The princess's little white-faced concubine

In the spring of the tenth year of Yonghe, Princess Yuanhua, who hanged herself in the mansion due to unbearable humiliation, was unexpectedly "resurrected". The news shocked the entire capital. The emperor decreed that no one should talk about it. The handling of the crime of the crime blocked the people's mouths for a while, but there were still people talking about it in places that the emperor couldn't control.

Since the eldest princess returned to Beijing, she seldom went out. Some people said that they saw the eldest princess, but Wei Zhaojin, who was only 26 years old, had grown gray hair.

"How can the eldest princess have gray hair? You must have read it wrong."

"I'm afraid you were stimulated by something?"

"Shut up quickly, this kind of thing is something I can talk about later? Do you want to die?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Western Regions, Unaya's bedroom——

Jiang Zhichu was lying on the bed in the shape of a "big" character, staring blankly at the pattern above the palace.

The maid gently pushed open the door of the bedroom, and Wu Naya walked over slowly and sat beside her.

Jiang Zhichu said, "Are you here?"

"En." She responded and then lay down on the bed like Jiang Zhichu.

"What does your world look like now?"

After a long time, Jiang Zhichu said leisurely: "It's pitch black."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Zhichu shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "No, because her appearance is already engraved in my mind, and I won't be lonely with her."

That day Unaya took Jiang Zhichu back to the Western Regions, and it didn't take long for her eyes to gradually blur. Even though Unaya searched for many famous medical herbs, they couldn't cure her, and she has lost her light until today.

Unaya said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my actions were too extreme that day, but... there is no way, you want her to hate you and forget you, this is the best way. "

"You did the right thing. I hope she can really hate me, and I hope she can live a good life."

Although Wu Naya has already left the Central Plains, she has planted an eyeliner in the Central Plains. She has a general understanding of Wei Zhaojin's every move, and she dare not tell the truth to Jiang Zhichu...

The bright amber eyes in the past have faded to gray, she slowly closed them and only rely on her ears to feel the world.

"My life... not long..."

Wu Naya didn't know what kind of mood Jiang Zhichu was in to say this so calmly. All the maidservants in the hall withdrew to wait outside the hall. The whole bedroom was empty, and the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings could even be heard.

The silence made people panic, and Wu Naya didn't feel relieved until the faint sound of breathing came from the person beside her. She got up carefully and left the bedroom.

"There's no need to go in to serve, and then go in when she passes on to you."

"Yes, princess."

As soon as she got out of the palace, there were stars and snowflakes. Wu Naya raised her hand to catch a snowflake, but it turned into a puddle of water as soon as it landed on her palm.

Wu Naya shrank her neck, and said sadly: "Isn't it spring? Why are there still snowflakes?"

The maid Ah Chu who was following her echoed, "The weather this year is indeed a bit weird."

Wu Naya glanced at her, thought for a moment, and said, "Change your name, don't call it Ah Chu."

Ah Chu was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "But didn't you give this name to me, the princess?"

"Change it, you can call it whatever you want, this name belongs to that person."

that person?Who are you referring to?Jiang Zhichu?

The maid Ah Chu didn't understand that the person Wu Naya was talking about was Wei Zhaojin.

Wei Zhaojin hadn't been out of the mansion for several days. Although Wei Xian knew about it, he never dared to come.

After getting out of the early morning, I walked to the door of the eldest princess's mansion in a strange way. Ben was still hesitating whether to go in and have a look, but finally he sighed and turned to leave.

"Are you Wei Xiaoshi?" Yi Qiu asked behind him.

Wei Xian was startled for a moment, he was no longer a young man, he grew his beard and imitated his father's appearance.

"It's me." He turned back.

Seeing that it was indeed him, Yi Qiu instantly wiped away the worry on her face, she hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Little son, you can count yourself here, Your Highness, she..."

"What's the matter, aunt!"

Yiqiu sighed: "You come in with your servant."

Wei Xian nodded and followed her into the mansion, walked past the front yard, the usual scene had long gone, even though it was spring, the flowers in the yard were lifeless, damn it...damn it, only That pot of Chunlan stood out, quietly placed there.

"Your Highness is in the room, go in and have a look." Yi Qiu bowed and retreated.

"Hey?" Wei Xian was not ready yet, and his thoughts were not clear yet, hesitating in front of the door whether to go in or not.

At this moment, a voice came from the room, still so gentle, but a bit haggard besides the gentleness: "Is it Xian'er? Come in."

"Ah... good." He answered and pushed the door open.

Wei Zhaojin's appearance appeared in front of his eyes, still as dignified as usual, but the rice paper he had written in this place made him a little bit at a loss.

"Step on it, it's all wrong writing." Wei Zhaojin said without putting down the brush in his hand.

Wrong thing?Wei Xian bent over to pick it up, and Jiang Zhichu's name was written on it, but there were two dark ink marks on the name, obviously Wei Zhaojin wanted to cross it out.

Wei Xian bent over again and again to pick up the papers on the ground, and put them neatly on the table.

"aunt..."

Wei Xian walked in only to find that Wei Zhaojin's temples were completely white, in stark contrast to the black hair that was as black as a waterfall, and the two willows of white hair pierced into Wei Xian's heart like sharp knives.

Wei Zhaojin interrupted him: "How is the palace recently?"

Wei Xian pursed his lips: "Everything is fine, Auntie doesn't need to worry."

The brush kept sliding on the white paper, and after finishing writing, she scratched it out heavily, and she didn't stop until she couldn't write any more colors.

"Auntie!" Wei Xian snatched the brush from Wei Zhaojin's hand, tears welled up in his eyes.

When Yiqiu was in the courtyard just now, he had already told him the general story of the incident. He never expected that Jiang Zhichu would do such a beastly thing. He only hated himself for not seeing Jiang Zhichu's "true face" earlier. It was in vain that he caused his aunt to suffer such a crime.

"Why did you do it! Are you worth it for a beast?"

A "slap" slap landed on Wei Xian's face, and he looked at Wei Zhaojin in disbelief, at this time she was already in tears.

"I don't allow you to say that about her!"

Wei Xian covered his hot cheeks, and shouted puzzledly: "Auntie! She hurt you like this and you still help her talk?"

"Get out! Get out of here!" Wei Zhaojin pointed to the door and stared at him fiercely, as if looking at some enemy.

"Okay...I'll get out." Wei Xian dropped the writing brush, and the wooden pen holder broke in the middle.

With a "bang", the door was slammed shut, and Wei Zhaojin fell to the ground as if he had lost his support, holding the rice paper with Man Jiang Zhichu's name in his hand.

Large drops of tears wet the rice paper, and the ink stains are blurred by the tears, making it difficult to see its original appearance.

-

"Isn't this the eldest princess of Wei? What do you want to see me for?"

The memory went back to the past, the day Wei Zhaojin and Wu Naya met, that is, two days before Jiang Zhichu left the Central Plains, Wei Zhaojin met Wu Naya in private.

"I already know roughly what you discussed with Xiao Chu."

"what!?"

"Don't be nervous, I mean...you take her away."

"You think so too?"

"What Xiaochu thinks is what I think. I know she doesn't belong to this world. I don't want her to leave with apologies. She wants me to hate her and wants me to live a good life. Then I...why don't I fulfill her wish?"

Wu Naya will never forget what Wei Zhaojin said to her that day in her life. She saw Wei Zhaojin's weakness for the first time, but why is this not a kind of strength?

"Why do you think she loves you so much?"

Wei Zhaojin smiled, looking so brave: "Then let's take a bet, if I win, you can take her back to the Western Regions to make her feel at ease."

"What if I win?"

"Then she belongs to you."

"You're really arrogant."

"Thank you."

It turned out that Wei Zhaojin won.

-

"Princess! No, your guest... something happened!"

"what!"

With just such a sentence, Wu Naya threw off the prince's son and hurried back to the bedroom. The king of the Western Regions punished her heavily after learning about it, but this is all for later.

"Jiang Zhichu! What's wrong with you?" Wu Naya ran to Jiang Zhichu, beads of sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks.

Jiang Zhichu lay on the bed in a daze without any response, like a dead person. At this time, she hadn't noticed Wu Naya's existence at all, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Unaya tremblingly stretched out her hand to sniff her breath, and the next moment she collapsed to the ground.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, but she didn't think about it at all. She shook her head and sobbed uncontrollably, unable to even speak.

In the summer of the tenth year of Yonghe, Wu Naya came to the Central Plains with a wooden box in her arms. The first person she met was the eldest princess of the dynasty, Wei Zhaojin.

Wei Zhaojin is no longer as decadent as before, and her spirit has improved a lot, but her white hair is still shocking.

"I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Unaya pushed the wooden box over.

"This is the method she taught me, and it saved my land in the Western Regions."

Wei Zhaojin's body trembled visibly with the naked eye, and it took a long time for her to recover and hold the wooden box in her arms.

"Thank you." After she finished speaking, she left with the wooden box in her arms.

Wu Naya was not angry either, but just sat there blankly watching her leaving back, unable to recover for a long time.

That day, Wei Zhaojin left the capital without speaking to anyone, leaving only a letter, even her personal maid Yiqiu didn't know where she went.

The letter said: Travel far, don't worry.

The emperor was furious when he found out about this, and sent the shadow guards to look for Wei Zhaojin for several years, and finally found her in a small village in the south of the Yangtze River. She only smiled and refused their invitation to return to Beijing.

"I'm already tired of the bustle, so I went back and told my brother that I'm fine here."

A small courtyard, a vegetable garden, a peasant woman, and a memorial tablet.

She kept her promise and lived a good life. In the 40th year of Yonghe, a young man passed by here to stay overnight, and was startled as soon as he opened the wooden door.

A gray-haired old man was holding a memorial tablet in his hand, and "slept" quietly on the recliner in the courtyard, with a smile on his lips.

The young man came back to his senses and buried the old man and the tablet together. There was no name on the tablet...

The young man sighed: "You must be a beauty when you are young, how could anyone have the heart to abandon you and leave first?"

The scene changed, and Jiang Zhichu woke up in the intensive care ward of a private hospital. She lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't turn around. She couldn't figure out why she couldn't meet that person again. At the same time, did that person go west with the crane?

Every day at three o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor came in to check Jiang Zhichu's physical condition as usual. He was a little overjoyed when he saw the man on the bed opened his eyes, and walked over with a medical flashlight.

"Don't take pictures, I'm fine." She opened the doctor's hand and sat up, shaking her arms to indicate that she was fine.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will call Miss Xu now."

Xu Qing walked in in high heels within less than an hour of the phone call.

Jiang Zhichu greeted her with a smile, Xu Qing nodded and sat down: "Have you seen her?"

Jiang Zhichu's smile froze on his face: "No..."

"What did you say!" Xu Qing bounced up, with anger visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Zhichu chuckled, and comforted him: "Don't worry, don't worry, although I haven't seen her, I have sent a letter to Wu Naya before I died, she is the princess of the Western Regions, she has great powers to find someone It's not difficult, don't worry."

The anger on Xu Qing's face faded, but she was a little disappointed: "I still want to hear her reply..."

"How long has it been?"

Xu Qing glanced at the phone: "A whole month."

Jiang Zhichu was taken aback: "It's only been a month."

Xu Qing threw over a schoolbag, which was full of Jiang Zhichu's clothes and mobile phone: "Pack up and leave the hospital, it's quite expensive to stay for a day."

Jiang Zhichu took the schoolbag and took out the clothes and mobile phone inside: "Tsk, you are so rich, do you care?"

Xu Qing lowered his eyes and laughed: "This is Lin Wan'er's original words."

...cut to death

Everything gradually returned to the right track. Jiang Zhichu returned to school and studied for one year longer than her peers. She was already 25 years old when she graduated. She continued to study while working. Leaving his alma mater to continue teaching.

Everything seemed to have never happened, like a dream, but when she dreamed back at midnight, she always dreamed of the woman who made her worry.

Lin Wan'er asked her many times: "Have you forgotten?"

Her answer is always the same sentence: "I can't forget it."

How can I forget the name that has already been engraved in my heart?I hope she can really live a good life and hate her as she thinks.

-

"Are you also here to listen to Professor Jiang's class?"

"Yes, yes, Professor Jiang is young and beautiful and has no boyfriend..."

"You are a woman, what does it matter if you have a boyfriend?"

"Tsk! Look at Professor Jiang..."

"how?"

"It's not straight at first glance!"

The two little girls whispered together, and they didn't stop talking until the woman on the stage cleared her throat.

Some bold student suddenly raised his hand, Jiang Zhichu nodded to indicate that he could speak.

The boy stood up and asked with a blushing face, "Does Professor Jiang have a boyfriend?"

Jiang Zhichu was startled, then smiled: "Not yet."

Booing started under the podium, it was very noisy, Jiang Zhichu was not angry and quietly waited for the boy to speak.

"Then...then do I have a chance?"

"Huh~" There were boos from the audience.

Jiang Zhichu patted the desk, and the students quieted down.

"There is no chance~"

"Why! Is Professor Jiang so rigid?"

"Pfft" she laughed out loud, "Because I have a girlfriend."

"My God!"

The students were taken aback and began to whisper to each other. After a while, Jiang Zhichu patted the table again and continued to lecture.

After class, the students poured out one after another, but there were still a few boys still sitting in their seats. They racked their brains, but they couldn't imagine that the goddess in their hearts had a girlfriend.

Soon, there was a knock on the door, and a woman in a long white dress walked in slowly, her steps were light and graceful, the boys looked straight at her, they had never seen such a beautiful woman until that When the woman blushed and kissed Jiang Zhichu's lips, they "run away".

Wei Zhaojin took Jiang Zhichu's hand and walked to the parking lot together. Jiang Zhichu opened the car door for her in a gentlemanly way: "Please, my wife."

"Idiot." Wei Zhaojin got annoyed and sat in the co-pilot.

Jiang Zhichu then got into the car and sat in the main driver, kicking the accelerator and the car started.

"How are you, are you still familiar with life here?"

Wei Zhaojin looked out the window and said calmly, "I've been here for three years."

"That's right, my Ah Jin is smart, hey! Go to my house tonight."

Wei Zhaojin turned to look at her in a daze: "So fast?"

Jiang Zhichu raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I'm old too, it's time to get married...and have a baby."

Wei Zhaojin blushed and slapped her lightly on the shoulder: "Who is going to give birth to you!"

"Oh~ then I will give birth."

"rogue!"

The car drove through the bustling city and entered a community. The security guard greeted them kindly, and then the car drove into the underground garage.

"Dong dong!"

The door creaked and opened from the inside, and the six eyes met for a moment, feeling awkward.

"Hello, Auntie."

This was the first time Wei Zhaojin was so embarrassed.

Jiang's mother immediately showed a smile: "What kind of auntie, it's still the same as Xiaochu... let's call her mother."

Two years later, the two held their wedding in New Zealand. There were very few people but they were all important people. Wearing a white wedding dress, Wei Zhaojin walked towards the finish line step by step, and raised his hand to put on Jiang Zhichu's.

Under the solemn reading and questioning of the priest, the two made a promise to each other in this life.

"Ajin, God has mercy on me and gave me a chance to see you again. This time, no matter what, I will not let go of your hand easily."

"Xiao Chu...I came here three years ago. All the new things around me and the crowds made me feel scared, but my subconscious told me that this is the hometown you once said. I made mistakes and was lost but God gave me this chance to live again, it is a redemption for me, this time I will also not let go of your hand... my little boy son-in-law."

The two embraced amid applause from family and friends, and they both shed tears when their lips met.

At the beginning of the river, if we made a mistake, we would be doomed, but fortunately...we didn't miss it.

-

"Jiang Zhichu! Nian Nian peed again, don't you know how to change a diaper?"

Jiang Zhichu squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and honestly accepted his wife's loving "teaching": "My wife, calm down, I'll go now."

As soon as Jiang Zhichu stood up, he was scolded back: "Go back and squat! I will go by myself."

"Yes Yes Yes."

I don't know why there are such rumors in the school: the famous Professor Jiang is actually an ear!

...It must be a student from Sichuan who spread the rumor!Jiang Zhichu vowed that one day the perpetrator of this rumor would be found out!

Later, Professor Jiang posted six words on Weibo: Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors.

The author has something to say: This is the end of the text, thank you for your support all the time, and the extra episode will be posted after May [-] or during May [-] (in fact, I want to go out and have fun.)

I don’t know what this article looks like in everyone’s eyes, but after all, this is my first “child”, and it’s enough if I have intentions. Once again, thank you for your encouragement and support. If you have any opinions, I will give them all. Take a closer look and wish everyone a happy Friday!

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