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

At the gate of the courtyard, the small figure wrapped in a cloak could not resist the invasion of the cold wind. After standing for a while, he shivered with cold and could only walk back and forth to maintain his body temperature.

His legs, still unhealed, stepped on a slippery patch of snow, and he fell heavily to the ground, creating a human pit in the snow.

"How can you be so stupid!" Chu Mingzheng frowned in disdain and turned to go downstairs. On the stairs, he ran into Pei Mian who was rushing over.

Pei Mian turned and followed Chu Mingzheng downstairs. "Your Highness, Miss Lu went to see Song Wei today. While they were out and about, Miss Lu became dizzy, so Song Wei took her to see a doctor. Strangely, after seeing the doctor, Song Wei asked the court physician to see Miss Lu again."

"Speak the key."

"Yes!" Pei Mian continued, "The doctor said that Miss Lu's constitution made it difficult for her to conceive. After Song Wei learned about this, he sent someone to inform the palace."

Chu Mingzheng suddenly stopped and Su Shang was looming outside the courtyard gate.

"Let her go!"

"Who?"

Pei Mian had never seen His Highness so angry before, and was stunned for a moment.

From the afternoon until dark, no one came out of the deep pool of clear water to let her in. But during this time, Qin Miao walked in with a bright and energetic look. She was wearing a bright red Liuxian dress, which was extremely bright and beautiful.

Lu Mingyang didn't dare to meet them face to face, hiding behind the rockery outside the courtyard gate until dark, when Chu Mingzheng personally escorted Qin Miao out. Two red lanterns hung high above the gate, casting a warm glow on the pair walking side by side, adding to the warmth.

Qin Miao turned sideways and shyly looked at the man she was about to entrust her life to. "Cousin, someone from the palace came today and took my birth date."

Chu Mingzheng leaned over and asked softly, "Still calling me cousin?"

Qin Miao raised her eyes and opened her red lips: "Brother Zheng!"

The voice was so soft and tender that even the woman hiding behind the rockery felt itchy and wanted to hug and kiss her, let alone a man. Lu Mingyang clenched his hands and couldn't help but stick his head out to take a peek.

Chu Mingzheng sent Qin Miao on board, watched her leave, turned around, and saw Lu Mingyang.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing Chu Mingzheng ignoring her, Lu Mingyang chased after him, blocking his way and bravely said, "The snowy road is slippery. Let me help you back to your room!"

"Girl likes going back to the room with men so much?"

The frivolous look made Lu Mingyang lower his head in embarrassment. Chu Mingzheng brushed away the cold wind in front of him with disgust and left coldly.

"Your Highness, I didn't spread the rumors in the capital." Lu Mingyang grabbed his arm anxiously and pleaded, "Just an incense stick of time, half an incense stick of time, I will say a few words, and I will not disturb Your Highness's rest."

Inside the Glazed Pavilion, warm air mixed with the fragrance of flowers blew in. Lu Mingyang followed Chu Mingzheng in, shivered, and felt comfortable all over.

There are many orchids hanging inside, which look very much like the orchids blooming on the empress dowager's window sill.

No wonder an imprisoned prince lived such a comfortable life and the eunuchs did not dare to neglect him at all. It turned out that the empress dowager checked on him every few days.

The Queen Mother was really good to this grandson. It seemed that it was necessary for her to lie to Concubine Zhou that she was infertile.

"If you have anything to say, say it!"

Chu Mingzheng's voice interrupted Lu Mingyang's thoughts.

Lu Mingyang suppressed his inner uneasiness and followed him to the tea table. He sat down politely and said again, "Your Highness, I did not spread the rumors in the capital. I have never intended to harm Your Highness."

"I heard you, let's go!"

"Your Highness!" Lu Mingyang sat still and slowly raised his head: "Your Highness, your Highness, I am concerned about you and want to see you again."

"Look, then look!"

Chu Mingzheng adjusted his loose clothes, opened his arms wide, and ate his cakes leisurely. Lu Mingyang curled up into a small ball and attentively served him tea.

But the man didn't take it. He took a bite of the cake and leaned forward slightly on the tea table.

Is this feeding yourself?

Lu Mingyang hurriedly lifted the teacup. He took a sip, and she fed him another.

The two of them knelt across from each other at the small tea table. She kept bending forward, holding the teacup, her hands almost breaking. But she didn't dare to neglect it at all.

Chu Mingzheng picked up the teapot and poured water. The teacup became heavier and lower, and the tea splashed everywhere.

"Can't hold it anymore?" Chu Mingzheng laughed.

"As long as Your Highness wants to drink, I can hold it." Lu Mingyang raised the teacup stubbornly.

"I don't want to drink anymore!" Chu Mingzheng picked up the grapes on the plate and started eating.

The big, round purple grapes are very tempting.

Grapes were common in that time and space, but in this time and space, only the royal family could eat fresh grapes in winter. Even though she was the daughter of a marquis, she could only eat raisins.

Chu Mingzheng ate three grapes in a row, puffing his lips as he looked at Lu Mingyang. Lu Mingyang immediately understood and, smiling, held the grapes in his hands. He was as well-behaved as he could be.

He is really adaptable!

Chu Mingzheng spit it out without hesitation: "It's bitter, I won't eat it anymore."

"Then I will peel your skin for you."

Lu Mingyang placed the grape skins on her handkerchief and began to peel them. After peeling one, her hands paused for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw someone grinning maliciously.

As if to say: Hello!

Lu Mingyang hurriedly took a plate, quickly peeled a few grapes, pushed them to him, and didn't dare to step out again.

Seeing that the little girl had been silent for a long time, Chu Mingzheng pushed a stack of blueprints to her side and said with a smile, "Which mansion do you think Miao'er would like for my wedding?"

The blueprint felt a little hot in his hand. Lu Mingyang raised his head and asked, "Does Your Highness like Miss Qin?"

"Of course I like it."

Chu Mingzheng fell into beautiful memories. "Back then, my cousin was standing in the porridge stall distributing porridge. She was like a fairy who had accidentally fallen into the human world. She was truly beautiful and kind-hearted. I wonder how much better she was than some two-faced and fickle people."

Lu Mingyang clenched his hands and mustered up the courage to ask, "Then why did Your Highness reject Miss Qin's advances that day?"

And pretending to be intimate with me.

"Of course I'm taking my cousin's reputation into consideration. She's not some courtesan or country woman, so I naturally have to cherish her." Having said this, Chu Mingzheng looked directly at Lu Mingyang, his eyebrows raised slightly. "What else do you think it is? Do you like you?"

Lu Mingyang left his seat, took a step on his knees, bowed his head, and hid his blushing cheeks.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for speaking frankly, but you are not suitable to marry Miss Qin."

Deep in the flowers, she huddled into a small ball, kneeling before him. He could reach out and touch the silver hairpin in her hair. It was a fluttering butterfly, as if feeding on nectar.

Chu Mingzheng fought back and slammed the table angrily: "How dare you!"

"Your Highness, are you afraid to listen?"

"Why wouldn't I dare to listen? It's just that you..." Chu Mingzheng snorted coldly: "If you can't explain it clearly, I will make you my maid."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Lu Mingyang slowly raised his head. "First, Your Highness loves Miss Qin and would not bear to see her die in the future. Secondly, Concubine Song does not want Your Highness to have children. Could Your Highness bear to put her in danger?"

What he wants now is to live a peaceful and comfortable life without being disturbed by anyone.