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

Chu Mingzheng took a step forward, leaned over, leaned over, and leaned over again until he was close to her ear and laughed softly: "Bend down to play with the lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are so clear."

What's going on? Lu Mingyang tilted his head and scratched his itchy earlobe awkwardly, and the entire back of his ear turned red.

She felt that he was a sick person. When she approached him, he pretended to be a gentleman; but when she ignored him, he would approach her again.

The whole person exudes two words: cheap.

Chu Mingzheng stood up angrily, having asked for trouble.

This girl, the rumors in the capital are flying everywhere, isn't she worried about being snatched away? Even if she's not worried about herself, she must be worried about the position of princess that she worked so hard to obtain.

"Hey!"

"Huh?" Lu Mingyang turned his head.

Chu Mingzheng pointed at her head and reminded her, "Your bun is loose."

"No!" Lu Mingyang raised his hand to touch his bun, frantically touched it a few times, and his face suddenly changed, "Where is my hairpin?"

She leaned out of the beauty chair and looked at herself in the mirror on the water surface.

"I happen to have a useless hairpin in my hand,"

Chu Mingzheng took out a hairpin from his sleeve, but before he could reveal the shape of the hairpin, a figure passed by him, almost knocking the hairpin in his hand away.

"Where is it? Where did I lose it?" Lu Mingyang hurriedly went back the way he came to look for it.

Chu Mingzheng felt uncomfortable watching her burrowing into the bushes without paying any attention to her manners. "It's just a hairpin. If it's lost, it's lost."

"That was given to me by someone else."

"Who is it, an old lover?"

As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned.

Lu Mingyang twisted his handkerchief awkwardly, "Your Highness, you're joking. That was a birthday gift from my adoptive parents."

The hairpins on her head were plain, but all were exquisitely designed. Only the silver plum blossom hairpin was crudely made and looked out of place, so he casually took it off.

Thinking about it now, Chu Mingzheng realized that he had never known her past. Could it be that they really had a childhood sweetheart?

"The King is tired!"

"Then you take a rest, I'll find it myself." Lu Mingyang hurriedly bowed and ran out.

After searching around the huge mansion for a while but still couldn't find him, Lu Mingyang looked at the carriage parked at the gate and turned back to look for Chu Mingzheng.

When I turned around, I saw him standing next to the rockery not far away.

"Did you find it?" he asked.

Lu Mingyang walked up to him and shook his head slightly.

"Put it on!"

Chu Mingzheng pulled out a hairpin from his bosom. It was a red jade phoenix-shaped hairpin, lively and vibrant, gleaming in the sunlight. It felt warm and cool in his hand, very comfortable.

Lu Mingyang had never touched such a fine red jade in his life, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why does His Highness carry a hairpin with him?"

Chu Mingzheng hummed softly, "Today, I went to visit my cousin and wanted to give it to her, but I thought she liked plain clothes, so I didn't give it to her. Since you need a hairpin, I'll give it to you."

It turns out that someone gave it to him because they didn't want it anymore. Who cares about your junk? Lu Mingyang suddenly got angry and grabbed his hand and slapped it.

"I am not worthy of this."

"You think this king is willing to give it to you."

Chu Mingzheng frowned and lectured with a dark face, "You are now my princess. It is unbecoming for others to see you in such disheveled clothes. You have brought shame upon me."

There was a missing hairpin on her head. She had just been running around for so long that her bun was indeed a little loose. Lu Mingyang had no choice but to take it, but she was still angry and added, "Then I'll return it to you after I use it."

"It's just a broken hairpin. Just throw it away if you don't want it." Chu Mingzheng turned away and left.

Lu Mingyang put on his hairpin and caught up with him. Seeing him about to get on the carriage, he hurriedly said, "Your Highness, could you accompany me to the other two houses to look for my lost hairpin?"

"I have something else to do, so I'm sorry I can't keep you company." Chu Mingzheng got on the carriage without looking back.

Lu Mingyang hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and pointed at the young eunuch standing beside him: "Your Highness, can you ask him to accompany me? I don't know the way."

We were all sitting in the carriage just now.

Chu Mingzheng was puzzled: "How are you going?"

"Hire a carriage." Lu Mingyang was speechless. If you don't take me with you, then of course I will hire a carriage. Do you think I can go there on foot?

Chu Mingzheng said nothing, shook off her hand in disgust and got into the carriage.

Lu Mingyang stood beside the carriage, at a loss. That was the betrothal gift from Brother Qing, what would he do if he couldn't find it?

"Come up!" Chu Mingzheng pulled aside the curtains, revealing half of his cold face.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Lu Mingyang jumped onto the carriage with a smile on his face.

Chu Mingzheng looked at that smile and felt inexplicably irritated. It took him a long time to remember the purpose of calling her out.

"Do you really like this house?"

Lu Mingyang nodded. In fact, she thought that all the houses were good. No matter which one, they were bigger and more beautiful than the Marquis' Mansion.

"Then do it!"

Thinking of the lotus pond on the west side, Chu Mingzheng met Lu Mingyang's gaze and said, "I think the East Warm Pavilion is good. It's warm in winter and cool in summer. Miao'er is weak, so it's just right for her to live there."

Lu Mingyang suddenly looked up, and their eyes met, both feeling a little panicked.

But thinking of how she looked just now, Chu Mingzheng met her gaze with confidence.

"Miao'er is critically ill, and everyone knows about her troubles. Today, the Empress Dowager summoned me to the palace, hoping that I would take Miao'er as my concubine, and His Majesty agreed. After all, you are my principal wife, so I thought I should tell you something."

"Your Highness, please make the decision." Lu Mingyang said in a muffled voice.

Chu Mingzheng continued, "The Empress Dowager wants her to enter the sect on the same day as you, both through the main gate."

"Your Highness, please make the decision." Lu Mingyang had a blank expression on his face.

"Okay, since you have no objection, I will report back to the Empress Dowager. Don't worry, since I have promised you to be my principal wife, you will always be."

Seeing Lu Mingyang's nonchalant expression, Chu Mingzheng added, "Miao'er is kind by nature, so please treat her well."

Oh, she is kind by nature and I am cruel by nature?

They are the Empress Dowager's family members. I want to bully them, but am I qualified?

Look how sorry I am for you.

Lu Mingyang's eyes widened in anger, but she could only suppress it, "I understand."

Chu Mingzheng hummed, leaned against the carriage, and pointed casually, "What is that?"

Lu Mingyang looked in the direction his finger was pointing and saw a silver plum blossom hairpin lying on the bottom of the carriage.

"My hairpin!"

Lu Mingyang happily picked it up and held it to her chest. Suddenly, she felt like crying. How wonderful it would be if she could marry Brother Qing. She wouldn't be an eyesore here; she wouldn't have to be pointed at by her husband and warned not to bully the woman he loved.

"Change the route to Chengyang Marquis Mansion!" Lu Mingyang knocked on the carriage door, took off the red jade phoenix hairpin on his head, and replaced it with his own plum blossom silver hairpin.

My whole head felt comfortable instantly.

"Your Highness!" Lu Mingyang handed over the hairpin, but found that Chu Mingzheng had fallen asleep. She retracted her hand and touched the red jade phoenix-head hairpin in her hand. It felt cold, and the more she touched it, the sadder she felt.

No wonder she gave me a broken hairpin that no one wanted. If she wasn't worried that I would bully the girl she loved, she probably wouldn't even bother to take it out.

"Bah, who cares?"

Lu Mingyang raised his hand and threw it out.