The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

The main hall was silent, and the officials saw the straw prince stepping into the main hall. Why is the prince? Didn’t the king summon them to have a special task?

Everyone suddenly returned to their senses and hurriedly saluted: "The next official pays homage to His Royal Highness."

"Free ceremony." Murongci held the high shelf and stood with his hands in hand.

"His Royal Highness, the imperial king sent the Xiaguan and others to the palace. Xiaguan and the others have been waiting for more than an hour. I don't know when the imperial king will come?"

Most of the officials who smoked Afurong ointment were not high-ranking officials. The highest official position and grade was Zhou Qin, the minister of household ministry, he asked respectfully.

Although the palace people sent tea and iced fruits to cool off the heat, it was too long to wait for more than an hour.

She said in a high-sounding voice: "The imperial king is busy with government affairs. Let this palace come on his behalf."

Everyone looked at each other and talked in a low voice. Zhou Qin asked with a smile: "Since this is the case, your Royal Highness may order the next officials and the others."

"In fact, it's nothing. You have done your duty and done a lot for the court. The royal king and the palace hereby commend you for spending a few days here." Murongci blinked coldly, "After a few days, you will be able to return to the capital. ."

"what?"

The officials looked at each other again. Some were surprised, some were at a loss, some were vaguely angry, and some were worried and uneasy.

Everyone is thinking, it’s natural to spend a few days in the palace to cool off the heat, but it’s good to smoke Afurong cream every day.

Therefore, someone said: "Xiaguan, thank His Royal Highness and Yuwang for your compassion, but Xiaguan didn't bring anything. It's better to let Xiaguan go back to the city first and bring some replacement clothes."

Everyone agreed.

Murong Ci said coldly: "The palace has clothing for you to replace, and the palace staff will serve you with all your heart to satisfy you."

Everyone had no room for maneuver to hear this tone, and they worked hard in order to be able to **** Afurong ointment every night.

"His Royal Highness, what is the purpose of imprisoning the subordinate officials and others here?" Zhou Qin said angrily. "The subordinate officials serve in the household department. The household department has a lot of official duties waiting for the subordinate officials to do. The subordinate officials cannot cool off here. If you don’t go back for many days, your family will be worried."

"Yes, yeah, isn't this imprisoning the officials and others here? What exactly is this?"

"Why are you imprisoned here? You know the reason better than this palace." Murong Ci's eyes swept at everyone coldly.

"The lower official really doesn't know, so please make it clear from your Highness." Zhou Qin suppressed his anger, neither humble nor overbearing.

"If you don't cool off in the palace for a few days, then you will be exiled to northern Xinjiang. Your family will be imprisoned, and your whole life will be slaves and servants." Her voice was abruptly stern, full of deterrence.

The officials were silent and bowed their heads.

Zhou Qin felt that his secret could not be leaked, and said boldly: "What does your Highness mean? What crime did the subordinates commit?"

Someone echoed: "His Royal Highness had better make it clear that the subordinates asked themselves to be loyal to their duties and did not commit crimes."

Murongci raised his eyebrows coldly, and there was a cold and dangerous aura surrounding him, "You have to take Afurong ointment every night to sleep. Although this is not a criminal offence, it is also a violation of the law and the crime is not tolerable."

The officials' hearts and souls were shaken, and they were in cold sweat. It turned out that this was no secret.

"My palace kindly asked you to quit your addiction in the palace, you are not grateful, but questioned the palace. Actually, the palace can let you go, but the king will behead you to show the public, and your relatives will also be implicated and exiled in northern Xinjiang. She blinked coldly, "If you want to die or want to quit the addiction, you choose for yourself."

"This……"

The officials were speechless. In order to save their lives and not to involve their relatives, they had to quit their addiction in the palace.

Murongci added: "As long as you successfully quit the addiction, the palace will save you from death and will not be held accountable. You can take your relatives away from the Imperial Capital, and you will never be allowed to return to Beijing for three generations."

They knelt down and thanked them gratefully: "Thank you for your grace."

The imperial court banned the use of Afurong ointment. They knew the law and violated the law, and the crime was aggravated. His Royal Highness did not pursue it at the same time, it was already their great fortune.

...

Next, Murongci was bored in the East Palace for three days. He slept and ate, and slept like a pig.

The left shoulder injury is recovering well and will be healed in a few days.

News came from the palace every day. Although it was painful to quit, nothing went wrong. Everyone was locked in a room, and no matter how they yelled or tossed, the guards would not open the door. Because once the guard opens the door, he will be convicted.

The hospital envoy Mr. Shen said that although the process was painful and arduous, as long as they survived a few days, they would be able to quit the addiction to Afurong ointment and start a new life.

On this day, Murong resigned from Qingyuan Hall to greet his father.

Murong Cheng has been resting in the emperor's sleeping hall, not worrying about government affairs, his complexion has improved a lot, and the person is a little more plump.

He asked her what had happened to the DPRK recently. She hesitated for a moment, but decided to hide it.

The matter is over, letting the father know that it will only increase the troubles of the father.

"I look at you as if you have calmed down a bit. Can you stay in the East Palace to learn how to govern the country and the country?" Murong Cheng asked gently.

"Father, don't worry, my son-chen dare not slacken. The son-chen has been very helpful recently, and he understands a lot of principles for governing the country and peace." Murongci said sincerely.

"Well, well, you have made progress, so I can rest assured." He smiled heartily.

"Father, what is so happy?"

This sweet and crisp voice came from Murong Chang, Princess Zhaohua, who stepped into the sleeping hall lightly.

She sat on the side of the bed with a smile, like a butterfly flying to Murong Cheng's side. She was born with the charm of "where people go, joy goes".

Seeing his wife who was dressed like a flower, Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Naturally, you are a weird girl."

She smiled sweetly and cutely, "Emperor father is looking for children to be happy again. By the way, Emperor father, there have been several major events in the capital these days. There are so many people in the capital, everyone is talking about it."

"Oh, what's the matter?" he asked curiously.

"Ahem...Emperor sister, that's not a big deal, it's just a trivial matter like sesame green beans, are you embarrassed to offer treasures to your father?" Murong Ci winked her secretly.

Murong Chang understood what she meant, and immediately turned to the subject: "The prince's brother is right, it's a trivial issue."

Murong Cheng pointed at them and deliberately scowled, "Are you brothers and sisters deliberately hiding things from me?"

Murong Chang said softly, "Where is the son? The son is worried about telling his father that he thinks the son is vulgar."

He smiled happily, Murongci watched the emperor sister and father emperor talking and laughing, happily, thinking that if he were not the prince, he would be like her and be loved and spoiled by the emperor.

The "brother and sister" stayed with Murong Cheng for a while, and then left together.

"Brother Prince."

Murongci was about to leave when he heard the emperor's sister calling from behind, so he stopped.

Murong Chang walked over, and he stopped talking, "Brother Prince, Sister Chen wants to ask you something."

"Say." Murong Ci guessed how shy she was between her eyes.

"I heard that there have been no court discussions in the past few days. Is the royal king ill?" Murong Chang asked immediately.

"How do you know?" Murong Ci was surprised, Murong Yu's injury was not spread, how did she know?

"Chenmei just has a way to know. The prince's brother told the minister, is the royal king really sick on the couch?"

"What do you want to do?"

"The king is ill on the couch, so the minister sister should visit him."

Murong Chang knew that there had been no court discussions in the past few days, and sent the close court lady Yuan Xiu to the imperial palace to investigate.

Murongci solemnly reminded: "Emperor sister, you are the princess of Jinzhiyuye, what is going on to the Royal Mansion? Besides, your marriage to Gong Junhao has been announced to the world, and the wedding has been intensively prepared. You cannot go to the Royal Mansion. ."

Murong Chang bit her lip, her brows full of sorrow and sorrow, "Sister Chen knows these things, but sister Sister Chen is worried about the imperial king... Brother Prince, have you ever loved someone? You don't have the kind of feeling that you can't love. understand."

Can't love...

Murong Ci really didn't understand, because she was not for love, but the one who was entangled.

However, she has tasted the various tastes, passion, passion, lingering, melancholy, and entanglement between men and women, and it is indeed involuntary.

She spoke earnestly and persuaded: "Emperor sister, this palace understands your thoughts, but the love of men and women must be happy. You are wishful thinking..."

"The prince sister knows that the prince sister will not lose her father's face, don't worry about the prince brother."

Murong Chang left in a hurry, her charming back figure very determined.

Murongci sighed. If the emperor sister knew Murongyu's thoughts, would the emperor sister hate her, the prince brother?

...

Murong Chang wore his usual clothes and took Yuan Xiu out of the palace, heading straight to the imperial palace.

However, the guard at the door did not let them in.

Yuan Xiu was furious and scolded: "Open your dog eyes and see, this is Princess Zhaohua!"

"The little one knew that it was the princess, but the prince gave orders and declined all visitors." The guard said miserably, "the little one can't let the princess in, or the little one will lose this job. Please don't make the princess embarrass the little one."

"The princess must go in today, get out of the way!" Yuan Xiu drew out the long sword sharply, and the blade pointed at the guard's throat, "Otherwise, I will kill you!"

"The heroine is forgiving. The little one really can't let the princess in..." The guard was forced to cry.

Princess Murong Shi, who was about to leave the house, saw this scene outside, and there was a flash of lightning in his mind.

Princess Zhaohua is the imperial sister of His Royal Highness. If she makes Princess Zhaohua happy, then Princess Zhaohua will help her say something nice in front of the Prince.

She thought about it and walked over and shouted softly: "Presumptuous! Do you dare to stop the princess when she arrives? Do you want to die?"

The guards burst into tears, and there is another princess Duanrou who is not easy to provoke.

Although Murong Chang didn't know Murong Shi, he knew there was such a person.

Murong Chang winked at her, and Murong Shi nodded.

"The princess is here to find me." Murong Shi took Princess Zhaohua's arm and entered grandiosely, "Princess, enter the mansion."

"Humph!" Murong Chang snorted coldly.

The guard was dumbfounded, where would you dare to stop?

If they offend the princess, and take the princess's temperament, the job will definitely not be kept.