Chapter 232 The Emperor's Princess (28)

   Walking down the layers of white jade Han steps, the golden steps dangling from Chu Yu's ears rattled, and the ministers standing on both sides bowed their heads.

   This is not only her gift, but also a testimony of the royal family and the Li family's bond between Qin and Jin.

  If there is no way to avoid it, then face it.

  Chu Yu looked at Chu Chen, who had not seen him for a long time, and had the illusion of a lifetime.

   It seems that the royal father who spoiled her and let her go is long gone.

  The rest is just a faint-hearted monarch who spends his days begging for immortals and ignoring political affairs.

   "My Qinghua has grown up."

   brushed the snow off her shoulders for her, Chu Chen personally came out to greet him, the cold wind passed through his dragon robe, and he couldn't help making him cough a few times in a low voice.

   "Thank you, Father, for your love."

  Chu Yu long knelt in front of him and bowed his hands.

   "It's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

After    helped the person up, Chu Chen glanced at Li Changhe who was under the steps, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

   "I heard that Li Aiqing also has a beloved son, whose age is just right for Qinghua, and can also continue the marriage between the royal family and the Li family."

   "Listen to His Majesty's arrangement."

  This marriage is a profitable business for the Li family, and he has no reason to refuse.

   A conversation between the monarch and his ministers finalized Chu Yu's marriage.

  The auspicious time of the wedding was arranged by the Ministry of Rites, and the palace began to be busy again, but no one asked Chu Yu's opinion.

   Chu Yu has not been to the Shang study room since he arrived.

  The bride to be married does not need to prepare for her schoolwork, and even if she completes her schoolwork, the royal father will never let her go out of the palace.

   Fortunately, Song Qinghuan was with her.

   "The winter plums carefully cultivated in the flower house are blooming, do you want to take a look at Your Highness?"

   Knowing that she was unhappy, Song Qinghuan changed her ways to make her happy these days.

   But Chu Yu just seemed to be a normal person, eating and drinking without delay.

The more calm    is, the more worried Song Qinghuan is.

   "Let someone move to Changle Hall, and by the way, bring a few more pots of geranium flowers."

   Seeing that she was interested, Xiang He and others also quickly arranged them, and even bought Yuhua cakes from outside the palace.

  The hot water was burning on the tea table, Chu Yu's fingertips rested on the jade cake, and said softly,

   "You won't have to have these pastries in the future."

  Sweet things always make people lose their vigilance, like Shen Ye.

   Once she thought he was on her side, but he was the one who pushed her into the abyss.

The    marriage was facilitated by Shen Ye, earning Li Changhe's goodwill and making him a prosperous person in the cabinet.

   is really unbelievable.

  The snow fell, and the little eunuchs moved quickly, and soon they brought the flowers that Chu Yu wanted.

   He almost emptied the entire flower house, not even the plum blossoms that Lord Shen asked for a long time ago.

   All were close to Changle Hall, and this matter naturally passed through Shen Ye's hands.

   "Since she's bored, it's great that these flowers can exert their value."

  With these words, the little **** can be considered at ease and moved the flowers over.

   After a while, the entire Changle Hall was covered with the fragrance of plum blossoms, which complemented each other with this snow scene.

   "This plum blossom is really good, and it took a lot of thought to come to the flower room."

   Holding Chu Yu's arm, Song Qinghuan pulled her up from the imperial concubine's couch.

   Laziness and lack of energy, she couldn't stand it any longer.

   "If you like it, these are for you."

  Chu Yu is not interested in these flowers and plants, purely to cater to Song Qinghuan.

   Chu Yu could see all her worries. It was true that she had been a bit lazy these days, but she could sort out her thoughts.

  Since marriage is unavoidable, then maximize your own interests.

   Who will have the last laugh remains to be seen.

   "Like doesn't have to be possession, even if you look at it from a distance, that's great."

   fiddled with the stamens, Song Qinghuan frowned, and his mind was heavy.

   "Perhaps, should we give up?"

   Even Chu Yu couldn't get rid of the marriage ending, so she was just a little prostitute, so what did she use to fight with the family?

  Love is really beautiful, but it's not enough for her to give it all.

   "Since you like it in your heart, you have to hold it firmly in the palm of your hand."

  Chu Yu folded off a cold plum, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed the fragrance, a dark light flashed across her beautiful eyes.

   patted her shoulder, Chu Yu comforted,

   "Don't worry, I will arrange everything for you, and I will never break my promise if I promise you."

   Now he can't get out of Shengjing, but Song Qinghuan still has a chance.

   "In a few days, I will keep you in the palace on the grounds of preparing for the wedding, and the token for leaving the palace will be in your hands tomorrow."

  If she is trapped in this city, but as long as the emperor and Qing Huan are fine, then she will feel a lot more at ease.

   "I hope everything goes well."

   Looking at the beautifully blooming red plums, Song Qinghuan twisted a string of Buddha beads in his palm and prayed in a low voice.

   "It will be all right."

  Chu Yu never believed in gods and Buddhas, so she just patted her cool palm.

   The dark night came quietly. After sending Song Qinghuan away, Chu Yu locked herself in the hall and only lit a candle.

  Hot tea caught her eye, and a cup of clear tea was placed opposite the desk.

   creaking——

  The door of the hall was pushed open, and the time was not much or not, which was just the most suitable temperature for tea.

   "His Royal Highness went to the conservatory and asked for ten pots of geranium flowers. We will meet you around the time, but what's the urgency?"

   Shen Ye strode forward, his sword brows slightly wrinkled.

   "Geranium flower, the centurion back then is the current Lord Shen."

   If it wasn't for the reminder from the eldest brother last time, she really couldn't connect the centurion who was among the dead back then with the current Shen Ye.

   "Wei Chen thought that His Highness already knew about this matter."

  When he joined the army and was assigned to the border, he was injured and comatose on the battlefield, but was thrown into the mass grave.

   Fortunately, he woke up in time and was taken back to the barracks by Chu Yu, which saved his life.

   "I saved you, so it's your turn to repay me."

  Chu Yu looked directly at his indifferent eyes, with a business-like tone.

   That sunflower was just picked by her to give him a speedy recovery, which means meeting and reunion.

   It's just a pity that there is no connection between them other than this relationship.

   "What do you want, Your Highness?"

   Shen Ye's pale fingertips stroked the petals, half of his face was hidden in the night, and his expression was indistinguishable.

   "Master Shen has a clever plan, why don't you come and figure out what this palace wants?"

   Without the restraint of Shang Shufang, Chu Yu was even more unscrupulous towards Shen Ye.

   Respect for teachers and other things has long been thrown out of the sky by her.

   "Tomorrow morning, Wei Chen will send someone to deliver it."

   Shen Ye lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice.

   "Master Shen is not afraid that Ben Gong will run out of Shengjing?"

   At that time, the first person that the royal father and the Li family could not spare was Shen Ye.

   His courage is not so big.

   "Your Highness will not do this."

   Shen Ye's voice was deep, but what he said was very serious.

   (end of this chapter)