The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 330 The jealous goldfish is the cutest!

Back in the palace, Jing Yu went to the 'Fenghua Palace' which is adjacent to Feilong Palace.

'Fenghua Palace' used to be the residence of the late emperor's favorite concubine. Wei Mingwu used to live there. Since Emperor Zi ascended the throne, this palace has been vacant. Now Ziyuan is arranged here, and the concubine is directly sealed. Just waiting to hold a wedding with the princess of An Nanguo next month, her love for her is self-evident.

It took only half a day, and the whole palace was going viral.

The future empress who was once favored is about to fall out of favor, and this new concubine who is close to the palace is the emperor's favorite.

"Zi Yuan!" When Jing Yu entered the 'Fenghua Palace', she was lazily lying on a bed of noble concubines with her head propped up, her slender figure graceful and charming.

Hearing the call, she couldn't help but put on a smile on her face, sat up from the couch, and bowed gracefully, "See Your Majesty."

"Exemption."

Jing Yu waved his hand, picked a soft chair and sat down.

The maid serving him made tea for him, and he took a sip, "Do you like this palace?"

"I like it very much, Your Majesty." Zi Yuan's face flushed slightly.

"Do you really not remember what happened before?"

Zi Yuan shook her head, and then said: "Your Majesty, although Zi Yuan doesn't remember the past, but seeing the Emperor has an inexplicable sense of intimacy."

"Zi Yuan, you are back. I don't want to mention the past. From now on, I will make it up to you." After a pause, he continued: "It's just that Alice saved my life, and it's another Princess Annan, so..."

"Zi Yuan knows it all, Your Majesty."

"Well, I still have something to do. You should rest well and prepare for your wedding next month." Jing Yu relieved her teacup, waved to her and walked out of the palace.

Watching the slender figure disappear, the corners of Zi Yuan's mouth slightly raised, and the eyes flashed brightly.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard someone report that 'the imperial concubine has arrived'.

As soon as Zi Yuan adjusted her clothes, she saw Wei Mingwu walking in slowly, with a faint smile on her face.

"See the imperial concubine."

"The emperor conferred the title of concubine to you, and you are all sisters of your own family. You are welcome. From now on, my younger sister can just call me my elder sister."

"Well, sister." Zi Yuan pursed her lips lightly, with a smile on her face.

"I heard that you don't remember the past, so it's not bad. In fact, we also met before, you and this palace..." Wei Mingwu hesitated, and then stopped the next words, "What's wrong in the future? If you want anything, you can come to me.”

"Thank you sister."

"You are welcome, you and I are both from Weiguo." Suddenly thinking that Weiguo has long since ceased to exist, he smiled astringently, "Don't worry, I will take good care of you from now on."

Zi Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again, "My sister is very grateful to have my elder sister go to Buddha."

After Wei Mingwu left, she looked at the distant sky and sighed slightly.

Lost memory, really different.

Brother Huang, the woman you love still failed to accompany you to the end.

In this harem, there are dangers everywhere, and I will help you guard him.

**
Helped Xiao's mother get acupuncture for seven consecutive days, and sure enough, she recovered from her illness.

People don't know whether to be happy or worried.

Mother Xiao, who has not recovered, can still see a smile on her face.

Mother Xiao, who has recovered, has accepted the fact that her daughter has left her, but locks herself in the house every day.

Even so, General Xiao's family is still grateful to Mo Ziyuan.

The prince and princess of An Nanguo yearned for the Spring Festival of Daxia very much, and the little princess was going to marry Zidi of Daxia in the next year, so Zidi arranged for them to live in the palace for a while.

There are folk rumors that the little princess of An Nanguo is proficient in medical skills. During the Zidi expedition, she saved the dying emperor and took good care of her day and night, making Zidi fall in love with her. It was later learned that the magic doctor was the little princess An Nanguo who went on a school trip. .

It is said by the people that Zidi and the princess are a couple made in heaven, and the love between the two has become a good story among the people.

Mo Ziyuan's current identity is not only the little princess of Annan Kingdom, but also the future empress of Daxia Kingdom.

It's just that the two haven't officially married yet, after Mo Ziyuan healed Xiao's mother, she returned to the palace and was taken to be with Prince Luo Nanxing.

Today is New Year's Eve, and there is a banquet in the palace.

Mo Ziyuan attended the event dressed as a princess.

At the banquet, singing and dancing was peaceful.

Regarding the sudden addition of two brothers and sisters in name, Mo Ziyuan felt a little awkward.

"Little sister." Luo Nanxing called "little sister" fluently, beckoning to her, motioning for her to sit beside her.

Mo Ziyuan glanced at the majestic man in the bright yellow dragon robe on the dragon throne.

Their eyes met, and they looked at him from a distance, silent for a moment.

Jing Yu took the fine wine in her hand and turned towards Prince Annan.

"Prince, tonight is my Daxia's New Year's Eve. May Daxia and Annan live in harmony and enjoy peace forever."

"This prince respects the emperor, and it is our country's fortune to be married to the emperor."

Jing Yu smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Princess Alice of your country is gentle and quiet, beautiful and dignified, and I am very pleased with her."

Mo Ziyuan raised her eyebrows when she heard the words of praise.

This is how it looks like another person.

"Little sister, my sister toasts you a glass and wishes you happiness." Luo Nanwei held the wine cup with both hands.

Mo Ziyuan couldn't refuse, so she took a wine glass full of wine on the desk, raised her head and drank it down, "Thank you."

After drinking a cup, her heart churns endlessly.

Glancing over the mat inadvertently, he met Jing Che's bottomless black eyes, which shone with a faint light, which made people feel uneasy.

Immediately lowering her head, she pretended to be casually talking to her elder sister Luo Nanwei.

"Alice..." Rou Jia walked over excitedly and pulled Mo Ziyuan out of the banquet.

Out of the main hall, the view is extremely wide, with long corridors and pavilions, rockery and green stones, and flowers and trees.

The two walked side by side by the lake.

"I'm sorry, little Aizi, I heard the princess in the emperor's edict, and thought it was Luo Nanwei, but I didn't expect you to be the princess of An Nanguo."

"It's okay." Mo Ziyuan stroked Roujia's apologetic cheek.

"Little Aiko, you are so kind. You have become the queen, and we can play together in the future."

Roujia is very optimistic, she feels excited just thinking about it.

"Roujia, it's not like you have someone you like, and you won't be able to marry sooner or later."

"It's okay, anyway, Nalan Mansion is not far away."

"The person you like is Nalan Junruo?"

"Well, it's that nerd."

"I never thought that you would fall in love with him."

Speaking of Nalan Junruo, Rou Jia had a happy face, "Xiao Aizi, the feeling of ecstasy you mentioned is indeed very good."

Mo Ziyuan staggered, and the corners of her lips twitched.

Unexpectedly, the decent Nalan Junruo would one day be wiped clean by the little princess.

After a long silence, he said, "What are your plans with him?"

"He wants to divorce, but his parents don't want to. Anyway, it's deadlocked now, let him worry about it."

Mo Ziyuan smiled lowly, and was about to say something.

"Roujia, the prince of Annan Kingdom is looking for you."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind.

"Why is that bastard looking for this princess?" Rou Jia glanced at Mo Ziyuan suspiciously, and said again: "Little Aizi, I'll go meet him!"

After Rou Jia left, Jing Che didn't leave, nor did she intend to go forward.

"Is something wrong?"

As if he didn't hear it, he still stood still, standing alone, letting the skirt of his clothes fly, his eyes only fixedly looked in one direction, his lips were tightly pursed, and he was extremely stern.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Mo Ziyuan's eyes, and she wanted to leave.

But he suddenly said, "You said that you will come to see Xiao Ye."

Mo Ziyuan paused slightly when she stepped out, "I've been a little busy these days."

"Yes, the future empress is naturally very busy."

"Xiaoye, how are you?" For Tuobaye, Mo Ziyuan has always been guilty, she brought him out, but did not take care of him.

She had promised him that she would take care of him.

Jing Che glanced at her indifferently, and said nonchalantly, "He's sick."

"What? Sick..." Mo Ziyuan trembled slightly, "I, go and see him."

Just as he was speaking, the steps under his feet had already moved.

"My lord is with you." Jing Che caught up with her and followed.

Inside the carriage, Mo Ziyuan looked anxious.

Jing Che looked at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "Alice, the position of queen is not as good as you think."

Mo Ziyuan's body froze slightly, "What do you want to say?"

Prince An pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "She is back, you don't know how much my seventh brother loves that woman. You are in the inner courtyard of the palace, fighting with all kinds of women every day. You really like that life?"

"I……"

"Alice, come back to me." Prince An suddenly held her hand, his slender fingers hooked in her palm unintentionally, and smiled softly.

Mo Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat, her brows raised, and she withdrew her hand fiercely. Seeing him bring up the old matter again, "Prince An, I am the future empress, please be respectful."

"Respect? Is that position really that important?"

"The important thing is not the position, but the person in my heart."

"You don't have half of my place in your heart?"

"You are his brother."

"If I wasn't his younger brother, wouldn't you say a word to me?" Jing Che smiled sadly.

He is the majestic prince of Da Xia, and women have always surrounded him.

Hearing the anger in his words, Mo Ziyuan felt that everything he said was wrong, so she simply fell silent.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and Wang Ye no longer spoke or looked at her.

But Roujia heard Prince An's words, but she didn't see Prince Annan's figure after searching for half a circle.

I planned to give up and go to find Nalan Junruohua during the banquet, but suddenly a clear voice came from behind.

"His Royal Highness, are you looking for this prince?"

Rou Jia suddenly turned around, and sure enough, she saw Luo Nanxing, who was tall and tall, dressed in a black belt, and graceful and lofty, was waving to her.

"Say something quickly, and fart quickly." Roujia gave him a gouged look rebelliously.

"The princess is really... outspoken." Luo Nanxing kept smiling, but Roujia felt that the smile was very dazzling.

I wanted to stab him a few more times, but thought that he was Alice's brother, so I endured it again, "If the prince is fine, this princess will not accompany him."

"The princess is so anxious, is she going to meet her lover?" Luo Nanxing's voice was light, but it made Roujia stagger.

He approached slowly, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "My prince, I want to marry you."

Roujia's face was as red as a prawn, and her eyes became anxious immediately, "It's up to you?"

Reckless, she was about to punch his strong chest, but she took it into her arms and brought her lips close to her ear, "The princess is so passionate, this king likes it so much."

Rou Jia was imprisoned by her vigorously, unable to break free at all, she could only stare at him angrily, "Your Highness, why are you so shameless?"

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt a cold gaze, and my expression froze immediately.

Nalan Junruo stood firmly not far away, his clothes fluttering in the wind, staring at this strange scene.

Her actions with Luo Nanxing are very ambiguous.

"Junruo." Seeing Nalan Junruo turning around and leaving, Roujia felt anxious.

"Let go." That nasty Luo Nanxing didn't let go.

"It seems that I was misunderstood by your lover, Zensheng is better? Would you like this prince to explain a thing or two for you." Luo Nanxing suggested from the side.

"Let go of me!" Roujia roared angrily.

Seeing her getting angry in a hurry, Luo Nanxing let go.

"Remember, I won't let you go." When Rou Jia left, she still didn't forget to turn her head and warn her.

Following the place where he left just now, he searched around a few times, but he didn't see Nalan Junruo either.

Roujia secretly sighed, this nerd runs so fast.

**
Mo Ziyuan came to Prince An's mansion impatiently, expecting to see a sickly Tuobaye.

Unexpectedly, I saw him waving a kitchen knife in the kitchen.

Mo Ziyuan crossed her hips, looking at the jumping figure, there was no trace of illness.

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

"I invite you to eat dumplings." Tuobaye walked up to her, looking at her with big eyes.

"Children can't lie, and this is too dangerous, give it to me!" Mo Ziyuan snatched the kitchen knife from Tuobaye's hand, "Want to eat dumplings? My sister will make them for you."

Tuobaye gouged out the silent man beside him, "My lord, you can't lie."

Jing Che coughed lightly, showing a little embarrassment on his usually calm face.

"My lord, come and help!" Prince An cleaned his hands, and fought beside Mo Ziyuan.

With free rough labor, of course Mo Ziyuan will squeeze it hard, let him mince meat for a while, and let him wash the vegetables for a while.

Unexpectedly, the well-clothed and well-fed prince would allow her to order him without complaint.

**
At the banquet, what you said and what I said were all clichés over wine, but the atmosphere was very good. After changing glasses, unknowingly, after three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little tipsy.

Jing Yu helped his forehead, and glanced at the people who were sitting down, "Masters continue to drink, my head is windy, I'm going to rest first." Then he said to the imperial concubine Wei, "Your concubine, you will lead everyone to watch the new year." .”

"Congratulations to the emperor."

Screening away the group of people waiting beside him, only Xiaoyingzi led the way with a lantern in front.

Back at Feilong Palace, the young emperor did not rest on the couch, but went to a kitchen in the hall.

Xiaoyingzi stared dumbfounded at the incomparably noble emperor of a country who washed his hands and made soup.

It wasn't until Jing Yu ordered him to find Mo Ziyuan that he was stunned.

It turned out that the emperor actually cooked the kitchen himself, and it turned out to be for Alice.

After a while, Xiao Yingzi reported to him, but Mo Ziyuan was not found, and he heard that Prince Tong An had left the palace.

Jing Yu's handsome face was black as if struck by lightning.

"Your Majesty." Xiaoyingzi called out in a low voice.

"Putting it out in Prince An's Mansion." The emperor's voice was extremely cold.

Jing Yu took only a few guards and Xiao Yingzi to An Wang's mansion in micro clothes.

Seeing the emperor coming, the guard at the door was about to report, but he stopped him.

"Is it delicious? Ono."

"good."

"Is it just okay? My sister's dumplings are famous far and wide. Say it, Prince An."

"It's the best this king has ever eaten."

Mo Ziyuan was a little embarrassed by this praise, and a blush suddenly appeared on her fair face.

When Jing Yu stood outside the house, she quietly listened to the laughter and laughter in the house.

The door was pushed open, and Jing Yu entered inside in normal clothes.

"It's so lively here!"

There was an inexplicable emotion on a clear and dignified face, only a pair of lacquer-black eyes shone with a cold light.

Mo Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat.

How come there is a feeling of being caught and raped on the spot.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Jing Yu stared at her, and said in an extremely stern tone, "I'm looking for the princess to discuss about your wedding."

In the middle of the night, come to Prince An's Mansion to discuss marriage with her?

What a liar.

"Seventh brother, you came at a good time. Do you want to try the dumplings made by Alice and your younger brother? You can't eat them in the palace." The provocation in Prince An's eyes made Jing Yu angry upwelling.

Mo Ziyuan stared coldly at the side, with bottomless eyes, deep and indifferent, unable to see any emotion.

"It's rare for the fourteenth brother to eat once, so cherish it, Alice, and come back to the palace with me."

The word "zhen" made her purse her lips tightly and look at him without making a sound, following behind him like a little daughter-in-law.

"emperor?"

ignore her.

"husband?"

Still ignore her.

"baby?"

No response at all.

After leaving the palace and boarding the imperial chariot, no matter how much Mo Ziyuan was amused and flamboyant, Jing Yu remained calm, treating her as completely transparent.

Mo Ziyuan was like a discouraged ball, muttering, her head buried heavily.

After getting off the imperial chariot, he still didn't intend to pay attention to her, with his hands behind his back, he walked ahead arrogantly.

Mo Ziyuan was in a hurry, "Hey, stinky goldfish, if you hang me up as clothes again, I...I'll jump into this lake right away."

Seeing that his footsteps still did not stop, Mo Ziyuan gritted her teeth, walked to the lake, closed her eyes, and was about to fall forward.

Her waist tightened and she fell into a familiar embrace.

"Little lunatic, you really dance!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his brows were stern, graceful and lofty, handsome and extraordinary, not like a vulgar thing in the world.

Heart pounding like a deer.

His gaze became more and more sparkling, his lips were like cherries, his eyes were full of autumn water, and he said softly, "I know you won't leave me alone!"

"You, what should I do with you?" Jing Yu frowned slightly, his hands tightened, and he pampered and scratched the tip of her nose.

A faint girlish shyness appeared on Mo Ziyuan's face, "Stay with me forever!"

She knew that Jing Yu had a big heart, but for her and other men, his heart was pitifully small, even if he had nothing, his tolerance was zero.

That's because his heart is full of her, so he is jealous.

However, the jealous goldfish is really cute.

Just as she was thinking about it, Jing Yu's voice sounded softer above her head, "Are you hungry?"

After he said this, he really felt hungry. He basically didn't eat anything at the banquet just now, but in Prince An's Mansion, before he could let go of the bowl of delicious dumplings, he had already stopped him.

"Very hungry!"

"You, didn't you have enough to eat in Prince An's Mansion just now?" Jing Yu shook his head helplessly.

"Your Majesty, was the wine you invited to the banquet just now sour? Why does it smell sour?" Mo Ziyuan said as if to smell it.

"Then try whether it's sour or not." She was about to move her lips as she spoke.

Mo Ziyuan quickly jumped away, put her hips on her hips and smiled, "A gentleman doesn't move his hands but doesn't speak."

"Then I'll do it." He raised his hands and reached for her waist.

Mo Ziyuan ran away, shouting all the way.

"Killed!"

Panting and running back to Feilong Palace, Mo Ziyuan looked at the bowl of dumplings on the table and said in surprise, "Huh, are there dumplings to eat?"

"It's cold, you don't need to eat it, I'll ask the imperial chef to get you something else." Jing Yu was about to order Xiaoyingzi to remove the dumplings.

Xiaoyingzi knew that the emperor made it himself, and it would be a pity if he didn't eat it, so he couldn't help asking: "Your majesty, can you give this bowl of dumplings you made to your servant?"

Jing Yu flicked his arm, and gave him a knife-like look.

"Did you do it yourself? Gave it to me?" Mo Ziyuan was slightly taken aback, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the faint candlelight was reflected on her face, which was indescribably beautiful.

(End of this chapter)