I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

The flowers in the Imperial Garden had already withered, and the evergreen trees supported the greenery of the Imperial City. A cold wind blew, and looking at the cold Imperial Garden, Lu Mingyang asked, "What would you like to do, Your Highness?"

"Stupid!" King Guangcheng raised his little face, "If I hadn't said this, how could I have brought you out?"

Being called stupid by a little brat, Lu Mingyang felt a little embarrassed. He squatted down and asked, "Then why did Your Highness call me out?"

After stuffing a piece of apricot candy into Lu Mingyang's mouth, King Guangcheng asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Mingyang: “…”

"Delicious!" How else could she answer?

King Guangcheng straightened his back and said arrogantly, "If you eat my candy, you must do things for me!"

The apricot candy crumbled in his mouth, and Lu Mingyang asked with a stiff upper lip, "What does His Highness want me to do?"

King Guangcheng looked at the eunuchs and palace maids behind him and said, "You wait here."

After saying that, he pulled Lu Mingyang away.

The palace walls were high and she hadn't seen a human figure for a long time. Although she was just being pulled by a little boy, she was actually a little scared.

"Where are you taking me, Your Highness?"

King Guangcheng said, "My uncle asked me to recite the 'Fu on Self-cultivation', but I haven't memorized it yet. Please ask my uncle for mercy on my behalf."

"How could your Highness's uncle listen to me?"

"He will definitely listen to what you say." King Guangcheng grinned, his face full of mystery. "I saw my uncle secretly painting your portrait. It's a beautiful one."

Lu Mingyang looked at the little boy beside him strangely, his heart in turmoil.

Is King Guangcheng’s uncle Song Wei?

The Wenhua Hall stands majestically between the vast sky and earth. Under the east corridor, a man in brocade clothes holds a book and recites obscure and passionate words.

The sun was shining brightly, making his face look radiant.

"uncle!"

The tender voices of children shout joyfully.

Song Wei turned around, strode towards King Guangcheng, and bowed, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

The little kid opened his arms to block the woman behind him who was unable to stop him at all, and arrogantly negotiated a condition: "Uncle, if you don't let me recite the "Self-cultivation Fu", I will let you see Sister Yang who I have been thinking about day and night."

When their eyes met, both of their faces felt a little hot.

She still remembered how heroic he was when they first met, but she had not yet been plagued by the stigma. Now, she was a little afraid to look into his fiery eyes.

Lu Mingyang lowered his head in panic, "Your Highness, please don't talk nonsense."

Song Wei also looked away in panic, lowered his voice, and pretended to be calm: "Your Highness's homework, how can you bargain?"

"Hmph, then I will send Sister Yang back."

The little girl took Lu Mingyang's hand and left. Lu Mingyang was stunned for a moment. The huge height difference made him spin around her like a top.

"Sister Yang!" The chubby little baby straightened her hair crown and glared at the tall woman beside her with dissatisfaction.

"Oh!" Lu Mingyang came back to his senses and hurriedly pulled King Guangcheng away.

Song Wei took two quick steps and stood in front of the two of them. "Tomorrow, Your Highness, I'll carry you on my back tomorrow, okay?"

"The day after tomorrow!" The chubby little face was full of pride.

Song Wei glanced at Lu Mingyang and nodded slightly, "The day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow."

"Then uncle, please help me send Sister Yang back!" King Guangcheng held up the woman's wrists with both hands, looked at his uncle expectantly, and urged, "Hold her hand!"

Song Wei hid his hand in his sleeve and stretched it out. The little kid raised his slender fingers and watched the two leave with a smile.

The pattern on the cuffs was intricate and he rubbed his fingertips with it, making him tremble. Lu Mingyang stole a glance at the man beside him, and was met with his admiration, and hurriedly moved his palm away.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lu, please don't blame me." Song Wei bowed.

Lu Mingyang hurriedly returned the greeting, "Mr. Song, please stay. I can go back by myself."

"I'd better send Fourth Sister back. If I go back now, I will definitely be interrogated by the young prince." He spoke with a playful smile, as if to say, please, girl, please beg me.

The words of refusal were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.

The two walked side by side along the red walls and green tiles, the long, empty alley adding a touch of ambiguity.

Song Wei said slowly, "Fourth sister and Zishen really look alike."

Zi Shen?

Lu Mingyang was somewhat unfamiliar with this name.

Song Wei's eyes were slightly moist. "Back then, Zishen and I studied together at Wanlu Academy, practicing martial arts and literature, accompanying each other day and night. We agreed that one of us would be a scholar, the other a warrior, and together we would support the state. The oath we made is still ringing in my ears, but the man is gone."

"It was also at that time that my beloved sister met him."

Having said that, Song Wei looked at Lu Mingyang, brushed his clothes, knelt down, and kowtowed solemnly: "Wei is grateful to Fourth Sister for fulfilling my sister's wish."

It turns out that this is why he gave himself jewelry.

Lu Mingyang quickly took a step back and turned sideways, "Mr. Song, your words are too kind. I don't deserve them."

Song Wei stood up and motioned Lu Mingyang to continue. "Zi Shen and I are as close as brothers. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to tell me. I will not hesitate to help you, even if it means going through fire and water."

"Thank you, Mr. Song!"

"Wei's nickname is Yuanrui!" Song Wei looked at the girl beside him with burning eyes, waiting for her answer with eagerness and expectation.

Lu Mingyang felt that saying no was a heinous crime.

"Brother Yuanrui!" she called out hurriedly and walked forward quickly.

The palace was deserted and boring, and the rumors were even worse than in the outside world.

"Have you seen the daughter that the Chengyang Marquis's family found in the countryside? She looks so poor, yet she still dreams of marrying into a wealthy family."

"Who is King Ningyuan? He is an old hand at being fond of flowers. How could he find her way? He will give up after getting what he wants."

"She, a broken and decrepit woman, had no shame in committing suicide, yet she came to ask the Queen Mother for a marriage. This country girl's shamelessness is beyond our imagination."

At the corner of the palace road, four palace maids and eunuchs who were sweeping the floor gathered together to gossip. Song Wei blocked Lu Mingyang behind him and shouted angrily, "Does the palace rule mean that you can't just talk nonsense here?"

"Master Song!" The four of them knelt down and kowtowed.

Song Wei warned coldly, "Wenhua Palace is the place where Prince Guangcheng receives his education. Foul language is not tolerated. If you do it again, you will no longer be serving in Wenhua Palace."

"My slave is guilty!"

"My slave knows the crime!"

The four of them begged for mercy.

Song Wei waved him off, then turned to look at the embarrassed woman behind him, his eyes full of tenderness: "Fourth sister, please don't pay attention to it, and don't belittle yourself because of other people's mistakes. In my heart, the girl is pure and innocent."

The solemn words hit Lu Mingyang's heart, and he felt a little guilty, but tears still fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes because of the caring words.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Brother Yuanrui." She wiped away her tears in a hurry and hurried forward.

Song Wei followed and said calmly, "Fourth sister must have offended someone. Otherwise, why would something that His Majesty had clearly forbidden spread so fiercely in the capital? Moreover... there was no mention of the marriage, nor of someone's absurd behavior. It seems as if someone did it on purpose."

Chu Mingzheng, is that you?

Just because I said something to you, and you took revenge on me like this?