Chapter 181

A pear tree in the yard is in full bloom. Its snow-white flowers are in full bloom on its branches, like countless pigeons spreading their wings to fly. Broken jade petals rustle down like snow in winter. Weave a * * in the air.

Zhuang Youyi leaned against the bed. Youyou looked out of the window and said, "this pear flower is in good bloom."

With a slight smile, Linlang brought the white porcelain bowl full of soup and medicine to her. "Miss, it's time to drink medicine."

The steaming soup was black and thick. Zhuang Youyi covered her nose and hummed, "what a terrible medicine. I don't want to drink it now."

Lin Lang thought: "Miss, you can't take this medicine without drinking it. You're going to enter the palace in a few days. If your condition hasn't improved by that time, the slaves and maidservants will be very embarrassed."

Zhuang Youyi, don't turn your face. "I don't want to live in the palace, and I don't want to marry the emperor and be a concubine."

"This is not a concubine," Linlang put the bowl back on the table. She said earnestly, "as soon as the empress enters, she is concubine Qi. When general Luo's sister Luo Ninghai entered the palace, she was still Jieyu."

"What is concubine Qi?" Zhuang Youyi pouted. "I don't want to."

"There is another one who goes in with the young lady," said Lin Lang with a smile. "The young lady of the Jiang family, she is also Jieyu when she goes in."

"I'm not interested in this. I don't know why my father sent me to the palace."

Linlang sighed, "Miss also knows. General Zhuang is upright and can't put sand in his eyes. He offended many ministers. If something goes wrong, where will miss go in the future? The general is leaving a way for miss."

"What's the difference between this back road and no," Zhuang Youyi said lonely. "I don't want to be with people I don't like."

"There are so many empresses in the back palace. Several of them came into the palace because they like the emperor," Linlang smiled. "Miss, don't be anxious. Even if you stay in the back palace, it's better than being displaced outside the palace."

Zhuang Youyi glanced at the medicine bowl. "Forget it. Anyway, the body still matters. Bring that bowl of soup and medicine."

Linlang happily brought her the soup and medicine, watched her drink it down, handed her a handkerchief and wiped the medicine juice from the corners of her lips, "Miss, the general will come back tomorrow."

"Really?" Zhuang Youyi clapped her hands in surprise. "When your father arrives tomorrow, you must come and call me out."

"The young lady has a good rest," Lin Lang helped her tuck in her quilt. "The pear tree in the yard was planted by the general for his wife. In the twinkling of an eye, it has been so many years, and the young lady has grown up."

Zhuang Youyi said with a playful smile, "yes, it's been so many years. My father's hair is white."

"So, miss, don't let the general worry," said Lin Lang, pursing her lips. "The general will mention it."

Zhuang Youyi turned over and went to sleep. "Stop it. I know my father will mention entering the palace. Wait until my father and I are in the house for a few days."

Lin Lang paused and asked, "is Miss thinking about Prince Chun?"

Zhuang Youyi was stunned and said, "who is thinking of him."

"Prince Chun has been locked up in the palace for five years because he won the throne with the emperor," Lin Lang comforted in a soft language. "Miss, don't fantasize any more."

Zhuang Youyi was blindfolded by herself and hummed coldly, "go out first. I just drank a big bowl of medicine and wanted to sleep."

The study was knocked gently. General Zhuang looked up and saw a thin figure on the window. He knew that his little daughter came to see him.

"You Yi," general Zhuang stood up with a smile, "come in quickly."

Zhuang Youyi came in like a clever cat and jumped into his arms, "father, you're finally back."

"Yes, I miss you very much in Yuanxiang," general Zhuang took her down from his arms and looked at her little face. "You seem to have lost a lot of weight when Linlang said you were ill."

"I've lost a little weight," Zhuang Youyi said. "Did my father bring me delicious food?"

"I brought some cakes. You'll like them later," general Zhuang scraped her nose. "Have you taken good medicine?"

Zhuang Youyi wiped her nose and said, "Linlang won't complain to you again."

"What's a complaint? I'm the one who specially stayed with you to take care of you. You should listen to her."

"I'm listening," Zhuang Youyi sighed. "Does my father insist that I enter the palace?"

General Zhuang looked at her sad side face. He couldn't bear it, but he had to make a decision. "You also know the situation in the imperial court. I can't live long. I'm really worried about your future situation. It's the best decision to send you to the palace."

"But I don't want to marry someone I don't like," said Zhuang Youyi. "I don't want to do things between husband and wife with him."

"Few people can marry love."

Zhuang Youyi retorted eagerly, "but you and your mother are like this. Why can't I?"

"Your mother and I are childhood sweethearts, family mates, and people in your heart..." general Zhuang lowered his eyes, paused and continued, "don't worry, the emperor won't do that with you."

Zhuang Youyi didn't react and looked at him suspiciously.

"I put you in the palace because I was afraid that you would be hurt by other treacherous ministers after my death, rather than really be a concubine. The emperor promised me that he would never touch you, just an empty shell of a concubine."

"Really?" Zhuang Youyi jumped up in surprise. "Is the emperor really such a promise?"

"The emperor has always been indifferent to the Imperial Palace, and his thoughts are all on his country. I wish there was another woman in the Imperial Palace," general Zhuang touched her head. "Just rest assured and stay comfortably in the imperial palace."

Zhuang Youyi covered her chest and said happily, "that's great. It can avoid the emperor and those concubines who collude all day. I hope they don't lead their anger to my head."

"You have no interest in them. They just treat you as a lady who goes to the palace for pleasure," general Zhuang told them, "but don't provoke them."

"I just live my free life and don't participate in their struggle."

"That's good. Take Linlang to the palace. After all, he has served you for many years. At least he is also a talker."

Zhuang Youyi nodded, "is father going to lead the soldiers to war?"

"Of course, you have to go, otherwise you have no backing in the palace alone," general Zhuang smiled. "I must accumulate military merit so that the emperor can treat you well after my death."

Zhuang Youyi put her index finger against his mouth, "don't say anything about death. It's unlucky."

General Zhuang said with a shallow smile, "it's common to die and die. I won't mention it at this time. What can you do if you can't accept it in the future?"

"Even if you mention it, I will not accept it," Zhuang Youyi's eyes darkened. "You should live a long time in the world, or I will soon be alone."

"Don't be afraid. Even if I leave, I will turn into a star to accompany you in the sky. If you want your father, look up at the night sky as if your father is looking at you."

Zhuang Youyi's eyes exuded a little tears, snuggled in her father's arms and said with a smile: "then I hope every day in the future has only night, no day."

The silk like green silk is coiled into a noble flying fairy bun. A hawksbill cloud pattern hanging bead hairpin is obliquely inserted at the edge of the bun. The beads hang around the ears against the white jade like ears. The eyebrows are painted as yuanshandai, the cherry mouth is purplish red, and the corner of the eye is a little tearful mole, showing a pair of eyes. Zhuang Youyi made a circle in front of the crowd. The lotus root silk Pipa skirt and the pleated Ruyi moon skirt showed the innocence and quiet of the aristocratic family miss. Lin Lang exclaimed, "Miss has really grown up."

General Zhuang smiled with satisfaction and said, "it's worthy of being the daughter of my banker. It must be Yanya sixth palace when you go to the back palace."

Zhuang Youyi covered her mouth and said with a smile, "I heard that both imperial concubine Ru and imperial concubine de are beautiful. I'm afraid I'm the ugliest one and can't get into the emperor's eyes."

General Zhuang fondly touched her head. "You should be more careful in the palace in the future. Which lady in the palace is good to be with, and Linlang has to take care of the young lady."

Linlang hurriedly replied, "the maid will take good care of the young lady."

"I'm not a serious concubine, just an empty shell," Zhuang Youyi straightened her sleeve. "The empress in the palace can't embarrass an innocent young lady."

"Well, I have told the emperor that I must take care of you," general Zhuang sighed slowly. "Don't think about Prince Chun."

Zhuang Youyi turned her eyes at Lin Lang and said angrily, "father, I'm not thinking about the prince. It's all in the past."

"If only it were as you said," general Zhuang waved his hand. "You think I don't know what you think."

Zhuang Youyi lowered her head in embarrassment and played with her slender fingers. "Father, do you think Prince Chun will be released in his life?"

"Prince Chun almost killed the emperor. The emperor let him go for the sake of his mother's compatriots," general Zhuang frowned. "I also mentioned it to the emperor. His face changed at that time."

"Even if I don't come out, I can't guard him all my life," Zhuang Youyi smiled lightly. "The carriage in the palace is outside the house."

General Zhuang patted her on the shoulder with tears in his eyes. "We'll rarely meet in the future. I'll take a look when I leave."

Zhuang Youyi rushed into his arms with red eyes, "father, daughter can't be filial to you."

"What filial piety do you want?" general Zhuang touched her head with tears. "I brought you up with my promise to your mother, which is the only purpose of my life. There is nothing else. You can live well in the palace is the greatest filial piety to me."

Zhuang Youyi sucked her nose. "I'll live well, father. You should stick to it. Don't fall into the conspiracy of those treacherous ministers."

"I have seen everything clearly about Mu Jiajun for a long time," general Zhuang sighed, his eyes full of the perseverance of an old minister. "I know what's going on in my heart. Since it's difficult to compete with the whole court, I'll stick to my own justice."

Zhuang Youyi nodded with tears, knelt down and worshipped her father, saying, "father, my daughter is gone."

"Hurry up, don't let the people in the palace wait," general Zhuang said with a gentle smile, "take care."