The ceremony of the prince's ascension ceremony was soon put on the agenda.

After the Chaos, Xiang Zhang returned directly and finally breathed a sigh of relief: After surviving this level, he could lie down until he ascended the throne even if he lay on the bed: "Where is the prince?"

"Go back to the marquis, I should have gone to the yamen."

"The prince comes back and let him come over." He knew that the 10,000 cavalry in the East Palace had never heard Lao Wu say that Xiang Qi had never considered the child before. At best, he had a little temper and did not know how to restrain himself. But what happened to the 10,000 cavalry? Where did it come from? The prince guarded the Xiang family or the princess?

Xiang Zhang rubbed his forehead, and now he had to think about this problem. In ancient times, there was no doubt that the emperor had never been suspicious. How could he look at Daquan's relatives? Even the weak and sick prince might not have left behind for his son.

As the saying goes, if the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook, how many good years will the Xiang family have to live? Even if the crown prince goes away and the second prince succeeds to the throne, the second prince will always grow up one day.

Xiang Zhang had revenge for great ambitions and worries about uncertainty about the future. Overall, he still had expectations and had more ambition than his decisions. Now that the emperor has been buried, what is the arrangement of the Ninth Prince!

...

The glow rays stained the sky to the west, and because of the heavy cleaning of the beams, the people passing by the Guiren District of Zuoxi took a lighter pace.

The Duke of Lingguo’s Mansion is the most noble, and it is strictly forbidden for the people in the mansion to go out after sunset.

This matter is in the study room of the Riyiyuan.

Butler Zheng looked up from time to time and looked at the people on the beam. His moon-white clothes hung on the beam. In the gloomy sunset, the light of silver threads intertwined, and no matter how much they were, they could not be seen.

Shanxing changed his clothes and looked at Uncle Zheng who was standing under the beam again. He couldn't help but look up with Butler Zheng's gaze. Miss Seven had been here for a while. When she came, she was listless and ignored her and climbed up along the curtain. Butler Zheng was afraid that something would happen, so he asked Shanshi to take a look. He found that he was asleep and felt at ease: "Uncle, what are you looking at?"

When Mr. Zheng heard this, he quickly pulled him over and said, "I'll get a blanket. Go up and cover Miss Seven. The sun is about to set, don't freeze the lady."

After a moment.

Two thin blankets of sea salt blue hung down from the beams and floated slightly with the evening breeze.

Butler Zheng is busy with peace of mind.

Do good deeds to practice boxing in the yard.

After Shanyong came back, after washing up, he came to Liangxia to take a look and asked in Shanxing's ear.

He also whispered in good deeds.

Shanqi just came back from outside.

Shan Deed, Shan Yong also made a swear gesture to him and pointed to the beam in the study room.

Shanqi could only see two blue silks like clear sea and rivers from outside the door, but the increasingly familiar changes in the courtyard made him very clear who was coming: "Miss Seven?" His voice was very low.

"Sleep."

"I got it, I'll go wash."

There were endless people coming in and out of the study room, and the study room changed in a short while, but no one made a sound throughout the process.

Crystal purple grapes are placed in a white jade-like plate; delicate and bright red peaches are served in a circling tree plate; fist-sized watermelons roll in the crystal cave.

Soft pillows, gauze accounts, jade plate delicacies, clusters of pomegranate flowers, beads, and bunches of crabapples bloom in colorful flowers, surrounded by evening breeze, and the ponds in the yard seemed to have been washed by water, with clear water and lotus flowers.

Cook in the kitchen with high fire and boiling on low heat, and it is busy.

The evening breeze blew, and the people on the beam slept quietly and peacefully.

The soft light of the sunset dissipates, the orange halo exits the majestic Chengdu, and night falls.

Xiang Zhuyuan came out of his father's study and wore a black piping dress with white cloud patterns embroidered with cuffs. He looked a little tired. Everyone was not relaxed these days, and his father's worries were reasonable. Let's talk to his father after a while.

As soon as Xiang Zhuyuan stepped into the study, he felt a familiar breath.

Butler Zheng smiled and made a swear gesture to the prince.

Xiang Zhuyuan's expression suddenly calmed down, and his eyes were gentle at the yard. It had not been so quiet for a long time. Since she got married, no one has pushed open the small door.

Xiang Zhuyuan stood in the yard for a long time, and Ren Shuxi felt that he surrounded him. Many things were gone before he could feel that she had a unique atmosphere.

The thin sea-blue blanket fluttered slightly, Xiang Zhuyuan stood in the study, looking at the complicated carving beams, and couldn't help laughing: "How long have you been sleeping?"

"It's been half an hour since I returned to the prince."

After so long... "Tear some of the ice off...she is tired too..." Xiang Zhuyuan tilted the beams and pillars next to him, grabbed the veil next to the beams of the house, and sat on it.

The span of the courtyard is long and the beams are spacious and dense. Since she climbed up when she was a child, she has developed the habit of climbing up the beams. A few years ago, they would put some small things on the beams of Shan Deyu. When she climbed up, they would find small surprises.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at the silent person sleeping beside him, and watched her grow up from a young girl to a graceful girl now. In the blink of an eye, she could no longer remember the past time.

Xiang Zhuyuan's vision became gentler. These days, he often heard that "the princess is taking care of the prince". He was probably exhausted. He was a person who wanted to take care of people everywhere and wanted to get angry. Now he had to learn to take care of the patients, and to support the entire Eastern Palace. He also had to start planning how to make Liang Gongxu live for a few more years. Many things he had never done and had no endurance had to learn, and he must be angry and depressed. It is rare to be able to endure it until now and come back to sleep for a while.

Xiang Zhuyuan's palm fell on the beam of the room, holding his body closer to her until his palm unconsciously touched the gauze skirt at her feet...

The gap created by the sun and the moon disappeared, and the moon suddenly appeared in the sky.

Xiang Zhuyuan sat like this for a long time, and his fingers couldn't feel the texture of her clothes. Then he clenched it hard and loosened it. The fluffy cloud yarn instantly spread out from the wrinkled state, with a texture that quickly drooped like a waterfall, leaving no trace.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at the corner of her flat clothes, stretched out his hand, and gently laid it for her smoother, learning to be an adult: "It's done very well..."

...

In Dongwen Lane.

Duoyu packed his clothes for the adults, and suddenly felt something was scattered by his arms. Duoyu took out his sleeves in confusion and took out a white bead flower that exuded a soft color under the candlelight. Duoyu almost instantly saw it. It was like a mandala that was specifically opened on the road to the underworld, with an amazing craft.

It took a long time for Dayu to come back to his senses. He turned to look at the person bathing behind the screen, and put the beads back.

I heard that very expensive people think that pearls will change color over time, so they choose more precious jade to polish beads. If jade wants to polish it as round as pearls, it requires complex technology. The smaller the beads, the lower the production rate. Such a bead flower is more expensive.
Chapter completed!