flawless

Chapter 74
Princess Yinchuan was full of dissatisfaction, but no matter how arrogant she was, she was still afraid of the emperor, so she could only swallow her anger and kowtow to thank her.She had just finished kowtowing, and the waiter in the horse made a "please" gesture to her sternly and selflessly, "Your Highness, please, the emperor ordered the servants to take you directly to Baoqing Palace." Princess Yinchuan forced a smile, " Please allow me to bid farewell to the queen mother..." At this moment, Princess Yinchuan knew that the emperor had no hope, but she still hoped that the queen could say a few words for her, and the emperor would take back her order if she failed.The waiter Ma Nei refused expressionlessly, "The emperor has ordered that the princess go directly to Baoqing Palace, and there is no need to say goodbye to the empress." Princess Yinchuan had no temper at all in front of the waiter Mane, so she had to bow her head in resignation.

Princess Linchuan bid her farewell politely, "Cousin, go slowly, cousin, take care. If my sister can see the emperor, she will find a way to intercede with you; if the plea fails, she will also try to visit you." Yinchuan The princess was very grateful, "My sister has a heart."

She followed Ma Nei and the others to the outside of the maple forest.Before leaving, she turned her head and stared at Wuxia resentfully.

Wuxia made a big face at her, looking very funny.

Princess Yinchuan really wanted to scold this ignorant little girl, but it was a pity that Ma Nei was there, and she didn't dare because Ma Nei was intimidated by Ma Nei's majesty. Same as spitting in front of the emperor, it is courting death.

Princess Yinchuan turned and left full of grief and indignation.

"Aspirations are not rewarded, you will die before you leave school." Wu Xia looked at her back, and sighed in her heart.

Her eyes were as bright and bright as the stars in the summer night sky, full of pity.

Princess Linchuan turned her head to look over, and saw the flawless little girl in a light purple dress, standing pretty under the maple tree, as lovely as lilacs with slender branches.

On the bluestone steps in front of the West Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, a seven or eight-year-old boy was struggling to walk up.

The reason why he was struggling was because he held a child in his arms.

The child was about two years old, with a long face and a wide forehead, and he didn't look very pretty.

The boy is extremely beautiful.He has a handsome and straight figure, and his facial features are beautiful, especially those peach blossom eyes that seem to be drunk but not drunk, black and white are not clear, but they are misty, watery, and very ecstasy.

His skin is very white, as crystal clear as the first snow in winter, and as delicate and firm as fine thin-bodied jade porcelain. Seeing him, one can inexplicably think of a poem, "I am only afraid that the wind will blow away, and I will worry about the sun's burn."

Worried that a gust of wind would blow him away, and worried that the sun would come out and melt him.

Behind the boy were more than a dozen anxious palace servants, but none of them dared to step forward.There was a court lady with a long face and a sweet appearance who bravely walked over to accompany the smiling face, "Your Highness, can I hold the little princess for you, please?" The boy ignored her, still holding the child with difficulty, and walked up the steps step by step. go up.

The little princess in his arms blinked and ate his fingers with relish, as if they were the supreme delicacy in the world.

After finally holding the child up to the steps, there were thin beads of sweat on the boy's forehead.The maid hastily took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat for him, but he looked over coldly, the maid trembled in fright, and withdrew her face.

The boy looked down at the child in his arms, and said softly: "Sister, brother will take you to see the emperor."

The child grinned at him openly, as if in agreement.

The boy hugged his sister and walked to the warm pavilion, and the servant hurriedly opened the curtain for him, "Your Highness, please slow down, slow down, can you hug the little princess? Do you need the help of your servant?"

(End of this chapter)