The emperor never questioned the Eastern Palace because of Concubine Chen, but the father and son were not very intimate, and they were disbanded as soon as possible.

For the Chen family, he had to endure the death of Concubine Liu and his son. Now for the sake of the crown prince, he had to endure Concubine Chen. Even if she died of illness, she had to take care of the crown prince's dignity and posthumous title. How could he not be angry when the emperor made this way?

For half a month, the crown prince was not allowed to summon him when he went to Taiji Hall to pay homage. Instead, the younger princes below were obviously more favored.

In the palace, the emperor's attitude was the direction mark. Many courtiers who had previously tended to be crown prince also became ambiguous. They stopped and watched, and quietly turned their attention to other princes.

At this time, you can see each person's character.

The Crown Princess was as stable as Mount Tai, but the Crown Prince became impetuous and upset, and even had more time to rest at the Crown Princess. In her spare time, she often summoned the Crown Princess to show the warmth of the husband and wife and father and son.

Of course, he did not suddenly realize the goodness of his original wife, but because the Chen family hated the emperor because of Concubine Chen, and their power declined, which was not as good as before. Instead, the power of his wife was thriving, which was the most important card in his hand besides the title of Dayi, so he became even more worried about gains and losses, fearing that his wife would become resentful because she was devoted to Mao Zhuer some time ago and turned against each other.

The Crown Princess understood his thoughts, and his face was still not visible. The Crown Prince welcomed him when he came, and gave him off when he didn't come. He often comforted him: "Being married and married, and being in love with each other, I will definitely help Your Highness guard the position of the Eastern Palace..."

The Crown Prince was so moved and did not mention it much. He thanked her in front of his wife and choked up. When he left the main hall, he came to Mao Zhuer and coaxed softly: "The court has been in great trouble recently. I can't help but ask the Crown Princess for help. I have to deal with her. Zhuer, you are always the one you care about most..."

Mao Zhu'er held a jade plate in her hand and smiled sweetly: "Your Highness the Crown Princess is the mistress of the Eastern Palace, even my master. I can't even respect her. How can I compete with her for her strengths? Your Highness looks down on my heart too much."

While talking and laughing, he put the jade plate down and poured wine for him: "Your Highness is wrong and he will punish himself three times!"

The crown prince smiled dotingly and drank it all in one sip: "You are always so considerate and don't want to make me embarrassed!"

...

Mother Wan brought the dessert into the study and saw Concubine Wu sitting in front of the small desk to practice calligraphy. She probably wrote it easily, with a hint of joyful smile on her lips.

Compared with the cold and beautiful Crown Princess and the peerless Mao Zhuer, Concubine Wu has a slightly inferior appearance, but because she comes from a scholarly family and has a literary talent, she has a rather kind heart as a noble daughter.

Seeing this, Wan's mother frowned, and quietly approached her. She suddenly pulled out what Concubine Wu was writing, and glanced at it. The corners of Yu's eyes were filled with resentment, hooking the neck of Jing Wenhou, exhaling as if she was going to exhale: Marquis, you haven't seen me for a long time...

Alas--

The face of the old man from Wan Mama: "The concubine is really idle, so she goes to the laundry office to help wash clothes. If she really doesn't work, go to the imperial study room to help the imperial kitchen cook. Don't write these things all day long, but just write them according to the model of the palace people. If this is spread, you have enough life, I haven't yet!"

"Oh, mom, I'm just having fun, you'll even take it away!"

Concubine Wu sighed resentfully and lay on the table. Seeing that Mother Wan burned the manuscript paper, she said unintentionally: "The prince is devoted to Min, and the princess doesn't fight me. My brother is studying anymore and is not around every day. What else can I do? It's so boring to eat and wait for death!"

"I think you're just being idle."

Mother Wan is her tits mother, and the Wu family specially sent it in to stare at her. She was not afraid of taboos when speaking. She snorted coldly, shook Yu Hui on her hand, and then went to clean up the case: "Your Highness the Crown Princess favored Concubine Min, but Concubine Min never provoked you. What do they do? Isn't it a good thing for the Crown Princess not to fight with you? With your qualifications and this mind, can you hold on for a round under the Crown Princess?"

Concubine Wu was angry and embarrassed: "Mom, what did you say that I am useless!"

Mother Wan glanced at her: "I have lived in the Eastern Palace for many years and have not suffered any grievances. Just have fun secretly. It's boring. I really want to live ups and downs. Can you do it? I'm not as good as Concubine Min, but not as smart as the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince's favor is just like that. You are really ordinary and confident!"

"..." Concubine Wu: "??????"

Concubine Wu became autistic.

...

Concubine Chen died of illness, and the position of the Eastern Palace trembled. The Zhou family was in a state of trouble.

Zhou Jing went to his parents' home almost a day, and advised his younger sister with great sincerity every day, but Miss Zhou San was like eating a weight, gritting her teeth and not relaxing, and determined that she must be Xue Zhui in this life.

The girl on Wednesday did this, which inevitably made her family members laugh and were pointed at by others. She even complained about her two relatives, and she even took action in anger.

However, for Xue Zhui, the legitimate lady of the family of the slaughtered family, and the young lady Zhou San, who was dreaming of Chang'an, chose him firmly, and did not waver due to family background or hesitate because of the obstruction of relatives. How could it not be moved?

"Xuan'er, I will be nice to you!"

Xue Zhui held Zhou Xuan's hand tightly, with a firm expression and a affectionate look: "I swear, I will never let you down in my life!"

Zhou Xuan looked at him with a smile, blinked playfully, and said in a weird way: "Is this the truth?"

After all, Xue Zhui was just a young man who was young and had a young age. Without love, he saved Miss Zhou San, who was famous in the capital without any love. She was so happy that she had been in love with her for three lives. With his experience and insight, how could he not be moved?

After all, now he has not had the luck to marry Princess Xiliang, and miraculously became the King of Xiliang. As a young man who was born in poverty and even went out to eat, Miss Zhou San is a fairy who was willing to fall in the mortal world for him. How could he not love him?

Not to mention that all the pressure has been poured into Zhou Xuan, he has become the easiest one. Now that he heard Zhou Xuan ask this question, Xue Zhui didn't think much about it, and answered sincerely: "It's the truth! Xuan'er, I can do anything for you, even if I die for you, I will never refuse!"

Zhou Xuan smiled: "Brother Ah Zhui, I will take this seriously. You can remember it in your heart, but don't forget it!"

She was already beautiful, and when she smiled, she was like spring flowers. The bright moon came into her arms. Xue Zhui was stunned and smiled blankly: "I will never forget..."

The next day, Zhou Jing arranged everything in Weining Hou Mansion and returned to Ning to persuade the younger sister as usual.

It was probably because he had gone to bed late last night. Zhou Xuan was about to get up at this time, with a white complexion and a slutty hair. She wore a coat and sat in front of the dressing mirror, combed her hair lazily.

Zhou Jing sent the servants and maids to retreat, took the ivory comb, and combed the young girl's hair with gentle movements: "I really think it through? Once some choices are made, I can't look back."

Zhou Xuan held her face in both hands, stared at herself in the mirror, and also stared at Zhou Jing behind her, and asked with a smile: "Second sister, have you ever regretted it?"

Zhou Jing was slightly stunned: "I? Regret?"

"I regret marrying my second brother-in-law!"

Zhou Xuan kicked off the clogs under her feet as if she was a child, and she swayed her feet leisurely, with a tone of almost innocent cruelty: "To be fair, my second brother-in-law's appearance is good, but she is just a fancy. His father, the old Weining Hou Mansion, has not inherited the reputation of his father, has been with the army in public. But what did not do when he did not do logistics and military rations? He was just a waste snack and did not dare to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. He was not his sister to take care of him and win people's hearts. The reputation of the Weining Hou Mansion had long been lost."

If Weininghou heard these words, he would probably cry on the spot.

Zhou Jing laughed, "When I didn't marry him, I knew who he was. If I wanted to be the maid of the Marquis's house, I had to marry him if I got the connections and forces that Weining Hou had been in the army for many years. This is called being reluctant to let go of the child and unable to trap the wolf. It doesn't make sense that I want to seize the connections and forces of the old Weining Hou, but I also hope that my man is in the Yuan Dynasty and Yue Zhi, who has the style of a general. If he can really hold on, will there be something for me?"

Zhou Xuan giggled: "That day I went to the palace to meet my elder sister. She also asked me, saying that if I regret it now, I would ask her, "The crown prince has no image of a wise king, and it would be better to be a enterprising king, but she would never be an enterprising king. If the elder sister is talented and talented, wouldn't she let her down?"

Zhou Jing held the young girl's shoulder with his hand and couldn't help but smile: "What did the big sister say?"

Zhou Xuan covered her hand on her shoulder and patted her sister gently, then took her hand back, and her tone was relaxed: "The eldest sister said there will be gains when there are any mistakes, let's see how she weighs the pros and cons."

Zhou Jing seemed to sigh and laughed: "I understand."

"Second sister, the three of us sisters made a vow in front of our mother's spiritual throne, and we must make a breakthrough in the world and let the men all over the world know what a woman is not inferior to men!"

Zhou Xuan's smile slowly faded, and her expression showed a kind of condensation and persistence that should not be present in this age: "When my mother was still here, how many people were chewing in front of the three of us sisters, just because my mother couldn't give birth to a son and didn't take the initiative to take the initiative to take the concubine to her father. They said that the mother was jealous and rude, and that it was useless to give birth to a daughter no matter how many daughters gave birth to them. Sooner or later, they were from other people's families, but what happened to her daughter? Isn't the daughter raised by her father? Why is it the daughter who is the daughter who is the daughter? Isn't the daughter a human being? Even for the sake of her mother, we have to fight for this tone!"

She looked at herself in the mirror coldly, and the person in the mirror also stared at her coldly.

After a while, Zhou Xuan turned around and faced her sister Zhou Jing: "For the Zhou family and for the ambition made by our three sisters, the eldest sister can resolutely decide to marry into the East Palace, destroy the East Palace with her own hands, and divide the authority of the father and son of the Tian family. The second sister also married to the Weining Hou Mansion. I can certainly marry Xue Zhui. I have left the first ninety-nine steps. Is this the last step?"

Zhou Jing didn't say anything, but stretched out his arms and hugged the young girl silently.
Chapter completed!