It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

The eunuch repeated: "The slave overheard that day that the emperor seemed to intend to marry Lord Lin's daughter to Lord Han after the draft."

Chu Muqing clenched her fists, her knuckles turned white, "I know, let's go down."

"Yes, the slave will leave."

After the eunuch went down, the cold light in Chu Muqing's eyes gradually subsided.He got up and went out of the study, and summoned his servants, he said in a cold voice: "Prepare the sedan chair, the king wants to enter the palace."

The servants were ordered to prepare the sedan chair, and Chu Muqing entered the palace.

Chu Ruihong saw that Chu Muqing had come to the imperial study, his face was displeased, "Why did the emperor come here?"

"The emperor is drafting the show today, and the minister is free, so he went into the palace to have a look."

"The emperor's uncle came at an inappropriate time, and the embroidered girl has already been chosen."

Chu Muqing looked at Chu Ruihong behind the case, "Which beauties did the emperor choose?"

Chu Ruihong handed the list written on paper to the eunuch next to him, and the eunuch presented it to Chu Muqing, "I have drawn up the list, please look it over, Uncle Emperor."

Chu Muqing glanced casually, raised her head and said: "As far as I know, among the batch of embroidered women selected into the palace, the daughter of Zuo Shaoqing Lin Hexu of Dali Temple is the most beautiful, and she is not on this list." The minister is very curious about her name, why didn't the emperor choose her?"

Chu Ruihong said unhurriedly: "I may not be pleasing to the eyes of the woman that the emperor likes. This is my draft, so the emperor also wants me to choose according to your wishes."

Chu Muqing chuckled, and said: "The emperor's selection is naturally according to the emperor's wishes. I am just a little curious. This Mrs. Lin's daughter is one of the most beautiful in the capital. In addition to her talents and virtues, she is famous far and wide. I am afraid that the ministers will also agree. This king has the same question? However, if the emperor doesn't like it, I have nothing to say."

Chu Muqing used the ministers of the court to pressure him again. Chu Ruihong was anxious, but he couldn't express it. He took a deep breath and said, "I don't like Lin Hexu's daughter, because I don't want to take what others like."

"Oh?" Chu Muqing raised her eyebrows.

Chu Ruihong moved out Han Zixiao, "Han, Yushi Zhongcheng, has admired Lin Hexu's daughter Lin Yumei for a long time, and misses her every day, like crazy, I just want to fulfill him."

Chu Muqing's face was extremely ugly, "I miss you every day, like crazy?"

Chu Ruihong said: "Master Han is infatuated, and I have promised him that I will issue a marriage order in a few days."

Chu Muqing clenched her fists tightly, and said word by word: "I think the emperor has to think twice about bestowing a marriage."

Chu Ruihong was about to speak, but Chu Ruiqing did not expect to speak first, "I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

Seeing the back of Chu Muqing going out, Chu Ruihong felt annoyed, and muttered in his mouth, I want to see how long you can be arrogant!

Chu Muqing left the palace with a dark face, and ordered the bearers to go to the Han Mansion, but halfway there, she told the bearers to go back to the mansion.

Unexpectedly, after returning to the mansion, Han Zixiao was already waiting at the mansion.

Han Zixiao's face was full of spring breeze, completely ignoring Chu Muqing's dark face, arched his hands and said: "I have seen the prince."

Chu Muqing thought of what Chu Ruihong said just now, and felt agitated, "What are you doing here?"

Han Zixiao still smiled, "I haven't played chess for many days, and I really miss the days of playing chess with the prince and tasting tea, so I came here with the cheek."

Where did Chu Muqing have time to play chess, she glanced coldly at Han Zixiao, and said to herself, "I heard that the daughter of Mr. Lin, Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, is both talented and beautiful. If Mr. Han is busy, why don't you go find her?" Play chess?"

Han Zixiao felt that Chu Muqing's words were inexplicable, so he was taken aback before he laughed, "Your Highness is joking, Master Lin's daughter is a embroidered daughter, how dare I offend you."

"What? The emperor intends to promise Mr. Lin's daughter to Mr. Han, but Mr. Han doesn't know about it?"

"This..." Han Zixiao was speechless. Didn't it mean that Chu Ruihong had already made an order after the draft?

Seeing his blank look, Chu Muqing sneered, "I heard that Mr. Han is infatuated with the daughter of the Lin family. Wouldn't it be because he was so happy that he couldn't even speak if he was granted a marriage by the emperor?"

Chu Muqing was aggressive, Han Zixiao felt it was hard to resist, "Of course not."

Chu Muqing didn't know where to vent the sullenness in her heart, and she felt very uncomfortable. She had tried to be so angry in the past 26 spring and autumn.

Han Zixiao secretly glanced at Chu Muqing's face, wondering what kind of stimulation he had received, and why he was so abnormal today when he was not surprised by anything.Han Zixiao remembered that Uncle Song had just said that Chu Muqing had entered the palace, could it be that he was having trouble with the emperor?It seems that today's game is impossible, Han Zixiao thinks it's better to get out early, otherwise the regent's anger from the emperor will be taken on his own head, and he will be taken advantage of.

Han Zixiao coughed lightly, and said, "I remember that there are still some official documents in the house that I haven't read, so I'll take my leave first."

Chu Muqing watched him bid farewell, and said coldly: "It turns out that Mr. Han came to my palace today, just to tell me that there are still some official documents that I haven't read."

Han Zixiao's face was full of embarrassment, if there was a hole in the bottom, he could just make do with it, but there was no hole on the ground, he said: "I came here today to play chess with the prince, but seeing that the prince is in a bad mood, I will I want to let the prince be alone and quiet, without disturbing him."

Chu Muqing turned around and stared at him, "Then do you know why this king is in a bad mood?"

Han Zixiao took a small step back subconsciously, guessing in his heart that the regent was probably annoyed by the emperor's draft, but he couldn't say it clearly, he just said weakly: "The lower officials are dull."

"Stupid?" Chu Muqing frowned, "You are indeed so stupid that there is no cure."

"My lord taught me a lesson." Han Zixiao really didn't want to stay here to vent his anger on the regent, but he couldn't just leave, otherwise it would be difficult to get close in the future.

"Didn't you say there are still official documents to read?"

"Yes, there are indeed official documents that have not been read." Han Zixiao seized the opportunity and cupped his hands, "Then I will leave now."

Han Zixiao bid farewell, wishing he could fly away.He thought in his heart that they, uncle and nephew, were really troublesome. Chu Ruihong was angry with the regent on weekdays and always threw things to vent his anger. The regent looked very calm on the surface, but I'm afraid he was too angry today, so he decided to Take him out.

Han Zixiao was sandwiched between them, both sides could not offend, very depressed.

After Han Zixiao left, Chu Muqing stood alone in the hall for a long time.

Uncle Song stepped forward and called softly, "My lord."

Chu Muqing regained her senses, "Send a cup of hot tea to Ben Wang's study."

"Yes." Uncle Song looked at Chu Muqing's back as he went out, and sighed softly. Even though he had quarreled with the emperor in recent years, he was never so irritable today.

Chu Muqing was sitting in the study with a teacup in his hand, looking at a green leaf outside the study, thinking of those days in the south of the Yangtze River, Han Zixiao's words and deeds, every move he made in his heart.

Thinking about it, the cup of tea in his hand was already completely cold, but he had never taken a sip. The setting sun outside the window reflected the mountain red, and the room gradually darkened.

Not long after, Uncle Song reminded him outside the study, "My lord, it's time to eat."

Chu Muqing put down the teacup in his hand, opened the door, and Uncle Song stood outside the door, he said: "Tomorrow you will go to the Han Mansion to propose marriage for the king, and all etiquette will follow the folk rules for marriage proposal."

Twenty-six times out of ten the regent has never married a wife, and when he suddenly mentioned that he was going to propose marriage, Uncle Song was very happy and asked, "Which Han family is the prince referring to?"

Chu Muqing said lightly, "Censor Zhongcheng's residence."

Uncle Song bowed his body and asked: "Forgive me for asking too many questions, which girl from Mr. Han's house is the prince going to marry? What's her name?"

"My surname is Han, and my first name is Zixiao."

Uncle Song was full of surprise, but he still couldn't react, "My lord...this..."

"What's wrong?"

Uncle Song shook his head, "It's nothing serious, this old slave will go and make arrangements."

Han Zixiao returned to the mansion from the palace in a palanquin, and as soon as he stepped into the mansion gate, Zhang Bo, the steward, rushed over, "My lord, you are finally back, there are people from the palace, and they have been waiting at the mansion for a long time. .”

Han Zixiao walked towards the mansion, and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Zhang Bo, who followed behind bowed his body, said: "I didn't say this, and the old slave didn't ask."

Han Zixiao entered the middle hall, there was indeed someone waiting in the hall.He recognized that person, it was Uncle Song who was in charge of the palace.

When Uncle Song saw Han Zixiao, he immediately stood up and bowed, "Master Han." The middle-aged woman sitting next to him also stood up and saluted.

Han Zixiao hurriedly cupped his hands in return, "Mr. Han has some official duties, so I'm sorry for the delay and keeping you waiting."

"Master Han is busy with business, so it doesn't matter if the old slave waits."

Han Zixiao glanced at the middle-aged woman next to him, wondering why Uncle Song came to his house, so he asked directly, "I don't know what Uncle Song is talking about when he comes to the humble house?"

Uncle Song smiled, and cupped his hands, "The old slave came to the mansion to propose marriage under the order of the prince."

Propose marriage?Han Zixiao felt baffled, and then smiled, "There is indeed a younger sister in Suzhou's family, but she married a woman last year, and now Han is alone in the capital, I wonder whose relative the lord is going to mention?"

Uncle Song said with a deeper smile, "Of course it's Master Han."

Han Zixiao let out a dry laugh, "Chaotang and Han are both Yushi Zhongcheng and Liu Qing and Master Liu, and there is indeed a daughter in his house who is waiting for a boudoir. From Han's point of view, Uncle Song must have misunderstood it. The original intention of the prince is to go to Lord Liu's residence to propose marriage."

Uncle Song shook his head, "This old servant did not misunderstand, it is indeed according to the prince's intention to propose marriage to Master Han."

"This..." Han Zixiao's face froze, and he said again: "Marriage is not a trifling matter, can Uncle Song be sure?"

"It's absolutely true, how dare the old slave misrepresent the meaning of the prince."

Han Zixiao only felt three thunderbolts strike from above his head, and he became dizzy and turned around for no reason.