Perhaps he was born with a thousand faces. Huarong couldn't quite grasp his personality.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the Crown Prince. "Huarong didn't intend to pretend to be polite with him, so he spoke frankly.
Zhao Han-chul pretended to be hurt. "This is the county princess's fault. Why would I trick you? I'm doing this for your own good. "
"Stop it, you liar." Huarong wasn't in a good mood and didn't want to talk to him.
The two of them talked back and forth and unknowingly arrived at the palace gates. The Gu Mansion and the Zhenguo Mansion took different paths, but Zhao Han-chul followed Huarong on horseback.
Huarong wanted to tell him not to follow her, but the distance was not far nor close. She wanted to ask where they were going, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, so she kept a straight face.
"Ouch."
Suddenly, someone in front cried out in pain, and the carriage stopped. There were many people in the capital, so it was normal for traffic accidents to happen occasionally. Huarong was afraid that someone would be hurt, so she said to the Shuxiu, "Go and see what happened. If someone is hurt, send them to the medical center."
"It's okay, the county princess doesn't need to trouble herself." A pleasant female voice came from outside.
The voice seemed to come from the heavens, ethereal and pleasant to the ears, like the tinkling sound of spring water. It made people want to see the beauty of the owner of the voice.
Of course, Huarong didn't have Lin Heqing to gossip. But since someone was talking to her outside, she would be too arrogant if she didn't go out.
She lifted the curtain and saw a woman with exquisite facial features and a slim figure. She was probably the one who said, "Her bearing is deep and sincere, her skin is delicate and her bones are even."
"May I know who you are?"
Although the woman was young, she had a matrimonial hairstyle, so she should be a newlywed.
"Yang Ze." She didn't say her husband's name, but directly said her name.
Huarong was stunned. He didn't expect it to be Yang Ze. He remembered that he ran out of the city to see her beauty and saved Zhao Han-chul.
Zhao Han-chul? Huarong got off the carriage and looked back. He saw that Zhao Han-chul was still on the horse, dressed in white and riding a brown horse. The Crown Prince's peerless grace was unparalleled. However, his expression was indifferent and he was not excited.
Huarong thought that he was probably restraining himself. After all, his sweetheart was already someone else's wife. So what if he couldn't let go?
"So it's Big Sister Yang. Did my carriage hit your people?" Huarong didn't address her as Second Young Madam Wen. After all, she was raped and could be considered a pitiful person. She would never rub salt on a pitiful person's wound.
Yang Ze didn't have much of an expression on her face. There seemed to be a gloomy look between her brows that would never disappear. She shook her head. "It's fine."
After she finished speaking, she led her people to retreat to the side. "I'm really sorry for the delay, county princess. Please."
Obviously, she didn't want to waste time talking to Huarong. Huarong thought that she and Zhao Han-chul should have something to talk about. Maybe they agreed to meet on this street. Otherwise, why would Zhao Han-chul take this road?
Based on the principle of not disturbing others, she nodded with a smile and ordered Zhu Liu to continue forward.
The carriage slowly drove away. Huarong looked back. As expected, Zhao Han-chul didn't follow. "Ai, the affairs of the world are really unpredictable."
Soon, the carriage disappeared in the busy street.
Yang Ze stood in the middle of the crowd. She stared at Zhao Han-chul. Zhao Han-chul didn't get off the horse. He didn't go forward. Instead, he turned around and left without hesitation.
"He … is escorting Gu Huarong?" Yang Ze asked softly. She seemed to be asking herself, but her tone was almost certain. "She's really lucky. She's beautiful and she's a county princess. The emperor didn't even reprimand her for her rebellion."
"Miss, she's just a merchant. She can't be compared to the duke's family. You're thinking too much." The maid beside her comforted her.
Yang Ze didn't reply. She just walked in the direction of the Wen family's mansion.
When Huarong returned to the mansion, Princess Higashito had just finished her dinner with the old emperor. "Father, don't worry too much. There are officials. Look at you. Your hair is almost white."
Wu Chenglu bowed to the side. He comforted her. In the entire palace, only Princess Higashito dared to say that the emperor's hair was white.
"It's good that you're back. Recently, I've been feeling mentally weak. I always think of you when you were young." The old emperor wasn't the emperor now. He was a kind father.
Higashito attentively massaged his shoulders. "Father, you're talking nonsense. You're the emperor. How can you be mentally weak? It must be those officials who didn't share your burden! "
"Your Highness, you have to persuade His Majesty a little. Last night, His Majesty discussed political affairs with the court officials. They discussed for an entire night. Even if his body was made of iron, he wouldn't be able to take it." Wu Chenglu took advantage of the opportunity to interject.
"Father, why did you have to stay up all night?!" Higashito wasn't a princess now. She was a daughter who worried about the old man.
"Isn't it because those old things pleaded for mercy for those traitors?" The old emperor said angrily. "No one reported Jun Sang's rebellion. They didn't know about it. How can I believe them?"
"Father, although the officials in Xinan were negligent, they didn't deserve to die. Xinan still needs people to govern. If we kill them all, who will govern Xinan?"
Wu Chenglu inwardly shook his head. His daughter spoke bluntly. Loyal advice was unpleasant to the ear and beneficial to action. However, the emperor didn't like to hear it. He still needed the county princess of Minhui. She was a slick person and didn't dare to disobey the emperor. She also knew her limits.
"You've just returned to the capital. Don't talk too much about this. I'm also tired. I'll come see you tomorrow." The old emperor didn't want to say anything more. He hadn't seen his favorite daughter for so many years.
Higashito still wanted to say something, but Wu Chenglu shook his head and stopped her.
On the way back to the bedchamber, the old emperor complained to Wu Chenglu, "It must be that brat from the Ming family who urged Higashito to come back to the capital and oppose me. I really regret not putting the Ming family in prison with her!"
Wu Chenglu didn't dare to say more. Originally, the emperor had already loosened up. However, last night, Lord Zhou had come and said that the emperor couldn't kill the innocent. Today, the princess's loyal advice was unpleasant to the ear. Things had become difficult.
The old emperor was very sad that his favorite daughter didn't understand him. The next day, he summoned Huarong to the palace. It was probably because of the Yue Chongyang incident that made him think of Huarong as a friend despite the difference in age.
"Your Majesty, where's the princess?" Huarong often spoke frankly. She said whatever she thought. She didn't see the rumored most favored princess, so she asked out of curiosity.
The old emperor finally found a chance to complain. "Higashito thinks that I shouldn't have killed those officials in Xinan. I have the world under my control. Can't I find a few new local officials? How can I count on those traitors to govern Xinan? "
Huarong was speechless. So the emperor and his daughter had different opinions. It seemed that this was going to be troublesome. The emperor's desire to kill the officials in Xinan was stronger than expected.
However, Huarong didn't plan to give up. After all, she had worked so hard for so long. If she gave up halfway, she would be letting Gu Changheng down.
"Your Majesty, this subject's daughter would like to congratulate Your Majesty," she suddenly said seriously.
She had thought of many excuses, but Huarong didn't think they would work. After the assassination last time, the ministers must have done everything they could to plead for mercy for the innocent officials in Xinan. However, it was still ineffective. Why?
Because the emperor was old. They all said that the older he got, the younger he became. This was a rebellious mentality. He needed to be popular.
But then again, it was fortunate that it didn't work. Otherwise, she would have nothing to do. As expected, Zhao Han-chul … had some tricks up his sleeve.
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