The Zhenguo Mansion went to the Gu Family to propose marriage. They wanted to marry the County Princess of Minhui as the Crown Prince's wife, but the County Princess of Minhui refused.
The news spread like wildfire throughout Jinling. Even the Emperor knew about it.
"Oh? They want to do such a thing? " The old Emperor read memorials all day and only stopped after dinner. He was warming his hands by the stove. Wu Chenglu told him the story as a joke.
"Yes, I heard that even the Gu Family couldn't persuade her. The County Princess tried to hang herself, but when she failed, she tried to hit a pillar. The Gu Family had no choice but to reject the Zhenguo Mansion." Wu Chenglu carefully observed the old Emperor's expression. He was relieved when he saw that the Emperor was normal and didn't look unhappy.
When he heard the news, he was worried about Huarong. Others might not know, but he knew that the Emperor wanted to marry the Princess to the Crown Prince.
"She's the only one in the world who dares to humiliate the Zhenguo Mansion like this. She's really bold." The old Emperor chuckled. "It's been snowing for a few days. I've been sitting by the stove all day."
"Why don't I invite the Princess to play chess with you?"
"No, I still need to read memorials." The old Emperor waved his hand. "Right, I remember you said that the Gu Family has a hot spring called Zhuangzi. What's it called?"
"Your Majesty, it's called Yutian Villa. The Gu Family goes to Zhuangzi every year to spend the winter there." Wu Chenglu continued. It was hard for him to have a good memory. It was impossible to have a bad memory when serving the Emperor.
The old Emperor nodded. "Did the Gu Family go?"
"I heard that the Sixth Young Master hasn't returned from the sea. The Old Man of the Gu Family decided not to spend the winter in Zhuangzi this year. They don't want to see the Sixth Young Master suffer outside while they enjoy life in the Manor."
The old Emperor glanced at him. "The Gu Family, very good."
"Since she's in the capital, summon her to the Palace tomorrow. I like to chat with her."
The next day, Huarong received the decree early in the morning. He tidied up and followed the eunuch into the Palace. When he arrived, the Emperor was just in time. The Emperor was having breakfast after court..
Being an Emperor in this era was very difficult. He had to wake up at four in the morning and go to the Hall of Diligent Government at five in the morning to attend court. After the court, he would have breakfast.
"This subject greets Your Majesty." She clasped her hands and bowed.
The emperor waved his hand and pointed to a chair: "Sit, accompany me for breakfast."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Huarong woke up early and stuffed himself with a mouthful of porridge before entering the palace. At this time, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, so how could he be so polite? He sat down and started eating.
The old emperor saw that she had a good appetite and ate more than usual. "I heard that you rejected Zishu's proposal?"
"Zishu? Who is Zishu? "Huarong did not react.
The Emperor was stunned. Wu Chenglu hurriedly explained, "County Princess, Zishu is the name of the Crown Prince of Zhenguo Gong."
"Oh." Huarong nodded. With a piece of meat in his mouth, he said vaguely, "Your Majesty's ears are really sharp. You found out so quickly."
"Eat slowly, no one is going to fight with you." The old emperor shook his head. He thought to himself that there must be a lot of people who cared about the Old Man. This was such a rash granddaughter.
The palace maid quickly poured water for Huarong, but she did not drink. Instead, she drank a mouthful of soup and swallowed the meat in her mouth. She said with difficulty, "I don't like him, so of course I have to reject him."
The old emperor raised his eyebrows with an interested expression on his face. "Oh? He's a talented man and comes from a noble background. Do you know how many people want to marry him? Why don't you like him? "
"There are many talented people. Do I have to like all of them? Your Majesty, let me tell you, I haven't told anyone this secret yet. "
She suddenly acted mysteriously.
The old emperor's interest was even greater. "Tell me, these are my people. They won't spread it around."
Huarong cleared her throat and organized her words. She showed a cautious expression and lowered her voice. "Your Majesty, let me tell you, the Crown Prince has an ambiguous relationship with the young mistress of the Wen family. I saw it with my own eyes. The Crown Prince was beaten until he fainted on the street. I was the one who kindly sent him to the clinic."
After saying this, he shivered as if he was afraid. "I won't marry him anyway." Unknowingly, Huarong no longer referred to herself as an official's daughter. Instead, she referred to herself as "me." The emperor did not correct her, nor did he show any signs of anger.
"County Princess!" Wu Chenglu reminded her. "Don't talk nonsense." What did she mean by ambiguous relationship? How could she say this to the emperor? The emperor was not a gossipy woman.
However, Huarong pretended not to know what was wrong with her and was fearless.
"You don't want to marry him because of this? Do you know that marriage is decided by your parents? How can you do whatever you want? "The old emperor did not seem to be angry. His tone was normal.
Huarong pouted. "Marry him and live as a widow? I don't want to. "
"County Princess!" Wu Chenglu could not listen to this anymore.
Unexpectedly, the old emperor laughed. "Your way of thinking, forget it. Since you don't like it, I will betroth my daughter to the Crown Prince. When the time comes, don't say that I didn't give you a chance."
Huarong was shocked. She stood up in fright. "Your Majesty, you want to betroth Princess Higashito to the Crown Prince?"
"No, it's Princess Guan Tong."
Huarong felt cold for Zhao Han-chul. It seemed that the emperor did not believe him. Zhao Han-chul was marrying a princess, not the most favored legitimate princess, but a nameless concubine's princess.
Huarong had never heard of this Princess Guan Tong.
"Your Majesty, as long as it's not Princess Higashito." Huarong said.
"Why?" the old emperor asked, puzzled.
"I know Princess Higashito. She's lovely and kind. How can such a person live as a widow?"
"Pfft." Wu Chenglu could not help but laugh. Then the old emperor laughed. "You don't have a filter on your mouth. No wonder you're the capital's number one debauchee. You're so protective."
Huarong did not know why the old emperor had summoned her to the palace to talk nonsense. When she left the palace, she brought many gifts with her, proving that the emperor was very happy.
Snow covered the streets of the capital. There were not many people on the road. Huarong lifted the curtain and let the cold wind blow in.
"Xi Shi?" The carriage passed by Xi Shi. "Stop."
Zhu Liu stopped the carriage. Huarong immediately jumped down. Xi Shi was already far away from her. She lifted her skirt and ran toward Xi Shi, but Xi Shi walked faster and faster.
"Xi Shi!" she shouted. Xi Shi stopped.
Hua Rong continued to run. He was panting as he ran in front of him. His fair face was flushed from the exercise.
"Xi Shi, I've always wanted to say thank you," she said.
Xi Shi's clothes were very thin and did not keep him warm. However, he did not seem to be cold. His clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked down at Huarong and saw her rubbing her hands. He frowned slightly.
"You're welcome. It's cold. County Princess, please go back to the carriage."
"I'm not cold. You'll catch a cold if you wear so little." Huarong turned and ordered Shuxiu, who had just caught up with her. "Go get a blanket from the carriage."
Shuxiu finally caught up with her and had to go back. Fortunately, Zhu Liu quickly drove the carriage over. Shuxiu immediately went to get the blanket.
Huarong took the blanket and handed it to Xi Shi. "Put it on. It's not good to catch a cold in the snow."
Xi Shi hesitated for a moment. Huarong handed the blanket to him again. He finally took it.
"I heard that you rejected the marriage proposal of the Crown Prince of Zhenguo Gong. Why?" Xi Shi asked, holding the blanket tightly with his slender fingers.
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