The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

Early in the morning, Shen Qionghua got up and dressed up.

Her face was covered with a thick layer of powder, and she was wearing a pearl-red auspicious dress for the county princess. At first glance, she looked like someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Originally, for a solemn and serious occasion like the enthronement of the crown prince, people like Shen Qionghua and Luo Xiyao, who were county ladies and princesses, were not allowed to go directly to watch the ceremony.

The only people who could appear on such occasions were the Queen and the Queen Mother.

But they are eligible to attend the banquet after the enthronement ceremony.

So according to convention, princesses, county ladies and ladies of noble titles needed to go to the palace to pay their respects to the queen, and then the queen would take them there.

Even if he went, he could not stand in the main hall, but could only stand at the outermost edge. After the prince took over the imperial seal and imperial book and saluted the emperor and empress, he could look at them from a distance and pay his respects.

But this is also a kind of honor in the eyes of others.

Shen Qionghua looked at herself in the bronze mirror, thought about what was about to happen, and curled her lips in satisfaction.

When Shaoyao inserted the last golden hairpin into her bun, Gancao came in and said, "Miss, the carriage is ready."

Shen Qionghua nodded lightly, stood up, took Shaoyao's hand, and walked out step by step.

When he passed by Gan Cao, he paused and said, "Today, please keep an eye on the Madam and the Young Master."

"Yes." Licorice bowed slightly and said.

Shen Qionghua got on the carriage and sat upright. The carriage drove all the way to the palace gate.

The carriage moved smoothly.

In the car, Shen Qionghua slowly closed her eyes and sorted out the messy thoughts in her mind.

Perhaps because he was worried, time passed very quickly. After a while, he felt the carriage slowly stop.

Then, Shaoyao beside her called softly, "Miss, we're here."

Shen Qionghua suddenly opened her eyes, a sharp light flashed across her dark pupils, then disappeared, replaced by a desolate look of despair.

Shaoyao got off the carriage first, then turned around and helped Shen Qionghua.

Shen Qionghua bent down and took Shaoyao's hand to get off the carriage. The moment her feet touched the ground, she noticed that the originally lively sounds around her seemed to stop for a moment.

Shen Qionghua raised her eyes and saw that these ladies seemed to be still talking in groups of three or five, but they glanced at her from time to time, but no one came forward.

Shen Qionghua immediately understood, but she didn't care much.

It's just the fickleness of human nature. Now that Xie Nanyuan is dead, in their eyes, she has become the county lady who came from a merchant family again. Maybe she will have to be a widow for the rest of her life because of Xie Nanyuan. Naturally, she is not worth making friends with.

Since he is not worth making friends with, there is no need to waste words on him.

But I couldn't stop my curiosity.

After all, she had seldom gone out since Xie Nanyuan's death.

Now that they finally got to see her, these people were naturally curious about her reaction to today's crown prince enthronement ceremony.

After all, in the minds of these people, if Xie Nanyuan had not died, the position of crown prince would have belonged to him, and she would have become the crown princess.

Now that Xie Nanyuan has been posthumously named the crown prince, his honor remains unchanged, but for her, a living person, it is very different.

These people probably thought that they would see a resentful, angry and resentful Jialin County Master today. Now that she has come, they are naturally looking at her secretly.

So, how could she let these people down?

Shen Qionghua's eyes rolled, his face turned pale, and his hand on Shaoyao loosened slightly. His body swayed, and he looked like he was about to faint at any moment.

Shaoyao was stunned. When she met Shen Qionghua's gaze, a flash of realization flashed across her eyes. She quickly hugged Shen Qionghua's body and exclaimed, "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

As this voice sounded, many ladies looked over and a look of understanding flashed across their faces.

They said that such a day was a happy event for them, but not necessarily for Princess Jialin, who came from a merchant family.

This is just one step away from the position of Crown Princess, but falling into purgatory must be a tough feeling, tsk tsk tsk ~

It can be seen that this person, if he has a bad background, should not dream of becoming a phoenix, and will be beaten back to his original form, right?

A hint of sneer and contempt appeared on his face inadvertently.

Shen Qionghua took in all these glances, a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of her lips, and her face looked as if she needed Shaoyao's support to stay on her feet. She said weakly, "I feel a little dizzy."

At this moment, a shout came from the crowd, "Qionghua!"

Luo Xiyao walked over through the crowd and supported Shen Qionghua, her face showing a bit of anxiety. "Qionghua, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

"How about, when we enter the palace later, I'll ask the Empress to get a doctor to see you?"

Shen Qionghua looked at Luo Xiyao who suddenly walked out of the crowd, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

How could she suddenly forget that Xiyao was there too?

Hearing those words, her heart warmed. Afraid that Luo Xiyao might worry, she quickly stood up straight. Her voice was no longer as weak as before. She took Luo Xiyao's hand and said, "Xiyao, I'm fine. I just sat in the car for too long and felt a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a rest."

Luo Xiyao said with some regret: "If I had known earlier, I would have picked you up and brought you along. At least I could have chatted with you on the way."

"You first..." Luo Xiyao looked around and found that there was really no place to sit here, and the carriage could not stay in front of the palace gate, so she put her arm around Shen Qionghua's waist and said:

"Lean on me first. If you're still not healed, I'll ask the Queen to send a doctor to see you."

Shen Qionghua knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only chuckle and nod.

The ladies around looked at this scene with different expressions.

In fact, Luo Xiyao arrived earlier than Shen Qionghua.

However, as soon as she arrived, she was surrounded by these ladies with imperial titles. Everyone was talking to each other, and because of the crowd, Luo Xiyao did not notice Shen Qionghua in time.

Although Xie Nanyuan was dead, Luo Xiyao and Shen Qionghua were obviously different in the eyes of these ladies.

Shen Qionghua was originally from a merchant family. Even though she was conferred the title of county lord for her contribution in disaster relief, it was just an empty title and not worthy of their attention.

It was not until later, when she got engaged to Xie Nanyuan, that she began to take it seriously.

But now that Xie Nanyuan is dead, Shen Qionghua is naturally of no use.

But Luo Xiyao is different.

Although Xie Nanyuan is dead, Luo Xiyao has the support of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and has been good friends with the Fifth Prince since childhood.

It seems that the fifth prince is about to become the crown prince, and judging by the current three princes, the fifth prince's position as crown prince is quite stable.

If the fifth prince ascends the throne in the future, with the friendship they had in their childhood, the glory of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion may continue for another hundred years.

In addition, if the Duke of Zhenguo can repel the northern border when he leads the troops to the expedition this time, it will be another great military achievement.

Seeing that the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion was about to move to a higher level, these noble ladies were too busy to curry favor with him. After finally finding an opportunity today, they had to show their faces in front of Luo Xiyao.

Leave a good impression so that you can come to me if you need anything in the future.

However, they didn't expect that despite so many compliments from so many people, Luo Xiyao remained indifferent and turned to ask about Shen Qionghua's well-being, who kept her distance from them.

For a moment, I couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Luo Xiyao didn't care what these people thought. She was not a fool. How could she not see what those ladies who looked at people's behavior and acted in a discerning way were thinking?

Before her cousin died and the imperial edict came down to appoint Xie Xiaowu as the crown prince, these people would avoid her when they met her on the road, but now they all came up to her one by one.

She had long been impatient to deal with it, but she just didn't want to hit anyone who smiled at her.

It's not good to offend all of them at once, so I have to deal with them patiently.

Now that Qionghua is not feeling well, she naturally has to accompany Qionghua.

In this case, it would be difficult for those ladies who were granted imperial titles to come forward.

Fortunately, this phenomenon did not last long. After two cups of tea, the vermilion door slowly opened.

Arno, the head maid beside the queen, came out, bowed with a smile, and scanned the crowd with her eyes, which finally fell on Shen Qionghua and Luo Xiyao, and she paused slightly.

He then retracted his gaze and said, "My dear princesses, county ladies, and ladies, please follow me."

At this time, Shen Qionghua's complexion had improved a lot, and she and Luo Xiyao walked in with the crowd.

The vermilion door slowly closed, and Shen Qionghua looked back.

"Qionghua?" Realizing that Shen Qionghua had fallen behind, Luo Xiyao stopped and looked at Shen Qionghua.

Shen Qionghua came back to his senses and smiled at Luo Xiyao, "Nothing, let's go."

Luo Xiyao nodded, and the two of them passed through the palace. But only Shen Qionghua knew that when the palace gates reopened, everything would be different...