Chapter 14 Chapter 014

That summer, when the old prince went to Beijing, Mingyue's father wanted to escort him.As if everything had an omen, when Dad was leaving, he told her where her clothes and shoes were kept, where her savings were hidden, and told her to take care of herself, Dad might not come back within a month, and it would be Mid-Autumn Festival in a month. It's cold, you need to add clothes yourself. But Dad failed to come back. He was shot by an assassin for the prince, and the bullet hit his lungs. He died without even saying a word. Since then, Shangxia has treated Miss Mingyue kindly. She is no longer a servant. She has her own small building, a gorgeous room, is served by others, and has a tailor to make new robes every season.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is an obedient, almost silly child, a child who is petrified by the sudden gain and loss, without expression, without reaction, without sadness, or gratitude. No one saw her cry at night. Except Xianxuan. He accompanied her, wiped her tears with his hands, listened to her patiently, and answered her questions. "Why did they bury my father here?" "People leave and want to return to their homeland." "My dad, he doesn't seem to be from here." "Where is he from?" "I told you, I forgot... Look at how stupid I am, how did I forget all about it?" She spoke in a steady and calm tone. If you don't look at her, it seems that this child is not It didn't seem like she was crying, but her tears kept flowing out so violently that he didn't even have time to wipe them off. After a long time, one day he got angry with someone and pulled down the bead curtain in his bedroom fiercely. Those glass beads Didi ran all over the place, he sat on the couch in a daze, thinking of her current appearance.

The sky is slowly changing, the little emperor has already been driven to Tianjin by the shit, and all kinds of people are coveting in the big position and are dragged off the horse. The old prince is seriously ill, so Xianyu is happy to marry the eldest daughter of the Mongolian prince.She watched him riding a tall horse, she saw the bride being supported and stepped over the brazier, she saw their bodies were covered in red robes covered with silk and satin, she heard the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers.She finally knelt down with the crowd, wishing them a long life and good health, and an early birth to a precious son, but only later did she realize that everything was contrary to her wish.

The Mongolian woman is called Caizhu. She is tall and strong, with a plump and beautiful face. She smiles with her mouth open and her white teeth shine neatly.When she first started, the whole palace had high hopes for her, hoping that the joy of this new daughter-in-law could wash away the old prince's stubborn illness, that she could have children for the young prince who had been passed down for several generations as soon as possible, and that she could even save the old prince. A family that has been sad and declining due to the change of dynasty.But things are not like that at all.

In the autumn of 1925, Caizhu, who had been the little princess of the old dynasty for several years, was on the train from Beidaihe back to Fengtian. While turning the gold ring on her index finger, she recalled the scene when she first entered the palace. The young man lifted her red hijab and looked at her with some curiosity and a smile.She only glanced at him, then lowered her head again, but his beautiful face was imprinted in her heart.From then on, this man who was his husband was the same age as her, and he treated her well at first, eating at the same table, sleeping in the same bed, and doing all the things a husband should do.But she gradually felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, thinking that maybe life was like this, and life in the palace was like this.