"I heard you clearly."

When Mrs. Zhao heard that she had to kneel for an hour, she cried, "Master, one hour is too long, how can she endure it?"

"Do you have any objections?" He glanced over and said coldly: "Hold it in."

Then he said to the two guards behind him: "Keep an eye on it, your kneeling posture must be standard, you can't sleep, and you can't add clothes."

"yes!"

Luowan City leaves Hongye Garden.

Zhao was worried at the side. The two guards were motionless and she couldn't get close at all.

Luo Qianmeng was blown by the cold wind and sneezed, shivering with cold, and clenched her fists tightly.

Luo Qianxue, you are cruel!

She wrote down this account, and she would not let Luo Qianxue have an easy time during tomorrow's haircut ceremony!

It was a beautiful sunny day on March 16th. The Taifu Mansion was bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of guests coming and going.

Luo Hao was an upright man with a wealth of knowledge. As a Taifu, he had served in the Imperial College before and was famous all over the world. Everyone either admired his knowledge, respected his character, or were hindered by his power. In short, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty

They respect him very much and want to make friends with him.

Today’s haircut ceremony is a good opportunity.

When Luo Qianxue heard the summons and went to the front hall, her relatives and friends were already there. Concubine Jing was sitting on the main seat, with exquisite appearance and heavenly beauty.

But the man sitting opposite her father with his hands lowered made her even more unable to take her eyes away.

The man was dressed in black robes, with a straight waist, high ink hair, and meticulous attention to detail. From the side, you can see his clear and smooth jawline and strong nose bridge.

At this time, he was not as vicissitudes of life as he was fifteen years later. He was high-spirited and well-mannered, and he looked like a painting just sitting there.

It's her creditor, Chu Jingxing.

"Xiaoxue!" Luo Wancheng warned.

Only then did she realize her gaffe, and she quickly knelt down and said, "My maid, Luo Qianxue, pay your respects to the empress."

"Go flat. Xiaoxue is really more beautiful with her long hair."

Luo Qianxue stood up, thanked him for the compliment, and resisted not looking at Chu Jingxing.

The late emperor had a son at an old age. Chu Jingxing ranked ninth. The eldest prince was already past the age of the weak when he was born. Therefore, although he was senior, he was not actually very old. He was just twenty-three.

Chu Jingxing was a clear-minded person, and he especially liked fighting. He went to the battlefield when he was only thirteen years old, and led the army at the age of sixteen. He won the first battle, and then he was away in battle all year round. At the end of last year, the emperor sent eight edicts to call him back to Beijing for the New Year, and he was reluctant to leave.

He gave up chasing the barbarians and rushed back.

After being gone for more than ten years, the emperor almost didn't recognize him.

After the New Year, the emperor rejected his request to continue the expedition for various reasons. I heard that the two of them had some unpleasantness because of it. Chu Jingxing said that he was ill and had not gone to court for half a month. Today, he could come to protect the imperial concubine and attend the Taifu ceremony.

Luo Hao was also a little flattered by the woman's hairstyle.

However, although he has been fighting for many years, his personality is surprisingly gentle, perhaps because he has been favored since he was a child. He noticed that she glanced at him many times, so he simply glanced at her with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Luo Qianxue lowered her head, and Luo Hao also said at this time: "It's almost time, let's salute."

The hairstyle ceremony is actually to pull up a girl's hair.

Usually the mother would come in person, but since her mother hadn't come back yet, Concubine Jing took care of it.

She gave Luo Qianxue a flying bun with her own hands. Luo Hao brought an exquisite mahogany box, in which lay a gold and jade plum blossom hairpin. Concubine Jing tied it for her with her own hands.

"There is a daughter in my family who has just grown up."

Luo Qianxue stepped back half a step and saluted, "Thank you, my dearest lady."

"Before leaving the palace, the emperor told me that if Xiaoxue has someone he likes, he can marry her directly. Xiaoxue, I wonder if you have a sweetheart?"

When Concubine Jing asked, all the guests present became interested.

Who of them came here today for the sake of the Grand Tutor's legitimate daughter?

However, I had heard before that this Miss Luo seemed to be very close to the current prince Chu Zichen. Luo Hao was also a tutor and had taught the emperor back then. I am afraid that the marriage has already been decided.

Sure enough, Luo Qianxue replied: "I do have a loved one in my heart."

"Oh?" Concubine Jing also thought of Chu Zichen, but still asked: "Which family is the gentleman from? I can be a matchmaker for you."

Chu Zichen also came today and sat next to Chu Jingxing.

He had long realized that something was wrong. Just now Luo Qianxue kept looking sideways at him. At first he thought he was looking at him, but then Feixian and their eyes never met, and he knew that she was not looking at him.

But now when I ask about my sweetheart, besides being close to him, who else can Luo Qianxue be with? This marriage could be his.

Of course Luo Qianxue saw Chu Zichen, but she felt sick even if she took another look at him, so her eyes passed directly over him and fell blatantly on Chu Jingxing for the first time.

Chu Jingxing noticed the look in her eyes, turned his head suddenly, and met each other's eyes.

He frowned.

Why are the eyes of this little girl who just got haircut so...sad?

Luo Qianxue lowered her head and smiled, and when she looked up again she had a bright smile on her face, "It's not convenient to say it yet."

Concubine Jing smiled, "The little girl is really weird, I'm so embarrassed." She deliberately teased and said matter-of-factly: "But a good son wants to strike first, so you have to tell me earlier.

, so that I can help you ask for a marriage decree."

Luo Qianxue smiled sweetly and thanked Concubine Jing for her kindness.

In fact, she just thought that this was her first meeting with Chu Jingxing, so she wanted to marry him. She was afraid of scaring Chu Jingxing, so she had better wait for more contact and cultivate feelings, and everything would go well when the relationship got closer.

It's only natural.

After the wedding ceremony, the guests stayed to eat, and Luo Qianxue returned to the room accompanied by A Chu.

Halfway through, he was suddenly blocked by someone.

"Xiao Xue."

What a familiar name, what a familiar voice.

She saluted respectfully, "Your Highness."

The current third prince, Chu Zichen.

Chu Jingxing's nephew.

But he is only two years younger than him.

"What are you doing?" He came over to help her get up, but she avoided him.

His hand fell empty, and the doubts in his heart became more serious, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? I noticed from the moment you entered the front hall just now that you didn't even look at me. You left when the hairpin ceremony was over, and you didn't speak to me.

Did I make you angry? Tell me and I will apologize."

Look at this real feeling. If she hadn't died in his hands once, she would never have thought that Chu Zichen was so good at acting.

"Your Highness has a rich body, and I am just a servant. Please respect yourself, Your Highness."

"Stop making trouble. If you tell me why I made you angry, why don't I change it?"

He wanted to hold her hand, but Luo Qianxue dodged again, "Did your Highness misunderstand something? You are the third prince, how could I dare to be angry with you? Also, Your Highness, please call me Miss Luo, Xiaoxue and the like are somewhat

If you exceed the rules, it will not be good for others to listen to."

"Breaking the rules? Why did you and I break the rules?"

Chu Zichen couldn't understand what she was talking about anymore.

"I am going to get married. If I don't know this from you, Your Highness, it will damage my reputation. Please keep your distance from me, Your Highness."

"What do you mean?" Chu Zichen's heart felt cold, "Do you still want to marry someone else?"

"What do you mean by 'still thinking'?" Luo Qianxue looked at him innocently with her eyes open. She learned this expression from Luo Qianmeng, "I am free to marry whom I want. Is it possible that the Third Highness has nothing to do when he has nothing to do?

Is it possible for me to interfere in the marriage of a court lady?"
Chapter completed!