatisfaction directly, expressed a lot of pressure.

Why, why, why, why? !Didn't Elder Brother Twelve stop coming to the study?He really has no interest in being a child's life mentor! !Even though she was wailing crazily in her heart, Ji Xiaolan still had the image of an elderly person she could rely on on the surface. "Brother Twelve, what's the problem?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, why are they staring at me?"

Elder Brother Twelve, why do you ask?

The corner of Ji Xiaolan's mouth was twitching, of course, he would not admit it, he glanced at the princes and children present with a smile, and was satisfied to find that they withdrew their eyes and focused on the books in their hands. "Brother Twelve, you read it wrong. They just took a second look just because Brother Twelve hadn't come to class for a long time."

"Is that so?" Yong Xin didn't believe it.

"That's it, trust Master Ji, that's right."

"Oh." Yongzheng nodded.Spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and start writing.

Elder Brother Twelve's handwriting has become more and more powerful!Ji Xiaolan nodded in satisfaction, and then glared away at a boy who was looking this way.And the children of the prince's family are restless!

During the recess, the prince's youngest son, Yongzheng, who had been stared at by Ji Xiaolan just now rushed over, lay down opposite Yongzheng, and looked at him: "Hey, Brother Twelve, do you really not remember? "

"You don't remember!" Yongzhen pushed Yongzhen with one hand, he still has to write, why are you lying here?

"Hey, I'm your cousin Yongpin! Little Twelve must respect his elder brother, don't you, eighth brother?" Yongxuan jokingly looked at Yongxuan at the side.

"Don't call me eighth brother!" Yongxuan frowned, "I heard that your Ama died again?"

"What? Are you going to attend the funeral? That's a good feeling!"

"Go, I'm crazy to go!" Jing sent money to Prince He.

"Ah, starling? Prince He is dead?!" Yong Xing suddenly interrupted and asked.

Yongxuan froze for a moment, and said, "Why, Twelve is going?"

nod.

Yong Xing continued to write his handwriting. Uncle Wu is Amma's younger brother. If he died, Amma would be very sad, right? !Yong Xin will definitely comfort Ama well.