Chapter 237 Chaoyang Festival

The prince looked at him blankly.

"That's a good persuasion. Don't try to persuade her again next time." Wang Gonggong said without saying anything and carried her out of the hall.

 The Prince Zhenghou is outside the palace.

 "Chachao..." Looking from a distance, the prince seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

 You can see Chao Chao, the coldness in his eyes has faded away, and he has become gentle and peaceful.

 He opened his arms and held Lu Chaochao in his arms.

"Spring has just begun and the weather is still a little cold, so put on a hat and scarf." The prince hugged her, holding on to his faith.

"Your father is crying..." Lu Chaochao whispered in the prince's ear.

A smile overflowed from the prince's eyes: "I know. Only if he catches him personally will he believe the truth."

 Actually, the prince reminded Emperor Xuanping in a subtle way.

 He is a son after all, and he cannot stand idly by while his father's palace is on fire.

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 Emperor Xuanping valued Concubine Hui too much. Furthermore, this matter was too bizarre. Emperor Xuanping reprimanded him and forced him to copy the article. ,

The prince had no choice but to ask his mother to avoid Concubine Hui.

Concubine Hui has been raising fish for many years, but sooner or later her boat capsizes.

 I didn't expect it to turn over so quickly.

 "Don't pity him. Let him capsize, you know? Let him teach you a lesson!"

 "Sympathy for a man makes him unhappy."

The prince's face darkened: "You know too much!"

"Why are there so many flowers on the roadside?" Lu Chaochao asked curiously as he lay beside the carriage and saw flowers of various colors on both sides of the road.

"For the Chaoyang Festival..." The prince's eyes looked at Lu Chaochao, full of warmth.

"It is rumored that the Three Realms were facing a moment of life and death, and a **** sacrificed his soul to the Three Realms to save all living beings."

"People named her birthday as the Rising Sun Festival, which means that day is the day when the sun rises again."

 "The Chaoyang Festival is His birthday."

 "When you were not born, we celebrated every year."

"In the past two years, Beizhao has been in turmoil and natural disasters have been frequent, so your Majesty has no intention of hosting it. Last year... I collected my debt, and Your Majesty had money in his pocket. I wanted to hold a grand event!" the prince said with a smile.

 Lu Chaochao was startled.

 "Chaoyang... Festival?"

　　[A festival specially made for me? ] There was a moment of confusion on Lu Chaochao's face.

"Yes, His birthday is February 20th."

"His death day is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. Every year, Your Majesty and I will go up to the nine-story pagoda to light lamps and pay homage to him."

 "The world has never forgotten Him."

 The prince looked deeply at Lu Chaochao.

Lu Chaochao raised his hand to touch his heart, only to feel that his heart felt empty and uncomfortable.

 It seems like something is missing.

  [Why are you a little disappointed? Something seems to be missing? Boring...]

Her eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but there was no ripple in her heart.

 The prince put her hand on her heart and gently pulled it away.

"There are all kinds of delicacies on the Chaoyang Festival. I will take you to try them when the time comes." The carriage stopped in front of the Lu family's house, and the prince personally carried Lu Chaochao out of the carriage.

Mrs. Xu was already waiting in front of the door.

 She had sorted out her emotions and was waiting for the court with a smile.

"Are you happy to be in the palace today?" Xu asked.

Lu Chaochao turned his head and happily threw himself into his mother's arms: "Happy, happy, super happy. It's exciting and lively today..."

　　[Empress Hui Fei was seducing a concubine and was caught by the emperor's father...]

　　[The Emperor's father has no sweetheart, nor does his little wife...]

　　[He didn't dare to say it yet, for fear that the people would laugh at him! ]

 Xu's feet went weak, and the prince hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

 Xu's whole body felt weak and her face looked frightened. What did you say? ? ?

"Thank you, Your Highness, Crown Prince." Madam Xu hugged Chao Chao tightly, be good, Chao Chao didn't cause any trouble today?

 The prince watched Mrs. Xu enter the door, turned around, and the smile fell on his face.

He returned to his former indifference.

 Rejecting people thousands of miles away, as if no one can get close.

 "Go back to the East Palace."

The prince stepped back, closed the door, and took out the statue that he had treasured for a long time.

If Rong Che were here, he would find that the small statue is exactly the same as the one he picked up. "Chachao...you have no heart and no heart, and you don't know whether it's good or bad..." The soul was broken and reunited after thousands of years.

 There is only one heart.

 She has never been able to possess the seven emotions and six desires.

Now her joys, sorrows and joys all come from instinct.

The prince rubbed his brows, opened the darkroom, and entered with the statue of the god.

 There are many statues of gods enshrined in the dark room.

Among them, there are Judiciary Zongbai, War God Xinghui, Life God Xianting, Darkness God Xuanyu, Four Seasons God Gantang, and Luck God Shenghe.

 There is no Chongyue, the **** of time and space.

"Brothers and sisters, the master has returned, haven't you woken up yet?"

"Chongyue misses you so much..." The prince lit the incense candle and muttered something silently.

 He is calling God.

 For a long time, the prince hid his worry in his eyes and inserted the incense candle into the small incense burner.

 Failed to summon God.

 There was no response at all.

"Elder brother, you are too partial. The last time you showed up, you even gave Chaochao roast chicken."

"I don't know how shocked those people in Nanguo must be..." Nanguo is a godly servant. He has been unable to summon the gods for many years and has been unable to descend from the gods. I'm afraid they are going crazy with anxiety.

 The prince's eyes were full of smiles.

"Master used to tease us for being naughty, but now, she is naughty than everyone else."

 The prince carefully wiped the statue and placed it next to his senior brothers.

 At this moment, Lu Chaochao.

 "Mom, I ate a big melon today!"

 Xu slowly covered her mouth.

 "Chaochao, if a secret is revealed, it will no longer be a secret." Your Majesty, he will be so angry!

Lu Chaochao let out a frustrated sound.

  [It's a pity that I can't share the melon. ]

  [Hey, your majesty's harem has been taken over by Concubine Hui, hehehehe...]

 Xu couldn't help but move closer and listen more carefully.

　　It wasn't until Lu Chaochao finished listening to his complaints that Mrs. Xu fell asleep contentedly.

 Early on the second day.

Without daylight, the town and government offices were in a state of commotion.

"I disagree!"

"Che'er is the only son of the Rong family. How can he marry a woman who is married and has children? I don't agree!"

"Sister Che'er is the queen, her father is the Duke of the country, and she is the general of the country! She is so powerful, why would she choose a second-married woman?"

"How is Shu Yao inferior to Xu?"

 "How can he marry someone else?" Rong Zhenzhen sat in front of the hall and cried.

Rong Zhenzhen, the biological sister of the Duke of Laozhen.

 Her husband's family is the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and she is the daughter-in-law of Zhou's eldest daughter.

 Master Zhou, he is her father-in-law.

Last time Lu Chaochao went to the Zhou family to collect the national debt, she happened to go to the temple to pray and missed it.

He has a very good fortune, and his parents-in-law are all kind-hearted people.

"Brother, Shu Yao and Che'er are cousins. Wouldn't it be better to get married together?" Rong Zhenzhen has two sons and one daughter.

Zhou Shuyao is seventeen years old and has never been married.

The old lady was so angry that her hands trembled: "If you slander Yun Niang again, I will smash your mouth! We haven't proposed marriage yet. Do you want to cause the Rong family to have no heirs?"

 The Duke of Laozhen looked livid.

"Che'er is thirty-five this year. Thirty-five! Other people who are thirty-five are already grandfathers!"

"Che'er doesn't like Shu Yao and looks down on Shu Yao. Their temperaments are at odds with each other. What are you talking about!"

 "Look at what the Zhenguo Palace is like?"

"Che'er didn't get married, so the ancestral graves were dug up and reburied!"

 "The century-old tree in the yard was dug up."

 "The pond at home has been filled in."

"If you come to stop me..." The old man glanced at her, his eyes full of threats