Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

Chapter 379: The Social Terror Princess and Her Secret Guards 3

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There was only one queen in the emperor's harem, and that was Yun Wu's mother, but she passed away shortly after Yun Wu was born.

The emperor never married anyone else, so he only had one daughter, Yunnu.

Anyone with a discerning eye in the main hall could see that the emperor loved this little princess very much.

"Your Majesty, I have wanted to see the princess before, but I never had the chance. Now I finally meet her. The princess should be about the same age as Inu Zi."

King Jin said with a smile on his face. The young man sitting next to him was his son Xiao Che.

Nowadays, the most famous person in the imperial court is King Jin. He is the only king with a foreign surname. Today, he brought his eldest son, Xiao Che, to the banquet.

"Yes, Ah Wu has now reached the age where she should get engaged. I remember that your son seems to be a few months older than Ah Wu."

With a faint smile on the emperor's face, King Jin turned his head to look at Xiao Che, and then made some gestures with his eyes.

"Why don't you get up soon and meet the princess?"

Xiao Che is the eldest son of the Jin Palace. Although he is not a member of the royal family, with this title, he is the most outstanding person among the noble sons in the capital.

Especially his father, King Jin. Although he was a powerful minister, he was named a king with a different surname for his military exploits a few years ago. He has been in the limelight in the past two years.

Today is the first time Xiao Che has entered the palace for a banquet. To be honest, he doesn't have much interest.

Just now, he was sitting in his seat with his head down and lack of interest. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the eunuch's announcement that "the princess has arrived."

He lowered his head and bowed politely along with everyone, without even seeing what the princess looked like.

Xiao Che slowly stood up from his seat and looked at the princess seat covered by a screen on the steps.

Through the gauze of the screen, he could vaguely see the petite figure of the woman sitting behind the screen.

"Xiao Che has met the princess in the Jin Palace."

Xiao Che raised his hands and bowed in salute. He looked upright and dignified, and was a handsome young master.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to be sizing him up, while he was waiting for the response from the princess sitting behind the screen.

Suddenly, Xiao Che frowned slightly. He seemed to see the person behind the screen...

I am very serious about stealing something to eat.

"Princess, princess?"

Fenxiang called in a lowered voice, and Yun Wu raised her head from her sleeves, with pastry crumbs still stuck to the corners of her mouth.

"That is Prince Xiao..."

Fenxiang reminded in a low voice. Yun Wu was still a little confused and looked through the screen at the man who stood up at the bottom of the steps.

Yun Wu quickly sat up and straightened her posture, coughed twice and said:

"Prince Xiao...you are polite."

Her voice was soft and pleasant, Xiao Che was a little stunned, and then he bowed his head again and then slowly sat down again.

As soon as he sat down, he suddenly saw a small round piece of pastry rolling down from the gap under the screen.

Xiao Che was sitting at the bottom of the steps, so he could see it clearly.

The half-bitten pastry rolled down two white jade steps and stopped, without anyone else noticing.

Xiao Che looked up at the screen. The little princess behind the screen seemed to be looking for something in her sleeves.

He wanted to laugh, so he took a sip from the wine cup to hide his smile, because the half-eaten pastry the princess was looking for had already fallen away.

He felt that this princess who rarely went out was not as eccentric as the legend said.

On the contrary...it's quite cute.

"The prince has now reached the age to get married, and it is time for King Jin to see each other."

King Ru'an, the idle old prince sitting opposite, said that he also meant something because he had a granddaughter who had not yet decided to get married.

But the King of Jin looked down upon King Ru'an because he was just an idle prince and did not even have the right to go to court.

Prince Jin actually had other plans when he brought Xiao Che here today.

"Quinzi's marriage is not important. What matters now is the princess's marriage. Your Majesty has a princess at your knees, so this marriage is naturally the top priority."

King Jin bowed his hands and said, with a flattering smile on his shrewd face.

Yun Wu, who was hiding behind the screen and eating a newly added dish, suddenly paused and swallowed with some difficulty.

"Why did you mention me again..."

Yun Wu lowered her voice and muttered, angrily poking at a cake on the table with her chopsticks. The cake for the banquet was too sweet, so she didn't eat it.

Alas, I really want to go back to Changle Palace. I wonder if Sister Rong Jin has made the jujube cake...

Speaking of the princess's wedding, the atmosphere at the banquet was a little more subtle.

The emperor turned to look at his precious daughter, who was sitting behind the screen, poking at pastries with her chopsticks.

He smiled, all solemnity wiped away from his face, and then said:

"It's time for Ah Wu to get engaged, but I still have to carefully choose among the men in the capital, and I still need to see what Ah Wu wants."

The smile on King Jin's face did not change. He was testing the emperor to see if he had a definite candidate in mind.

But the emperor’s intention is that it’s not yet possible, so that’s easy. His son Xiao Che hasn’t made a marriage decision yet.

The emperor has only one daughter, the princess, and there is no prince to inherit the great cause. A few years ago, someone proposed to adopt the daughter from the clan and raise her as a prince, but the emperor rejected it.

Therefore, King Jin wanted Xiao Che to marry the princess, so that he could gain the imperial power in his hands.

It's just that we can't rush this matter today...

The adults at the banquet in the palace were chatting and laughing. Although Yun Wu had grown up, she didn't want to interrupt at all because she was afraid of strangers and fear of crowds.

What she cares about is that her father said that she will get married...

"marry?"

Yun Wu quickly shook her head and threw these things away. She was raised in a deep palace and understood that they were not real.

After all, her father said that he would choose carefully, so let's talk about it later. Anyway, she hasn't gotten engaged yet.

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Far away in Changle Palace, the most tranquil part of the palace, there were not many people coming and going, and the backyard of the palace was even deserted.

In the small kitchen in the backyard, a tall woman wearing a plain winter skirt was making jujube cake in front of the chopping board.

The slender, white hands have clear joints, are wide and strong, and have thin calluses on the palms.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and a rustling sound came from the beams above the kitchen.

Rong Jin's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything at all, and his thin lips stained with lipstick were slightly pursed.

Counting in his mind that it was time, he stretched out his hand with a wet handkerchief and opened the lid of the steamer. The smell of wild dates wafted out along with the rising hot smoke.

The next moment, a masked man in black jumped from the beam and knelt not far behind Rong Jin.

"Little Lord."

The man in black knelt on the ground and raised his hands to bow respectfully. Rong Jin's eyes did not change and he was still taking care of the prepared jujube cake.

"My subordinates have found Nanyang County. The prefect of the county is a relative of the King of Jin..."

Rong Jin paused for a moment, then turned his head, with a pair of narrow and deep eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile.

"Be more gentle when entering Changle Palace in the future, so as not to be seen."

He said in a deep voice, and his voice was not at all as soft and melodious as it was in front of outsiders.

The voice was clear and cold, and you knew it was a man's voice.

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