After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

There were too many twists and turns in this matter, and she was too lazy to explain, so she simply found a simple and crude excuse to get around it and end the topic as soon as possible.

"Turns out it was a lie." Xuan Ji felt a little disappointed and let go of her hand.

Nian Susu raised the corner of his eyebrow, and his tone even sounded... a little sad?

Tianxuan Villa prohibits contact with the royal family. If she becomes the Crown Princess, wouldn't it be troublesome for Xuanji to find her to detoxify? Logically speaking, he shouldn't want to marry Qin Junyu, right?

But he really looked a little lost.

Until Xuanji climbed out the window and left, Nian Susu still hadn't figured out the problem.

The guard who would come to check on the door from time to time was taken away by Yang Yuerong. She arranged the cushions in a row, then kowtowed respectfully to the six rows of tablets, saying confidently: "If you can sleep at night, you will be outstanding. If you can wake up in the morning, you will have a bright future."

Then she fell asleep in front of all her ancestors.

……

Nian Susu had a dream, a very strange dream.

In the fog, Xuanji, wearing Qin Junyu's prince robe, walked forward holding her hand. He was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see his expression, but his eyes were smiling.

This is not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that when Xuan Ji turned around while walking, his face turned into Qin Junyu.

The scene changed, she was lying on the bed, Qin Junyu was sleeping beside her, propping up his body with his head, smiling evilly, and asked her in a top bubble voice: "Do you want to be my crown princess?"

She nodded shyly, "Yes."

Qin Junyu's mouth curled up into a bigger arc, with three parts of coldness, three parts of ridicule and four parts of indifference. He clamped her chin and kissed her, lingering and sad...

When I dreamed of this place, I woke up with a start.

When I opened my eyes and saw those rows of solemn and dignified tablets, I felt even more uneasy.

She actually had such a dream in such a sacred place as the ancestral hall?! And the object was Qin Junyu?!

There is also a mysterious intrusion.

She sat up, crossed her legs, and was puzzled.

It is said that whatever you think about during the day you will dream about at night. Is it because Yang Yuerong and Xuan Ji asked her last night if she wanted to be the Crown Princess, so she had such an outrageous dream?

Although it was very strange, when I thought about the dream carefully, I found it quite sweet.

Especially when Qin Junyu's handsome face kissed her, her heart beat wildly, and she didn't know whether it was the remaining emotions from the dream or she was really moved again.

Nian Susu covered his fevered face with his hands, his cheeks full of smiles.

Deep in my heart, a thread of love is quietly growing.

There were footsteps outside the door. Nian Susu changed his posture from sitting to kneeling in just one second as if it was a conditioned reflex. He controlled his expression very well, as if he was a wooden chicken.

"Miss." Zhihua pushed the door open quietly and was surprised to find that Nian Susu was not sleeping. "Miss, you really knelt all night? You are too honest."

Zhihua went into the ancestral hall and helped Nian Susu who was about to get up.

Since Zhihua came to look for him, it meant that she could leave. Nian Susu didn't want to stay any longer and took Zhihua with him out.

On the way back to the East Wing, Zhihua told her that the Queen had sent an invitation to her, inviting her to go to Juxiang Garden to appreciate the winter chrysanthemums tomorrow.

Several princes and young ladies from aristocratic families will also be present, and the main focus will be on reciting poems, composing couplets, appreciating chrysanthemums and drinking tea, and being elegant and refined.

Zhihua was extremely excited and praised Juxiang Garden a lot, fearing that Nian would not go there.

"Miss, Juxiang Garden is the largest chrysanthemum planting area in Shengjing! There are not only the common yellow and white chrysanthemums, but also red, blue, and purple varieties!

I also heard that Juxiang Garden has cultivated new varieties this year, including the red and white 'Er Qiao' and the red and yellow 'San Se', which must be very beautiful!"

The two of them entered the east wing, and Zhihua continued chattering.

"Miss, you are so good at writing lyrics. If there is a poetry-writing session, you will definitely outshine all the other girls! Beat all the girls...oh, no! Everyone! Beat them all!" She shouted excitedly until her voice broke.

Nian Susu couldn't help laughing and poured her a cup of tea. "What's with all the poetry and chrysanthemum appreciation? This is clearly a large-scale dating show, okay?"

The Queen's intentions were too obvious.

The young ladies went, and the princes also went. The difference between this and yesterday's banquet was that there were no ministers and the emperor and empress this time. This allowed them to get closer and have open conversations.

Zhihua immediately became dispirited, "So Miss, do you not want to go?"

Nian Susu spread his hands: "The Queen personally sent the invitation, do I have the right to choose?"

It is easy to get depressed when staying at home. You can go out more often, jump off buildings, jump into the sea, or play bumper cars. There are many choices in life.

And she chose to go to the meeting.

Zhihua's eyes lit up and she almost screamed with joy.

Because Zhihua's expectations were too high, Nian Susu was also infected and really wanted to see whether this backward ancient time was really capable of cultivating hybrid chrysanthemums.

The system heard her thoughts and kindly reminded her: [Host, everything that appears in this world is set and given by the author, so even if there was no such technology in ancient times, the author can plant it if he writes it.]

Nian Susu’s curiosity value instantly dropped to zero.

Inner thought: Next time, don’t tell me if you want to ruin the atmosphere. I don’t really want to know.

System grievances.

……

As December approaches, the wind brings a bit of chill, and wealthy families have begun burning charcoal and making winter clothes in preparation for the coming of winter.

Zhihua took out a white fox fur coat from the bottom of the box and insisted that Nian Susu put it on before going out.

Juxiang Garden is located on a low hill in the north of the city, and the temperature there is lower than at the foot of the hill.

The skirt that Nian Susu was wearing was an autumn one, made of thin velvet without any cotton. If she didn't add an outer robe, she would definitely freeze to death, so she didn't refuse Zhihua's kindness and put it on obediently.

After getting on the carriage and leaving, she remembered to ask Zhihua: "Is the Second Miss going?"

Zhihua rubbed her cold palms and said, "I guess he won't go. I haven't heard that any invitations have been sent to the West Wing."

She picked up the kettle of warm water in the corner, filled a hot water bottle with it and put it in Nian Susu's hand.

Nian Susu was wearing a hand warmer and was lamenting that it was not as useful as a hot water bottle when suddenly a hot water bottle came to her. She smiled at Zhihua, threw the hand warmer aside, and hugged the hot water bottle tightly to warm her hands.

"Didn't Miss say that this chrysanthemum appreciation party is actually a matchmaking party? The second young lady caused such a scene in Qinghui Palace, and Prince Qing didn't want to marry her. The other princes were even more afraid to ask for her, so it doesn't matter whether she comes or not."

Zhihua smiled innocently, "It's better for the Second Miss not to come. Those ladies don't treat the Second Miss well. If she comes, she will just be disliked and have to endure the humiliation. It's better for her to stay at home."

Nian Susu agreed very much, this is the truth.

The Queen deliberately did not send the invitation because she hated Nian Qiaoyue, which was actually a good thing for Nian Qiaoyue.

Chrysanthemum Garden.

Nian Susu got off the carriage, stood at the door and looked at the plaque. He glanced inside and found that this Juxiang Garden did not look like a planting base, but more like a magnificent garden.

Zhihua handed the invitation to the guard for review.

After the guard looked at her, he stretched out his arm and made a "please" gesture, "Miss Nian, please come in."