The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Mingyue and her family left Beijing. Before dawn, the courtyards at the top of the Golden Dome began to light up.

In less than half an hour, everyone was dressed and came to the hall.

The Queen Mother sat at the head of the table, holding Jiang Mengrou's hand. She suppressed the soreness in her nose and said with a smile, "Rou'er, after parting today, I don't know when we will meet again. Take care of yourself. Your mother is waiting for you in the capital. Ang~"

"Hey!" Jiang Mengrou pulled Zhao Yunshan to kneel before the Queen Mother, and the three children behind them also knelt down. "My daughter is unfilial. Please take care of yourself, Queen Mother!"

"Go." The Queen Mother turned her face away, fearing that she would be reluctant to leave if she looked at her any longer, and her voice was full of vicissitudes of life.

Jiang Hetang's eyes were red as he helped his elder sister up and hugged Mingyue, "Sister, I'll take you there."

Mingyue felt her uncle's arm trembling, so she put her little face close to him and rubbed it against his face. "Uncle, Mingyue will miss you. Don't forget me when you are in the capital."

"Silly..." He choked a little, but still forced himself to joke with Mingyue, "Uncle missed you so much that he almost forgot about you."

Yuan Tianzhen followed behind with little Huan holding his hand. The little girl looked at her sister in her father's arms without saying a word, and her hatred for the Dongyi people reached its peak.

If it weren't for those damn Dongyi people, who were like cockroaches that couldn't stand the light, my aunt and uncle's family wouldn't have had to go to Minzhou, guard the fortress, and take my sister away!

Yuan Tianzhen felt her son's clenched fist in her palm. He was really attached to Mingyue, and he must be reluctant to leave her either. As soon as they woke up, the boy had already dressed and ran to Mingyue's yard.

She patted his little hand gently, "Do you want to go up and say a few words to your sister Mingyue?"

Huan Ge'er nodded and opened his arms to Yuan Tianzhen.

Yuan Tianzhen picked him up, walked to the carriage, and knocked on the window, "Mingyue, Brother Huan is here."

The next moment, a round little head popped out of the window, "Brother Huan!"

Mingyue reached out and pinched the little bun's unhappy face. It was quite elastic and she couldn't stop for a while. "Brother Huan, I'm helping you go to Jiangnan to see the world in advance. When the time comes, I'll draw them all for you to see!"

"Okay," Huan Ge'er finally smiled, "Make a pinky promise."

"Okay, okay, let's make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years!"

The two of them hooked their little fingers together, with curved eyebrows.

Minghao and Mingyang also came out, "Brother Huan, big brother/second brother will also write to you, don't just remember your sister. Don't forget about us~"

Huan Ge'er nodded without saying anything.

On the other side, Jiang Hetang and Jiang Mengrou had also said their goodbyes. They were not as tearful and reluctant to leave as one might imagine. Instead, they were more determined than when they left last year.

"Don't worry, kid. This year, your brother-in-law will definitely get rid of all those insects and ants for you. Then our family will be together again and never be separated again." Zhao Yunshan put his arm around Jiang Hetang's shoulders after sending Jiang Mengrou into the carriage.

"Well, I believe my brother-in-law."

At this moment, Jiang Hetang seemed to be the skinny, runny-nosed little boy who chased after Zhao Yunshan and called him brother-in-law more than ten years ago, relying wholeheartedly on his sister and brother-in-law.

Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, Zhao Yunshan solemnly bowed to Jiang Hetang and said, "Take care, Your Majesty!" Then he mounted his horse and drove south.

In Zhao Yunshan's eyes, Jiang Hetang is not only his brother-in-law, but also a family member, a younger brother he has watched grow up, and an excellent emperor. He is not afraid of the powerful officials around him, is not arrogant and extravagant, and loves his people with benevolence.

But there is a difference between the ruler and his subjects, and he always remembers this point firmly.

……

In this way, a series of long tire tracks were left on the white snow, but they disappeared completely when the sky brightened.