Chapter 203 Long Blessed Lord (End)

The emperor was obsessed with immortality all day long and ate a lot of messy things. His body would not be able to survive in two or three years.

At this time, the emperor became more irritable.

The little Taoist priest was afraid of being implicated, so he took the money and ran away.

He is always disguised in the palace. After leaving the palace, if he changes his appearance, no one can catch him.

"Princess Jin, do you think you will be punished for doing so many bad things?"

The little Taoist priest sighed in Juyuan Tower.

There may be a lot of money to be made in the palace.

It's a pity that the emperor is now like a powder jar.

He didn't dare to play with his head.

Chu Zheng asked seriously: "What's the bad thing?"

The little Taoist priest's mouth twitched, but she refused to admit it.

All right.

She never admitted it.

But Cheng Xiao ended up like this.

Ye Yang was secretly executed.

He didn't believe that these things had nothing to do with her.

This Princess Jin holds a grudge.

Fortunately, I didn't offend her in the first place.

The little Taoist priest felt happy in his heart.

He talked nonsense with Chu Zheng and went out to the stall to swindle money.

There is no way he has to cheat money if he wants to make a living.

Chuzheng’s money?

All spent.

The little Taoist spends a lot of money, so he just gambles with it.

But Chuzheng can't. According to the bastard rules, gambling is an illegal waste of money.

Illegal profligate behavior cannot be considered as completing the task, and must be doubled.

hateful!

If you lose money based on your ability, why shouldn't it count!

The little Taoist priest went downstairs humming a tune.

When he bumped into Yan Gui on the stairs, the little Taoist grinned at him: "Prince Jin, what do you think? I made a mistake at the beginning."

Yan Gui's eyelashes drooped: "The Taoist priest's words make sense."

The little Taoist laughed and said, "Give me money."

Yan Gui touched his sleeve and said, "That's all."

"Tsk, Princess Jin is much more generous than you." The little Taoist priest crossed Yan Gui and said, "Farewell."

Yan Gui turned around and watched the Taoist priest rush out of the gate and disappear into the hustle and bustle of people.

——Although your life is not good, you will meet a noble person, and she can protect you and you will have no worries in your life.

This is what the little Taoist priest told him when he caught up with him.

How did he respond?

He asked - what should he do?

At that time, he just asked casually and did not believe this little Taoist priest who seemed to be a liar.

The little Taoist said he would believe it.

And made a bet with him.

"Yan Gui."

Yan Gui came back to his senses and looked at the woman standing above him. He curved the corners of his mouth and stepped forward.

He will believe it.

He believes it now.

The emperor died a year later.

King Jin, who originally planned to rebel, was coddled by Chu Zheng all day long and seemed to have no intention of rebelling.

The courtiers finally recommended a prince to the throne.

Three years after the new emperor ascended the throne, the world was at peace, the people were healthy, and everyone praised him as a good emperor.

The most enviable person in the imperial city is not the concubines in the harem, nor the emperors and generals, but the powerless and idle prince - Prince Jin.

Princess Jin changed the trees in the imperial city every season.

Plant crabapples in spring.

Summer species of Albizia julibrissin.

Plant crape myrtle in autumn.

Plant red plums in winter.

All year round, King Jin should be allowed to see the colorful city.

A group of businessmen who planted trees made a lot of money.

There is even more gold and silver in Prince Jin's palace.

I heard that the floor is covered with warm jade.

Because King Jin was afraid of the cold, the entire underground of King Jin's Mansion was paved with ground dragons. Even in the corridors, it was warm and cozy.

Waste people and money?

The princess is rich and cannot be stopped.

All the girls in the imperial city wanted to marry into Prince Jin's palace.

King of Jin?

What does King Jin mean? They want to marry Princess Jin.

This made the young masters of the Imperial City's aristocratic families extremely worried. The people they liked thought they were not romantic enough.

Can they learn from Princess Jin’s romance?

That's all money, right?

If Princess Jin keeps doing this, they will never be able to find a wife! !

Yan Gui, who listened to Xiao Guizi's interesting stories outside, chuckled: "They all want to marry the princess?"

"No, those rich ladies now wish they were born as boys." Xiao Guizi sighed.

Not to mention those people, even some young men from aristocratic families are a little moved.

The princess really held the prince in her heart.

Xiao Guizi always felt that a refined person like the prince should live like this.

Now someone really did it...

"Then I have to keep a closer eye on the princess."

"..." Who dares to rob you?

"Your Majesty, Miss, please go to Feixing Pavilion." Lu Zhu's voice sounded from outside.

Yan Gui stood up, and Xiao Guizi quickly fetched a cloak and tied it on Yan Gui.

It was snowing outside, but the cold wind was not biting.

Yan Gui gathered his cloak and followed the servant holding the lantern to Feixing Pavilion.

Today is New Year's Eve, and the entire palace is very lively, with lanterns hanging in the corridors.

"Your Majesty."

"Hail my lord."

The servants saluted Yan Gui with joy and laughter.

"Why did the princess call the prince over so late?" Xiao Guizi and Lu Zhu fell behind.

"I don't know." Luzhu said with an upright face.

"You must know." Xiao Guizi didn't believe it.

The princess tells Luzhu to do everything, how can she not know?

"I don't want to tell you even if I know." Lu Zhu made a face at Xiao Guizi and caught up with Yan Gui in front: "Your Majesty, please slow down, Miss, there is no need to rush."

Yan Gui's soft voice floated over: "I don't want her to wait too long."

Feixing Pavilion was built by Chu Zheng last year. It is the tallest building in the entire imperial city. You can overlook the entire imperial city from above.

Yan Gui ascended to Feixing Pavilion.

Snowflakes were falling and it was a little cold in the attic.

Chuzheng stood on the edge of the attic and stretched out her hand towards him.

Yan Gui put his hand over, and Chu Zheng hugged her. She was always warm and could dispel the cold.

"You asked me to come here, what's the matter?"

"cold?"

"Fortunately, you're warm."

Chuzheng hugged him tighter: "Does it look good?"

Yan Gui followed Chu Zheng's gaze and looked down.

The imperial city is brightly lit and full of joy.

In the past, I looked at it from below, but now I feel completely different when I look down from above.

"it's beautiful."