The Princess's Notebook

While Zhao Feiran and Shiqi Niang were having a pleasant conversation, the news came out that the Crown Prince wanted to invite Wei Shiqilang, and it was not only Wei Shiqilang who received the news.

Well, because Qingyaochi and the small theater were not far apart, Queen Zhou and His Majesty sat still in the same place, just moved to the side to watch Zhao Feiran make fun of himself.

Queen Zhou was dressed up, with her hair covered with pearls and jade, standing on the third floor fence of the stage, laughing happily, "Look, that bastard is handing a piece of dessert to a girl. I have been his mother for many years, but I have never eaten many of his desserts. To be honest, he is not a bastard at all, and he knows how to please a girl."

His Majesty didn't care at first, but he took time out to accompany the queen because he was thinking of her. But after hearing this, he thought the queen was joking, "Atong, don't you know what a dog our son is? He will send snacks to the girl. Don't tell me he poisoned her."

Queen Zhou turned her head and snorted, "I have a hard life. You were nothing in your early years, and the palace was a mess. Now that my son has grown up, it's so difficult to choose a new bride. You said the young lady was noisy. Look, she gets along well with others. What noisy or not, it's just perfunctory."

Seeing that he was being talked about, His Majesty hurried forward and stood beside Queen Zhou to shield her from the wind. "These are all old things. Why are you still talking about them? Now, things are fine."

"I'm not angry. I have to say something. What can you do to me? You can't use other people's mistakes to turn against yourself. I won't talk about you, I won't talk about you. It's infuriating..." Queen Zhou said disdainfully to Zhao Kun, then turned around and talked about her son, "How can this child have time to talk to the young lady? It's not..."

Having said this, he seemed to have thought of something and immediately asked someone to inquire.

Seeing her anxious, Zhao Kun poured cold water on her, "The whole palace is talking about him and Wei Shiqilang. Could it be that he has changed his personality? Don't even think about it. This Crown Princess will have a hard time."

Queen Zhou glared at him, and Zhao Kun smiled awkwardly, "Didn't you just say that Wei Shiqilang has a sister who looks very similar to you? What do you think?"

"No matter what, your son thinks the young lady is his sister! What an idiot!"

As the queen was speaking, she suddenly saw Shiqi Niang beside the Qingyao Pool saying something. Her silly son was so happy that his eyebrows and eyes drooped, but he tried hard to hold back. At the end, he seemed to scold the young lady. The young lady was not angry either, and continued to say nice things.

Queen Zhou nodded at Zhao Kun. "Look, I said he was a fool, wasn't I right? His mouth is almost stretched to the back of his head, but his face is still dark. He's not afraid of scaring people away. He's just like his father."

Zhao Kun felt wronged, "It's none of my business. It's him..."

"What about him? He is not your son. You weren't so irritating back then!" Queen Zhou scolded with a frown.

His Majesty responded with good temper, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. It's my fault that I didn't give birth to this child well and gave him such a bad temper."

Queen Zhou did not let go, "What else?"

"What else? What else?" Zhao Kun looked down quickly.

But the young lady ate a piece of honeydew melon, with some crumbs hanging from the corner of her mouth. And her silly son stared at her, not even glancing at anything else.

"Look, Atong, look quickly. I think the matter you mentioned should have some clues." Zhao Kun said this, and saw that the little palace maid who was outside to get information had returned, so he quickly called her over and asked, "Is it clear now?"

The little palace maid said, "Your Majesty, the young lady beside the Qingyao Pool is the seventeenth daughter of Wang Kang, the Minister of Guanglu Temple. She is fourteen years old and has not yet married."

Zhao Kun: "Who? Guanglu Temple Secretary? Who led her into the palace?"

"Mrs. Wang Du, the Minister of War."

Before Zhao Kun could say anything, Empress Zhou sighed, "Alas, how could such a good girl be born in such a family? She wasted her time." After that, as if she knew that Kun didn't know the rumors, she talked about the interesting things in the fourth master's family in Xuandefang Wangfu. There were many young ladies, but only two or three sons, and even if you had a penny, you had to drink a few sips... Zhao Kun frowned when he heard all these.

"Atong, how do you know this?"

"Jing'an told me. Since she got married, we have discovered many interesting things in Kyoto." Looking at Zhao Kun, "I have more, do you want to hear it?"

Zhao Kun said disdainfully, "You are already a grandmother, and you still listen to these things, you!"

Queen Zhou took a deep breath and shouted, "What about me? Speak up! The political discussion in Changyang Palace is about to fall on me. Zhao Kun, you..."

Your Majesty thought to himself: We must not let her speak again!
He quickly looked towards Zhao Feiran of Qingyaochi, "Atong, look, this bastard, just when he said that he might have some clues, he brought Wei Shiqilang here."

Queen Zhou didn't mean to do anything to him, and her anger faded in an instant, and she followed Zhao Kun's gaze. Sure enough, Wei Shiqilang not only came, but also stood guard at the entrance of Qingyao Pool with Song Dajian.

Queen Zhou suddenly became furious, "I won't watch it anymore. Just leave that bastard alone!"

Zhao Feiran, who was standing by the Qingyao Pool, saw Wei Shiqilang. For some reason, he felt a little regretful when he got close to him, and didn't want to ask someone to come over to let Wang Shiqiniang see him. His desire to see her regret and see her down and out suddenly became a mess. He felt depressed.

So he said without thinking, "Young lady, you have no knowledge, it would be okay for you to come to the palace and see the world before leaving." He stood up like a gust of wind and left without waiting for anyone to reply.

Shiqi Niang: Why is this guy crazy? He was fine just now.

After taking three or five steps, Zhao Feiran suddenly felt like he was running away. He cursed himself angrily, thinking that it was inappropriate for a young lady to confuse him like a prince, the heir to the throne.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't swallow it. At first, he blamed himself for being careless. But as he finished the path and turned to the trail leading to the small theater, he felt that it must be the young lady's fault. Whenever he met her, it was not good. He didn't know when he would see her next time, so he took advantage of the good weather today to solve the problem at once.

It was a coincidence that when Zhao Feiran turned a corner and entered the small theater, he saw his cousin Zhu Ruoli rushing in. This cousin was the daughter of Empress Zhou's younger sister, and she had never been able to talk to Zhao Feiran. This was even more so now.

Zhu Ruoli: "Your Highness." Sweet voice, cold words. If she hadn't received the order from Queen Zhou or her own mother, she would definitely not come here.

Zhao Feiran stood still and stopped moving forward, looking very disgusted. "Where are you going?"

Zhu Ruoli was flattered that her cousin took the initiative to talk to her. However, they had been cousins ​​for many years, so they had some tacit understanding. Zhao Feiran was definitely not asking about her where she was going, but about some arrangements.

"But please, Your Highness."

"Magic!" Zhao Feiran, contrary to his usual behavior, did not give any instructions. Seeing the young lady standing by his side, he took a step further and made a detour before entering.

The young lady was stunned on the spot and forgot to react for a moment.

After taking two more steps forward, Zhao Feiran saw no one following him. He did not even turn his head and asked, "What's wrong? Is your leg broken?"

Zhu Ruoli frowned and waved his hands repeatedly, "Cousin...Your Highness, I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Please congratulate the Queen on my behalf." He walked away as if escaping.

Slowly walking up the stairs, Zhao Feiran turned back when he heard the young lady walking away. What caught his eyes was the young lady's fluttering skirt, as if she was running away, and her front and back feet were almost unsteady. With a soft hum, the anger finally dissipated a little. Then he walked to see Queen Zhou.

When Zhao Feiran entered the third floor and leaned against the railing, he saw his father was there and he greeted him casually, "Father."

"Come here, little bastard." Zhao Kun waved.

Your Majesty is old, not as fit as he used to be, and a little fat. Zhao Feiran had seen this title for many years, which seemed like a scolding, but also like a loving one, and he was used to it.

"Father, are you testing me on my knowledge?"

"You bastard! I heard that your mother worked so hard to find a bride for you, but you were not happy and left her alone to relax." Although he still spoke in a normal way, he unconsciously carried some majesty.

Seeing this, Zhao Feiran replied seriously, "Father, my son is looking for a new wife. This is a major national event and should be done with extreme caution. It's not that my son doesn't want to, it's just that mother is a little anxious. If I find a good one, my son will be willing to settle down with her."

While Zhao Feiran was looking down, Zhao Kun winked at Queen Zhou and said, "Let me ask for you."

"Oh, so it's not that you don't want to, but that you haven't met the right young lady. If that's the case, go out and relax. There are so many young ladies inside and outside Chunyang Palace. Have you met one or two that suit your taste?"

"Father, what are you talking about? I just went to Qingyaochi to get some fresh air. How could I..." As he said this, he suddenly thought of what His Majesty and His Majesty must have seen to ask such a question. He immediately said, "I just met a blind young lady and said a few words to her. It's nothing."

Queen Zhou and Zhao Kun both smiled. Zhao Kun took the Queen's hand and held it in his palm. "What young lady is so ignorant? To be honest, the young lady can't do anything. Her parents and brothers should bear the responsibility for their poor teaching."

There was no anger in Zhao Kun's words. If it were normal, Zhao Feiran would not take it seriously, but now he didn't understand.

He hurriedly said, "Father, the young lady is so bold. I have already scolded her. Father always said that as the crown prince, one should be lenient to others. I think it is better not to scold her again."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kun looked at Queen Zhou and laughed.

Zhao Feiran was confused, "Father?"

Turning his head to look at his silly son, Zhao Kun smiled even more happily, "Atong, look at him. He is as stupid as a pig."

Seeing the child's confused face, Queen Zhou pulled Zhao Kun to stop his laughter, and asked Zhao Feiran with a smile and concern: "Which young lady is this, and when did you meet her? Tell me about it."

Queen Zhou had a smile on her face and was extremely earnest, which made Zhao Feiran uncomfortable. For a moment he thought that there must be some big event that he didn't know about yet.

So he said vaguely: "Mother, she is just a stupid little girl, she shouldn't be like this. She also lied to me and looked at me as if I didn't know. Humph, I just don't want to bother with her."

The queen's smile disappeared immediately, "Stupid little lady?!"

Zhao Feiran spoke truthfully, "It is true. I never lie to you."

After these words were spoken, Zhao Kun smiled and walked away two steps, fearing that something bad might happen and he couldn't bear to see this stupid guy become the crown prince.

Queen Zhou was speechless: Idiot, your whole family are idiots.

(End of this chapter)