If you don’t want to be the prince, then be a free and easy prince, and have a lot of fun in the mountains and rivers.

However, the princess will always get married, and he, Bai Ling, will soon be alive.

At that time, there was no real intimate person around Rong He.

Bai Ling knew in his heart that Rong He was right. Bai Jue and the Bai family were loyal to the position of the prince, not Rong He.

Even if Bai Jue is loyal to Rong He, if the prince is in disguise, with Bai Jue's loyalty to the emperor, he will not be considerate to Rong He.

Rong Jin will take advantage of the situation and Rong He will die without a place to bury him.

In order to ensure that Rong He can always protect him, all he can do is to help Rong He stabilize the position of the prince.

But if...

Bai Ling dared not think about it carefully.

He has been carrying such a plan for many years.

He must not waver in the remaining year.

...

Jilu Palace, Prince's Bedroom.

Rong Ruiji arranged some work and assigned an imperial physician to take the prince's pulse.

It was just said to the outside world that the prince's illness had finally cured most of the time.

So today everyone knows that the prince locked himself in the bedroom for so long that he finally wanted to meet people.

Rong Ruiji brought some gouache that she usually used to cover up the defects and applied some to Rong He.

After all, after returning to the palace, I will sooner or later pay my respects to the emperor.

Rong He just sat in front of the mirror and was fiddling with Rong Ruiji. If it were normal, he would never agree to the emperor's sister to apply such a woman's household items on his face.

The scars on Rong He's face have healed well in the past few days, and they can't be seen at all.

But the wounds under the clothes still need good care and care.

Rong Ruiji was busy at home and finally sat down with the food box and took out a bowl of hot red date lotus seed soup from the food box.

"Do you want to drink some sweet porridge? I cooked it myself." Rong Ruiji handed it to Rong He.

Rong He stared at this bowl of thick sweet soup, which was his favorite food on weekdays, but he had no appetite at this moment. "When will the emperor sister make soup?"

Rong Ruiji smiled and said, "I watched people with all my heart and strength."

Rong He smiled hard, pursed his blood-colored lips, picked up the bowl and said, "The emperor is willing to watch the time-consuming thing that takes to make soup, so I naturally want to give face."

When Rong Ruiji saw him laughing, she felt much more at ease.

Rong He had a sweet soup in his mouth, and he really couldn't taste it.

He raised his eyes gently and looked around the cold palace.

"Concubine Zhang is here--"

A loud noise came from outside the hall gate.

Rong He's hand holding the spoon stopped.

The palace maids and eunuchs in the hall were as if they were facing a great enemy, and they were in a hurry and whispered about how Concubine Zhang would come.

That must be the bad ones!

Rong Ruiji looked stern and scolded, "What are you panic? No rules! Let me go down!"

Before the servants could withdraw, Concubine Zhang had already brought a team of palace maids in high profile.

The palace maids were holding various supplement gift boxes in their hands, raising their heads and chests, as if they were all masters.

Concubine Zhang wore a brocade robe with a hundred flowers and a Su-embroidered brocade, and a pair of golden phoenixes with white beads on her high bun were dazzling in the first step.

The little peony ornament on her forehead made her look really worthy of being elegant and luxurious, with eight words: national beauty and fragrance.

Especially the Dongzhu hanging on his ears, it is a jewelry that only the queen can use.

As long as she walks in the harem, she will definitely wear this pair of Dongzhu that the emperor personally rewards to show her identity in charge of the harem.

She always wants to prove everywhere that she is not the queen, but sooner or later she is the queen.

Before the prince's reply was met, Concubine Zhang had already stepped into the bedroom where the gate was open.

But the first person to watch was not the prince Rong He, but the eldest princess Rong Ruiji, which surprised her a little.

I thought that she had heard the news at the first time and was already early enough to come over, but the princess was ahead of her. If she had known this, she would have changed her time.

After all, as long as it is the descendant of the first queen, it is impossible to live in harmony with Concubine Zhang.

Rong Ruiji tightened her silk and stood up calmly.

She was slightly taller than Concubine Zhang, and she was not inferior to her momentum at all.

Others have also discussed that Rong Ruiji has the noble temperament of the Queen in her bones, and the only one who can compete with the beautiful Concubine Zhang is the only one in the palace.

Rong Ruiji gave a peaceful gift, and it was not right for Concubine Zhang to return, nor was it not right for him to return.

Before she could figure it out, Rong Ruiji sat down again, raised her jaw high, leaving only some light for Concubine Zhang.

"Why are the Imperial Concubine here today?"

Concubine Zhang narrowed her eyes slightly, "Isn't the eldest princess here too?"

"I am here, because the love between brother and brother is deep. You are here, because the branches are created outside the silence."

Concubine Zhang's mouth was cold, "Where did you start?"

Rong Ruiji raised her hand gracefully, tidied up her hair, and said carelessly: "The Imperial Concubine read a lot of books, but she can't even understand the meaning of chasing the guest? It seems that I don't know much about my father when I spend my thoughts."

Concubine Zhang's face changed suddenly, "This is the prince's bedroom, and it's not your turn to issue this order to expel guests!"

In the palace, Concubine Zhang dared to bully and punish anyone.

But no matter how much he hates Rong Ruiji, he can't help it. Who made the emperor like this daughter the most? But she looks very similar to the Queen of the First.

It is precisely because this face often sways in front of the emperor that the emperor always misses the old queen, and that he has not yet established a new queen.

In his heart, Concubine Zhang had already penetrated Rong Ruiji's hatred several holes.

Concubine Zhang walked to Rong He, "I heard that the prince was in poor health recently and could not even meet the emperor. I just heard that I had invited a few imperial physicians to come here today, so I came to see it so that I would not have any problems with the prince, which would make everyone worried."

From the first moment she entered the door, Rong He didn't look at her.

Just drank the sweet porridge given to him by the emperor's sister, and gently sipped it, as if the conversation between the two women was completely inaudible.

Rong Ruiji interrupted and said, "It's okay to bother the concubine."

Seeing that Rong He had no reaction at all, Concubine Zhang sneered: "Why didn't the prince speak today? When I saw this palace, I didn't know whether I was ill or confused. Is the prince already confused enough? If I continue to be confused, can the emperor take you seriously?"

Rong He tightened his hand holding the spoon, slowly raised his eyes, and crossed the fatal sharp edge of the blade.

"Bang!"

Concubine Zhang's face was twitched to the side, she was stunned, and the people around her were also confused.

I couldn't believe that the eldest princess actually slapped Concubine Zhang in the face in front of everyone!

"This is the prince's uterus, how can you allow your mere concubine to be mad?" Rong Ruiji still smiled with her eyes, and the vicious force of her men was completely different from the two extremes.

After the applause, Rong He gradually returned to his calmness. He continued to scoop the sweet porridge.
Chapter completed!