msmithbooks Chapter 8 The Emperor
Chapter 8 The Emperor
A month later, Rongdi's royal court became Dayong's jurisdiction.
Although the disappearance of the princess made the people uneasy and worried about the punishment from the heavens, the news of the border victory was still very exciting.
People rushed to tell each other, cheered for this victory, and had doubts in their hearts——is the princess really born according to the fate of the country?
Princess: "That's a good question."
Holding up a bunch of candied haws, she was very happy to eat, and said narrowly to the killer: "My dear, do you know why I like you so much?"
The killer quietly pricked up his ears.
The princess blew on the tip of her ear: "I won't tell you."
Killer: "..."
The killer lowered his slender eyelashes, secretly spurned himself who was looking forward to it, and heard the princess say: "But the border is a big victory, according to the rules of the dark pavilion, are you going to fulfill your promise and send me back to the palace?"
The killer responded in a low voice.
She stopped, and heard the people around talking a lot, a young man selling cooking cakes asked his father: "Father, didn't the national teacher say that the princess is an auspicious gift bestowed by heaven to Dayong, but this time when Rongdi was beaten, the princess disappeared. Didn't we go to worship our ancestors, did we also shoot down Rongdi?"
The man who carried the burden said: "Who knows, children should not discuss state affairs indiscriminately, they are the national teachers, and what the national teachers say can be wrong!"
The princess heard it interesting, and she also stopped to listen to the father and son arguing non-stop, and said to the killer with a smile: "Am I the auspiciousness of Dayong?"
The killer kissed her forehead.
The princess's eyes were moist, and she said, "I am your little dragon girl."
She hooked the killer's little finger, inseparable intimacy, a little more smile in her voice, and said: "My dear-don't worry, I won't go back to the palace, let's go see your employer together okay?"
The killer said: "This is against the rules."
Besides...how could the princess not return to the palace?The national teacher and the emperor cherish her so much, as soon as the war is over, Dayong's golden arms will immediately point to the secret pavilion, even the pavilion owner will not want to be an enemy of an emperor.
Princess: "I am your wife, and what I say is the rule."
The killer was speechless for a moment.
On the day when the army returned triumphantly, a white dove landed in the small courtyard, and the killer took out the secret letter, which turned out to be an order from the dark pavilion.
"The army is triumphant, send the princess back to Beijing."
"Remember, all traces must be disguised as what Rong Di did."
The killer was silent for a long time, and said, "Your Highness, it's time for us to set off."
The princess bit her on the shoulder, and said: "Bad woman, I told you not to call me Your Highness. Didn't you make out with Chang'an on the left and Xiaolongnv on the right last night? Why did you become cold again?"
The killer changed his mouth, and his voice was a little more tender: "Chang'an."
The princess snorted coquettishly, carried the pigeon to the small kitchen, locked it in a straw cage for stewing at night, and said, "You don't need to say anything, I know what you're thinking—it's just that I don't think my relationship will last long."
She has read a lot of scripts and has a lot of knowledge about love. Although she has never practiced it, she is absolutely capable of dealing with young children like killers.
The killer said in a shy voice, "I... have no household registration, and a woman cannot be a son-in-law."
If she had to watch the princess get married and feel as if a knife was twisting her heart, it would be better to kill her with one knife, besides, she would not live for too long.
The queen has always been weak, and since she gave birth to the princess, she hasn't done anything for more than ten years. As Dayong's favorite jewel, the safety of the princess is concerned by the people of the country.
The princess hugged her, and said softly: "Who said that, I'm a princess. If I give an order, I can have as many household registrations as I want? Besides, what does it matter if I'm a consort? I don't want to be a princess yet."
The killer's heart warmed, and he said, "It's enough."
Although all the clues pointed to Rongdi, the killer had disobeyed the order from the very beginning and approached the princess with his true self. In order to silence the story, perhaps the moment the task was completed was the moment of her death.
The other fellows avoided it, but the killer never turned back. If the endless darkness could be ended by a bright moon, that would be a good result.
The carriages and horses from the dark pavilion came very quickly. In fact, there were people watching all the time in the nearby town, and it seemed that they were here to meet the killer's companions.
The killer thought to herself, these people were all familiar faces, she had never seen any of them, and wondered if they were newly cultivated tools of the Dark Pavilion.
A person got off the carriage, and when the assassin saw his face, his face turned pale in an instant, and he bowed stiffly, saying: "Pavilion Master."
The owner of the pavilion is a middle-aged man, with a face that can be forgotten at a glance, only a pair of eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and seem to be shining with a cold light.
The princess was very curious, and said: "Is this the owner of the dark pavilion?"
The killer's face was pale, and he stood in front of her silently and firmly.
The princess hooked her little finger, and said softly: "Are you worried about me, sweetheart—don't worry, he doesn't dare to do anything to me."
The pavilion master took a deep look at the princess when he heard the words, and said in a low voice that was falsetto, "That's right, the real master hasn't arrived yet, I'm just a watchdog, how dare you bark at the princess? "
The killer was tense for a moment.
Soon, an inconspicuous carriage arrived, and a man wearing a hat and a dark cloak wrapped around his body got out of the carriage. He couldn't see how he was dressed, but he could only feel a terrible silence spreading.
Even though there is a layer of bamboo hat, the princess can feel that the eyes of the man under the bamboo hat are looking at her for a moment, gentle but also cold.
The princess saluted dignifiedly and said, "Royal Father."
The killer's pupils trembled, feeling like he had missed several chapters of the plot.
The man took off his hat, and the pavilion master at the side bowed his head respectfully, holding the hat and cloak in his hands. The man under the hat was handsome and majestic, and the golden dragon embroidered on his uniform showed his identity - the emperor of Dayong Kingdom.
He looked at the princess with a complicated expression, and said: "You have grown up, Chang'an, and are as intelligent as your mother, if it weren't for the prophecy of the national teacher when you were born, I would definitely make you the first princess. "
The princess was speechless: "Forget it, you don't even invite me to be a husband, and you either let me be a female celebrity with the queen mother all day long, or practice dancing with the instructor in the palace. Which princess doesn't learn the way of governing the country?" this."
As expected of her own daughter, she speaks as straight as her father.
The emperor was confident: "That's the national teacher's fault. As soon as you were born, he said that the princess is the embodiment of the destiny of the country. Once I pass the seat to you in the future, wouldn't it be true for him? I won't do business at a loss."
The princess thought about it for a while and thought it made sense: "Yes, blame him!"
The father and daughter talked for a while, enjoying themselves happily. They couldn't tell that the father had let his killer kidnap his daughter more than a month ago.
Cold sweat dripped from the killer's forehead.
The atmosphere was clearly peaceful, but no matter how weird it looked, she immediately understood why the princess cried when she first arrived in the other courtyard.
Everything in the other courtyard was prepared in advance by the emperor. The quilt in the bedroom was made of brocade, and it was embroidered with the princess's favorite picture of butterflies wearing flowers. She must have recognized it, knowing who in the world knows her preferences so well.
The princess who was born with the fate of the country, even the maids dare not say a few words to her, let alone know her preferences, who else but the emperor?